Time for a little June summer post

Well, yes, it is June.



Normally this time would be the happiest time of my year. Like, say, 2 years back. When I am in normal school thats it.



Now, it is, hmm...vaguely put, rather busy. Not to say that I was not busy during term time. But now that it is holiday, I am still busy. Probably the others are the same. All my beloved friends are on temp jobs. Me...I decided to opt for something new and unorthordox. (Well you know what I mean if u see my other blog)



Really tired out and busy. I work 24hours a day. Business have been good. I am booked daily. Funny thing is I have little or no earnings. I think I have spent most of them. Either on food, or some clothes, online stuff, celebrate Eugene's bday, gave some to Mum, gave some to Sis and none to brother (except for $100 to buy a new mattress). Duh...I am left with practically nothing.



Not to mention the earnings part, my time is completely spent too, on the dogs. To the extent that I have not been to a proper outing with any of my friends because I have to stay home 24/7.



Been wanting a stable job with stable income and fixed working hours. Think I will start soon. Even if it is data entry job. Well, it is nice wad, with convenient transport and so many friends there. Just for a mere 2 months, I can stick to computers and office hours. And I would have more time for bf and friends. They are complaining a lot already. Eugene keeps nagging about me having no time since I have the dogs. Well, I spent a whole afternoon shopping with him after he complained. We ended up spending $200+ in a single afternoon. Muahahahaha. I think that detered him for the moment about complaining me not going out with him. =x But the dogs part...well...he thinks he is seconded now. Cos whether I open or close mouth I will talk about dogs. Think he is abit sick. But, haiz...wish he could understand more. It is very stressful to take care of a number of them. I need an outlet. It's a job and I am doing normal job ranting. Recently he wentto Genting, without me. I rejected him cos I have to look after...yes, dogs again. My mum simply said no, flat, when I say I need to take a day off and ask her to cover for me. It is a dead flat kind of no that cannot be rejected or over-ruled.



Seriously, I am not a hard core dog owner. You would have seen worse. Those that treat dogs completely like human and baby kids and control strictly every aspect of their dog's life and appearance alike. Well...I cant. I would treat Fluffy like my best friend. But yes, she is still a dog. But there is a special bond between us. The first pic here, taken on the first night I collected her (she was still named Lucky then). There she is, sitting under my legs, close to me, so shy so scared so apprehensive about her future.

She and I...both of us, looking ahead towards an unknown future. The date was 20 Feb 2008.

I have no other pictures of her on the first few hours. I treasure this photo.