old works, grown kids. Milo+biscuit clubs.

Its amazing how fast they grow, and when pictures can't catch up with their growth

my illustrations are way, way behind.

Matt is already going 4/5, gabriel already going 6/7, chloe going 3/4.

My dear niece Joe is already going to be P3.

My sis once told me that I can go about life without making time for the little ones

but they won't wait and before I know it, they'll be all grown up without me

And I would have missed out in being part of their childhood...

So here's a note to parents out there

You will work all your life,

but your kids have only one childhood in their lifetime


MILO+BISCUITS CLUB

so i organised this club, milo+biscuits club held occasionally

under our void deck,

where stories were told, songs were exchanged and imagination encouraged.


to their childhood.

ny

The latest latest, I'm moving.

This is Totto when she was about 1 month plus. She looks so sweet doesn't she?

The latest latest, I'm moving out of my current place to a bigger nicer place I can finally call home.

Though I would say, home is where my heart is.

The new home would be shared by me, yin, jed, jones, and totto.

I really can't wait. Most probably by the next week we'll all be moved in.

I can imagine all the parties, the dinners, the stay-overs of my niece and nephews...

Wonderful.



An illustration of my play pals.

Signing off, going to check out my new place and do some measurements to make sure we buy the right furnitures.

Cheers to my new space.

dreams.reality.empty promises.

was thinking through these 3 words yesterday and this morning,
think they will be nagging at the back of my head for a while.
Hopefully writing this blog would get it out of my mind.


DREAMS
dreams are make believes, things that we could possibly hope or wish for,
things that are always higher than we can imagine.
Dreams are... imagination at its peak, which would inspire us for the unreachable
or simply entertain us in the mandatory routine of life.



REALITY
reality weighs us down to the ground of the tangible.
what is, what was, and what never was.
reality can bore us, or drive us further in endurance, hoping to break through its heavy hands
Patience is key in reality
physics will prove its existence in given time.
Last but not least, the one I dread



EMPTY PROMISES
empty promise is giving the impossible a hope to achieve and mixing a false hope of reality into the dream.
it cheats us of passion and energy to reach the goal that was never there to begin with
Perhaps the intention was pure, but empty promises bring nothing but disappointments, anger and bitterness


I love to dream of the impossible and tell myself, who knows...

I can at least try and if it fails, it was never achievable to begin with.
but when promised of a certain act, and realised that along the way of trying to achieve it
it was never possible to begin with, can be very... painful.
I never minded company who dreams with me, laugh over the impossibility of things
yet add colours to my imagination, freeing ourselves in day-dream and make believe
but it can be painful when trying to soften the disappointment
yet be accused of not being understanding and making demands of things that wasn't practical

why then made promises?
empty promises, be it pure intentions or cheap lies,
i despise and will make an effort not to entertain.


:( ny

the therapeutic cats, I have

I have 6 cats currently in the office where I work.

This picture shows mutt'mutt in the mo'mo series when they were about 2 months+.

Mutt and Mo'mo are twins, they sleep the same manner, are inseparable.

Sometimes I catch myself thinking about the heartaches I'll suffer from the deaths of my cats.

I have 3 silver tabbies (the first batch), 2 twins that are slightly brown tabbies (2nd batch) and Totto Chan (a mixed tabby)

Here's an illustration of totto chan::


like any other cat/pet lover, i have tonnes of pictures of my cats.

will try to load as many as possible.

I agree with Albert Schweitzer when he quoted::

There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: Music and cats.

It really helps to have cats in the office, they make us break out into laughter when we're really stressed about work.

They have this sense of liberation about the way they express themselves...

Which when being around them, kind of rubs some courage off us to do the same.

I love my cats.

I have dogs too by the way.

But thats another entry, for another day.


*meow*

starting again.

Starting the blog all over again is not necessarily a bad thing.

I had one, lost my password or couldn't really remember my login so,

had to start another. Well, hopefully this time round I will really be disciplined enough to ensure an entry.

Watch this space, will be placing some illustrations, happenings and pictures.

Cheers.