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Had a little discussion with baybee about our lives these days
How awfully tired as we rushed through 24 hours each day This parenthood cycle has gotten us think about how fast we're aging Next month would be baybee's 22nd birthday and what's in store would be just a small family celebration with the dogs and party hats for them We have put these two little ones on top of our wants in life now. Despite occassionally feeling the urge to club, chill or even to shop, we think twice about what they need, spending time together as a family. We just can't wait to get the both of them healthy enough to head out with us! These two days have been an 'errand running weekend' with grooming for Scribbles that we are so pleased with and sending Razzel back to the vet for a check up more lab tests and results of worms worms and more worms. But, we are glad and relieved that she's negative for Parvo stage. Next week, baybee and I have decided to revisit some gay clubs with Chloe and Jan. GIRLS GIRLS, if you often why you never see those guys who are GOOD LOOKING, WELL MANNERED, SOPHISTICATED, MODEL LIKE, GOOD BODY, MATURED AND GOOD COMPLEXTION Head down to 'Happy' at Tanjong Pagar They are all scattered there 360 degress of your sight. NO JOKE Remembering my first visit over at the beginning of the year, and I was utterly shocked to see the MEN there, Gays yet gosh, I immediately found my answer to my question "Where did all the good looking men gone to?" I mean, UTT material. I'm not utterly drooled by them. It aint a pity to see them gay either. They look happier being one. O well, I'm off for a short nap. My body's surviving on medication to live. 12.30am - Michael Buble on 18. 6.30am - up for work I WILL SURVIVE THIS WEEK. On a lighter note **********  bought and fed me lycheees today *AWWWWWWWWWW*
Baybee: "I always wanted a clouded leopard." 
"HUH! I think I'll stick to my two lazy little ones"  XoXoXo I've been down with the fever virus for 3 days and I swear the medicine attacking my brain cells that even baybee's joining in my madness I was a drowsy sleepy little girl but my sweet baybee took real good care of me! *Muacks* TLC does everything to make a sick gurlie feel good again!  My love... my sweet love.
In spite of the short week I had, seems like forever the week had past. It was all worthwhile spending time with baybee and the dogs. Kino book shopping, a little clothes shopping, doggie shopping absolutely making up for the quality time loss ever since we got Scribbles and Razzel. A shocking news just heard yesterday of the passing of my ex Literature tuition teacher. Yes, no kidding. I begged my mum for a Lit and English tutor cause I did enjoy having Lit as one of my subjects in KC. Back to the news, a petite lady with an excellent knowledge. She fell and accidentally injured her head. The next moment, in coma... then gone. Shocked and sadden by the news, I never knew it was so serious when I learnt she was in hospital. I'm in a state of perplexity to decide if I should attend the wake at their place. I have to admit, I've lost my courage to look into a coffin or to attend a wake of someone who influenced my life one way or another. I have fears, fears of memories of my grandma. I'm still mourning deep within me despite she has gone for almost two years now. I can never forget the sight of her lying on that bed, in that coffin, in that outfit, everything still comes back once a while. Hymns brings memories, photos bring heartache, visiting her and looking at her niche brings tears up to this every day. I know I should accept the fact that she's happier with God, but sometimes I feel her, when I'm cooking, when I'm reading, when I'm crying or even saying my prayers at night. I feel a comfort around me, a sense of security, a voice that goes through my head, that familiar voice that says: "When you don't know what to do or you need help, always say one our father and one hail mary. Mother mary would always help you." Never a day I would forget those words from my beloved loved one. I miss her. I said my prayers for this ex tutor of mine, and I hope she rest in peace. Life's short in everyday. A simple fall, a run or even an accident may end a life of one within seconds, minutes, day or hours. Looking through 'the driven purpose life', I asked myself once again: 'What on earth am I here for?' I found faith and trust in god, and each time I fall hard on my knees, I pray for the strength to look around and be glad what I have in life. In this life, we came for a purpose, but what purpose does it make when one is unhappy with life? A friend of mine is going through a tough time with her life, in her lowest depth of her depression, not one could comfort her the right way. It brought me back to the times in NP, where I fell into my lowest form during my 3rd year. I'm thankful for good friends that believed in me, trusted me and pulled me back into believing myself again. I lost many good things in life, I lost people I once loved deeply. Someone once said: "Of the many things you blamed yourself for imperfections of love. It was their loss not loving you the way you are, accepting you and being happy with you." I understood the meaning of loving, and being loved in return, the meaning of a true sorry from a broken relationship rather than a sorry for the sake of it. Many break down and cry from relationships caught within, losing or not having the ones they loved most. I was once a victim, bitten twice. But what matter most was that I grew stronger in my emotional depths of my heart and I moved on. I moved on to a higher step of love, a more matured way of handing love rather than the past. Viewing and feeling the words of 'I love you' and 'Sorry' is so much different now. I'm glad things took a change, I have someone who loves me for me, and accpeting me for who I am and what I am. Thanks baybee... you really make me happy! For those who failed in love, lost love and haven't found the right love, I can never have the answer when you will. But, who knows whether the right one is actually the one next to you now. It's a wonder. Fow myself, I cherish time within my life, never know when I'll might be gone.
