petsNovember 28, 2008 3:51 pm
i’ll miss you noel, but at least you’re in a good home and i get to visit you.
petsOctober 31, 2008 2:07 am
you guys still remember noel right?
here’re a couple of pictures of my baby to jolt your memory.
here’s the deal.
noel was orginally living with benson (aka the ex boyfriend) after we broke up.
he has been living there since forever, but recently, his baby brother has begun developing breathing problems.
of course, like all superstitious parents, his dad believed noel’s fur was the cause of the problem, and so, told benson to get rid of noel.
i know, very wtf.
alternatively, we could get rid of his baby brother, but it’s harder to dispose of human remains.
and if i could, i would take noel in myself, but the mother is adamant on not having any animals in the house.
of course you can say i can get rid of my mother too, but then there wouldn’t be anyone to cook me dinner anymore, would there?
so the only solution is for someone we can trust, to take noel in.
if you know of someone who loves cats, and would shower noel with as much affection and food as he needs, please let me know.
we really need an answer urgently.
thank you.
meme and black, wriggly things
7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:
- i have naturally wavy hair, which i have a love-hate relationship with.
- i have a twin sister, whom i have a love-hate relationship with.
- i get an adrenaline rush from having my schedule jam-packed with work and meetings.
- i don’t get aroused thinking about johnny depp. (surprisingly)
- i have a thing for older men.
- i’m a geek at heart. i love watching documentaries!
- i love poking fat, spongy things. eg: goldfish, water babies, chubby cheeks etc. (can someone buy me tadpoles already? i miss touching them. 
)
7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME:
- Cockroaches
- Foreign workers staring at me
- The presence of inefficient people in my project groups
- My dad when he flares up
- toddlers on their wobbly feet
- Impending deadlines and a lack of time
- realising i’ve put on weight
7 RANDOM SONGS AT THE MOMENT:
- Always Be My Baby - David Cook
- Let It Be - Brooke White (yes, i’m a American Idol fanatic, cannot ah?)
- Like A Star - Corinne Bailey Rae
- Something Stupid - Nicole Kidman & Robbie Williams
- Say It Right - Nelly Furtado
- Soulmate - Natasha Beddingfield
- Iris - Goo Goo Dolls
7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST:
- "What the fuck?!"
- "Stuuuupiiiddd"
- "Whatever", accompanied by the rolling of eyes.
- "But … but … Walao!" *stamps foot*
- "Awesome!"
- "[insert name here]’s so fucking [insert adjective here]"
- "My mum’s not that dumb." (after repeated attempts by A to get me to stay out late)
7 THINGS I TREASURE THE MOST (in no ranking order):
- my existence
- my safety pillow
- my milo stash
- my accessories (i know it doesn’t look it at the rate i’m losing them but i really do!)
- my mum, when she’s not nagging, that is
- the majority of my friends
- noel
7 "FIRST TIME" THINGS I EVER DID:
- wasted my life away during a two-month semester break ( i swear i got sick of tv and the net)
- fell asleep having someone watch me salivate
- made a card and a book with mushy details for someone i was in love with
- co-owned a pet with someone else (actually, pets, but the hamsters all died. )
- told the tuition kids to shut up
- wore a dress and decided to abandon my jeans ever since
- bought a mac and became a fangirl. heh.
i’m not tagging anyone. whoever needs an entry filler, you can do it!
speaking of tadpoles, i shared my desire of rearing one with a couple of friends.
yes, i have very nice friends who play along gamingly with me.
chuwen then let rip a shocking revelation.
i don’t care. i will make sure my tadpoles eat grass, and only grass.
and if they’re good, maybe the dead skin on my finger when i reach in to stroke them.
you’ll see when i get them.
petsFebruary 21, 2008 6:41 am
yes, more pictures! 
him in his new collar. (thanks to jean and eunice!)
checking out stuff on the floor.
