Blue Sunday

Ok, it's official, i've lost ALL my readers of this blog. OKok, i'm sory!! Blame it on the busy schedule that i have. Ok, brief update, i've jus finish my last test! Wooo HOoo...next test is about 3 weeks from now. Hahaha, but who cares?

Dogathon has finally ended!! Hehehe....we are int he Malaysian Book of Records for the largest gathering of dogs, our record? ONE THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN (1111) with registered owner of EIGHT HUNDRED EIGHTY EIGHT (888) and it's on the 8th of August 2010, so i think this is the most 'huat' number ever!! Hehehe....thank you to all those who came with their dogs to support us!!

ANyways, back to the topic, why blue sunday? Blue is my favourite colour btw, but i really hope that it is good news for me. But unfortunately, it's not. I recieved a call during Sunday worship and was quite annoyed at first, I keep cancelling the call and finally, a sms came. It made my heart sunk. God seemed to hav called home my beloved Ginger.

Who's Ginger? Those that reads my facebook shout out would probably heard of the name. Ginger is this adorable horse (not donkey!) that i took care of for some time in the zoo. He has been there for quite some time al'd, but there was someone else taking care of him then and no 'spark' was generated then btwn him and I, so it was not love at first sight. Not only after his caretaker left that i took up the responsiblity to care for him. Gradually i fell in love with this adorable thing.

Everyday I'm in the zoo i'll groom him, sit with him as he eats, bring him on occasional walks, bath him on alternate days and fed him treats. Soon, he start to recognize me and would response when i call his name. And would do that thing with his muzzle when i walk to his stall. Ginger is not a very 'friendly' horse, he only response to ppl that he knows, often avoiding curious hands of unfamiliar customers of the zoo.

Last year, while sunning Ginger after his bath

Btw, he hates people lifting up his leg. Quite unusual in horses as long as you do it properly. I have no problems with the 2 other larger more hostile ponies, but though i'm closest to Ginger than the other two, he often refused to let me clean his hoof. A year ago, my only achievement is to carry up ONE of his forelimbs to clean it. This only happened during the last day of my duty in the zoo..maybe he knew it? Hahaha...but it was not after tremendous struggles including splashing of water and soap all over my uniform. (I usually try during bathing time.) And then i came back after a year, i tried more frequently and finally, he let me clean both his front hoof with lesser struggle. And i noticed, not that he doesnt like his hoof being cleaned, but he has trouble standing on only three legs. (Maybe he's too short? Oh ya, he's a Fallabella, world's amllest horse breed.) And only with much coaxing and assuring that i will support him, he begin to allow it. (But he refused the back leg AT ALL, i think he still needs to trust me more). The last day i worked there, i left with a heavy heart, i gave him his last bath, hugged him and whispered to him while stuffing him with special treats i bought for this farewell.

Last photo with Ginger after his farewell bath

Though i sensed it, i didnt know it was really the last farewell. I was going back to see him within a week's time. But he didnt wait for me. I didnt get a chance to earn his trust to let me clean his back legs too. Maybe God is being good to me so i dun need to see him go in my arms.

Ginger, i hope that you know u hav at least one person left on earth here that misses u though i know people from the zoo would miss you too. Thank u for all the joy you have brought into my life here in the zoo. Hope that you are in a better place now and I'll see you one day in heaven ya! Make sure you let me clean ALL your hooves then! Love u.

High and dry

Hey hey, seems like i've lost all of my fans!! Hahaha....everyone is on facebook al'd, who needs blogging nowadays correct or not? Hahaha...anyways, i do as i wish, i think it's interesting still to write things here.

So, i'm into my fourth paper for my finals, just finished my third paper a few hours ago...it was a relief, it was the bacteriology paper...and i slept only bout 3 hours i think, so i'm a bit high now...running on adrenaline, then i went and see this Malaysian Book of Record personnal at Jalan Loke Yew...(story later) and now i'm sitting here at pyramid waiting for someone someone while typing my blog which no one reads anyways!! Hahahah....oh, did i tell you that i'm having church practice somemore later? Hahaha...i'm so goign to die tonite!

Well, as you all know, Dogathon s drawing nearer and nearer...i'm a bit nervous to be totally honest...sigh! So, we were thinking of inviting Malaysian Book of Records to come actually, hoping to attempt to break the largest gathering of dogs...which currently is bout 600 dogs, record held by Dogathon 2008. So, do you think Dogathon 2010 can do it? We might be aiming something so high, that all i can do is to pray we dun fall flat on our faces later!! Will post the final decisions out soon...but till then!! PLEASE PLEASE come and support me!!!! (actually i wan your dogs only....hahahaha!!)

