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Me: Otw to Causeway Pt 4d 2nd time 2day. Better not end up at d immigration office again. Wrong bus, 4got wallet adventure this pm. Tired le.

Me: Glad dat of all days I chose to be charming today. Can’t imagine if I wore my fav camouflage non-crease berms! What they might hv thot. :O

Yvonne: who’s they??

Me: I took 170 instead of 178. went to woodlands checkpt instead of mall. had to go to customs office bcoz i had no identification! :O

Yvonne: OH NO!! Its so u to make such a silly mistake! Heehee!! Wad an adventure huh!

Me: i know. it is SO ME to get lost. hahahaha. yups, turned into an adventure. customs asked how i was gg shopping without a wallet :).

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A few worries and some laughs today. So blessed by the worried mother, brother and JQ while stuck in the land of the in-bet. And then the laughs! How come the brother and Yvonne say it’s a good experience/ adventure? Wei, worry more can? Surrounded by people of adventure :). Lucky still got the mother and JQ to 担心 (worry)。*grin*

Was in a daze thinking about some things today.. haven’t figured out what has been eating my heart yet, but it was nice to be loved through the adventure of getting lost. Funny.

y-ur-rm-so-messy sound bite

Time to clean up! Maybe tomorrow :).

Her other new line is “姑姑, you want to come?” Sweetness only. “Maybe next time”, I say. I should really try to make it next time or miss more of their sweet growing up bits :(.

The good-natured nurse tells us stories of a tongueless ghost (why tongueless I dunno but less noise disturbance in the night is good) from the old TP hospital and her late grandma not giving her winning 4 digits when I suggested talking to the tongueless. Ghoully goodies that helped get us through the boring administrative pack of estimated costs and admission do’s and don’ts etc.

Even those not involved in the main conversation joined in the kidding and laughter, one building on the other. And patients’ relatives were nice. What was it? Musical day? Haha.

My father said that if patients can accept and talk about their conditions, those around them don’t have to feel like they are walking on eggshells..

The day’s experience left me thinking that Drs and nurses/admin staff still care about their patients in a personable way despite being somewhat over-strained: “our biggest problem is no beds!” (Whoa, so many sick! Maybe we should start a sick-club to make the hospital experience a happier one ;).

TY sweet staff of TTSH and gorgeous peeps of SG. Rock on together OK?

Met up with different people over the weekend, Michelle and Kayne to watch “Clash of the Titans”, Manuela to catch up over coffee, and the only brother and family to celebrate his birthday. It feels like my worlds are converging..

I’m even getting used to being an aunt. Last Sunday was the 1st time I witnessed Rae-Ann throw a “terrible two” fit. The kicking and screaming and not wanting anyone. But poor child, tired as she was after a swim, her baby sister’s cries woke her up to having to be on the move again..

I love her rawness and honesty: how she is her own person. And being kind to her when she throws a tantrum: how her feelings matter. Because it is hard for a 2 year old to express herself to adults who don’t listen too well..

I think I like the “terrible twos” and the rawness and honesty of “adults too”. And learning that when a 2yo is sad, she can still count the no. of trees: “Two”.

Only 3 days late! Coz my aunt was busy watching awesome online tent services.

(No. 2 niece has Lion blood {Aslan‘s}, thus the funky hair. *RAWR*)

Grandpa passed away a while back and Grandma’s moving out of their built-since-1966 house. I’ve been down twice to help pack and it’s been a journey through the past with Grandpa’s things, old photo albums and Grandma’s accounts of the hey-days.

Things were complicated for my mum and her siblings growing up but they also had a rich “Sound of Music” kind of childhood – full of excursions, activities and studio shots. (No wonder my aunts have said that they really enjoyed their childhood.)

Then there were pictures of my grandparents when they were older, seated together and smiling. And I’d hoped that perhaps somewhere somehow, they’d managed to find some happiness together :).

So long, farewell 10JJA! Thanks for the memories that will live on in our hearts.

I was over for dinner yesterday and after she warmed up, she kept calling “gugu ya” then laughing cheekily. At one point when she shrieked with great excitement, I brought my hands up to shield my ears and that set her off some more. More screaming and laughing, bringing her hand to her face and falling on her petpet-padded bottom. Hilarious.

Apparently she does this with selected people. Even strangers in the crowd whom she decides she likes, whether they like her back or not. Haha. Kids are such happy and strange creatures.

And what is it with kid’s toys? I seriously don’t know how to play with them. How much fun is it dragging around a caterpillar that lights up and sings the alphabet? No wonder she thought I was funny.

She is such a joy. Totally de-stressed laughing so hard at with her :).