Indeed it is a sad week for my family. As it seems, a member of my family has lost his life. Or I should say that he was put to sleep. This member of the family is named Tinko, a cat who has been with my family for years and has grown attached to my family, though I may not be the one who is attached to him, but my mother was dearly attached to him. I received the news from my mother through skype as she skyped me recently to get in touch with me. It was then she told me the bad news about Tinko and that he was put to sleep due to his ongoing illness that had lasted for years. Finally there was no other choice but to put him to sleep due the seriousness of his illness with continuous blood from his saliva that drips everywhere in my house according to my mother. Of course my mother cried because Tinko was very close to my mother and to my father. But of course since my father moved out, he was closer to my mother. My mother of course didn’t have the courage to see him being put to sleep and also did not want to bear the great emotional burden of bringing back the body to be buried. It was a very sad time for my mother, and of course for my father as well, because my father also loved the cats dearly, but unfortunately he is no longer at home. He even offered to take in Tinko into his own home but of course that would be a bad choice as Tinko already was at a stage where he was so sick that he peed and shat all over the house and also leaves marks of blood wherever he sleeps. Indeed the illness hit him the hardest. So now there are no longer 5 cats in my house but 4 are left. Another 2 is still sick, but still surviving and fighting for their lives and the other two is very healthy. But the thing is this. It was the youngest in the family of the cats to fall to the claim of the illness and the healthiest among them would be the eldest among them all. Thus this shall end the news about the sadness of my family. But of course may you rest in peace and may you live painlessly in another realm my dear Tinko.







As for the anger part, it is regarding the person who mocked my wings. Nonetheless there were two confrontations with him online in an online chat session. Of course there were many sentences and many statements that he made were somewhat putting me down and also looking down at me and during the first confrontation, he took it as a laughing matter and not taking me seriously. In the first confrontation, he made a grave mistake of including someone dear to me as an example, a degrading example to be exact. Of course I lost my coolness when he pulled that stunt, and a few profanities were quickly thrown at him. Indeed it wasn’t a wise move on my end, but anger overcame me and took the best of me. And for that I do not deny. Within the first confrontation which I forgot to mentioned somewhere in the evening, I fell prey to his overpowering words and also to his statements that really looked down on me like a fool. In the end he said he was busy with assignment. Owh, did I mention that sent him a letter confronting his mockery of my wings and also belittlement of the significance behind my wings. He call it a hatemail, but yet I did not use profanity and just a feint hint of physical threat or so he calls it as I dare him to tell Eddie, my artist, that my wings looks like something that came from a catalog as how he Mr Ronny had put it. And to that extend indeed I put that in because I was filled by anger at how he Mr Ronny had said my wings don’t look good (the first time he chatted with me) and saying it is ugly during the first confrontation. Of course at the end of the first confrontation he said we will read the email I sent him.

It was later that night itself that the second confrontation began. It began after I send him an online message stating that my wings do have significance to me. I did not expect any reply from him as he already mentioned in the first confrontation that he was busy doing his assignment which was due on the following day. But instead to my surprise he did reply and of course I began a proper argument with him and this time without a single profanity used against him. During this confrontation I had more things to say with my longer messages and of course he only could reply with very limited words. There even came to a point where he say he did not deserve all of this and of course I pointed out to him that he does deserve it. He says that he didn’t mean to look down on me, but the way he delivers his messages pointing otherwise in my own point of view. Also in this confrontation, I told him off that he made a grave mistake by mentioning that person dear to me in a degrading example of the person. He soon change topic as though he does not want to talk about it or maybe that he did not know how to counter it. Instead he brought back the topic of him making the statement that my wings are ugly. He continuously apologize but still make statements that still looks down on me, thus make me feel his apology wasn’t sincere. Of course this time he was trying to argue his way back but I gunned him down. He then points out again that he did not deserve the ‘hatemail’ according to him but to me a ‘confrontation mail’ as I did not use vulgarity of any sort within that email of mine. He then starts to mock the email I sent to him by stating something to this sort ‘is this email suppose to make me jump for joy?’ He did make another statement regarding the email before the statement above, but of course I told him off that I it was a ‘confrontation mail’ and not the ‘hatemail’ that he talks soo much about. He then says that he wasted 1 hour of his time after his dinner to talk to me about it and then says he needs to do his work. Of course I was understanding enough and I said okay. Of course he did not realize he wasted my time as well. But he is very selfish and only thinks about himself and thus left the argument. I shall see how things goes and maybe in the future I shall make an arrangement to see him in person to repay him in full.

Ahhhhh of course the details of those 2 paragraphs above are not as detailed as the long messages that were conveyed between the both of us, thus giving very little justice to it. This is exactly the case since the story is told on my end might be biased by a great deal. But this story shall not leave this blog unless it was brought out by one of my few readers that I allow to read my blog. The final decision about this blog is that it shall never be a public blog for everyone to read but only available to those who I have permitted to have access to it.

Now to get the anxiousness out of the way, my anxiousness is not totally about the exams but rather getting to the exam grounds as it is far way and of course there is exam that I need to be there early in the morning and that is my greatest ordeal at the moment. I am anxious whether I can get there in time or not. But if I were to have a car of my own, I would be able to get there within 20 minutes that is for sure. But using the public transport (which by the way seems rather unreliable but much more efficient that the public transport back in M’sia), I risk being late for exams with me having to wait for the public transport and on top of that the journey itself takes nearly an hour to reach via the tram system and that is on a Sunday where the traffic is smooth. So as you can see that I am very anxious about getting to the exam grounds in time for my exams but I am thankful enough that only 1 of my paper is in the morning. The rest is in the afternoon. So of course I am weirder than other students as other students worry about the exam but I on the other hand worry more about getting there in time. I am an on-time/early freak to put in better terms. Hahahahahahaha!!!

Well, I should get going its late now and I need tons of sleep as I shall be getting up early and this time really get out of bed to predict how long I would take to get ready and head out for exams. Lets just say a pre-run for myself. But of course I won’t be going to the exam grounds but rather I am going to go for grocery shopping and also to check out the frequency of the bus which I can take (shorter journey time I predict). And sooo goodbye and enjoy my most biased one sided story of my confrontation with that cheap-low-life-bastard….