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and i think i'm boring, so if you're bored and you want to laugh at other boring people, welcome. but you don't necessarily have to tell me i'm boring though, *glances at tagboard*. sooooo, let's have a little talk about me.

yesterday for cca, we went to the singapore science centre for GAME THEORY! :D
it was given some Dr Manjit (whatever his name is).
and lo and behold!

i fell asleep.

which provided sylvia and meien LOTS OF ENTERTAINMENT.
coz i was sitting in between them.
actually before the seminar started i was doodling on my foolscap paper about cockles and lala and oreo and constipation.
then the speaker started speaking, and it caught my interest for awhile.
then my eyelids started to droop..
lower..
and lower..
then lam sylvia poked me with a pen.
like, into my ribs there.
HARD.

duh i was like. suddenly sitting up super straight.
IT HURT ALRIGHT.
stupid lam sylvia pokes HARD.
ugh.
i was rubbing my side and trying to listen to the guy speak when i started getting sleepy again.

oh yeah. this time to wake me up, MEIEN & LAM SYLVIA (the evil twins) DREW ON ME.
like, with a pen and all.
they DOODLED on my ARMS.
note that it's in plural.
if you guys haven't forgotten, i was in between them.
so that explains why i was DOODLED on both arms.
tsk.
and as usual.
LAM SYLVIA'S DOODLES hurt MORE;
coz her pen is like. 0.38.
WHICH IS DAMN THIN, THE TIP.
WHICH HURTS LIKE UGH.

then i folded my arms to protect my exposed and doodled arms from more doodling, especially from someone who owns a stupid 0.38 uniball pen.
and i fell asleep yet again.
hohoho.
THIS TIME i almost DIED.
*drum roll*
i was FLICKED on the right cheek by LAM SYLVIA'S METAL FINGERS.
it damn bloody HURT can.
and you think my left cheek was spared?
oh no you don't.
MEIEN SLAPPED ME.
ugh.
now you know how painful my life is.

well i learnt my lesson.
after that TORTUROUS ORDEAL, i managed to stay wide awake after that.
and even for staying awake, lam sylvia "accidentally" scratched me with her blasted 0.38 pen.
ugh.
stupid.

now the whole rvcc except for yr1s have to do a 150 word reflection about game theory.
which i missed 3/4 of.
grawr!
so now i don't know what i'm gonna do.

after game theory actually we wanted to go play with water at the waterworks.
but apparently none of us except sylvia thought of the fact that if we got our outsides (clothes) wet, our insides (underwear) will get wet too.
and none of us brought extra :D
well, we didn't wanna walk around with wet insides, so we decided to forfeit the water playing.
we trooped straight to JEC for dinner tgt, then went to change into club tee so that we can go arcade.
but some of us got caught :X
so we went to take NEOPRINTS! :D













it was super fun!
WE LOVE RVCC LOADS AND LOADS AND LOADS AND LOADS! <33333333333333333333333333
all 12 of us squeezed into a single booth and almost died.
hahahaha!
but yuching left early :X
yuching, don't worry, I STILL LOVE YOU! ((:
anyway, some unfortunate stuff happened in the neoprint shop.
BUT.
LET'S NOT WORRY ABOUT THAT FOR NOW.
woohoo.

after neoprints, meien and i went back, coz it was alr 630++.
yup.
and on the mrt we were chatting about the JI escapee.
O.O
alrighty.
end of yesterday!
===
okay. i'm gonna be emo from now.
today's saturday.
which means my mom's colleague came to take a look at patchy.
well. my mom's colleague, her daughter, and her father came.
my mom's colleague's father's gonna be the one who's gonna look after patchy.

anyway.
they played and patchy and stuff.
then when my mom asked her colleague's dad whether he liked patchy, he said yes.
so i guess you guys out there know what that means.

they (my mom and her colleague) started talking about the transferral of papers and ownership and stuff.
like in front of my face.
and it's like.
suddenly my mom's colleague asked her, "Can your daughter bear to give him away?"
and my mom answered, "No, of course not! But we've been talking about giving him away for about a year already, and she finally consented."

HELLO.
yes, i know i have stated that i'm trying not swear.
so i won't.
but PLEASE.
if i had really given my consent, do you think i'll be in tears over him?
do you think i'll spend so much time begging my friends to take him?
do you think i'll waste my breath trying to convince you to let me keep him?
DO YOU REALLY THINK SO?

when i heard that blasted sentence, do you know how i felt?
i don't know too.
but i know it hurt.

i know you guys reading this out there is probably thinking what a retard i am for brooding like this over some dog.
well whatever.
this dog means alot to me so if you're not happy reading this then go away.
i have come to a stage where i don't care how many hits i get or how much money i can earn from this blog.
hence explaining the absence of the adverts.
because this is MY blog, and i shall say what i want.
this is my diary, and i'm motivated to write in it because it's online.
i can't stand writing in stupid little books about my day.
so get lost if you don't like what you're seeing, because i'm already kind enough to allow you into my privacy.
i don't care what you think.
because patchy's my bestest bestest bestest best friend in this whole wide world.
BLEH.

wellwellwell.
whatever!
back to the topic.

and from what i overheard, my mom's colleague is probably gonna come abduct patchy on tuesday.
past 6.
everything's gonna go with him, his favourite toys, his cage, his treats, everything.
what use have i got for them anyway.
well they carry memories.
memories that will cease to exist one day.
ha ha ha.

they're coming on a tuesday.
it's a cca day.
which means i might not get to even say goodbye to him.
past 6.
i don't know past 6 when.
i'm so afraid i won't even get to play with him one last time.

they say i can visit him.
so?
he won't be my dog anymore.
he'll be someone else's.
and he won't recognize me as his owner.
he'll recognize me as a stranger.

do you know why patchy's my bestest bestest bestest best friend in this whole wide world?
because no matter what happens, whether i'm rich or poor, ugly or beautiful, mean or kind;
he'll always love me unconditionally.
there won't be catfights, dogfights, whatever.
there won't be backstabbing.
and when i need someone to talk to, about things that i can't talk about to my friends, he's there.
plus he won't tell ((:

it's a very cold day today!
brrrr.
tomorrow's sunday.
i'm going to church, then to art class.
then comes monday.
i'll be in school the whole day to do music.
and comes tuesday.
i'll waste the day in school, plus cca.
and then?
when then comes, i'll see.
it'll the the first day in 5 years, that i'll come home to a quiet house.





i don't know.
maybe it IS my fault.
those 5 years.
perhaps if i could just rewind everything;
he wouldn't have to go.

i don't know what else to say.

"Hi, my name is Kristalynn. I have a dog called Patchy and i love him a lot. I can't describe him because he's indecribable and he loves me unconditionally. He loves to lick me and he likes people to pat him. He rubs his nose against people because he wants them to pat him. He's my favourite dog in the world!"

if i cry in the next few days in school, please bear with me.

i want a hug so bad D:

& i may never get this chance again;
goodbye.

I'll never forget you; i love you lots :D




AND i'll be strong in the name of the Lord, because i know he is beside me and holding my hand right now, in my time of need. Amen.