I am...FUNKY!

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Welcome all you visit or read this blog..It's a funky n groovy webpage as you can see and hopefully the entries will be just as funky.. hope you all enjoy reading it. Forgive me as its still a working progress.. will try my best to speed things up.. Thank You an Have a Nice day! Anyway, a bit about myself, i'm a gal who loves shopping, movies, eating, hanging out with friends and spending time with my boo boo monster.. I'm quite a lazy person.. i wont really budge unless i really have to or someone actually pushes me.. Heehee.. I love children and i especially love cuddling and playing with them and guess what? i aspire to become a great teacher one day and hopefully soon! I'm crazy about art and love the colours pink and purple.. I love just spending time out in the nature except Singapore doesn't really have good weather for such things to happen i could just imagine myself sweating buckets.. Well, if you want to know more, just ask or read!Take care and Smile!

Life's Lessons

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

oohhh i like making faces... got some good news.. i dun have to walk with crutches anymore i upgraded myself.. hehe.. frm one to none.. so yeah but i walk with a limp and i can't go shoppin unless it involves sitiing down to rest. i just went to bishan with my mum sis n toby and boy was it tiring esp with toby in my arms.. i really wan to go shopping but not thoses that involve lots of walking i think it will totally kill me.. been babysitting th lil one so nice to hold him and cuddle him and kiss him.. hehe.. well, meeting grp mates tonight for an assignment but too bad have to leave early dunno why some things end up on the same day at the last min.. so sorry babes.. i guess it means i have to do most of the work yar? die.. blood shedding.. and lots of work to do.. i jus find no mood to do all those projects and wrksheets.. need to go out n do something exhilerating to calm my senses down.. or spark me up again ready to do some work.. 2 weeks to Christmas n nothings done wats's worse is that after Christmas comes the start of work n sch all over again.. keith is on leave this whole week but seems like his still at work to me.. setting up his own business plus navy.. u get my drift. guess i can't ask much he has his own life too.. i have to say its getting to be a lil like a routine and somewhat mundane...

I'm kinda waiting for my sis to come back so that we can do somethin fun together look at shoppin eat and talk about anything n everything.. can't really do all tat with keith so yeah sorry dear.. oh n something scary, i'm scared of dear's dad not tat he looks very infriendly most of the time but more of they way he talks totally scares me.. plus the fact all the words coming out of his mouth is like a foriegn language to me.. so it seems even more scary than it actually is.. n they know i dun understand them but they still talk to me.. i wonder what ever happended to English speaking parents? i always tot i'll get along fine with the parents n then i was wrong esp wen we can't communicate at all besides smile n nod.

Keith doesn't help much cos he doesn't even bother to translate at all.. his bro is better at least he takes the effort to tell me wat the hell everyone is saying.. so if ur wondering why i hate to go ur house its cos ur parents love to talk to me n u jus stand there while i get thei "huh?" look in my face. then wen i ask u to translate its like erm.. "huh?" forget it..

Finished an outing at 10:04 AM