Many say that persistence is just an excuse to cover up stubborness. However, the very few of us persistent people believe ourselves as those who try hard; we don't give up easily - never without a fight and often we are successful. Though of course there are our down times, where our hard work is ignored and of course we'd have a little cry, a rocking in our emo corner, but the next day we wake up and stride our long, strong steps. Because we don't live in dreams - we live in hope, chasing our dreams.
"A thousand mile journey begins with a single step." - Confuscius
Anyway, many of you who know me in real life would have heard that Fuzzball has been returned to me. Yay! *applause* It was a beautiful and unexpected moment and as corny as it may see, I think I might have predicted this occasion. The night before I dreamed of finding Fuzzball and Pompom in front of my house. That very morning a woman knocked on our dog and said she saw our notice about the missing puppies on our house and that she may have one of the dogs. She returned half an hour later with Fuzzball in her arms. We were all so emotional and grateful to this honest woman. She was offered $100 but only took $50 so that she could give it to her daughter whom she said was the person who took care of Fuzzball. Fuzzball was ecstatic to be home. However, he wouldn't let me go to school - every time I walked out the gate he would start barking and making high pitch noises and feeling guilty about leaving him so soon right after our reunion, I had to stay with him for a while. It might be from being lonely without his sister, or maybe he was just really happy to see me. Nevertheless, right after Fuzzball returned, our home became lively again. Day and night we resumed to hearing his constant barking at anything - and I mean anything; birds, neighbouring dogs, bypassers, you name it. Besides cars.
In contrast, we are still in search for Pompom, our female Maltese x Shi Tzu puppy. She is much more frail than Fuzzball and absolutely adores people and the attention she receives from them. The fact is, our family just isn't the same until everybody is at home and Pompom's whereabouts are still unknown. Have you ever heard the cliche quotation that "Dog is a man's best friend"? Well I disagree.I n my perspective my dogs - these puppies, kids - that I raised since that had no teeth are my family. The moment I took them home and slept with them on my aunty's hammock, I knew that I would love them forever and without them, life just isn't worth it all. So if all of you could keep out an open eye for Pompom - this tiny, loved puppy - please contact me. She needs to be home where her brother is waiting for her, and the rest of her family. Thank you for your understanding.
Contact; 0423218976 or b.phuong@hotmail.com
Labels: dogs, hope., maltese, maltese cross shi tzu, persistence, puppy, shi tzu, stubborn
Call it a slut and fuck back harder.As many of you who know me would knew that I had previously owned two Maltese x Shi Tzu puppies. If you were my friends you would had noticed my attachment to them and if you were one of those people who were close to me, you would had known that I loved them more than anything in the world. I called them my kids and saw myself as their Mommy. Well on the 16th of March this year, after coming home from my Dentist appointment, I came home to an empty backyard. All my brothers and my cousin was inside but Pompom and Fuzzball were nowhere to be seen. They were gone and I was all alone. Nobody noticed that they were gone, only me. I started panicking and crying straight away and went around searching for them. There was no luck. They weren't taken by the Brimbank council, neither were they in the Dog Pound. Somebody must've taken them in. Over this situation I broke into depression and started drinking with myself. I couldn't concentrate in school and had to return home early a few times. I hated life and I still do. But if all of you who read this please do me a favour to look out for my puppies. If you see anybody their neighbours with two new dogs that weren't there before please contact me on b.phuong@hotmail.com or call me 0423218976 - Yes, a reward is offered. Your support will really help out a lot.
Besides that, my depression has been adding up as my relatives kept rubbing in my face that I lost my dogs. They didn't understand that it was a serious topic for me and made comments like "Did you make curry out of your dogs?" I cracked and raged it at them and afterwards unofficially disowned my relatives in my heart.