creeping under the chair …
*sniff sniff*
green eyes! (the flash’s too strong) and yes, his neck’s too little for the collar.
he probably spotted something interesting …
in the hunting mode once he spotted me wriggling my fingers. heh. he looks slightly evil here.
got captured by the boyfriend. he’s frantically struggling to get away, hence the blurry figure.
he manages to escape!
and traumatised,
he seeks solace …
under my dress. *coughs*
meet noel kang/ng, who’s still alive and kicking at 10 weeks! 
petsJanuary 18, 2008 6:25 am
brothers (or sisters?) reunited
because my dear shyanne has to head back to malaysia during the weekends, she decided to dump her darling smitten over at benson’s place.
and so, the brothers had a gathering!
they were wary of one another in the beginning, with noel scampering to a corner of the room when i took smitten out of his bag.
so we decided to take matters into our own hands.
i caught smitten, the ex noel, and we put them side by side, with the area fenced up with a blanket so they have no choice but to interact with one another!
noel, being friendly (naturally! cause he’s my cat!) went forward and sniffed smitten.
and i don’t know what’s wrong with smitten, but he was swiping noel and producing ’silent screams’. (silent screams to me, are where mouths are open, but no sound comes out.)
so for smitten, he had his mouth open, but no menacing hissing sound was produced.
yes, very weird.
initially, noel backed off cause smitten seemed to be quite unapproachable.
then he probably decided, "aiya! fuck-care lah!" and pounced on smitten.
here’s some pictures of the tussle.
noel’s the one on top. (hah!) he’s striped, while smitten’s spotted.
noel taking a step towards smitten. (notice the spots?)
noel’s the one on the right. (yes, strike out at him with your legs! that’s my boy! 
)
kitten deathmatch.
okay, this looks wrong. *coughs* 69 *coughs*
circling one another, and noel taking a swipe at smitten’s ass. 
guess who’s the one getting ready to pounce? *smirks*
but in any case, just to put shyanne at ease, (no, smitten’s not dead yet) the kittys are only play-fighting and probably excited to have a playmate that looks so much like themselves.
how do we know?
well, the ex says he tried peeking at them.
when they’re alone, they’re just sitting there side by side peacefully.
but when he walks and appears in front of them, they start fighting.
tsk, what show-offs!
it’s almost like they’re ah bengs.
when they’re in the company of girls, they kick their flashy sports cars, claiming "aiya! so cheap only! give it a few bangs also no problem!".
but when the girls are gone, they bend over their cars, stroking the dented spot sorrowfully, grimacing as they run their fingers over every bump.
get the analogy?
still, noel’s the one winning all the fights. (you go, kitty!)
the ex told me that this morning, he spotted smitten sitting outside the kitty litter.
he thought perhaps he was bullying noel by guarding the litter and refusing to let noel use it.
then he took a closer look.
noel was sitting in the kitty litter, and hence, smitten had to sit outside.
woohoo!
noel - 1, smitten - 0.
did anyone notice the (or sisters?) in the title of this entry?
that’s right. we aren’t sure of their genders yet.
though the girl who passed them to me claimed that both were males, we spotted nipples (gasp!) on them.
but in any case, the verdict will be out tonight, since we’re bringing them to the vet to get their vaccinations.
wait and see!
petsDecember 23, 2007 4:44 pm
if you think i’m behaving like a first-time mother who keeps showing off her kid.
but i simply can’t help it.
pics from noel’s feeding time today!
isn’t he just like a human baby? and yes, that’s milk on my hand. he keeps struggling around and so, the milk keeps spilling.
bird’s eye view.
look at those claws!
gulp, gulp.
in yet another position. he’s gonna be an acrobat when he grows up.
very full and satisfied.
playtime aka tickling time!
he obviously so enjoys it.
he looks like an alien in this one.
come to mama.
xmas gift anyone?
those whiskers again.
my little one.
feeding my baby. and sheesh, i never knew my lashes were that long.
and so, noel’s officially 4 weeks old!
