Tuesday, August 15, 2017

not sure why i am being so affect by her passing - much more than i expected.
what her husband said during his eulogy is very true, she is very brave.
i dont think i knew anyone else who has cancer for 18 years and carried on living on her life to the best she can. 


詞曲: 林義忠

這條路 我擱要行,我需要 祢來作伴。




i will always remember your bravery and your trust in God.
That He will always be there and has his plans.

Saturday, July 22, 2017

few nights ago, i hugged the girls goodnight.

琳 : mummy, i can smell you! your hair smells so nice!

thats like after a day at work.. sweat and hawker oily smoke.... yucks.
but it sure feels nice to hear nice about my hair.... =)

on saturday when the dodo came over, 琳 also asked her to smell my hair cus really smells nice... lol...


maybe she is trying to make me feel better about my hair.

last month at the kiwi's, once the rollers were off, 琳 screamed, 阿嬷!

and as if i didnt understand her, see, now you look like 阿嬷.

when we were on the way home, she still would not let it rest... keep reminding to wash and comb my hair when we reached home later.
when at home she keep asking me why i havent go wash my hair and comb it.. she still ambushed me with a comb from the back while i was watching tv. 暄 also started to learn and ambushed me with her comb or anything that could comb my hair.. -_-"
and this lasted for a week before they both left my hair alone.... #saddestweekofmylife

i think now they are getting used to it.
琳 said it bounces and says it smells nice!
but well, i will now think twice when i am going to perm my hair the next time...
and also think of how to protect my curls from the two crazy monsters.. lol.

Friday, July 21, 2017

two nights ago, rosanne came out of her room after i tuck them both into bed..

me: what are doing out here?
ros: helping you to cover blanket. later you will be cold.

her random sweetness.

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

last night the older one begged me to sleep with them...

me : why?
r : cos no one take care of the kids....
me : what kids?
r : these two kids (point to herself and her sister)


Monday, May 29, 2017

finally some sense.

saw this poster on the bus this morning.

remembered there was once, mummy, sis, baby and i took a bus back after grocery.
we load the pram with the heavy grocery.
i carried baby. we didnt have the baby carrier out with us that day cus we took the stroller.
mummy and sis carried the pram on the bus and the bus driver started to yelled at us to close the pram.

we told him we dont have any more extra pairs of hands for the the groceries if we close the pram -we still each have grocery bags in our hands and not to mention we bought rice too.

he didnt really care and just sat in his kingly driver seat and yelled at us. refusing to start the bus until we close the pram.

at that point i really want to get off the bus.
i mean he could have helped us right?

he was also accusing us taking up lots of space with the open stroller.
but when we took the groceries out, we took up even more space cus we cant stack the groceries much on air.

we are not blocking anybody on the bus. the bus was the type with lots of standing area.
the pram is not huge and we are using it like a trolley market basket standing at the side of the bus.
since when do people need to unload the groceries from the trolley basket to board the bus?
trolley basket dont even have wheel locks. isnt that also dangerous?

from then, i just take the lrt.
yes, lrt is an alternative.
but what is the purpose of public bus if the public cant take it?

anyway, just glad that there is still some sense left and i am not the only person having trouble with prams and bus.

Thursday, May 25, 2017

I want to be around people that 
do things.

I don’t want to be around people anymore that 
judge or talk about what people do.

I want to be around people that 
dream and support and do things.

Amy Poehler

Saturday, May 20, 2017

"you just now says turn left, now (you says) turn right. Say sorry!"

an interesting conversation between the little girl and google map.