this morning i took hakka to the vet to get him sterilised. he's not supposed to eat from 10pm on fri, so naturally, he woke me up every hour on the hour from 5am onwards just begging to be fed. so sad ok! had to ignore my poor baby. so took him down, dropped him off, picked up my backpack from zur's (we exchanged bags cos she wants the grey, which i have, and i want the red, which she has. long story.) and went home to wait it out.
3pm, went down to collect him. he looked damn drugged up. then the woman asked the receptionist to brief me on the aftercare. receptionist prattled on, oh make sure he doesn't jump for the next 2 days (like how sia?) and he doesn't lick himself if he has stitches. usually there won't be any stitches cos it's just the testicles that get cut off.
that's right. they. cut. my. kitty's. balls. off. omg!! i had no idea! i thought they were gonna do some internal tying of tubes thingy! they cut off his freaking balls! traumatising sia... ok more so for him than me, but still! even ball-less, hakka still rocks. why? cos the moment we reached home, he headed straight for the litter box. his good sense hasn't left him. steady ah! unfortunately i can't say the same for his motor abilities. was walking like a drunken sailor on a wharf. hahahaha. so cute lah. so kesian. he pretty much passed out on the doormat after that. of cos now i need to find a way to clean the litter off his balls. or rather, where his balls used to be. i just cannot look lah. like wanna cry like that. shall have to find a way. he won't let me clean him. sighs. he can't eat until 10pm too. kesian!!
in other news, the house hunt continues! saw one that was too small, and another that looked like kucing beranak. eeks. shall just leave that up to the parents to decide. the job hunt can still relek a bit. found out on fri that we still have a few months to go but have to stop promoting loans. bugger. so what should i do at work now? shake leg? sheesh. my brain cells die everytime i step into office. sighs. my senior was like, what r u gonna do if the results are bad/ good? i'm like, does it even matter? whatever the outcome, i don't intend to be here longer than end july, insyaallah. then she's like, oh ok. ala she's planning her exit also anyway. jump ship jump ship!
ok lah gonna keep hakka company. btw nice date hor today, 050507. then again, 050607 would be better. haha. 27 days to EU07!!
shaz: u lazy heifer, answer my email can or not?? life or death situation leh!
mooch: ok shall not make my font too small anymore. haha.
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ok..im not going to make a lame ass statement on hakka, poor thing.
and knowing you appreciate quotes as much as I do, I am going to share with you one which touched an inner cord in me.
'One day, he will ask me, do you love me or your life? I shall reply, my life. And he will leave, not knowing that he is my life.'
aaw so sweet! from where? then again ah, she could have said she loved him, seeing how they are both the same thing, no?
I actually finished reading your entry for once. Poor Hakka. Send him my love =)
Yeah, the girl like macam nak jual mahal, tapi tak jadi. Weak ah...
Sedih quote.
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