he’s gonna get his vaccination when he’s 6 weeks old, and maybe a nice comfy basket with plump pillows to go along.
so to all you detractors out there who said noel wouldn’t last long, take that!
petsDecember 17, 2007 5:31 pm
people gather around! i’ve got an annoucement to make!
i’ve adopted a kitty! *beams*
you see, this girl posted a notice on the facebook marketplace, claiming she found five abandoned kittens, and so, they’re up for adoption.
after much deliberation, the ex boyfriend and i decided to take one in!
only, we’re keeping it at his place instead of mine cause the mother will definitely scream should i bring it home.
i initially suggested calling it prince but the ex didn’t like the name so we’re calling it noel instead.
so it’s officially a xmas kitty! hur.
okay, enough talking, here’re the pics!
noel while he’s still in the bag we used to transport him.
look at his whiskers!
see how small he is? he’s only 3 weeks old! and er, don’t mind the thighs. 
my adorable little baby.
he looks like a little worm here.
once again, don’t mind the legs.
paws on my hand!
getting ready to attack my fingers
getting his dose of milk from a bottle.
see his paw on the bottle? he keeps trying to wrestle the bottle from us.
see the half-raised paw?
he looks superbly cute in this one.
close up! look at those grey eyes! and whiskers!
the epitome of cute.
this one’s super adorable. he fell off the edge of the bed, and was trying to climb up to attack my wriggling fingers.
that’s about all the pics i have for now!
of course, i took more but some are blurry cause noel keeps scurrying around.
anyway, my progress with him has been brilliant!
from being pissed scared when we first introduced him to his surroundings, he slowly took to scampering around me, and even getting close enough for me to kiss him!
i’ll just lie there and call out to him, and he’ll scamper over with his big, round grey eyes.
he’ll then stop in front of my face, and put his’s close enough for me to kiss him on his head.
when i felt he got more comfortable, i kissed him on the mouth and guess what!
after i did that for a couple more times, he came over and kissed me on my lips on his own accord!
isn’t that the sweetest thing ever?
and when i walk away, he’ll run after me.
which shows he’s getting attached! YAY.
although i know he’ll probably grow up to be an ungrateful wretch like all cats are, i’m happy enough he likes me now.
most friends around me have had unpleasant things to say about the adoption of noel though.
here’s one from mr.wisecrack friend.
*rolls eyes*
but anyway, how come all you guys think noel won’t last that long with me?
i mean, all 3 of my hamsters did die but this time round, it’s a cat!
and cats don’t die that easily, right?
i’ve officially disowned white shit.
i went up to the ex boyfriend’s place today, spied it looking alive for once, (it’s usually sleeping but this time it was on the wheel) and put my hand into its cage.
it’ll usually run over, give my hand a friendly sniff, then allow me to pick it up and cuddle it.
instead, it ran over, bit me, not once but THREE FUCKING TIMES at the exact same spot, and refused to let go even when i lifted my hand and tried to shake it off.
that little bastard.
when i finally flung him back into his cage, i turned to the ex boyfriend and went, "white shit fucking bit me!" and shoved my bleeding palm into his face, pouting and sulking like a little girl.
the ex boyfriend then tried pacifying me by smacking white shit a couple of times.
i’ve no idea why white shit’s turning into a flesh-eating bugger but i do know that i want no part of him anymore, since he bit me.
if there’s one thing pets (and sometimes humans) should know, it’s that you don’t bite the hand that feeds you.
don’t worry desperate addict, i’ll still let my white shit mate with your white shit.
only thing is, i worry for your white shit’s safety.
and i guess it’ll be the last time i’ll be blogging under the "pets" category, since that KNNB white piece of shit now belongs to the ex boyfriend.
unless of course, i get a goldfish.
petsAugust 15, 2007 6:41 am
obsession with white shit.
and i know my cheekbones look like fucking kidney beans.
all the mother’s fault. stupid genes.
