the search.

my giam giam so giam siap.

dont want to give me money to shop when he goes hunting for wild boar and me taking care of the kids in western australia.

sob sob.

i think i better look for less salty fish.

Sigh. What a pity.

Commuting via the train to work is what I do every weekday morning. It is these times that I really see the colours, the true colours of ugly Singaporeans.

1. People do not move into the centre of the cabin.
2. People who are getting on the train do not give way to those getting off.
3. People accidentally stepping on another passenger's foot, but no word of apology.
4. People who are sitting at the seats do not give up their seats to old people nor pregnant ladies.
5. People reading newspaper that actually takes up 1/2 a person's space.

How are we going to be like the swiss?

Sigh. What a pity.

bored.

Yesterday was fun. I went to Butter for the first time! And Shakun says, "Shhh! Don't say so loudly. Sua ku!"

Bleahhh.

Anyway, it was good meeting up with the girls. Even though I wasn't very much close to them, their company was very fun! =) Seeing Kunies made me miss her mom (and curry). I think I shall drop by uninvited one day. Haha!

Anyway, I'm dying my hair red! DIY. Hope it doesnt turn out anywhere near disastrous.

Ok, now for some random photos I took at baby's house.

Younger? I Hope its true! =)

Sigh. It's monday again.

Like Garfield, I DO have monday blues. So as usual, today was a moody day. Gwumpy fart is out to play.

BUT, at least I didn't miss the bus, like how I did last week. And of all people, Nick Hu caught me in the act! He was in the bus that I missed, waving away (did I mention with a big grin on his face saying, "HAHA! YOU MISSED THE BUS!!"). Only upon seeing him did I realise that I actually missed the bus. G-O-S-H.

This morning, it almost happened again. Just that I got lucky and someone flagged the bus. Hee! My colleagues said that I look fresher and younger. Is it true!? YIPPEE. Ok, that was so random. From bus to hairstyle. Well, that's me.

Jemmy Jemmy Lee baba. I look so much more younger you now. =p =p =p =p =p


^This is how I look on the day I cut my hair, she blew my hair straight and flat.


^This is how I look like now with my hair blown not so straight and flat.

Jemmy Jemmy Lee baba, I look so much more younger than you....... =p =p =p =p

I think I should compose a song now. Hee~!

I cut me hair short. again.

Ok, this time it's not as short as the previous time I cut it.

This is a long bob, but not too 'bobby'. I hope I look younger! =p


^Before


^Look at the amount of hair! And look at baby's leg. Hah.
No, he wasn't wearing slippers, it's his tan line.


^After.

How?

yeah, it's long.

This is how my hair looks like now. It's really long.

Long until I don't really dare to cut because I'll definitely feel heartache.

But I really need a new hairstyle. Sick of my loooooong hair. I feel it's pulling me down. Sigh.

But but but.

So many buts. I think I might just cut a long bob, like gwyneth paltrow.


photo taken from: glambabybumps.blogspot.com

So, what do you think?

J'aime Jem

This whole day was packed with training.

Respective heads/officers from the client services department, client account department, contra department and contract department came to give a short presentation or rather, briefing.

It all didn't last very long. Each were allocated 1 hour worth of talk time, but it usually ends 30 mins before. So, we were actually laughing and chatting the other 30 mins, while waiting for the other department to come.

Learnt quite abit about each department, but due to the fact that I didn't sleep enough last night, I felt I was about to knock my head onto the marble table. *ouch*

Today is baby and my xxth month anniversary. We went to this jap place called MOF for dinner and IT-WAS-CRAP. Enough said.

Anyway, baby, I wanna let you know that I'm so glad to have you in my life. The squabbles that we have are just a speck of dust as compared to what we will have in our future. Please continue to love me as I will love u too.


Love you shit loads!

Becoming Housewife.

Weekdays, I'm a all-chionging-stockbroking-dealer.

Weekends, I'm a (desperate) housewife.

Steps to becoming a housewife:

1. Cook a meal (with the help of my desperate husband)



2. Go to the market (pasir ris pond) to "buy" fish .



3. Descale the fish and let the husband do the rest.

That's all.

Something random, LOOK!


I'm so fair again.

deblogic.

I think I lost a few calories on the way home...

Why?
1. Wearing super high heels and walking fast helps me lose weight, because I exercise.
2. Walking from the train station to my house helps me lose weight, because I exercise.
3. Walking in intense heat from the train station to my house helps me lose weight, because I exercise.
4. So, going out helps me lose weight, because I exercise.

Right?

Heeheeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

By the way, something random.

Should I:
1. Cut my hair shorter-than-shoulder-length short?
2. Cut my hair shoulder-length short?
3. Leave it long with soft curls?
4. Leave it as it is?
5. Leave it as it is ....... until it touches the floor? =p

Tell me people!