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Zsazsa had her first furcut (yes, furcut, as opposed to haircut since she only has fur) today. Cute??
Somehow, her new cut makes her look fatter than ever! Even the groomer commented that she was, er, meaty. 
After all the horror stories about dog abuse and other la di da, my mother refused to let me leave the dog at the pet shop. She insisted that I hang around the shop while the dog is being groomed.
So i figured i might as well get the groomer to come to my house instead.
Anyway, I paid $40 for the groomer (jolyn) to come to my place for a full grooming session.
The only problem was that I had to supply my own shampoo and because I didn’t pass her the ear cleaning liquid, that was left undone too.
Can’t say it was a super value for money job but i think the overall result is not too bad. Any feedback?
As for Zsa zsa, she seemed pretty happy…i guess getting rid of all that fur was a real relief. hehe.
Anyway, for those of you who might be interested to find out more about Jolyn, click here.
Oh, and how did I find out about Jolyn? I managed to google her.
I hereby declare that you can find the answers for anything on Google. 
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Zsazsa had her first furcut (yes, furcut, as opposed to haircut since she only has fur) today. Cute??
Somehow, her new cut makes her look fatter than ever! Even the groomer commented that she was, er, meaty.
After all the horror stories about dog abuse and other la di da, my mother refused to let me leave the dog at the pet shop. She insisted that I hang around the shop while the dog is being groomed.
So i figured i might as well get the groomer to come to my house instead.
Anyway, I paid $40 for the groomer (jolyn) to come to my place for a full grooming session.
The only problem was that I had to supply my own shampoo and because I didn’t pass her the ear cleaning liquid, that was left undone too.
Can’t say it was a super value for money job but i think the overall result is not too bad. Any feedback?
As for Zsa zsa, she seemed pretty happy…i guess getting rid of all that fur was a real relief. hehe.
Anyway, for those of you who might be interested to find out more about Jolyn, click here.
Oh, and how did I find out about Jolyn? I managed to google her.
I hereby declare that you can find the answers for anything on Google.
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There is a cost to everything we do. As they say, you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
I can’t do salsa, go to the gym, hang out with my friends, pamper my dog, get to know my parents and siblings, make time for God, try out new activities, work AND find time to cuddle up with my bf all at once.
I tried that before…sacrificing sleep to try and cram as much as I possible could into one day. I would ignore the pain in my knee and feet as I danced through the night. I dismissed the circles and bags under my eyes and the tired look I had on my face all the time.
At the end of the day, all i had was quantity, not quality .
I was also exhausted and, horror of horrors, started looking older than I should. I then started to question why the hell was I trying to kill myself, and if i even liked what I was doing at all.
There are opportunity costs for everything we do.
I can dance all night, 4 times a week, but it will be at the expense of my bad knee and feet.
I can work late and meet up with my friends but it will be at the expense of jp.
I can stay over more often at jp’s house, but i will leave zsa zsa lonely at home.
I can go home to play with zsa zsa but I won’t be able to meet so many friends for dinner or drinks.
I can hang out with friends often, but will need to sacrifice sleep and shopping money.
The list can go on forever.
What I want to know is, is JP sacrificing his time with me to pursue his work, his salsa and his never-ending drinks at Union with Patrick, that is the question. Sometimes I wonder, when he says he can’t meet me or has alot of work to do, how is it that he can still hang out dancing the night away 3 times a week?
He dances all night, but at the expense of not getting work done.
He can work, but loses sleep.
He sleeps and doesn’t entertain me.
Sometimes, I can’t help but suspect, that i am the thing to give.
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There is a cost to everything we do. As they say, you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
I can’t do salsa, go to the gym, hang out with my friends, pamper my dog, get to know my parents and siblings, make time for God, try out new activities, work AND find time to cuddle up with my bf all at once.
I tried that before…sacrificing sleep to try and cram as much as I possible could into one day. I would ignore the pain in my knee and feet as I danced through the night. I dismissed the circles and bags under my eyes and the tired look I had on my face all the time.
At the end of the day, all i had was quantity, not quality .
I was also exhausted and, horror of horrors, started looking older than I should. I then started to question why the hell was I trying to kill myself, and if i even liked what I was doing at all.
