The Lows went to the beach… for 15 mins.
Was changing and mom came in “wear nicer, papa say go eat dim sum”. Don’t understand what’s the relationship between eating dim sum and clothes.
So last minute, we managed to whiff the kids and my sis from their sleep and went to east coast.
I must admit being mr low’s daughter has its privileges. A simple phone call and we got to enjoy the dim sum in the room and the waitress would be stationed in the room to serve us.
Wa, he even taught the kids to play fuss ball.
On hindsight, maybe he just wanted us to see his new toy - his transition specs. He kept asking “got turn black anot?”
Daughter’s Day?!?
It ’s Mother’s day this sun. I wanted to buy her a pair of shoes last week but she declined. But i guess the best present that she wants from me would be to accompany her for shopping, pedicure and meals. Very often, she would leave me stuff on my bed such as clothes she bought for me, and her favourite yan yan. 2 nights ago, i opened my drawer and she has already paid for my insurance…
Alamak, i feel so bad 
Maybe mother’s day to her is more like a daughter’s day where she would treat me nice nice…
Neng’s studio
Finally i got the chance to relac one corner with the folks at neng’s studio where she shared with 2 artists. We were surrounded with drawings and installations. We spoke about being entrepreneurial and we all concluded i DON’T have it.
But we decided to go for a car boot sale next month. Think. Think. Think. I still can’t decide what to sell.
Andrew was in Perth and he sms’ed me “this is so weird, i met my cousin’s girlfriend’s sister who recognise me from YOUR blog”.
Whacky, what are the chances man… or are we really turning into a global village.
The process begins
Step1: Pack the house (done)
Step2: Valuate the house (done)
Step3: Look for buyers
Step4: Look for house
The procrastination has to end somewhere… so managed to get the flat valuated done last week and now just have to wait… sembawang is really a nice place.
Kakis
End of week 3 and i’m tired not because of the nice, hyper classes but the lack of productivity.
Hardly sees Mike, he has like 22 teaching hours. Jean has just finished her exams, and first thing she asks us was “june holidays wanna go travel?” haha.
The prankster-Cherry bought me a t-shirt from bkk… a couple t-shirt, with a “over my dead body” note. Maybe i would end up wearing 2 at the same time. Still, thanks babe.
One of 2009 goals
Mr Mozart, Mr Bach… I’m back. I finally took up violin lessons. But i realised that i’m like one of those typical adult learners, i am impatient, yet slow performance. But i’ll try to go on with it until i can play twinkle twinkle little stars. The best part of the deal is after my violin lessons, i still can get to play piano. I really regret not practising harder last time.
Long live miss pepp
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