My thoughts on finances, children

Sitting in a restaurant now waiting for the person whom I’d be possibly handing over my hard-earned savings over for investment.

I know nothing about finances and at the rate am going I probably would not be able to retire with the lifestyle that suits me, hence this meeting.

I think when I have children next time I will make sure that they are equipped with knowledge on finances rather than chasing As.

In fact I think I will skip pre-school altogether and just bring them to playgrounds for socialising’s sake. And I will let them watch loads of Sesame Street, paint, do crafts (by the way this local business called Little Paper Crate supplies craft projects subscriptions for kids and parents – makes me want to have kids to play with!!!), read a lot of books and learn Mathematics by assisting with my cooking/baking.

I read that children in Japan don’t take a single exam until they are 10 years old. The first 10 years are focused on developing good manners and a good character. How cool is that?

Compared that to what I watched on television recently about Singaporean parents who spend $1200 per month on pre-schools and have their kids go for “enrichment” courses (read: fancy names for tuition classes because heaven forbid the kids are not learning enough from the 1.2k a month school) that go on until midnight wtf

Not surprising that the kids featured on the tv show have shockingly bad manners. One called his mother a T-rex on national television, though rightly so hahahaha

Hmmm, don’t know how I veered off the course so much from finances to child rearing but anyway if one day you ever found me blogging about my kids getting straight As and going to some fancy tuition class – I implore you to print this blog post out, roll it up, dip it in excrement and slap my face with it.

Repeatedly.

My first instagram video

Wearing one of my favourite tops which naturally is in my favourite colour – blue.

# – Eyes on my phone.
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# – Leg crossed.
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# – Cause am coy like that.
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Top from Bazarro. Colleague said it reminded him of Kim Kardashian’s killer whale dress except that it’s blue.

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Skirt from H&M. Shoes from Tesco Lotus and bag from ri2k.

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Finally made my first instagram video. Directed and shot by the husband.

It is only 8 seconds so watch lah.

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Thank you for watching.

By the way, follow me at  https://instagram.com/kimberlycun

Cheers.

Fifth and last day in Bangkok with mom

It was our fifth and last day in Bangkok. We had a lot of time to kill after checking out as the flight home was in the evening.

We took the train to Ekamai station and exited straight into this Japanese shopping complex called Gateway.

# Gateway Ekamai.

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It was a nice place to chill…generally reminded me of Great Eastern Mall at Jalan Ampang.

Our first stop was teatime at this restaurant that served only dessert called Kyo Roll En.

# – Kyo Roll En.

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It served these Japanese swiss rolls of various flavours that are so light and delicious!

# – Mom’s matcha ichigo roll, matcha/black sesame ice cream and fresh fruits with a matcha truffle.

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# – My ichigo roll, black sesame ice cream, fresh fruits and a chocolate truffle.

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# – Momsy.

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After dessert, we had a mini spree at Boots again :P

And then we had a not so mini spree at a shop called Tsuruha that sells all kinds of Japanese skincare and masks. On top of few random lipsticks, liners and lotions, we bought a few hundred ringgit worth of facial masks for our pro-youth initiatives.

Then we ate again…at this place called Hinaya.

We laughed about eating so much Japanese food in Thailand. Then we decided that our next holiday should be Japan!

Maybe I haven’t been to the nicer Japanese restaurants but I think the Japanese food in Malaysia is nicer…more delicate.

# – Mentaiko on tamago, some kinda summer roll, sushi tamago, gyoza and barachirashi.

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And then it was time to head back to the hotel, where our bags were kept still.

Took the same taxi from the day before.
While approaching a toll, Mr. Meter Taxi, seriously he insisted that it’s his name said, “Safety belt”.

Thinking it must be cops or something, we obediently pulled the belts out to find that there’s no way to buckle them.

So we held the buckles down with our hands….until not long after passing the toll, Mr Meter Taxi said, “Safety belt” again.

Baffled, I repeated after him, “Safety belt?”.

“Ya, ya safety belt.”

We tugged at our safetybelts to show that we were using them.

A couple more exchanges on safety belts before I realised he had meant “sixty baht”. Poor man was just asking for the toll money.

Mom and I couldn’t stop laughing while handing him the money.

The most epic part of this story soon followed.

Mr Meter Taxi turned on his radio and started singing along to Michael Learns to Rock in perfect English!

# – A zebra in Mr. Meter Taxi’s taxi.

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By the way, if you would like a taxi driver who knows his city, is polite, sweet and charges reasonably for airport transfer in BKK, Mr. Meter Taxi’s number is 0823342346. His English is not great so be more patient when trying to communicate with him.

We arrived in the airport, did just a little more shopping and then flew home.

And that was how our Bangkok trip went – brilliantly.