my paradise falls

meet sabby...

1. channel surfing must be done in this order: 33, 32, 35, 256, 56, 10 and 11
2. nine ice cubes in each cup of homemade coffee or milo. other drinks are free and easy
3. alarm times are always "round" numbers - 8.00, 8.05, 8.10 but never 8.11
4. right foot goes on the first step when ascending or descending stairs
5. if you are given five days to complete a task and you use only three, that's a sin 
6. the last piece of food to go from her dinner plate to her mouth is her favourite of the day
7. brushing your teeth four hours after you awake is excusable if you have urgent work
8. panadol should be eaten before you get a headache 
9. t-shirts and fbts are default wear. anything else has to be planned in advance
10. having split personality is okay, so long as you limit yourself to three personas like she does 

THE GOOD - for her "dr seuss" days
THE BAD - for her "edgar allan poe" days
THE UGLY - for the truth is always ugly

GBU folks!
(god bless u, not good bad ugly)

my colleagues finally found out that i'm 20, not 18, and most certainly not 17. i never knew they never knew. tongue twister for you.

makes me wonder if i'll ever have a sudden aging syndrome later in life... to compensate for my earlier stunted growth.

I KISSED HH TODAY, HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

MC'S TURN TOMORROW!

my little MC has to go for an operation to clear his sinus. i felt so wretched when i heard the news. he's barely three years old...

i have to write about this, even if it means compromising my assignment!

this morning, some of our kids were having block play. i just sat there offering comments and suggestions. basically, doing my best at scaffolding while flying under the hyperactivity radar. ten minutes into their play, HH declared "teacher, i'm going to give you haircut" and proceeded to RAKE the spiky blocks through my bald spot. it didn't turn out too bad so i started to relax a little. that's when i heard a "PRICKPRACKPRICKPRACK" symphony which my brain eventually translated into "ouch, my roots are being wrenched from my stupid head which couldn't tell me that earlier." anyway, the floor was littered with evidence. i picked up an offensive strand and waggled it in HH's face. "HH, YOU PULLED OUT MY HAIR. PAIN!!!" and you know what the boy did? he took the strand of hair from me, planted himself behind me and started fiddling with the rest of my surviving strands. "HH, what are you doing now?" "teacher, i help you put back." "oh, i see. sorry for asking. continue, continue..."

i've been sleeping inordinately these days and i am most certainly not upset over anything.

nappy-changing time is supposed to be one of the most routine things ever, right?

wrong.

today, while i was removing DK's diaper, i got showered by a hot stream of pee. forgot to tell DK that 1. i had already showered at home and 2. i like to shower with cold water. the funny thing was, i simply sat there and let myself get "merlioned" like a toilet bowl. plus, throughout the whole exchange, DK and i just stared into each other's eyes (trying to electrify and burn me at the same time). it's a lucky thing i don't suffer from the drop-jaw syndrome when in shock. otherwise... lemonade for you?

kids, glorious kids. may i have three toilet-trained ones in future.

I'M A BADGER!!!!!!!!!!

making it official in slightly over 12 hours!

i am feverish and tired...

but i cannot sleep any time soon because of duty to my workaholic and (ironically) procrastinator self.

i think i'm coming down with a flu. must be all that poop and vomit i've been cleaning up. it's a good thing my back was turned when the kid started throwing up. otherwise, our poor form teacher would have had to deal with an orchestra of pukers.

HELP, MY PORTFOLIO.