Small Step

We measure our lives by the progresses we make.

Our first steps.

Our first words.

Our first kiss.

Our first s***** e*********.

I got my own room in the office today.

Hehehe.

Okay now go away and don’t disturb me. I have to look important and busy.

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Soles

Did you hear about the shoe factory that burnt down?

Two hundred soles were lost.

Jokies

Where did Napoleon keep his armies?

– In his sleevies.

:(

[16:15] sean: so, want to go tomorrow not?
[16:16] siaoyue: errrr
[16:16] siaoyue: lazy lor
[16:16] siaoyue: hahahaha
[16:16] siaoyue: if soem quiet night i dont mind
[16:17] sean: aunty lah youuuu
[16:18] siaoyue: ya i am old and lonely…like anttyk
[16:18] sean: anttyk is actually over 30
[16:18] sean: hahahahaha
[16:18] sean: that one different
[16:18] siaoyue: haha i am so gonna copy and paste this and send to him

😦

Today is Friday lah.

I woke up this morning and thought to myself – what a lovely Saturday morning this is. I shuffled to the living room cradling my cup of hot green tea. I reminded myself to call C. Lengus to confirm when we were supposed to fish hunting.

I plonked myself on the sofa and switched the TV on. I watched Travel and Living for a while.

Hungry from gazing at food, I switched to CNN. Let’s see what those funny Americans are up to now. The familiar theme filled the living room. A booming voice announced:

“You’re watching CNN! The date is FRIDAY, January 18…”

What??!?? It’s 9.10 am!

Ohsheetohsheetohsheetohsheet…

Cabutsssssssssss.

Mr Cicak

As kids, Muks and I kept many pets. We had white mice (we refused to call them rats), guinea pigs, fishes, squirrels, hamsters, dogs and budgerigars. Our favourite was Big Steve, a female white mouse with an odd habit. She loved licking people, just like a little dog – her tiny tongue went slurp, slurp, slurp. She licked my mom on the elbow once, and boy did she scream bloody murder.

Sadly, due to my work, I haven’t kept pets in ages (discounting my two human pets on Facebook – Lils and Elaine). I think the deprivation is getting to me because these days I have taken to chatting with a house lizard, who hangs out on top of the Ikea lamp in the living room.

“Hey, how was your day?”

“Cikcikcikcik.”

“That bad huh? Did you catch many insects today?”

Cikcik.”

“Good good. Remember to catch more mossies. Thanks.”

“Cik.”

I need help. I think I’ll go out this weekend to look for some fishes.

What The Hell?

Six f*cking nil?

Niamah.