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I generally try to be positive & cheerful (yes I am a big believer of The Secret & Law of Attraction)… but some days I just get a bit gloomy.

He always helps me to see the silver lining, on days when I need a little perk-me-up.

Love is..

I had the most exhausting week, as I’d just shifted into my new place. My entire body is aching, my hands are painfully dry from all the repeated washing. 

Yesterday the bf helped me to move + stack all of my (super heavy!) plastic Ikea cartons into the study, and hauled all of the empty cardboard cartons (30 of them!) out of the house. 

Woke up this morning to find him cleaning up Cookie’s poop (which Cookie had stepped all over the kitchen. IKR. 💩💩💩💩) 

He told me to go back to sleep, he’ll take care of it. 

Some 10 minutes later, he popped back into the bedroom with hot hojicha for me,and  he held the mug for me to drink cos it was hot. 

It is such a simple gesture, so simple that anyone can do it really, but nobody has ever done it- until now. 

When he sees me sitting with my laptop to reply emails, he comes over to massage my shoulders/ upper back because he knows I have chronic pain in that area. 

When we are watching shows in bed together, he will massage my legs, almost in auto pilot mode. He’s constantly making effort to make me happier and more comfortable, even when he’s tired. 

And this is why I chose him, over all the others. He’s unlike no other. 

Some men think they need to drive a flashy car or have deep pockets to impress women. 

But many women, like myself, just want to be loved and pampered, in ways that money cannot buy. 

I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world. Not for all the tea in China. 

No more excuses

A reminder to self. Now and always.

Taken from:

I Stopped Making Excuses For People

“I had a habit of making excuses for people, I would think of all kinds of scenarios to explain their odd or flaky behavior or believe my own lies instead of getting disappointed.

But I’ve come to realize that the more excuses you make for people, the more you get hurt. The more you lie to yourself, the more they will lie to you.

So I learned to stop.

I stopped decoding mixed messages and reading between the lines because people who care about you enough will always send you messages you don’t need to analyze or question.

I stopped tolerating people who say too much and do too little and I learned to let their actions speak instead.

I stopped making exceptions for people who don’t make exceptions for me.

I stopped going out of my way for people who only want me when it’s convenient for them.

I stopped being there for people who weren’t there when I needed them.

I stopped reaching out to those who only respond when they feel like it.

I stopped thinking that people respond to kindness with kindness — some people respond to kindness with selfishness. 

I stopped thinking that people can be super busy and don’t have a minute to type a few words. It’s all about priorities.

I stopped believing drunk words that lose their meaning when the sun comes up.

I stopped being too understanding and started being rational.

I stopped complicating my life and started simplifying it.

Those who care, will find ways to be there and those who don’t will find ways to run away. It’s as simple as that.

Those who love you, will show you, will tell you. Those who don’t will always love you only when they need your love and then forget you when they get it.

Those who want you in their lives, will make an effort, will stay in touch, will remember occasions and birthdays and milestones and will not go months without asking about you. Those who don’t will always be stuck in the grey area between strangers and friends or friends and lovers.

I stopped seeing people in shades of grey.

People are either black or white. They’re either with you or against you. They either love you or they don’t. They either care about you or they don’t give a shit. They either make excuses not to be in your life or find reasons to be in it. “

Love thyself

I bought myself a ring today. Been eyeing it for a while. People who know me will know that I don’t care much for jewelry and I hardly wear any.

This ring is very special to me.

Because it symbolizes a commitment and love to MYSELF. It’s a promise to myself that regardless of whatever happens in my life, I will eat well, I will sleep well, I will pamper myself, I will treat myself like a queen.





A dog’s love

My dog loves food.

He LOVES food like no tomorrow. Whenever I bring out the treats or chicken wet food, he salivates & hyperventilates with excitement.

A few years ago I organized a BBQ at my old place. Invited some of my friends. I had to go upstairs to take something so I left my dog there.

When I returned, I was told that my dog kept whining & looking at the direction which I walked away. The poor boy couldn’t be consoled. My friends tried to give him some food to placate him.

He refused to eat anything.

Until I came back and he was happy to see me, he ate.

Dogs can’t talk. But they show their undying loyalty through their actions.

Let me tell you something. It hasn’t been easy being his mom. I can no longer rent single bedrooms because of him. No landlord will allow dogs. Believe me I’ve tried. Many times.

No housemate will be okay with a whining dog at 4am on Saturdays when I leave the house for work.

Instead of renting a single bedroom which may cost only $800-$1000, I am paying $2600 upwards / month for a whole apartment.

And yes, it’s because of my dog. 

I come home most days to find pee (and sometimes poop) on the floor. I have to clean up before I do anything else regardless of how tired I may be.

But I can’t blame him because he is old and I suspect he has some incontinence. He is also probably blind in one eye.

I’ll be honest and say my life will be easier and I will save a lot of money, if I just give him away.

But I just can’t do it. 

This dog loves me so much, he refuses to eat or drink anything when he can’t see me. I know how much he loves food. But he will not take a nibble of whatever you offer him, if I am not there. Even if it’s his favorite chicken, egg or treats.
I always refill his food and water bowls before I go out, and they’re always full when I come back. He doesn’t eat or drink when I’m not around, because he is so afraid I won’t come back.

I will never be able to turn my back away from him and walk away.

If anyone wants to take him away from me, they will have to pry him away from my cold dead hands.

People who don’t share this love for dogs will never understand. “Aiya it’s just a dog.”

I swear I will take care of this boy until the day I no longer have to. I don’t care what it takes.

It is so much easier to love a dog.

Men talk a lot, but when he’s not with you, he’s exploring opportunities with other women. Lol.

Been there, done that.. Never again.