Mooncake Fest 08

We went up to Genting to check out my parents’ new apartment and also to celebrate mooncake festival. Together with our neighbours, we ate, got drunk and batu-ed (ahem) by a bonfire till wee hours in the morning, singing Kumbaya and Beatles, lol. It was fun.


Full moon flanked by fairy lights and lanterns.

Sisi was filthy by the time we reached home. I watched my mom bathed her for the first time. It’s amazing how much smaller she is when she’s drenched.

Bath.
Soaked.

Wiping face and eye booger.
Wiping her face.

After a good soap and scrub, it’s time for a blow job!

Fluffy.
Time to fluff her up again.

I kept telling my boyfriend that we could really consider not having children and just have dogs but I’ve changed my mind after looking through these pictures by Mr. Phillip Toledano.

DAYS WITH MY FATHER.

Check it out, and don’t forget the Kleenex (or Premier) while you’re at it. Must see/read from the beginning.

Toledano’s other work is equally impressive, you can find them here.

Quarter life crisis.

Why does having a house, 2 cars and 2.5 children so desirable? Because it’s really not that easy to achieve and despite the boringness, mediocrity and normalcy of it all, people who have achieved that are gloating and secretly laughing at us.

Why am I so paranoid about the education of the children I don’t even have? Because I know better.

Why is it easier to be held hostage by your loved ones now than when you’re a teenager? Because compassion increases with age.

Why is it still bothersome even when I’ve known all the answers?

/update/

Why does Maybank need 3 fucking days to print out bank statements? THIS I REALLY DON’T KNOW. STUPID BANK!