Tuesday, May 30, 2006

the only cat. am not afraid of.

ahh.. right. Cats. with a capital S. to others, they are the most adorable animals one could be associated with. with their sizzling eyes, and voluptuous fur, it's indeed without a single doubt that none wont be bedazzled by their beauty.

no. I beg to differ. and I do admit. Cats.. Are..

my worst phobia. the worst of the worst. honestly. i'm afraid of several domestic creatures, like the slimy lizard, the disgusting beetles, as well as the dark flying cockroaches. But the fear of them, is just a mere percentage compared that of the horrifying, distressing creatures of the dark.

Just a slight sight, would sent a shivering chill straight towards the end of my spine. just a realization of them, makes me go around in a huge detour. just a mere crossing of the pesdestrian path, makes me stop in my tracks. just a glance of their eyes, makes me shiver in fear. Just a slight shake from their limps makes me completely still in my walking path. just a minor move of their body, makes me scream in terror. just a brush of their tail, pushes me to a closer step of insanity. just a sudden appearance, makes me run, like am in a marathon.

however, aint it irony. now. this guy of mine, whom makes me grin, like a child hopelessly lost in the abyss of happiness. is a vivid illustration of "the-minute-creature-that-shooked-my-heart".

he drove all the way from the other end of singapore each time, to meet me. he never fails to pick me up after work on every friday nights. he stretch his hand to take my heavy bag working bag, and in a swift moment, placed his arms around my shoulders. he is displeased coz i wana go home myself from jurong. he pushes money into my palm coz i complained i'm short of cash to take the cab home from jurong. he remembered my buggings abt goin to zoo and night safari, and managed to convince his mum about the free passes. he carries my tons of shopping bags without a single complaint. Alrite, there is. But kept still to the minimum. He pratically moved into my place, because I would need his tender goodnight kisses.

no doubt. there are times where he made me real mad. distrustin me. accusing me of "free plays". restricting my movements. disallowing my chillouts with my guyfriends. disapprovin of me goin clubbin. displeased with the fact tat i drink heinekens like tap water after work on thurs, fri, and sats. havin to report my every movement after 6pm, when i knocked off from work. failed to call me during lunchtimes, to remind me he misses me. heh.

however. am in love. with a silly cat. a good cat. a lucky cat. and still. a cat. meow.

beautiful memories on. 9:46:00 am x ........................................