this is run-on

this is the begining of an end, quite like every begining, and quite like any end. it is the story of words unwritten and stories untold. of giggles unheard and of tears unshed. it is the begining.

the pages of the book roll back as if the invisible backspace button is hit uncontrollably, in rage, in love, in insistance, in guilt, in shame, in persistance. the ink blots, stops, and as quickly removes its own sticky stain and vanishes.

just like love. just like rage.

there are no circles, no shelter in this storm. i want to relish its ride, i want to run out and drench myself in its loving, angry weeping, i want to laugh and dance in circles and catch its tears on my tongue.

perhaps, we all need therapy. we’re all our worst enemy.

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because no one would buy me another dog..

):

i got one for my phone.

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how different life is

its a quiet night, a quiet night that seeps through the windows. the aching calm, the blistering silence. choice. i chose this quiet night.

but i remember the walk by the river, because tonight i’m reminded. the walk by the river with dancing feet and red flowers down my back green-stripes down yours.

but you won’t remember, you’d sit there and wonder if this is about you. you won’t remember it, as usual, for you are not the sentimental fool.

i remember dreaming a little dream and i remember too little and too much.

so many people get over so much more: deaths. divorces. abandonment. abuse. disability. battery. surely the time has come to stop mopping. (possibly start therapy). surely the time has come to stop. to just stop feeling. to just stop trying. to just stop comparing. to just stop. to. just. stop. stop. stop. stop.

because everything’s going lalabananas for you, i’m happy for you. worried, but happy for you. i no longer feel i know you like i did, and i don’t know whose responsibility it is to bridge the gap; quite honestly.

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“Buy a pup and your money will buy love unflinching.” – Rudyard Kipling

these were over the new year.*obviously.

all these photos by the prefect, who is very *obviously talented.

tis cooper.

tis mango

tis beebee

tis tyger

tis fawn

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we found her!

:) yay mango! someone sent her to the SPCA, and contacted our photo-copying person (who helped us with the flyer. zac&rene at amk central must have forwarded the information to their friends!)

they contacted us and the dog is home!

cooper’s going mad with glee.  he refuses to leave her side

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jibber jabber

this blog is getting stale, i’ve been just focused on the assignment and the lost dog, its ridiculous how little time i’ve had for anything else.

last week’s presentation with Mr Shrek went very well, i must say. ( i think it did) and funny how everything falls into its place despite un-rehearsals. between red and green and lollipops i think we pulled it off.

oddly, where is jimmy boh!! haven’t seen you in school for ages, hur hur, someone hiding ah. (i even met Doug at Macs, purely by coincidence!) but where are you Mr Boh?

tired of school.

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sigh

not a single call; not a single informant.  

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still no news.

the posters have gone up, the flyers distributed. rounds around the estate by foot and by car done, many times over. still no word. 

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cooper’s pain

anyone who thinks dogs don’t have emotions or higher level ability to feel or even grief should come and see cooper right now.

he is distraught that mango’s missing, to the point where he won’t budge from his guard of the gate, howling pitifully for her. its bad, i don’t know what to do for him. he doesn’t want to eat, or sleep, he just paces, and the only way to get him to calm down is to be downstairs with him. even so he’s not willing to play or to respond even when called. he looks like he lost his only friend in the world. which is true to a fair degree. the other dogs look upon him as an irritant, or something they just have to put up with since despite his size, cooper’s the lowest on the pecking order.

we put up signs around the estate, and hope whoever found mango will call. please call.

update: the security guard at the nearby condo claims a grey sedan stopped and picked up the dog.

please return her.

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Please help us find her!

our dog mango ran away this morning.

we are very very sad.

 

please help us find her and contact us.

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