Tag: genting

a trip to the hills but saw some valleys.

joined my parents in genting over the weekends. bak kut teh with loads of pork tripes. that’s what my dad used to convince me to drive up alone. well not entirely alone i guess since i had charlie to accompany me. charles experienced his inaugural face slams thanks to his mommy trying to play michael schumacher in a kelisa :P

then we all drove down to ulu yam to check out some hot springs.


on the way to see hot springs.

in the end i stayed in the car because the place looked dirty and dilapidated. i’m glad i did because i caught this:

back cleavage AND ass crack. it totally jack up my appetite for bak kut teh by ten-folds.

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.