There are opportunity costs for everything we do.
I can dance all night, 4 times a week, but it will be at the expense of my bad knee and feet.
I can work late and meet up with my friends but it will be at the expense of jp.
I can stay over more often at jp’s house, but i will leave zsa zsa lonely at home.
I can go home to play with zsa zsa but I won’t be able to meet so many friends for dinner or drinks.
I can hang out with friends often, but will need to sacrifice sleep and shopping money.
The list can go on forever.
What I want to know is, is JP sacrificing his time with me to pursue his work, his salsa and his never-ending drinks at Union with Patrick, that is the question. Sometimes I wonder, when he says he can’t meet me or has alot of work to do, how is it that he can still hang out dancing the night away 3 times a week?
He dances all night, but at the expense of not getting work done.
He can work, but loses sleep.
He sleeps and doesn’t entertain me.
Sometimes, I can’t help but suspect, that i am the thing to give.
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Have you ever felt that Time is just sneaking around and waiting to catch you unaware so that you will very suddenly realize that a decade or 2 has just passed you by?
Was walking home today when i noticed that the atrium* just next to my block was available for use. Usually, it’s occupied by kids kicking a ball around, or kids and their maid(s) playing badminton and whatnot. But today, it was empty.
And I thought to myself that it’d be great if I could have a game with my brothers since i was back home early for a change.
But, when i reached home, I found that Jonathan was away at camp and wouldn’t be back for days and Daniel was in the toilet bathing and playing badminton would the LAST thing on his mind.
I feel kinda sad..because it was only not that long ago that they were clamouring to get me to play with them and at that time, I was only interested in boys and shopping. Well, not that im not interested in boys and shopping now…i’m just not so interested anymore.
I suspect that i may actually need to book appointments to meet up with my brothers now…what with them growing up and such. But guess I can always do what my mother does when she wants to talk to me.
Email.
*You can play mini-tennis, or badminton or whatever mini game you fancy at the atrium. It’s got those giant spotlight things and the court is lit up till about 11pm or so every night.
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Anyway, we started talking..and everything was fine until he suddenly announced that HE WAS GETTING MARRIED THIS 9th of DECEMBER!
I was like, what?!!!!
I remember how he used to complain about his control-freak of a gf. The girl is okay..just really anal about certain things. Like no drinking. No clubbing. No going home late. And no smoking. Blah, blah, blah.
To cut a long story short, all I remember of her is how my friend would have to sneak around, behind her back, to hang out with us. I also remember how annoyed he waas for having to “hide” in such a pathetic fashion, and how we used to laugh at him for not standing up for himself.
To make matters worse, she was a vegetarian and he didn’t exactly enjoy greens. Think there was some religion issue as well or something.
And now THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED!
The passionate and the cold. The quick-tempered and the mild. The forth-coming and the reserved. The polar opposites.
I guess miracles do happen afterall.
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Have you ever felt that Time is just sneaking around and waiting to catch you unaware so that you will very suddenly realize that a decade or 2 has just passed you by?
Was walking home today when i noticed that the atrium* just next to my block was available for use. Usually, it’s occupied by kids kicking a ball around, or kids and their maid(s) playing badminton and whatnot. But today, it was empty.
And I thought to myself that it’d be great if I could have a game with my brothers since i was back home early for a change.
But, when i reached home, I found that Jonathan was away at camp and wouldn’t be back for days and Daniel was in the toilet bathing and playing badminton would the LAST thing on his mind.
I feel kinda sad..because it was only not that long ago that they were clamouring to get me to play with them and at that time, I was only interested in boys and shopping. Well, not that im not interested in boys and shopping now…i’m just not so interested anymore.
I suspect that i may actually need to book appointments to meet up with my brothers now…what with them growing up and such. But guess I can always do what my mother does when she wants to talk to me.
Email.
*You can play mini-tennis, or badminton or whatever mini game you fancy at the atrium. It’s got those giant spotlight things and the court is lit up till about 11pm or so every night.
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Anyway, we started talking..and everything was fine until he suddenly announced that HE WAS GETTING MARRIED THIS 9th of DECEMBER!
I was like, what?!!!!
