Monday, October 8 2007

Oy oy, didn't anyone teach you manners??? Don't snap a picture of a baby with flash on dummy!!!!! Oops...sorry mummy. I didn't know it was you. I got blinded by the flash.

As you can see, this is my latest invention. It is a mold so that you can have different shapes of cookies. Smart isn't it???? Yeah I know.....I'm the GENIUS with a capital N.

I think I'm gonna patent it. I'm gonna be the youngest billionaire baby.

I better hide my mold in case mummy decides to sell it and buy herself more bags. My mummy goes nuts when it comes to bags. Best not to take any chances.

I'm kinda in a loss. I think I forgot where I kept my mold.

Crap. Did mummy find it or did I really misplace it????

I'm still trying to retrace where I hid my mold. Damn. It was for my education fund. I want to go to Harvard in future. Without the money I can earn from the mold, I'll probably end up in some ah lian ah beng school in Jurong or Woodlands.

Think, Yoo-ri, think.

Not in an extremely good mood as you can clearly see. Obviously I'm not. Who can in such a crappy outfit??!!!!!

I think I better use the hat to cover my face. What will the neighbourhood kids think of me if they see me in this??!!!!

I look like an auntie going to the market in this outfit. Damn, what was mummy thinking of??!!!

Oh please don't scare me Auntie Big Foot. I'm so scared....my feet are trembling and my head is shaking in fear. YA RIGHT!!!!!

Auntie, I live amongst the 2 biggest gangsters of our time. I've seen it all.

Oops, sorry Auntie. I didn't realize I just elbowed you so hard. I was just stretching myself.

Look at the mess behind me. Mummy is getting incorrigible. She's getting more and more messy day by day. What does she think I am???? A full time maid????

Wait till I tell my grandparents.

Damn. Mummy just gave me a slap for not cleaning up the house. And worse, she confiscated the vacuum cleaner. Now I'm expected to vacuum the floor using a straw.

Someone, please call the Baby Abuse Bureau. Help.

Hmmm, maybe I can call the Baby Abuse Bureau myself. Let me just get to the phone. That'll teach mummy to bully me.

Wait wait wait, mummy is in the shower. I can go rummage the fridge for some of her yummy foods before she comes out.

I'll call the Baby Abuse Bureau later. Such opportunities only come once in a blue moon, once you miss it, you miss it.

Don't they only do this pose to baby orang utans? Why me? Is it because I'm part Indonesian and orang utans come from Indonesia?

That's more like it. Yes mummy well done. I am a human baby.

Watch out one day. When I get more teeth I'm biting the camera man's finger.

I don't really read yet but daddy read what was on my T-shirt. I think they missed out a word. That word would be "don't" to be placed after the "I" and before the "agree". What can you expect from a $5 t-shirt made in China. They write in chinese in China so I guess English isn't their forte.

Why Auntie Von von trying to peek at my privates? Very sneaky. Auntie Von von we are sisters. I only look like a boy.

My head feeling a bit hot, but a baby has to soldier on. It's my duty to munch on things.

Munch munch.





















Opps is that cellulite I see? I need to go on a diet.

I can't get fat munching on phones right?

Yummy, my mummy's phone is still the best tasting phone I've ever tasted. Must be cos she eats with her fingers and don't wash her hands.

Well, who cares. I stand to gain from her dirtiness anywayz.

Shit. I think I really need to do a poo. Must be food poisoning from munching on mummy's handphone.






















Get lost while I'm trying to do a poo.

This is my grandpa look. It looks friendly but it actually means I'm about to kick your ass.

Drinks break. I'm a big baby now. No bottles or sippy bullshit cups for me. I drink out of a straw.