the family cat, yao ming, who’s been pregnant for quite some time already, had just given birth this morning.  i apologize for the rashness of such a news.  i know i haven’t really told many people about our cats yet here i am writing a journal about just that with no warning whatsoever.  let me first introduce our cats…

there’s two of them originally.  the older tomcat is called mingming – ‘coz that’s seemingly the most popular name for a cat around here; while the younger tabbycat is called yao ming.  yes, the names aren’t really gender specific but the cats themselves don’t seem to mind.  they were left in our care when their mum, ma ming, who also used to loiter around our house, left and never came back.  the poor orphaned kittens settled down just fine, living off of leftover fish and water.

after a few months, the kittens just grew and we never really noticed how much they’ve grown until an old, fat-faced, ginger tomcat started visiting yao ming.  it was a street cat – a pusakal, in street language – and i believed he and yao ming just hit it off… judging from the scratching, screeching noises we heard every night after that.  i was hoping that some other refined, well-bred cat would knock on our door one day and ask for yao ming’s paw but alas, it didn’t happen that way.  i personally believe that she’s just too young to have kids. but well, what can we do about it?  tsk. tsk.  kittens these days…

anyways, it happened.  she started getting rounder around the waist.  then she gave birth to four little balls of fur this morning.  they’re really cute.  two of them are actually fighting over the same nipple! they’d just start clawing away at each other and squealing whenever one tried to take over that single nipple.  they’re all blind at the mo’ and they can’t walk steadily just yet.  but they’re quite resilient considering they’re only a day old.  such is the power of natural instinct.

6 cats in the house… it’s a dream come true for a cat-lover!

this is going to be short and sweet.

you don’t know me.  you think you do, but you have no idea.  you haven’t even began to grasp my entire being.  you couldn’t possibly know me completely.  i only tell you a mere fraction of who i really am.  and you’re too preoccupied with your selfish interests to dig deeper. 

you don’t mess with things you don’t know.  and you don’t know me.  you don’t know what i’m capable of.  i’m not as nice as you think i am.  i CAN do malevolent acts when provoked.  lucky for you, i still have a life to live.  if i’ve got nothing else to lose, i’d have done something to you to make you wish you haven’t met me at all.

you don’t know what i’ve been through.  YOU HAVE NO IDEA. i have seen and experienced things you wouldn’t think could possibly ever happen to a girl like me.  try imagining the worst and you’ll get a slight idea.  i’ve grown too old and too worn out at this age and time when i ought to be enjoying my life.  i am a very troubled person.

you’d do well to judge me after all that i’ve written/said.  you’ve said a lot of things about me behind my back. and i know every single one of them too well.

and you’re right.  i’m not like you guys.  i am abnormal.  i am a freak. 

doesn’t that scare you?

as our oceans part by divine intercession and by our own resolve, we leave, with sweet sadness, the foams of disillusion which have clouded the waves – we finally see our destination clearly.  and though we desperately try and cast our anchors to the bottom, we long to reach other shores.  it is for the fulfillment of sirens’ prophecies that we keep our sails amast and our ships gliding through unreachable horizons. it is for the greater glory that we embark on a voyage of our own.

i shall not say goodbye.  i shall not write letters.  i shall not weep.  and neither will you.  for our destinies are not far from colliding under these comet-ladden skies. the world is round and the farther we go on opposite directions, the closer we become.  we will never be estranged.  we will never forget.  we will stumble upon our own reminiscences as we conquer the world and its seas.  as we grow apart, we shall both learn the value of time and we will acquire the wisdom of the ages.

someday soon, our ships will rest upon the same coast.  we shall meet again…

i shall not say goodbye.  i shall not write letters.  i shall not weep. 

and neither will you…