wassup baby?!
sorry for the lousy mother update…let’s cut the story short…
- our dear friend died…ok ok passed away…which i would like remind all of you, please dun ignore your health. if got problem, follow doctor’s instruction and pray hard.
-MY OFFICE BUILDING ON FIRE last thursday…its been more then a week and now, ITS STILL THE SAME! but thank God nobody was harm. shall have a seperate blog on that…got hilarious story to share.
i got nice haircut and yummy food!!
- darlin dorothy is 6 months old! happy birthday baby! since last blog, dorothy had a nice hair cut by yours truly 
- and i’m so thrill to announce…NO i am NOT pregnant but my colleague is ha ha ha…i’m thrill to let you all know DOROTHY START HER SOLID TODAY!! whoohooo…NOT gonna miss breastfeeding her ha ha ha evil mother. still continuing tho till the day the reservoir is dry
victoria is fevering now…3rd day already
and
WE BROKE OUR BED…dun ask why or how. cuz we wonder too! going ikea now! more on that soon…
packin up the bits and pieces…
bikermice complain my no update…awww….i have a fan!! heh heh…
too much has happen pass weeks since the goodbye of our dearest friend. as we are trying to get over the death of our friend, i find myself thinking and ven dreaming about him more. yikes! is he trying to tell me something like old people always says…he’s trying to bring message to someone thru my dreams. sometime i even wish quietly as i was queueing up for my morning bak chor mee at bendemeer market, that he will be himself, coming from behind me, tapping my shoulder and say hello Jasmine. he’s slightly slurred and short tongue voice still ring in my ears. today, bikermice played our wedding video which i dreaded to watch fearing of hearing his voice. as expected, when we saw him on screen, we try to be as causal but i could tell from the quivering in bikermice’s voice when my dad ask how old is he…he still misses his old buddy. yes a real buddy in times of war if it ever happen. oh no! who’s gonna partner bikermice now? me? ahh! i can’t run with a bazooka or dig trench i can only breastfeed and change diaper currently but i can share some laugh…can?
friends are all trying to come back together, to meet up and and catch up on the lost time and to also remember the dear friend who are no longer there. see! OHP, you’ve brought friends together, rest in peace now. you are a dear and precious friend to a lot of your bunk mate…they loved you. even though the casket is weeee little bit heavy but you ain’t heavy, YOU’RE THEIR BROTHER.
FOR HONOUR AND GLORY!
