Monday, November 3 2008

I got this commissioned to commemorate the highlights of my life to date.

I'm a bit messy today. In the midst of moving room. I'm making way for my new brother who gets my old room.

Getting ready for school and packing my own towel. It gets a bit sweaty at playschool as the school is too cheap to fork out on air con.

Quick pose before putting the towel away.

More poses. This one I learnt from my Auntie Von Von. It's called squatting mantis.

Dun play play. Even though I lost my room I'm still a boss ok?

Where is my pin to tie up my hair. My parents too cheap to get me a hair cut.

That's better.

I'm gonna jump down unless my parents give me a new room. I'm roomless right now. It's very disconcerting for a baby.

Looks like I'm dumping. Actually I'm just pretending. It's a favorite trick of mine to scare the adults.

Oh no..... I thought I was pretending but the real thing came out. It's starting to smell. I need a change.

Still no nappy change. Oh well, I'm used to the smell already. If mummy doesn't change me, tough luck to her. I'm gonna stink her out in revenge.

Get a whiff. I'm gonna knock people out.

Did I just see a fly drop to the ground and die. Was it due to my dirty nappy? Can't be... can it?

Hmmm have I discovered an organic way to control pests?

But will people accept the bad smell in order to be pest free? Should I commission a market survey?

How should I package this anti pest product. What should I call it? Baby dumps? Smell and kill?

What should I do with my first million I make from selling the organic pest killer? I think I will buy an ice cream. Maybe treat my friends to a day out in the toddler gym... Let's not get too lavish, maybe treat them to half day only.

Sunday, November 2 2008

Check this out. This is my room's door. It is very bright and pink. It looks like a ramen stall but it is actually my room.








This is my bed. It is very green and wide and long. It is called a queen size bed and I'm sitting on it.














This is my wall. It is very white and has many things hanging on it. They are hung high so that I can't reach them.













This is my bed again. My bed allows all my friends to sleep with me. But they are only allocated a corner space cos afterall I'm the boss NOT them.







This is my dad and my dad's gay partner. Look at their attire and you will know what I mean.














This is my milk bottle. It holds my fresh milk at exactly the temperature that I like so that I can enjoy my milk.

Stop ogling at my sexy pins, you perverts.












Picking out the pizza I like for my snack break. But having a bit of a problem cos I'm a bit short. Basket, I must seek help from my mummy now. Even though she not much taller than me, she still a bit taller so it does help.











Auntie Big Foot, come in to my new room. I show you around ok? Be careful and don't trip over things in my room with your big feet.













Fun right, Auntie? You want me to knock your head against the mattress again?









Just doing my daily pushups while teaching Kammi a lesson. The little pink plush shit tried to sleep at the center of my bed without my permission. The nerve of that dirty piece of rag.






Still in the midst of teaching the dirty rag a lesson while scratching my leg.














Uncle, get away from me. I BITE.










Just taking a short break before I start decorating my room with more stuff.

Life's not easy.












Alrighty, back to work.










I'll keep you in suspense as to what I'm doing in my room. Maybe you will find out in my next entry.

I'm tired. Need to rest soon.

Saturday, November 1 2008

Another day hanging out with mummy at Orchard Road. Even though I'm bored, it's still better than hanging out elsewhere I guess.

Let me sit in a different angle, maybe Orchard Road will look different in this angle.

Umm, seems like Orchard Road looks a wee bit different from here. Now I see the cars coming from the left rather than the right side. Interesting I must say.

I must be really going bonkers. This just shows you. Hanging out too much with mummy really makes you go crazy - crazy enough to think of such silly things to do.

Oy Fatty Spinstery Auntie, don't think I didn't see you giving me the glare ok. Basket. I heard from my mummy that you've been giving us the evil eye since months ago.

You wanna glare, come glare lah. I'm not scared of you, you old auntie.

I've perfected my pose. Yup, I sure did. I have finally mastered the perfect pooping pose.

I've also perfected my Angelina Jolie pout. How about it, Auntie Jolie? I've surpassed the master haven't I?

Don't worry though. Brad is not my cup of milk.

Now that guy standing there is more like my cup of milk. Excuse me Sir, you very handsome. Wanna sit with me and buy me a ice blended milk drink?

I look very thoughtful here, but in actual fact, I'm thinking about nothing. Sometimes I just like to space out and appear intelligent just to keep everyone on their toes.

How's my latest ah lian attire? I know purple is the in color and so are knee high socks. I know the latest trend in ah lian fashion cos one of my fave aunties used to head an ah lian clan. That auntie also happens to like purple.

Wait for me while I swallow my milk. Mummy always nags at me not to talk with my mouth full. Wait ok?

I'm just waiting for dinner to be served. Nowadays service getting a bit slow here. Not sure whether mummy getting slack or my expectations got higher.

Trying to look ugly with the Shrek ears. But as you can tell, nothing can uglify a beauty like me. I'm one of a kind.

Taking a picture of me in my school uniform seems to be mummy's fave hobby of late. Maybe she deprived when young and didn't get to wear a cute little uniform like mine.

Just having my normal breakfast at the counter. I have no complains eating here except it gets a bit cold cos my butt is resting on cold marble.

Sunday, October 31 2008

Hi Aunties and Uncles. I know it's been a long time since my parents updated my blog but what to do. My parents claim that they are very very busy.

Yeah, busy shopping and watching tv and having nice dinners without me.










I'm running after my mummy. She thinks she can outrun me but let's face it, it's not easy for a fatty to outrun me.














Ah ha. Caught you, you fatty mummy. Now bend over and let me pull your ears.














Basket. Mummy not listening to me. Let me suffocate her with my smelly feet.









Oh no, seems like I just hit some random Japanese looking kid while cruising in my jeep.














Now should I do a runner or should I just burn the evidence?

Decisions decisions decisions....







I'm not stupid. I decided to jump ship. I conned Lukas into taking the rap for me. I gave the dummy a dollar to sit on the ride that I was sitting on. What a dumbo.

Seems like taking all those milk food supplements ain't doing much for his brains.










Let me tell you a secret. To grow brains, you must eat REAL food. Food that comes from a can isn't food for humans. It's food for animals.