Furthermore, on the 23rd of this Month was parent teacher interview for St Albans Secondary College. I went with my Mother and my first appointment was with my Maths B teacher. I didn't do so well and barely passed one of my tests whilst I failed another. It was because of the depression I am enduring that dragged me behind and lost my commitment to school. My Mother wasn't very happy. Despite the previous years before, I've always done well, she couldn't accept that I did poorly this term. My teacher tried to explain students all have areas where they lack and things they are personally outstanding as. Seeing that I was getting upset, she sent me out of the room and a Coordinator who was also in the same room noticed as well. She came out and hugged me saying "We know you've tried hard.". It was something very touching for me as I was never told this before. When my Mother came out she said she wasn't going to see any other of my bad appointments and went home. Angry at her, I walked to St Albans. I was originally supposed to go to my Dance class at Copperfield College but i was in no condition to dance so I lingered in St Albans and called my friends out. I took a few drags from their cigarettes - which I only do so rarely - and stayed there until around 5 when I returned home. I believe my Mother tried to make up with me, but I had already lost my trust in her. I've lost faith in her so many times - Like a glass globe, it shattered and I had to tape it back again, though the cracks are still visible. However now, I can nolonger tape back the pieces as they're too minuscule. I made myself an ambition; I will try hard at school and become successful and when I have, I will show my 'family' my resentment for them and that they lost me as a child at my weakest time, so they can't have me at my strongest.
I will have my revenge on the supposedly closest people to me.
Labels: Copperfield College, dance, depression, dogs, maltese, maltese cross shi tzu, puppies, shi tzu, St Albans Secondary College, support
HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY JOOLIE!I hope you had a great day with the people you love and that you have a good nights sleep. I'm excited about Saturday ;D
Today, I declined all my invitations out of the house and stayed home under my covers, in front of my computer. You see, it was 38-39 degrees celcius today, I would had been an idiot to leave this house. Of course I did leave to my backyard to find my puppy.
I have three new puppies now. Their names are Happy, Pompom and Toby. Pompom and Toby are seven weeks old and Maltese Cross Shi tzu puppies that we purchased from a breeder. I was suppose to buy them with Dominic, however I bought them with my Mother instead. It was an ironic story, as we were in a car and I told my Mother my plans so that she should give me my bank card and she she scolded me that we didnt have time for them. Suddenly, right after she spotted a board selling puppies and did a U-turn in the round-a-bout and parked in front of those breeder's house. I commented how it was ironic and she laughed it off.
Being Asian, my Mother hassled a good price for the puppies. I remember in the city, I saw Maltese Puppies and Shi tzu's sold for approximate $700, but the breeder was only going to sell us females for $380 and males $350. My Mom kept hassling him until we got a pair of $650, which is obviously lower than a price for one puppy in the pet shop. I was very happy and these two puppies became the objectives of my life. I've grown to love them more and more. Dominic was very disappointed when he heard the news. However I took him shopping and we bought them doggy toys, hair accessories for Pompom and doggy bowls, shampoo and perfume. They're suppose to train us to be good parents and I do believe I've been doing a good job. I've been waking up early at 5 A.M to feed them and when they first arrived they couldn't sleep by themself, therefore resulting in my sleeping on the floor with them.
A while later, Happy arrived. She's seven months old and a breed that i am ignorant of. However, my Mother told me she was a breed from Japan and was very smart. She was given to us by family friends and made a very bad first impression on me. She tried to be 'boss' with my puppies and growled at them constantly so I threatened to 'eat' her. However she has digged her way into my heart and I have also grown to love her and see her as one of my children.
My 3 months with Dominic is tomorrow. We were suppose to watch Avatar in 3D together, but work forced him to delay it until Sunday. He's working full time at his parent's butcher shop in Preston, for these school holidays and Christmas preparations have got them busy. There are more customers and being short on staff is not an option for their business at this crucial time. Moreover, Sunday was also declined for this reason. I was really upset, but there really is no way to change his mind. He also told me he's not sure when the next time he could see me would be. A bit shattering to hear from the person you're currently in a serious relationship with. I am an understanding person, however I'm also persistent, so I will be trying to compromise something. Maybe on that day, at night we could go watch the movie after he's done with work.
Speaking of work, I really need to get a job for these holidays. I'm low on money nowadays since my Mother consfiscated my bank card so that she could keep it to pay my tutor fees. I'm applying for St Albans Bubble Cup, but since I doubt they'll be open these school holidays, I would also be applying at other stalls. I think I will apply for full time.
Well that is all I have to say now, thank you for your patience. With much love, Pandemonium.
P.S: I changed my nickname to Pandemonium. CheeseCake was a name given to me as a joke from a friend, however I find it too childish. The definition of Pandemonium is a place of great chaos and havoc, usually including demons. I've always found this word interesting and somewhat sexy. I know it's immature to be using nicknames like these, however I don't really like my English name and not many people can pronounce my Vietnamese name. Therefore, Pandemonium was chosen. Have a good and and sweet dreams. Hope you drool and wet your bed ♥
Labels: bubble cup, jobs, joolie, maltese, puppies, shit tzu