I remember how he used to complain about his control-freak of a gf. The girl is okay..just really anal about certain things. Like no drinking. No clubbing. No going home late. And no smoking. Blah, blah, blah.
To cut a long story short, all I remember of her is how my friend would have to sneak around, behind her back, to hang out with us. I also remember how annoyed he waas for having to “hide” in such a pathetic fashion, and how we used to laugh at him for not standing up for himself.
To make matters worse, she was a vegetarian and he didn’t exactly enjoy greens. Think there was some religion issue as well or something.
And now THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED!
The passionate and the cold. The quick-tempered and the mild. The forth-coming and the reserved. The polar opposites.
I guess miracles do happen afterall.
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Seems like everyone around me is plagued by issues of the heart recently.
I, for one, spent the weekend biting jp’s head off. I just couldn’t help it..I was in a very disagreeable mood last weekend. The leftovers of the bout of depression earlier on in the week.
Oh, we’ve kissed and made up since. And yes, I AM sorry.
Sometimes, I wonder if I need help. Sometimes, I wonder why the smallest, littlest things make me go off. Sometimes I wonder if have issues with expressing myself. Sometimes I wonder if I’m going crazy. Sometimes, I wonder…if I am turning into my father.
Maybe I should start saving money in case I really need the reclining couch in future. Those things are exorbitantly priced!
Anyway, back to what I was saying…
Someone I know compared love to a rubber band. Another person I know thinks that you just need love, not marriage. And yet another wonders if it’s even love.
Came across this (in my opinion, very wise and very succinctly put) snippet on one of life’s greatest mysteries…
There is no one answer to why people want to be together…….
and it is idealistic to think that people get together for love. Every couple is together for different causes. Some for bearing children, some for security, some for money, some for mere campanionship etc. For whatever reason you choose, make sure you are ready to live with it. Do not compare.
Choose a partner who accepts you as you are…….
because frankly, life is tiring enough as it is to pretend to be someone you are not. What it comes down to is, if you can be youself at your weakest with this person without being judged, he is probably the one for you.
If the two of you are not compatible in bed, you two are probably not going to last…….
Whatever it is, love always needs work. It never happens like in the movies.
Like what my friend says in his rubbery theory, love is like a rubberband – pull it too taut and it will snap. Leave it alone for too long, and time will rot the rubber away.
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This is Zsazsa with her toy dinosaur..after losing a teensy bit of weight..hehe.
• Dogs only sweat from the bottoms of their feet, the only way they can discharge heat is by panting. Dogs and wolves yawn as a sign of contentment.
• Dogs have about 100 different facial expressions, most of them made with the ears.
Unfortunately, the likes of bulldogs and pitbulls only have 10, due to their breeding. Therefore, these dogs easily get misinterpreted by other dogs and often get into fights.
• One of the worlds oldest breeds of dog is the Saluki. It is thought to have been developed in ancient Mesopotamia around 3000 B.C.
• “Three dog night” (attributed to Australian Aborigines) came about because on especially cold nights these nomadic people needed three dogs (dingos, actually) to keep from freezing.
• A dog’s sense of smell is one of the keenest in nature. If a pot of stew was cooking on a stove, a human would smell the stew, while the dog could smell the beef, carrots, peas, potatoes, spices, and all the other individual ingredients in the stew. In fact, if you unfolded and laid out the delicate membranes from inside a dogs nose, the membranes would be larger than the dog
itself.
• It was recently discovered that dogs DO see in color, just not as vivid as the color that humans see.
• Two dogs survived the sinking of Titanic, yes that’s right, two DOGS survived. They escaped on early lifeboats carrying so few people that no one objected. Miss Margaret Hays of New York brought her Pomeranian with her in lifeboat No. 7, while Henry Sleeper Harper of the publishing family boarded boat No. 3 with his Pekinese, Sun Yat Sen.
• Giving dogs chocolate could be fatal for them, because theobromine, an ingredient of chocolate, stimulates the central nervous system and cardiac muscle. About 1.1 kg of milk chocolate or just 146 g of cooking chocolate (which has more theobromine per gram) could kill a 22 kg dog.
• In the original 101 Dalmatians movie, Pongo has 72 spots, Perdita has 68 and each of the puppies has 32
