Thad's school & faith

I picked up a smiling Thaddeus at 1600 hrs; as a mum, I couldn't be happier. Teacher sam (form teacher) told me that Thad cried 3 times a day. Once at arrival, once right after lunch, once after tea-time.
The morning one is separation anxiety, 2nd one is likely bcos I used to pick him up after lunch, a little bit of disappointment and denial. The last one is anticipation overloading. He seems to be making good progress. Less and less tears...
Teacher sam said he doesn't want 陈老师 at all, when she tried getting close to him, he'll shout "no" at her. Poor 老师 tried so hard. I dunno if it's the language or it's just her. Thad also dun call teacher sam "teacher sam", he just calls her "sam". Wow! What audacity! Didn't I teach my boy manners? What kind of mother am I?
Thad has been eating well in school and at home since school started. He sleeps early too. A little later than 8pm, he'll say Thaddeus sleep, Thaddeus sleep. If you continue holding him back, he'll whine for milk and pillow. Another very nice thing abt Thaddeus started happening, he'll ask you to pray for him, or for anything he knows he's scared of. He'll say God is big and strong (shawn, his way). I love my little God fearer.

many apologies

Hi pple,

I'm so sorry for missing out so much in writting. I hope to catch up soon but school is getting really too busy. The nice thing is ... I'm having a long semester break after this term which is ending end of August.

BIG SIGH!!!

So long...

Random

Today has gotta be a desk-bound day… Mid-week Wednesday supposed to be exciting as half a race is completed. I decided to stay in the office after lunch tdy. Not gonna do anything in the lab so that I can be sitting right in front of the comp. Not that I enjoy it, but I wanna avoid the lab and standing for the day. I kept yawning non-stop.

I drove myself to work tdy. Hus was very tired, that the lights and sounds I made during preparation for work left him undisturbed. How can I bear to wake him from the deep slumber? He has overworked to pamper his wife and I have a vehicle right under my flat which I can drive to work… So I did the loving thing, I drove myself to work…

AYE is a busy route to work but it’s pretty fast, 15-20mins on a very congested road. Everything went well, except there was a truck of men ogling at me. Maybe it’s me in the van, the vehicle dun look right for a young-looking girl, and definitely the P-plate.

I got to the office with a bang. *literally* I banged into a low wall at the carpark. Cos the parking lot is on a slope and my vehicle is long … I can’t explain it better in words. But there wasn't an apparent damage. *phew* My colleagues were surprised and commented “small lady, big car”. I guess the same reason why pple looked at me on the roads.

DRIVING

I’ve been driving for less than a month. I'm still a little scared in jams on expressways, cos I was honked at on Monday by an irritable bus-driver. I think I wasn’t at fault. I need to exit, he left some allowance in front of him, I took his lane for less than 2 secs and exited. But his honking was a deliberate 5 secs or more…

Although I now used less time to travel from one place to another; and a lot more convenient, I’m spending more time traveling. Ferry people here and there, parking and getting lost. I now yearn to go out more, further and later. Hence I’ve got less time at home, and many times I get home later than Hus. Irony.

Family

Dad and Mum are still in the midst of a cold war. She has been missing family dinners and coming home late. Sista thinks she just couldn’t care-less, so we shouldn’t be affected too. While Dad is still very affected, he asked abt her from each of us, but when we talked abt it amongst us, We realized how frequent that is.

My mum is rather foul-tempered while my dad isn’t good with words. They are both insecure yet refuse to be assuring. Either their combi is bad or they’ve gradually become more like each other hence it’s still BAD.

A good diving evening

Routines, routines, more routines… how I dread it? Wake up early this morning to come to work again. At work, I collected the same samples, recorded the same results and eat at the same time… Knock off at the same time. The job feels like best for retirees, nothing too exciting. It's ONLY MID-WEEK, i'm dying!

This pales in comparison with the evening I had. Hus and I went diving in Outram Sec again. I was trying out diving in doubles, a.k.a. twin tanks… It was really fun for me to try it out the first time and need not carry the tanks on me until the water… The stability was remarkable in twins. Of course not too far off my AGIR single wing, but a whole lot of difference in Halcyon single. But the buoyancy control is very very different, a bit of air introduced and released makes a great deal of depth change.

