Wait a minute, I know what happened to it!

In these 2 months, I have been to Atlantis, travelling back and forth the Pegasus Galaxy and the Milky Way via jump gates. I stayed a while in Babylon 5, renewing my acquaintances with Captain Sheridan, Ambassador Delenn, Londo and G'Kar. I have also travelled in many worlds in search of a cure for the Drakh plague. And perhaps tomorrow, I am embark on the Ring Quest.

I suspected it could be the floor detergent the weekly cleaner uses. I have repeatedly told her to use mine. I shall insist that she don't make that mistake again.

The rashes cleared up in 2 days! The vet actually suggested castration for him too. She said, that the testes could be abrasing the groin. What a drastic action! To castrate because of skin irritation! I wonder how many eunachs of the olden days do it for skin irritation.

During these past few days, while he was on medication, he seemed a little more moody, demanding more attention and affection. Anything for my Baby.

While we were at the vet, there were 3 Rotweillers. Big, massive, majestic and intimidating. When they walk in to the waiting room, you could see that everybody either took a step back or pushed their chairs a close as possible to the wall. There were other smaller dogs and cats too but Wookie decided he 'belonged' to the bigger group. He only barked at the Rotweillers. But I was afraid he will just irritate them. They could just chomp Wooks up, lick their lips and think, 'mmmmmmmmmmmmm, I am still hungry!'. So everytime, one of them walk past, I had to distract Wookie by holding his face CLOSE to mine, thuse covering his side view.

And Wooks weight a grand total of 6.9 KG now! I looked at the chart for weights of different dog breeds. A shih tzu should be between 5-7 KG. He's very nearly there!!!!! A little bit more and he's an overweight dog. Then I can enter him into the 'World's Biggest Loser', dog category!

My little corner here, is simply, and will always be, my little corner for my thoughts. My target audience? Myself, sometime in the future. I have re-read some of my older postings. And to my delight, these thoughts ran through my mind; "Did THAT happened?" or "Oh, I've forgotten that" or "Oh, this is a good one"

Others whom have walked across my pages are just simply extra little perks for me. I occasionally check my 'tracking thingy'. Sometimes, there will be many visitors in the week and sometimes, if cyber pages can develop cobwebs, Incy Wincy Spiders will be crawling all over. Sometimes, not even I visit for weeks.

But for as long as possible, I'll continue. Perhaps, I'll even learn to throw a 'party' here at the 10th birthday.

One of the groups of dancers in last week's concert was so bad, I thought I needed to change my name and migrate. But that's not the actual reason.

The actual reason is the haze. It's so bad these days, one feels is if one is wandering in a dream-like state. There were certain moments when it felt as if I have gone back to foggy London, then the tropical heat hits me, and I am slapped back into reality.

Any moment now, I am expecting strange deadly creatures to venture out of the haze to kill or maim us, like in Stephen King's Myst. Perhaps, they are, already, except those deadly creatures kill or maim one's respiratory organs. I have been to the doctors no less than 3 times now for the past month, for coughs and sore throats. The other members of the family have been taking turns with me too. We are quite notorious with Dr. Tay now. I even have chats with him about Hong Kong singers' concerts and awful wedding dinners he's been to.

Back to the subject at hand.............migration. I want to migrate to some nice quiet island. That island must not be very small. It must have some small town somewhere, where I can go to, when I get too lonely in my small but adequate house by the sea. It must have a CLEAR SKY. The air must smell fresh. It must not be laced with a smokey, chokey smell. The sun must not be red. The water must be clear.

Does such a place exist? But not without a hefty price tag, I am sure. One which I definitely CAN'T afford. So meantime, I'll just be sniffing smokey air like the rest of Malaysians.

Weeks and months of planning, of sweating, of hard work both in the physical and mental department paid off.

A few days ago, when I was really sick, when my morale was low and when I could not get to the studio to teach and rehearse, I felt so NOT READY.

I used to love to do jigsaw puzzles. I still do, only my eyesight does not permit anymore. But I always feel that 'rush' when I am near the end, nearly completing the puzzle. The last few puzzles placed in its place at super speed. Sometimes, I have the image imprinted in my brain, I do not even need to see when I place the pieces. I just 'know'.

I think I am feeling that 'rush' now. Or, perhaps I am 'high' on medication? Nevertheless, It seemed to be coming altogether.

Yes, the magic has began. Let the show begin......................................

Do you really know me? Do you really know me enough to judge me?

Have you been inside my head? Do you know what is going on in my life?

Do you feel the pain?