Ok, back to something more serious, unexpectantly, someone from my past called me that day. Let's jus say i didnt hear from this person for about 6 years al'd...it's such a surprise that i didnt know wat to do. Hahaha...to put it simply, i tot that i would not take this person's call casual, i tot i will probably feel the thorn pricking inside again. well, guess wat? i felt nothing at all...i mean i felt like i'm talking to a normal fren...and i myself was surprise. I really thank God for it, then i realise God is really really good, becoz last time i've given Him this hurt in my heart and obviously, He has so gently healed my scars that i didnt even notice they were gone. Praise God...

Sometimes, we get hurt so badly, it seems like we can never ever return to normal again. It seems like the world has turn their back on you and everything seems so dark. It's hard to even imagine a day where you will be able to smile again, but guess what? God can see it, though we can't, He doesnt ask us not to cry, but He wipes it away. Jesus has had the world turn their backs on Him, he went into the darkest end of the world, so that we might find the light. I shall not deny it, it's hard, it's never ever going to be easy, but isnt it so much better that you know Jesus is there? He knows each and every one of His sheep, He calls them by name, He knows every tear that flows. Call on the One who knows and the One who understands. We have an Awesome God. : )

Boredom is not wat it used to be

Well...ya, boredom is not wt it used to be anymore, don't you think? Just take a moment and think of the instances which you would use the word 'boring'. Well? different ppl will tell me different circumstances where they will say the word boring.

Remember when we use to be younger, no astro, no psp, no internet and no computer games? I sit at home half of the day after class with my babysitter and well, i have nth to do and i say "boring" some goes when there is a repeated cartoon series on the tv, i say boring...

But, fast forward to this time and age where i can drive my car anywhere i want (almost anywhere), i can take out my personal laptop and connect to thousands of things to do which i dun have my half a day free time any longer as my classes normally ends at 5pm...but still, i sigh:"boring"...WHY?

The word has been uttered countless times and soon i found that the meaning has change, it doesnt mean i have nothing to do now, but to contrary, it means the opposite...that i have SO SO SO MANY things to now...well, problem is, i just dun wanna do it.

So see...it does grows with us...and i hav a feeling tat THIS current meaning is going to stay wit me for a long long long time....

Is this thing still on?

Hello? Anyone there? Coz i tot Blogging was like the most Outdated thing ever nowadays? Hahaha...(excuse for not writing for so long) well...i've decided to FINALLY brush the virtual dust away from my blog and maybe start writing again.

Since the dawn of FACEBOOK, there has been no need for ppl to actually blog about their day, they just face-book it, or facebooking as my frens would say...

Well, it has been almost 2 years since my last update, i'm ashamed to say so! I was reading back my ''latest'' blog entry and i realized how long ago was tat!! I am currently in my second year in Vet School...(yes, i survived this long) finishing actually, next week is my finals and i'll be a third year student al;'d...ah...time flies! And i was talking bout Dogathon...looks like i didnt keep my promise of uploading the pics! Sorry! Guess wat? I'm the Co-Director for Dogathon 2010...in my wildest dreams then i would not believe it myself! Nice looking back how i felt then...

Well, i still 'not really' got use to staying in uni, i'm often found at home and seizes every chance to BE at home. Hahahaa...i made it through the terrible biochem, but just to discover there was more nightmares to come...including ruminant production, genetics and now i have more and more....I really thank God for blessing me!!

well, actually i wanted to talk bout some thoughts i had today, i was sitting at a cafe with kh and we were having dinner, out of the corner of my eye, i spotted another table near us where a girl and two guys were seated. Well, normal young ppl having a bite...then there was this girl who was...lets just say wearing shorts that was a wee bit short (cant think of other better description)...and lets just say she was not as thin as ppl would expect someone to wear such short shorts (again, cant find better words), she was walking from her table to the counter to pay her bill and my caught sight that the girl from another table was looking at her....and then she smirked and turned to both the guys and which i assumed whispered to them about the girl, cause soon after that, two of the guys turned to catch a glance at the girl in the shorts. then they heatedly whispered and giggled.

To be really honest, i'm not the person tat is most 'pure' in thoughts. When i first looked at the girl, i was also wondering about the loose fats at her thigh, thus not to say wat, but it was a bit to 'bouncy' not to notice. I mean...some of you might think, "tat's terrible, we shudnt laugh at ppl like tat" or maybe you are supporting the other end that think "goodness! y would she wear something like tat?!" but mostly i think the first thing tat comes into mind is a more criticism and more judgemental thought rite?

it made me realise one thing about the group on the other table, tat i feel tat they are cruel and i feel guilty becoz that's how we were sometimes...so different when you are looking on the outside. Try putting urself in different shoes...the girl at the table, the guys at the table, the girl in the shorts, and me, a girl watching, having a simple meal...yet, watever running through her thoughts arent as simple...as she learnt a valuable lesson tat day.