Beat Mine! >(

My friends talk a lot about Murphy’s Law (especially on Mondays!) and how when one thing goes wrong, everything else goes wrong too and I don’t really understand exactly what’s Murphy’s Law (I thought it has something to do with queuing up?!); neither do I bother to find out.

Well I still don’t understand what’s the whole law is about, but everything about my Monday went wrong and it was the most horrijijible day! Boo :(

But I don’t want to make you down reading me recounting about my horrijijible Monday, so I’m going to recount it anyway, but I want you to compare your day with mine and remember that your day is really not as bad and emo as mine and feel good about it.

*This is a community service brought to you by the honourably pooped blogger*

… I don’t even know where to start… le sigh.

See, even though I woke up all tired, I was still trying very hard to boost myself with the thoughts of coffee and the imaginary aroma, and planned my day with all the things I ought to do.

So I drove to work purposefully, still trying very hard to keep my spirit high thinking of striking off the to-do list: write a few articles, do some copywriting for work, do a bit of the translation work I’ve taken in, create quotations, call a client, update my blogs, and have a good, productive day.

The first pooped thing that greeted me at my desk was a cold computer with a DOWN internet line.

So there’s nothing at all that I can do other than to sip a bland 3-in-1 kopi O soaked with Milo cereal, and worry about my translation work which is due this Thursday. The laptop we ordered won’t be arriving anytime soon, certainly not in this 2 days’ time for me to get the work done, and my brother was anal enough not to lend me the laptop at home, which belongs to my sister anyway! So that’s big poop number 1!

And then, my car was summoned for not displaying parking ticket! MEGA POOPED!!! The whole stretch of cars parked there without parking tickets, and I was the only one with the summon! Can you believe that?! MEGA. MEGA POOPED! >(

So fine! I was close to tears already. I know, I know, I’m a wuss! But hey, I’ve got PMS for a reason, do you? Hmph!

And then I found out about someone’s dog is really sick, and is dying. And the family wants to put him to sleep so that he won’t suffer, except for this girl. She refused to let go, thinking that as long as he eats and wags his tail, he’s fine. But now, he no longer eats nor wags his tail…

My eyes were in tears already and I couldn’t take reading it anymore so I quickly click the little x box on the top right corner of the browser and wipe off my tears. But I was abruptly reminded of the dog that I met last night at the friend’s house. She’s old, and her days are numbered. She’s contracted cataract so she’s half blind. When she stands on all 4 legs, her hind legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Oh, great! Now I suddenly remember Jason’s family’s neighbour in Melaka has an old dog too, and his eyes, exactly like this dog with cataracts, so he’s pretty much half blind too, and the owner would chained him up everyday and not treat him respectfully, even a human guard that you hire also have rest days lah! Some people are just plain no brains! This old dog, he would bark at everyone who passes by but when we go back (that’s like once a blue moon), he’ll never bark at us, he's half blind, so how can he identify who we are? He’d wag his tails some more! See, such good smart dog, but the stupid owner must chain him up like some prisoner and never bring him out for walks!

So super pooped lah! T__T

And then my editor told me that my output week will be brought forward (I think the word is...) backward (I can't differentiate damnit!) to THIS WEEK instead of next because the designer has other deadlines to meet next week so we gotta get our materials done up this week! Y__Y

And then I thought of my baby Polly. For the next few months, we won’t be visiting my family so often with various reasons. No one will bring her out for walks and she won’t get to poo, if she doesn’t poo, she won’t be eating properly, then she’ll be depressed and all sad. When she’s depressed and all sad, I’ll be depressed and all sad too. And if she cannot tahan and poo inside the rooms, then she’ll get scolding. Her fault meh?! *fumes*

I miss Polly… T____T

She’s such a sweetheart. Every time I’m over at my parents’, she’d be following me everywhere I go for fear I would leave without bringing her out. She’d eat, sleep, walk, talk, play while keeping an eye on me and Jason. The minute we move, she’d quickly jumps to her feet and tails us.

If we do go out and she thinks we are bringing her out for walks, I’d tell her to wait, and we’ll bring her out later, ok? She’d listen intently, and although I know she doesn’t understand a single word, but she gets it! She’ll listen, and then look at me intently, and then she’ll turn around and walks into the house, and sit down by the door and watch us leave!

When we stay over, she would sneak into the room we sleep in, and hide underneath the bed and refused to go back to her room, which is my parents’ room. I’d keep her sleeping there, but there’s mozzies in the room, what if she kena mozzie bites and get heart worm how? :/

So I had to carry her to her corner in my mom’s room, and lull her to sleep. She’d close her eyes reluctantly, and force herself to open her eyes to see if I’m still around, then doze off again, then force open her eyes again. And eventually fall asleep. But the minute I stand up, she’d be up on her feet again and look up at me and ready to follow. Repeat process x3 -___-

Until I had to bluff her and bring her to the living room, and when she’s not looking, I’d run into my room and locked the door! And then when I peep under the door crack, I’d see her sitting in front of the door, staring eagerly, waiting for me to open the door. And I had to be cold hearted and ignore her! T_____T The next day early in the morning, she'd be the first to sit in front of my room and wait for us to come out.

I cannot continue typing anymore lah! T_T My dream is to have a dog farm!