Demoiselle en Détresse

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I just came back from sending my brother to a workshop to get my dad's car. It was sent there few days ago due to a broken window. The workshop is located in Petaling Jaya. Being me, a demoiselle en détresse when it comes to roads and directions, of course I obviously, have strayed from the flock and went the opposite direction from home!

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Based on some relevant studies made, it has been said that we use only 10% of our brain. Is that the reason why at times, (or is it most of the times?), that I could not find my way out when I am nowhere to be found in an unfamiliar neighborhood? Or does that has something got to do with me being a lefty? *grins*

I have been told about this myth millions of times before, (especially when I got myself lost in the middle of nowhere!), that lefty crowd are very hopeless when it comes to their sense of directions. Shockingly, there are even forums created just to discuss on this matter! Maybe it is not just a myth, after all? Or maybe it is just another reason for me to point out so as to cover my clumsy idiotic self? Me being a complete fruitcake with a cherry on top! Haha...

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While I was typing this entry at this very moment, two of my cats are sitting down in front of me and cleaning themselves off. They lick their paws clean. Then roll on the floor, flailing their tails and meowing. Cats. Oh, and don't forget their cute, innocent faces looking at you!

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And at that very moment, I thought of; how would it be to be as happy as a cat where you don't have to think about anything at all and just be worried about which part of the fur that need to be extra groomed? Which paws have I not cleaned earlier? Or, when should I meows to get the attention to be fed. Instead of not to get lost in a maze of streets and signboards?

But then again, I am happy with who and what I am now. I don't mind being stuck in a traffic of a God-knows-what-street-name have I got myself lost into ~ who knows, while I was searching for the right directions, I will somehow meet that adorable someone whom I soon be with? (in your dreams! haha...) Or being a lefty. Truthfully, I have discovered that lefty, in fact, has so many phenomenal characteristics, which I strongly believed (or I'd like to make myself believe!) that the righty are extremely envy me for! *grins*

What about  you? What do you think?

Got to now. Until then, take care. xxx

Do Cats Really Have Nine Lives?

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Massive headache. That is what it is.

I thought it will go away after the amazing hot shower, but hey... guess what? It's still there. And it is driving me insane! :(

Now. I have not been blogging for about a week already. Why? It's my laptop. 'She' has gone nuts! At first, the screen was flickering endlessly as if the microchips are having an extremely jolly Christmas party in there. Then, it has gone black, I mean... P-I-T-C-H B-L-A-C-K, as if it was the end of the world, or like someone forgot to pay the bills and the electricity was terminated! So now, that is why I am without a laptop. It's mad! I know. It is mad.

Therefore, that is why I am blogging using mom's laptop at the moment. And she does not usually have her laptop with her, you see. But luckily, she brought it back tonight. So, here I am. :)

Well, here goes. I had a wondrous thought about cats earlier today. See. They said that cats have NINE lives. But do they really have NINE lives??? For real, like?


I was thinking about the huge 'mess' that I am in at the moment. And say, if I have tried by all means and I still could not 'detangle' it? And what if... I mean, what if, it has gone really really really reallyyyyy bad? Can I just 'be dead' and then simply liven up my eight other lives to live like what cats usually do? That would be awesomely fantastic, is it not? And say, later, when you again, have got yourself into another tricky-web-situation or such, you can easily lose yourself out by just 'be dead', (again!) and then continuously use up your remaining lucky lives? Right?

But the issue in question is, do cats really have NINE lives? Do they?

How I wish life can be as simple as that. Or even more, to live like a child who does less thinking but more play. So you don't have to get stuck in any kind of mess and of course, with that you then don't have to worry whether do the cats have NINE lives is real or just a myth! Haha..

That would just be ridiculously perfect life one could ever had.

What do you think?

Good night, all! :)