 WARNNG: I'm in for excess boundaries of keeping work asideand having my time with the L word dvds. This is bad, BUT..... Despite not a creative storyline this time, they never fail to disappoint me Shane's getting hotter each time and Carmen's body is amazing. I'm outta here for a bookshop therapy a lil date with my baybeee XoXo
I'm truly grateful for the two days of holidays this month It's great being in the line of teaching, oh! school holidays! With an additional day of rest, baybee and I took a road trip to Malaysia Despite the fact of Singaporeans should stay in Singapore to watch the parade I chose a day to get away with the guriles, away from this country It's never my intentions to dislike this place, but i'm awfully beginning to. With horrible drivers baybee and I met within a month, and of course the standard of living, dumb prices/ fess increasing Gosh, earning a living it's like paying for my life just to be in this country I can't wait to get out once everything's being in place! Well, the road trip to Malaysia was pretty shopping for baybee's home, DVds galore (I got my l word season 3) and a little light shopping for Nike sneakers for us. Recalling back the ridiculous police fine that we got just for crossing a double white line Nothing would beat the smell we got home when we left Scribbles and Razzzel home. As many would say, getting a dog is not getting a toy. It requires additional work of cleaning up, care and of course love Baybee and I have grown to love these two little ones and we know how much they love and how they urge us to shower them with TLC all the time. I've seen a different side of taking care another being, how loyalty stands firm with a strong bond between man and dogs. Although time is sufficiently spent on them, it's a joy seeing a trick done successfully without treats. They are my destress options that I turn to, running, playing, snuggling and or just letting them bite of snatch a toy Baybee and I felt too parentlike these days, especially with paper towels, waterbottle, little treats, baby wipes! Oh!, toys to bring along car rides. I love these homely days with my darlins and I simply can't wait for them to grow a little bigger to fit into the Arsenal jerserys we bought for them. Now now, don't I sound like a kiasu parent! *stop laughing baybee* My intentions were never meant to be motherly I just can't help seeing my little darlins at times. We tried taking a picture today, which failed to capture a perfect one so far. Enjoy this for now, taken during their supposedly undisturbed nap time Avril and Joey: "come on!!! Smile another one, and another and another" NONSTOP for 10 mins Scribbles: "My parents are crazee, can I sleep now?" Razzel: "I pretend to sleep, maybe they might give up!" 
Of late, I find myself snoozing off the handphone and would die for anything just to get that extra few minutes of sleep. I'm losing the energy to SURVIVE or even to make my body move an itch after work. I lapse the time difference between work and overworked, reality to stoning. Yes, teachers do STONE. I'm one fine example. Embedded at the back of my mind are work unfinished or even questioning my abilty to complete them before the deadline. It's one good darn reason why people never do wanna grow up, they lose their will to even have the energy to survive. Baybee and I are complete K.O as soon as we touched or lean near somewhere comfory, despite the fact she has the good patience to even read, play her palm top or even watch the TV. I'm glad I'm blessed with such a darlin who's so loving towards me and helping me in my work and of course with scribbles when I'm not around. By the way, we have created a blog together, will update as soon as baybee does her designs. I'm anxiously waiting for Scibbles to get vacinated by the vet, bringing her to the beach and spending some time away from commitments that I'm simply tired of. I need a break, a short break : to enegize and find my way back home in making my priorites on top rather them letting them hang along and drag it home. I hate dragging work home, it's a chore seeing them and especially when all one need is a comfortable sofa, a hazelnut latte, a telly with baybee and Scibbles. PERFECT! A perfect night that I would ease my sleep everynight. Having the 7 month around, I do feel the chills at night. I trust and believe and do feel much better when I utter my prayers in bed before I doze off, prayers do work and as a catholic, it's the chinese belief of seventh month I should avoid. But sometimes, waking up with scratches or with the feeling that you ran a whole long mile after a long sleep, make one think what really went on around you at night. Perhaps, it's time to stop thinking of such things and focus on more important substance! I'm looking foward to Saturday to bring Scribbles to the vet and of course to the furniture store to get some things for the room! My jigsaws are waiting to be displayed all over. Thanks for the Tinkerbel jigsaw baybee, I really love it. My one year has been unforgetable, with baybee spoiling me with a watch, a digi, a Tinkerbel and a football jigsaw puzzle, 3 Harry Potter Lego sets and lastly presented me with a half a carat diamond ring. *I'm blessed with bliss* (If you're reading this baybee, you know what's the deal, next under 200). Muacks! Pictures would be up soon... just find time to squeeze a moment of even uploading them!
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+*In Perfect SiLence*+
+*interest*!+
+*In another Merryland*!+
+*HeLLo STrAngER*!+
+*New piX uploaDED*!+
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Click on START first, and wait till the background color changes. Once it changes, hit STOP! The addiction starts here..
+*Weren't they just memories?*!+
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