The Cat's Bill of Rights

I am the cat, and I have certain inalienable rights:

I have the right to walk over your face anytime I wish, day or night.
I have the right to observe and comment on any and all bathroom behavior. Further, I have the right to be highly offended by any closed door.
I have the right to smell your shoes to detemine if you have been fraternizing or cavorting or frolicking with any highly questionable animals.
I have the right to assist in any food preparation, cooking, cleaning or eating event that may occur in the home.
I have the right to wake you at three in the morning if I find my food dish is not to my satisfaction.
I have the right to tip over any water container I deem unsuitable for consumption.
I have hte right to curse at squirrels and birds that may dare to pass my windows.
I have the right to inspect any grocery items that come into the home. Further, I have the right to inhabit any paper bag or cardboard box that you bring home for as long as I wish.
I have the right to nap at any time and place I darn well please, without the distraction of being called or moved just because you want to sit down, wash your hands or use your computer keyboard.
I have the right to sleep on top of any appliance that is warm.
I have the right to assist in any changing of bed linens and to chase the phantom creatures beneath the sheets.
I have the right to look aloof when scolded for mistaking your toes as one of those pesky phantom creatures that hide beneath the sheets.
I have the right to kill paper-towel rolls that otherwise might sneak up on you at night.
I have the right to your complete attention anytime you sit down to read or work.
And finally, I have the right to be loved, petted, pampered and entertained, for, as you know, the best things in life....purr!
And, should you err in your ways, I will graciously forgive. After all, you are only human, but I love you anyway.

Signed,
The Cat

Racism and the racist~~

I have been browsing thru some blogs from my fellow Malaysians and when i came across this one blog, i felt hurt as i read about this blogger bad-mouthing people from this one state in Malaysia. for those who have read it and agreed with him, that's your business. However, i feel somewhat 'lost respect' towards these type of people. Yes, you can say that what you wrote is being honest to your feelings but as other people read it, doesn't it give shame to us Malaysians? And for those who not only agreed but also would like to add on a few more different states people that you don't like well, that's just over doing it rite?

When it comes to being a multi-racial, multi-lingual and multi-religion country, Malaysians should be proud. Where else can you go and find this type of thing? I mean think about it... do you think when you go to Japan, you can change radio stations and expect them to suddenly talk Chinese or even Tamil maybe? i think not, unless it's a special radio station or somewhat like it. but then again, if you wrote about racism towards different ethnicities then maybe i would've understood why you felt the way you wrote, but instead, you somewhat wrote about people who are the same ethnic as you but the only difference is the state both of you are from.

OK, so maybe they like to treat outsiders differently and maybe when they see people from their own state they will leave you behind just to be with them. So what? Does it change your life in any way? I don't think so rite? So why would you be pissed off about that? When you think about it carefully, when they do something like that, it just shows how loyal they are to their states people and how they seem to go well with each other in a group. How many other states can do like that? What i see when i see a group of people in KL who are from the same state is a bond between them that somehow makes me feel as if no matter where they go, they can always find each other.

It's also the same as if we were studying in a different country. I bet that when you go to a different country, you would also stick together in a group of people from the same country your in and that's a fact. You may think i'm talking bull here but i have been through the hell of racism. i have been picked on, teased and even bullied by people just because i had a dark skin tone. Heck, i didn't care! OK so maybe i cried at times, but it didn't make me white, or changed my hair blonde. It just made me easier to pick on. So i just made friends with people from the same country with me. As time passes by, we all ended up being friends in the end anyways and it didn't matter whether your blonde, or black or tanned. All that was needed was patience, endurance and honesty.

So for those Malaysians still cooped up in your nest, please, stop awhile and think of the after-effects of your so-called-honesty. Maybe you might not see what the fuss is about, but hurting not only the person your hatred is for thats a different story. There are other people there who probably didn't even know anything got hurt as well. We are after all Malaysians, without each other we wouldn't be what we are rite?

a dream, a past and my tears

i had a dream, i saw what i have long forgotten. In my dream, i tried to run away from the hurtful past, but it caught up with me. and when i woke up, i felt the tears streaming down the way it did before. only this time it's not because i was hurt but this time it's because i felt sad and broken-hearted. 

i know i should forget the past, but sometimes it haunts me in my dreams and it always comes in my happiest times. i sometimes wonder, why does my past always comes in my dreams when at times i have forgiven it? does he miss me? or is it because somewhere deep inside me, there is still a part of him?

whatever it is, i know that it was a part me once. i no longer have the feeling of blaming him for what he has done and i hope that he has a good life ahead. i also hope that maybe one day, he'll understand that i did what i had to do so i don't hurt myself any longer. and i  am happy how things are now with my life, my love and my work.

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