The twins weren’t too comfortable for me as my body is shorter than most divers, hence my head wasn’t resting well on the manifold (the metal tube that connects the 2 tanks together). I couldn’t look in front, I can only look down. If I try to look in front, I’m out of trim. That’s very frustrating.

Being in good trim is very impt, especially to me, a good trim makes you look good and different under water… the body should be parallel to the floor/seabed, a straight body from chest to knees. It’s not that easy in doubles. I would love to grow taller, if not, a doubles that suit me well!

Other than that, the water works are fine. Hus was drilling me on drills. The basic 5s, valve-drill, out-of-air and they repeat and repeat. Just to make sure that they went into my head and stayed there for LIFE!!! Hus was an instructor under water, so that I would be able to be capable enough to buddy him on tech dives in future (still far from it). His expectations are only reasonable in a high risk hobby like diving deep.

Well, I wasn’t smooth as I was on land. Dive skills I mean; cos my whiny and bargaining spirit were still clearly displayed in water. I did my drills pretty slowly so that I will recall every step without missing any one of it. Hus said being slow is not acceptable when I argued to be calm instead. Well, you choose to be slow and steady or hasty and miss. I think when training with Hus, the former is preferred cos he’ll start to nag at my mistakes when we’re on land again, then he ridicules, laughs and mocks repeatedly. Till I’m more familiar…i shall still be slow.

Hus was nice yesterday; he bought me a rash guard so that I dun have to squeeze into my tiny wetsuit. He was a husband when he did that. Then he was patient and nice in the water, which is rare, that he’s an instructor. He rarely uses positive feedback with me (as a wife) so I enjoyed his mentorship last evening.

We’re going Pulau Aur this weekend!

excite my life, please...

I’m tired and sleepy again. Last week I was like that because I had to rush to BBDC for driving lessons everyday after work. Although everything is over now, I’m still tired. *scratch head*

Having pass the driving test, I’m overjoyed. But the scariest time is actually now, I feel almost close to living dead man. I’ve nothing to look forward to, no mission to accomplish. Now, I dunno why I look forward to knocking off work. There’s still a long time bfor Hus gets home from the time I knock off, and I dunno why should I be looking forward to Hus’ return even. He rarely wants anything to do with me.

Then I detest waking up in the morning for another day of work… duh! I’m really quite bored.

I know I should be reading abt technical diving, but bcos I dunno when Hus will take me diving again, I dun feel the need to be reading this early. Especially when I’m so scared that he’ll procrastinate as usual, the stuff that I’ve read might never be useful bfor my brain let the knowledge go naturally.

Sigh… I’m sure there’s more to life than routine.

Updates

*yawn* it’s been a lazy day so far. I so lack zzzz… I stayed over at my maiden’s last night cos Hus was away for reservist and we hung out late at my grant aunt’s wake.

It’s the first time I went back to sleep after I got married. It doesn’t feel like before cos there’s too much reshuffling after I left. Sista and Tao Rong took over my room and I have to sleep in Sistie’s. They’ve thrown away my mattress and I slept on Sistie’s pre-upgraded one… a little too soft for me… I just like my own home, nothing wrong with my old home. I still love it and thankful that Daddy gave us a big place for our big family. I love Daddy and Mummy.

I was thinking abt Hus just before I sleep, Hus is enjoying himself very much with his garang scouts. He dint even have time to miss me or think of me… hmmp! :p

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I had a pretty good weekend which might be the reason why work feels dreadful. It began with a dinner with Hus at Pepper Lunch Suntec City. I love the food served there, if you like Tepanyaki, you’ll like Peper Lunch as well.

Look at how hus is enjoying his Sirloin Steak on hotplate and rice… yummy!

After dinner is solo-shopping again, I bought 2 bras… hee hee. So long never buy bra le. *no pix for these, =p*

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On Saturday, it started pouring at dawn. But that dint stop me from meeting Yuli and Levi for lunch. It’s been a very long time since I saw Yuli. She’s now teaching PE at Jurong Primary School, our primary school.

We met at Soup Spoon, Paragon, for lunch…

Check out our sumptuous lunch… that’s hell lot of food for 3 persons… so we dint finish everything on the table… We packed away, no food wastage ;)

Show you a cute boy who sat beside us…

So CUTE!!!

