Tuesday, November 20 2007

Ah Ha! Mummy thinks I don't know where she put the house phone. I know where she puts that stuff. It's right on the table. Does she really think I can't get that phone??

I'll get it and that'll teach her to underestimate me.

Ummm, whatcha looking at? If you dare to laugh at me not being able to get the house phone, I'm gonna smack the living daylights outta you.

Look, a toy phone is equally just as good as a normal house phone. At least my phone can play music and is more colorful that the house phone.

Just practising some of my yoga moves. What do you expect me to do all day? Eat and play and what else? Life sure is boring.

Ummm don't ask me what move this is. I really don't know. I'm just 'pretending' to do yoga cos mummy claims I'm a yoga baby.

This is what I personally think of yoga. Yeah...it sux.













My foot's kinda itchy. Either the pram is dirty or daddy's car is dirty.

I get pretty sensitive to dirt. *scratch scratch*









Hey there Auntie. I recognize you. You are Auntie Von Von. Come come, come over and let me touch your face. I missed you so much.

Basket, this Auntie Von Von is very smart. She's been pushing me away since just now. Don't tell me she saw me scratching my foot earlier.

Wowee, Auntie Von Von brought me some nice looking food stuff.

Basket, this Auntie Von Von is a waste of time. It's a freaken bag she brought. Maybe I should just use this bag to knock her out.

Sunday, November 18 2007

I think I just stepped on Lizzie the Lizard. He's my daddy's fave lizard. What should I do? Should I eat it up and pretend that nothing happened?

*yawn* actually maybe not. Not really in the mood to eat Lizzie. I don't quite like cold food and Lizzie happens to be pretty cold even before she was dead. Now that she's been trodden to death, she's ice cold.

Nah. Not my type of food.












Shit. Daddy saw the dead Lizzie. I'm so dead. He doesn't look very friendly. Oh no.

Back in my naughty circle. Nowadays whenever I am 'naughty', daddy will put me in the prison. Little does he know that I'm practising my climbing skills. I'll be climbing over this fence in another month.

Auntie Karen is gonna buy a new handphone. Maybe if I look really sad, she might buy me a handphone too. :)

This Auntie is very gullible, very different from the other cunning aunties I know.

See, I'm almost getting the handphone already. I can even smell it. Auntie Karen, I want this one!!!!!! Please get it for me.

Crap. Auntie Karen as cheap as my mummy. She didn't get me the handphone. Instead, she gave me a freaken biscuit. Basket. But I'm not picky lah, a biscuit is a biscuit. It's better than nothing isn't it?

Seeing Auntie Karen's teeth makes me sad. My mummy told me that if I don't brush my teeth, my teeth's gonna end up like Auntie Karen's. I don't wanna have crooked and gaps between my teeth.

Never mind. I know what I can do. I'll just close my mouth. I'm not gonna be so dumb as to smile with my teeth showing if I have big gappy crooked teeth. Only dummies do that.

See. Even mummy knows how to pose without showing off her teeth. I'm gonna do this pose from now on.

















Auntie Karen is trying to copy us now.

She almost got it, but I guess when you have big teeth, it's a bit hard to hide.

Auntie Karen, let me do you a favour. Want me to hit you till your teeth drop out??? I charge real cheap. Only $10 per tooth.

Saturday, November 17 2007

My auntie Joy trying to get fresh with me.

Saturday, November 17 2007

Check Missy Joei out. She's decked out in her Missy Elliot costume and doing her supposed 'cool' dance.

She's dancing to Gimme More by Britney Spears. I thought Britney Spears was bad but I guess she's got competition.

Auntie Joei loves carrying me. She says it's good for toning up her muscles. Hey, that gives me an idea. I ought to start charging people money for carrying me. At the rate I'm being carried by strange people, I think I might make it as the youngest millionaire.

Waiting for my food. Hope today it's something good.

Hmmm, looks like the waiter is coming with my food soon.

Basket, he went to the wrong table. Uncle!!! Over here over here!!

Hmmm, actually the soup looks kinda sux. Maybe I should tell the waiter I didn't order this.

