Just watched a video of Bill and Tom (from Tokio Hotel) supporting PETA Campaign about awareness against animal cruelty in circuses. I'm touched that celebs would be concerned enough to try understand the pain animals go through, because usually famous people around the world "love" doing charity only for a good reputation. But in this case it's totally different... by the way they answered in the interview and especially the part where Bill mentioned about the first dog they adopted, the previous owner tormented the dog badly and was in a critical condition. It's really sweet of them to do this photo shoot. I respect them more and more for not just being able to make music.... also able to let go of temptations and becoming a vegan. But well, as Bill shares the history of his dog, I can't help but think of my first dog, who I love so much up til now. I'm not sure did I mention about him in my blog, but I'm just going to introduce him from starting til the day it lasted.

Firstly, since it's a he of course it's a male. Secondly, we named him Dino because he's got a patch of white fur like a diamond on his head. He is the awesomest thing that came into my life. In my childhood days, everyday I feel like I'm in hell.... In the morning, besides being waken up by an alarm clock.... it's usually because my mom and dad arguing or fighting downstairs that wakes me. After that, I go to school and I get picked on by all my classmates (53 classmates to be exact) well except 2 or 3 of them. The teachers are the worst, teachers are suppose to never give up on their students and also take action when someone is being bullied everyday in class. And my "beloved" teacher Cikgu Anuar, seriously thank you.. thank you so much for bullying me together with the class and your sarcasm is soemthing I can't forget. When I get home my sister tortures me because my mom favors me more. At night mom and dad starts throwing things at each other. And I have no idea how to do my homework, and the next day the same routine starts all over again. And one day I saw him in my house when I just came back from school, turns out he followed my sister all the way back home. I was so happy to have him, but my parents hate having pets. It was tough keeping him when my parents are complaining all the time, but when I'm with him all my miseries just suddenly went missing and I could instantly smile naturally when he wiggles his tail and looks at me with those gorgeous eyes. Every moment I spent with him was gold, the feeling remains forever for he is the only thing that made me happy without any criticism or ignorance. Until one day Dino when into my neighbour's house and murdered all his flowers [what a gay ass lol] the next day after I went to school my parents took the chance to throw him away at usj 11 to make sure he doesn't find his way home ever again. When I got home that day I couldn't find him, I called my parents and they told me what they did for that whole day I just sat by the door until dinner time hoping he finds his way back.... but in the end he didn't. From that day onwards I never get to see him ever again... I gave my parents a piece of my mind and they felt guilty so the next day morning at 7am, me and my dad went to usj 11 by foot until evening time and still no sign of Dino.... and there is where it lasted for me. What hurts the most is that my parents couldn't even spare me one small favor to keep me happy. Everyday when I eat... I wonder if he's hungry.. is he drinking water from the puddle? is he eating from the garbage? When I sleep with my blanket on I wonder if he's cold at night... When it's raining heavily I wonder does he have a place to shelter him or would anyone take him in? Would he think that I don't love him anymore?


ps: for Tokio Hotel fans... please grow up, stop with the "I think I wanna be a Vegan" shit, if you're doing it because of Tokio Hotel, it will never last more than a month. Because you're not seeing it at their point of view, you're just trying to be like them just so you can get closer to them and FYI being a vegan isn't easy because you can't eat meat, bread, ice cream, cake or anything that includes eggs or milk. I myself love animals too... and because of that I turn vegetarian (not vegan), which was my strong decision and I don't care what others say or do.. it took me like 3-4 months to control myself from craving meat because I was a BIG meat eater before this. Thinking of how they're going to be separated from their own kind and being killed just so I can eat them seems so selfish and ignorant, that's pretty much how I got over my cravings. It's not about how easy or hard it is, it's how determine you are about these kind of issues.