11.21pm.
Eugene left about 2hours ago. And for the past 2 hours, I managed to clean up the house a little bit while my mum talked on the phone and my sis glued her eyes to the tv. The thing that made me angriest was my dog.
Technically she is still a puppy at 7months old (her Barkday is 7 Nov 2007, IF I didnt remember wrongly) but she is displaying all the traits of a usual spoilt DOG. She rejected all the premium kibbles that I tried to feed her by hand. The packet that I bought was only a trial packet YET after 2 months I, or rather She, has not managed to cleared more than half a packet. Besides her food pickiness that is constantly getting on my nerves, I'm getting more worried that she will not get the nutritions she need. The most idiotic part is to convince my mum that feeding chicken for 3 meals a day, 7 days a week is a very bad idea, AND adding ONE PARTICULAR brand of SUPPLEMENT POWDER to the chicken ONCE IN A WHILE will make the meal nutritious and wholesome is a very very ill informed choice.
The whole feeding affair is getting extremely complicated. I wrote a routine, wrote a timetable, stuck it on a huge coloured paper on the fridge, bought all the suitable kibbles with my money, and begged, reasoned with my mum to follow it when I am not around. BUT they are not working because my mother INSISTS with her actions that she is correct. Her reasons are written above by me. And those warped reasons are getting to me. I just told her, about 20mins ago, to FOLLOW IT starting from TOMORROW. It is ok if the dog doesnt eat. It is ultimately the master's will versus the dog's will. I am determined not to lose or giveway because I believe I am making a wiser decision than my dog (or my mum in this aspect). She needs the nutrients to be healthy. No one can ever argue to me that feeding chicken and chicken only, boiled somemore, is good and enough for a growing living thing with blood, muscles, bones, teeth and fur. Chop off my head before you tell me that my puppy will grow healthy and live to a ripe old age living on the KOK KOK KAY. My dog's lifespan is already very short. I see no sense in trying to shorten it any further. My dog sleeps with me, listens to my command, follows me, trusts me. I think I should do what I should do for her. Fight for her life with her.

Anyway, updates to my last post, I am already holding a job. Worked at it for a week and it is at MHA, finance dept as an accounts admin. The post title is quite flashy but I forgot it. The job scope is very suitable for me too. I think I am enjoying my very first office job. Previously my jobs dont require me to have a desk or a desktop.
I like the small office environment setting too. Only 7 of us in total and all of them are very nice, friendly and chatty. 2 of us are temps while one is an NSman who has to work clerical posts. The remaining are perms including 1 head of this level's finance dept and her humourous yet clever yet SLACKING assistant.

Shall continue tomorrow...too tired.