Then Levi had to sell Yuli some policies… maybe that’s the reason he asked us out. We went over to Bakerz Inn for Tea…

This is my tea, I like the colour, and the tangy sourish after taste. Clean and refreshing; like a warm ribena.

So nice!!!

Then Yuli went off to meet her Boyfriend for a cell-group… A couple who’s in God…BLESS them! Couldn’t be happier to know another Christian couple.

Then Levi and I shopped around since it’s still early to pick up Lionel… I always feel worried abt being alone with Levi, cos I afraid to bump into FCCS regulars; their creativity writes interesting stories… Worse still, made those thoughts lunch talks. Levi and I are good friends for real, together with the cliques, invincible CRAPS!

Introducing Levi’s new car… bad shots though, please forgive my photography skills.

Subaru WRX... with Modifications... This car made Levi go hungry... maintenance is high!

Goodbye Lionel
We picked Lionel and Yue Fen up. Yue Fen is a stewardess, and she’s flying off the San Francisco 30 mins before Lionel’s flight to Sydney. Lionel is gonna be studying for the next 4 yrs in University of Sydney. His folks want him to come back as little as possible to save on traveling… Yucky feeling for him I guess, he keep complaining that he has stingy parents… His sister is paying for this trip and education, alright? I wonder if I can be a sister like that too…

But Lionel is a rich kid, stays in Bt Timah Terrace. 5-storey high with 10 toilets…but stingy parents apparently.

I hope Lionel does well for his education; he’s been too unmotivated previously. Haven really put in much effort in school.

Kevin is graduating from UQ end of the year; he invited me to join him to dive at Great Barrier Reef with him before he comes back… Argh… I really feel like going, and Hus isn’t keen since he dove that before… Can I dive then make a trip to Canberra to visit the Chengs altogether?

The sending off took the whole evening, after that I left with Mel. We headed to town in an ultra congested traffic as there was National Day rehearsal and this year they are doing a really big celebration at the Marina. ECP is super jammed, so is all the roads that get us to town. But Mel and I saw Fireworks in the car… so nice, so pretty! Fireworks never fail to put a smile on my face and a tinge of thankfulness in my blessed life. I love God.

Mel and I went on separate ways once we hit town, I did my shopping before heading home. Urgh… I actually got home later than Hus. Even knowing that, I still took slow small steps to get home. A new breezy walk towards a man who isn’t keen to see me… sigh big time… I texted him, “unless you say you miss me, I’m not going home soon.” Completely NO reply… BIG SIGH!

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Sunday, we went to FCCS together, Hus is off. The 1st time since we’re married, appearing together in FCCS. So I was happy that I needn’t answer “where’s your husband? Working even on Sundays?” FIL was overjoyed to see Hus turning up outside church. I could see the “Parable of the Prodigal Son” right before my eyes. FIL always like us to come to FCCS, despite knowing that Hus is little interested in church affair and the preaching.

I tried my bestest to keep Hus awake, I still failed. It’s already quite an interesting preacher…

Hus + Mandarin + 11am service = zzzz

Equation actually works for FIL as well… 11am is actually a good time to sleep especially when you wake up around 8am or earlier.

After Service, we had lunch with FIL before he rushed back home with packed lunch for BIL and gf… He dropped us back in church to watch the yf-ers play soccer and the “pitch”.

It seems like a good tool for evangelism. We attracted a lot of attention and 4 from Nigeria joined in, while some Chinese boys stood by somewhere to watch us play.

Just before Hus was drenched in perspiration just from watching the game, the game ended and he headed to VivoCity. Hus got a hair-cut then we did grocery shopping… He’s gonna leave me alone at home for the whole of next week, so he better keep the house well stock-up before coming back home to find a dying starving wife…

It’s easy to make food for Hus, but not myself. Laziness overcomes me more often than not when it comes to food preparation for myself. Hunger is usually not too hard to bear.

While Hus prepares for his reservist, I made him his favourite Caesar Salad… He’s choosy over vegetables so he might not have enough Fibre and Vit C during his in-camp…

GoodBye Hus

He left at 6.30am on Monday and we haven really spoke to each other since. Just some exchange in messages… I hope I won’t find him strange and unfamiliar at the end of the week like his last reservist…

Wednesday..

