i have completely buried myself in work. heavily splurging my time away in solmart and the occasional tuition. wateva remaining is to be shared among my ah bu bao, the little bundle of joy (i refuse to believe he is 3 and running faster than i am and tearing the house down) and my other commitments (which include my very very very sacred mahjong, clubbing and ktv sessions).

i wish i had more time to meet up with u all.
i wish i had more time to un-puff my puffy eyes.
i wish i had more time to learn blading.
i wish i had more time to revise for my korean class.

i wish i could just cuddle and snuggle and strangle ah bu bao to death. i am such a 重色轻友 bitch. hais. if only ah bu bao was not as cute as he is. its all his fault.


ps. d cup is . . . erm . . . erm . . . erm . . .

OMFG!!




you never watch meh? dont bluff.

happy birthday my darling dear. (yikes. one day late.)



and spoilt me had to ruin dear's birthday dinner get-together because of a soiled dress. :( as much as i felt bad during the entire time, i just wasnt motivated enough to unblacked my face. and yes, the after guilt is terrible.

but oh well, i'm still glad i had a great time singing with babe and kes (and the boyfriends). its nice to have someone to hug and u see others hugging.

ah fang has her weilian.
kes has her zhiyong.
i have my ah bu bao.

and i do know i kinda hogged the mike for too long, even when my voice has started to crack. -_-" please dont condemn me from future ktv sessions. ^^

sometimes, i really think ray is god sent. ^^

for one, i cannot bring myself to believe that he has never lost his temper on me, ever. despite all the abuse that i hurl at him, he has always maintained his sweetness, lovingness and that unbearable goofiness which will eventually eat my unhappiness away.


i love it that my boyfriend makes the effort to pick me up from work as often as he does.

i love it that my boyfriend calls me while i'm on my way home and keeps me company throughout the entire journey.

i love it that my boyfriend calls me every night.

i love it that my boyfriend doesnt mind going into orchard, again, incurring the stupidly ridiculous erp charges and all those exorbitant parking fees. and he rarely complains. (other than the occasional whine.)

i love it that my boyfriend no longer objects to my very very high propensity to publicly display my affections for him, especially on escalators, in queue lines and at the traffic light. he has simply given up. ^^

i love my boyfriend's perky little bouncy butt. i dun mind being labelled a 'pervert' for all the smacking that his plbb has received thus far. sometimes, i cant help it. it is so bouncy and so nice to grab. then again, you wouldnt know since i'm the only one who has access. ^^

i love it that my boyfriend loves my virtually non-existent butt.

i love it that my boyfriend looks at me in disgust when my cleavage starts showing.

i love it that my boyfriend uses that same tone that my dad use on me whenever i wear that ridiculously short skirt, which is now condemned for good.

i love it that my boyfriend is still making funny faces to make me laugh while he goes down in the lift.

i love it that my boyfriend carries my bags for me, just because i'm lazy.

i love it that i can bully my boyfriend, and he lets me.
me: dear 你每次被我 bully hor?
him: yalor.
me: then 你很可怜 hor?
him: har nor.
me: then 你会不会讨厌我? 因为我 bully 你?
him: 不会 la..
me: then 就是你很喜欢我 bully 你 la? then 我要继续 bully 你了 huh?
him: -_-"
me: heehee. 我现在在 bully 你 leh.
him: . . .
ah fang say i is super 欠打的..

i love it that when i think about my boyfriend, i'm smiling away and laughing like a nutcrack. ^^

i cried watching this. you cannot believe how absolutely heartwarming it is.
she's almost like a little fairy. ^^



i hope my daughter can sing this well.

exactly wat is wrong with people's apparent inability to put things back where they took them. i am seriously peeved with all those smart ass window shoppers who have this insanely high tendency to try on every freaking tester and then proceed to place them somewhere other than their original places. like we're supposed to pick up after them. if only their mothers had whispered connivingly behind their ears to 'put things back where u took them' like mine had. how completely irresponsible!

so there. i have been up to my neck putting up with what have you nots from work. and i have been so upset and traumatised by their complete lack of courtesy that i havent been able to blog at all. just the other day, poor babe actually had to tell off a couple of ill-bred girls to go play elsewhere before they finally picked up their mess and left, together with their painted fingernails, all 10 fingernails, all 10 different colours, all 10 testers.

now tell me, what is the problem with today's youths?!


and u dun have to come pointing ur finger at me, accusing me of letting this blog rot. if i weren't as nice as i am, i would have goggled for a huge ass spider web picture and posted it here, just for the sake of illustrating that i know this page is rotting.

u do not have to remind me too that i have yet to blog about how terribly disappointing my birthday was. in fact, there is nothing to blog about at all.

other than the fact that my korean aunties forced me to go around getting goodies from our shop. goodies, which i have been gorging myself with ever since ever and have long grown quite sick of.


there u have it. my complete stash of birthday korean snacks. there are actually some left overs from then.

oh, lwp also managed to get mr koh to sponsor my first birthday cake, which was as delicious as it was sinful.


and my sweet sweet babes got me these. ^^





boys are smelly!!

of cuz, since i havent blogged like for a whole millenia, u wouldnt have known about my insane infatuation with the crazy ass boys are smelly range of products that david and goliath came up with. it all started when i first set eyes on those magnet sets in nus co op a long time ago.

which ballooned into me spending $200 on 5 tees for ah bao bao and me from new urban male. all because i was too impatient to sit out a few weeks of waiting time if i joined a spree. (its at least 25% cheaper, u know. -_-")

there. we wore it on my birthday. ^^


(what an ugly picture.)


oh, and i havent mentioned how my little rascal sang me a birthday song when i woke up on my big day.


he seems all grown up already, what with didi's beanie and all.

oh yes. u would have known by now that ah bao bao got me a pink ds for my birthday, and i got him a blue one for his. and we're all stupefied by the egragrious elite beat. how monstrously irritating can it get seriously.


how wonderfully nice of me to be blogging right now. when i dun have time to go shopping for my boyfriend's birthday present, which is due in a week's time.

my very sweet and totally adorable boyfriend switched off the lights and walked into the room singing a birthday song, his face illuminated by the glistening lights from the candle flames atop my second and very small black forest. all at the exact moment when i was about to fall asleep from sheer disappointment at how my birthday is going to come so nondescriptly. and this very romantic and touching moment was somewhat downplayed by his mother's quizical amusement at the door. -_-

so yes, i am going to make his birthday a little more special than he did for mine. and then he's gonna go feeling guilty and then i can be mean. wahahahaha!

i am now going to go come up with plans for his upcoming birthday. and i shall do so by sleeping on it, literally. ^^

boyfriend: 死了.. 我越来越 cute 了.. 本来没有这么 cute 的.. 都是 ah bi bu 害的..
ah bi bu: -_-"


oh yes, ah bi bu happens to be the new name by which my boyfriend calls me. sounds gauchely like pi gu.. :(

my retaliation - ah bu bao.. to which i add, ah bu bao 不饱 hor? ah bu bao 不要抱我 hor? ah bu bao 不好的.. ah bu bao 是哭包..




my boyfriend is getting cuter day after day. and i am getting fatter week after week. i is 白白胖胖 already lor. :(

say hi.. ^^