But yet again, if I return the soup, I'll be very hungry. How now brown cow? To eat or not to eat?

Hmmm, still thinking about it. If I return it, will the uncle be angry and spit in my food later?

Heck it lah, spit spit lah. Everyone knows that all good food comes with the chef's spit.

Else I will just exchange my soup with mummy's. That's a much better idea I think. :)

Arrrrggghhh, I took too long to think about it. Mummy finished all her lobster bisque. Now I'm left with crappy soup. %^&*#(@@

Friday, November 16 2007

Seems like I'm in a different place today. Hmmm, this place looks not bad. Must ask Mummy to bring me here more often.

Check out all the yummy cakes on display. Definitely a good place to hang out.

Hey, it's getting close to my napping time. Buzz off mind you. Hasn't anyone taught you that it is rude intruding when someone's trying to nap?

Before I do nap, I do have an important mission to undertake. I better weigh myself. I feel like my clothes are getting looser. I wonder why. Maybe I have lost some weight.

Hey, you mind? A baby girl's weight is a secret. If you know how much I weigh, I may have to kill you.

Crap!! I have put on weight. In that case, why are my clothes getting looser???

Could it be the fact that mummy has been buying 4 year old clothing for me instead of my usual 2 year old clothing?

This is my new friend. I call her Suki as in Sukiyaki. Can't tell you her real name cos it's a secret.

I hear her daddy is a gangsta back in Tokyo. Better be on her good books.

Practising my model nonchalent look. Umm, maybe I really need to lose some weight. My cheeks look as puffy as a chipmunk.

Doing nothing. Just hanging out in a cafe and people watching. By the way, I saw how this salesgirl was wearing her T-shirt earlier and I decided to copy her. Feels kinda chilly though especially around my tummy.

Having a very important discussion with Suki. Trying to sell her some of my snacks.

Suki: Yoo-ri, I want some of your cheerios.

Yoo-Ri: Sure. I'll sell you 5 cheerios for $1. How about it? 20cents per piece.

Suki: Hmmm...sounds ok I guess. Can you give some special discount since we are friend friend?




Yoo-Ri: Wait a minute, let me discuss with my supplier.

*whisper whisper*










Yoo-Ri: Ok set. Since we friend friend and your name is Suki and my fave japanese food is sukiyaki, you got yourself a good deal. 6 pieces for $1.

Suki: Yooriko, you are the best!!! That's why I always say you are my best friend. You give the best deal around the neighbourhood.

Yoo-Ri: Ok enough of that buttering. Pass me the money and I'll pass you the goods.








Suki: But .... I don't have any money now. Can I give you the money next time?

Yoo-Ri: I'm no sucker. No money no cheerios. Don't think I don't know you hide your money in your sneakers.

Yoo-Ri: Basket. You really got no money huh? Waste my time.

Suki: But but, aren't we good friends? Can't you just give me some cheerios?















Yoo-Ri: Look Suki, no money no honey. Or rather, no money no Yoo-ri.

Suki: But I gave you some japanese rice cakes the other time round.

Yoo-Ri: Don't talk about the past. Bye bye.

Suki: $^*(@)!^!

Thursday, November 15 2007

Just a picture of my mummy and myself. Got to do this obligatory shot with my mummy once in a while. *sigh*

Goodness me, what is that atrocity you designed? You think you are designing for the worst crap on earth is it?
















Hmmm, maybe if you add a little scarf to it.


















Uh uh, too common. What are you, a freaking dumbass? Who designs clothes like that?

Just practising how to be a boss. I'm pretending that I'm a fashion consultant giving my review for the latest fashion on display.

Tired and hungry after 'pretending' to be a boss. I need to take a snack break.

Now I know why all successful rich guys are fat, they eat all the time. It's tiring being a boss.

Oh, my life is tough. I'm gonna be a boss in future and end up being overworked and stressed and overweight. Boo hoo hoo. Life sure is gonna go downhill. Brace yourself, little Yoo-Ri. It's tough being at the top.

Just practising my look for the time I will have my picture plastered on The Peak, Prestige and Tatler. Cool?