what's life without a cat

so right, i think hakka is smarter than he lets on. why?

a. always always uses his litter tray no matter how much he's busting for a pee/ poop. well there was once when he did it in my room while i was in europe (out of spite, mebbe) and he peed on my blanket a while back cos i didn't wake up to let him out of the room. other than that, has the best record out of all the cats i've had.

b. knows that i can hear him walking around on my keyboard at night and that it pissed the shite outta me enough to get me out of bed and take him off it. after which he runs meowing to the door to get let out.

btw he's kept in my room at night cos he tends to go fishing in the pond when no one's around.

c. seems to know when i'm stressed/ sad/ sick and will come and cuddle excessively. so cute rite?

d. will be waiting for me at the door when i get back home. will also run and hide when there's someone at the door who's a stranger. don't even need to knock or ring the bell lor, he'll run away when he hears the footsteps. his hearing and sense of smell are pretty good i guess. he just chooses to ignore me when i call him.

e. he's my unreliable alarm clock. i reckon he wakes me up only if he needs food or he wants to get out of the room. other than that he'll only come and meow in my ear if my mum asks him to.

the emasculation of hakka & other stories

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.

work is a 4 letter word. and other biznez.

so, i shall whine about work today. had a hectic morning cos i had to settle quite a few things before leaving for meetings in the afternoon at 1.30pm. while i was busy running around, a colleague who shall be known as porky comes up and is like, hey, the leaflets in the trays outside for product x are all gone, need to be topped up. i'm like, yeah ok, in the meantime please print from g drive, they're all there. then she's like, customer walk in also must print from g drive meh? in all sarcasm. well excuuuuuse me u fat biatch, have u ever heard of the phrase 'using initiative'? if u see it's all gone, top up a little when u go make copies for yourself lah! so hard to do meh?? help a sista out here! knnbccb. it's not like i'm hiding the info in some dark secluded corner that only i have access to! basket.

then i went off for my meetings. signed up the first of many renovators. woohoo! it's about bloody time sia, been waiting to do this for the past 3 months but kept getting red taped. i'm hoping things will change for the better with our new ceo. apparently he sent an email asking the management to ask themselves, are u the bottleneck? also said something like, don't tell me the problem, tell me the solution. don't go looking for more problems unless u can solve them too. i liiiiiiiiike. he's also changed the approach to marketing and advertising (it's about bloody time!!) so everything looks nice and corporate and uniform. well, we're getting there anyway. yay!

i digress. as i was saying, went visiting renovators. took cab from office to ubi. then from ubi back to office to pick up my colleagues and onwards to jurong east. total bill? 30 friggin' bucks sia!! heart pain ok!! my monthly limit for claims is 30 bucks. i already spent abt another 20 earlier on for other cab rides to meetings. i don't get allowance for this shit lor. i'm not even claiming my rides on buses and trains ok!! cheebye. they're not paying me enough to do this. can also bet anything that the boss ain't gonna let us claim more than the amount determined. we're gonna write in and ask for it of cos, but our efforts would probably be wasted. either raise the limit or we're gonna spend more time out of the office to allow for travelling on public transport. take your pick, honey.

heart pain again when i was pretty much bullied into giving my mobile no. to the salespeople at the renovators. people are gonna be bugging me at every hour. they're not paying me enough to do this. u guessed it, i don't get allowance for this shit either. don't get me wrong, i love being out of office and on the road. all i'm asking is that they make it worth my while.

from thurs all the way to next fri (inc. sats), i will be stationed at 3 polys for roadshows. for the first days, gonna be there all day, then 2pm-6pm thereafter. my colleague was like, yay, cheap food for the next two wks! i was like, yeah, and expensive transport. this was greeting by a depressed silence in the cab. bloody hell, gonna drive from home for the first days man. can't be fucked forking out for cabs anymore. did i mention we'll be lugging around heavy, obsolete laptops and stacks of docs at the end of each day of the roadshow(s), so we can pass them over to the officers in charge the next morning in office?

oh ya, hakka was humping my bro's arm last night. he let him do it. wtf?? sick. time to sterilise him i guess. horny bastard. haha.

got home pretty early today cos last meeting was in geylang. went for a much needed run. gawd it felt soo good. should go do it more often...

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