Ripped off from Kitty's blog. After hanging up, her plight seems to reflect mine. Just that she's in a more terrible state. But at least she has a shelter. Where will I go when I leave thsi home?

Her sister never seems to learn the menaing of family. Come to think of it, does my dargonlady think of it? Are we merely their pets whom they strive to bound for life? I never know my part in this family? The decorative background or the show-off instrument?

Is Ting just a sister? Or a companion when loneliness strikes? Oh I don't know how these people think. Only that it upsets me.

She deosn't have a proper family. I have a dysfunctional family. If anything good comes out of this, its her finding someone to lean on. For once I'm not as worried about her. Coz she's in good hands. Not to mention she's much better.

Hey Kitty! She'll never have a family. We'll have ours! Anyway I'll want to work myself to death after As. Never to look back at this life again. We can do it together. Look beside you! You have somebody to rely on.

Actually now that I've come to think of it, the parallel between us...is...that is another analysis. Another day.

& I just realised I hate the girl in the picture. she's one example of stick insects walking the Earth. I'm still the dinosuar.

P.S. Yun commented that she expected a sombre black blog...Not a colourful hippie flowery kind. Is black what comes to mind when you think of me?