I'm sleepy... it's only wednesday. Although i wouldn't consider this week a slow week, i still love weekend to come sooner. My boss, Ellen, is away for holiday. 2 weeks okay?... how envious. Just when you think time is slow and you needed a break longer than 2 days of a weekend.

I received this email. Do you know sg do not have non-working holiday until the 9th of August... that's still some time away. I can't take leave to just lengthen my breaks cos i'm saving my leave in case i'm planning to travel.

i met Linda for dinner last night. 2 lonely women on the less crowded Orchard road... almost heavenly if not for the thought of waking up early and go to work the next day. *bleh...* I got home and waited for Hus as usual. After He gets home, we started trying to connect to the internet that supposed to start working yesterday. But it dint... after a good 45min try.

Hus might be changing his off weekend with a colleague. How precious a day whereby we can both sleep late and laze in our cozy house? I'm not upset abt it *scratch me*, maybe i've got use to it. Nothing new with no companion on a NO-work day...

If Hus is working, i hope to be able to rollerblade and fall my big butt off literally.

Thought of the blog:

- get out of monotony to feel better abt the good LIFE!

finally... it's 5pm

I’m going for my driving lesson again. I’m scared. Like when I was young, I’m afraid of nasty teachers. Although I’m not a “sweetie-pie” with a heart of gold myself, and I can be fwak-lao sarcastic, I’m still scared of mean pple.
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Yes, I have a mean instructor. I'm assigned to a group of 2 instructors on rotating shifts, both are very senior instructor. One is particularly mean. He has a paper stuck onto the dashboard that says “I must teach with patience” and a smiling smiley but NOPE, he aint have a smile.
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I gifted with a talent that all of you might not know. I can irritate him very much. He can nag a lot. He repeats his comment a million times even when I had gotten it right. He usually stripped me off of confidence first, then self-worth and at the end of the lesson, I feel totally defeated. k
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Well, if you are thinking that I might be really angry in the car when he does it. You’re wrong! I still put on my angelic (bracey) smile and apologise when I did something wrong. I was hoping he will not nag at me since I realize what I should/shouldn’t have done. But it yielded the same result. Nonetheless, I’m remaining this way, cos this incur less wrath I think, and I realize what’s more important than pride. This driver’s license is costly alright? And fil is silently hoping that I might be able to do it at 1st attempt. I TOO hope to get over and done with this!

*yawn* it's midweek

Let me first tell you abt dinner at Mum's place on monday. I cooked since mum & sista were ill. it seems like i've been pretty depraved of beans (hus dun take beans and nuts) that we had french beans and bake beans. Sistie helped me with the baked beans with sausage and luncheon meat.

I wanted to eat at the "jinx" table - named by Sistie and i, cos the table has been there for more than a month and we haven had any proper dinner there until now. even on monday, Dad, Tao Rong and Jarek weren't around. Gotta do another dinner soon.

*yawn*

I woke up today feeling extremely tired. That's bcos I woke up in the middle of the night to shut the windows and Hus was lying ON a big part of the quilt that i had to battle cold last night. Although Hus has comforted that "it's already mid-week", it feels like "it's only mid-week"

Lunch routine...

I just finished lunch. I had chinese mixed rice again, cos i'm not lacking in noodles back in our new house. Hus has already gotten sick of instant noodles... the mess is slowly decreasing, gradually we'll move into proper lifestyle. Healthy fresh produce in nice and neat home. *alright, i think i'm a neat freak*
I did lunch with 4 other colleagues, Ellen, Esther, Sally and Arbaeyah. Sally and Arbaeyah like to talk abt the shows on the TV the previous night, that topic used to bore me alot. I think i've gotten use to it that i dun resist it that much. But i hope i will never discuss abt those stuff in my life next time. That's quite a sad sign abt how "interesting" your life is... it revolves around MediaCorp Production and that is what probably affects your general ideology in future.
Our scriptwritter loves to write abt unfaithful, henpecked, chauvinistic or egoistic/insecure men and fierce, naggy, and unappreciative women... there's so much sterotyping that i think people get rather insecure abt commitments.
My colleagues talked abt the drama as though the actors/resses are their close friends and they feel bad for their cheating husband, wives or friends with cunning friends. I always find this amusing... NOT so personal right? My hus is sometimes like that too, he gets really affected by the emo in the show... "so aunty", right? but i find that really cute... haha