Look At The Moon

15-7-11

Dear diary,

Hohoho. Nice to see you again little bloogie. This time, I won't write " lazy to update " this three words. If not right, I will be strangled by someone. I don't have the time to update so often, so don't scold me. But sometimes I, er, you know la... No need to say la.

In this post, I'm going to sing you a song. Enjoy : D

One little two little three little fishes
Four little five little six little fishes
Seven little eight little nine little fishes
Ten little DEAD fishes.

Let me tell you why I wrote this. Two weeks ago, my daddy bought 10 fishes which cost RM9. I was surprised as I didn't think he would buy fishes which are still alive. He usually buys fishes from the 'pasar' for my mum to cook them. He put the fishes into a Tupperware container, a huge one. I don't really like guppies or any fishes coz I think they're yucky and disgusting as well. I don't see why people like to keep them. No offence hoh people!

Oh yea. Back to the fishy-fish-fish story. My dad says:" I think the fish are cute. I like it when they swim here and there. They can help me to exercise my eyes." Exactly that night when my dad bought the fishes, one fish died. I don't know why it died. Sighs. Pity that fish. Two weeks later, there were about 3 fishes left. Sadly, all of the fishes were dead the day after. Dad gave them sufficient amount of food and clean water and clean air. I don't get why they leave us so quickly. Such a failure. Hah. Nevermind. Rest in peace, fishes. Mum warned dad not to buy guppy again to prevent from killing them indirectly.

This puff fish is extremely cute! One pic only for this post to make sure that you are still awake.

I guess I'm going to stop now. I'm smelly. I need to bath. Oh so sorry. No pictures for yeh. The fishes need some privacy. They begged me not to upload their pictures here. Everything is valuable and we need to respect them.

See you later!