TALAgraph

Can we go back to the way we used to be? Probably. When time heals our wounds... I’m almost there if only it will stop feeling awkward everytime we meet. There’s so much pain inflicted to each of us for something so trivial. I guessed I’m taking the blame for this one, if only I confronted you when you said something that hurt me, we wouldn’t be in this mess. Maybe your intention was was good and have no malice in it but I’m never gonna find that out.

Why is it so hard for me to shake things off or not give a damn. I have an attitude problem? I disagree, more likely I’m misunderstood most of the time. Its a bit disturbing that all of the others thinks I have an attitude problem...And I’m just tired of explaining my side period.....

“Sweet surprise from someone unexpected”😊💕🎂🎉😘

I may not show or say it out loud but I do appreciate you guys, not just because you’ve surprised me with a 🎂 (although this is definitely a first), it runs far deeper than this😅. From the bottom of my ♥️ thank you so, soooo much! I know I’m not the easiest person to be friends with, that I can be difficult at times and be a total pain in the ass altogether. Yet despite all of those attributes, you’re all still there - Yey me 😊💃!!

More than the cake, thank you for the 🎁 of friendship. Love u all guys 😘😊

I've never written a eulogy before - for a person or even a pet.  Come to think of it, I don't think I even know how, although looking back, I did wrote a farewell letter for my deceased dog, Xylem. It was a simple letter stating that Xylem was a good pet and how he'll be missed and how painful his sudden demised was.  But I'm not gonna talk about that... 

Iching, like Xylem was a good dog.  She was a dalmatian, given to my mum by her friend.  I remembered when she first came around our house, of course I was excited that time, really, really excited.  I was expecting a puppy, a cute dalmatian puppy like the one's in 101 Dalmatian instead Iching turned out to be a 2 yrs old grown dog.  A thin, bony, big-eyed, polka dotted, shaking, scared grown dog on a cage.  I thought to myself; "I can't play with a grown dog, what if it bites me? How can I baby it and pet it?" She's to scared with people that time, she can't even properly eat too. It took a few days before Iching finally warmed up to us. I didn't have to worry about losing a few fingers because Iching was so docile like a lamb. She was really not a very good guard dog because her phobia with people stayed. But we were still happy to had her.

She had a good life with us, 6 to 7 years of happy life. Sure, she sometimes (well, more than sometimes) got in trouble with my old man - by peeing and pooping on the wash area instead on the designated pooping ground and occasionally scatter the trash - that involved lots of shouting, cleaning, scolding, threats and some more shouting. But nothing that can be solved by Iching good behavior and (pops and her) walk on the streets. Actually, that became a routine that I'm going to missed - hearing and seeing Iching & pops squabble.