Went for tuition today as usual. Turned out the Principal (God knows who he/she is) wanted to check their work. The kids are supposed to hand in their T1W1- T2W9 worksheets, filed in chronological order, next week. *fingers crossed that they've done all their corrections...er... correctly, no missing pieces, all test papers signed by parents*
But it's like wishing for the paunch which I've, all through the years, painstakingly concealed from the public eye to disappear once & for all...
will NOT happen. Wake up Jean. *slaps self... gently of course*
Hmmm... think I shall upload this photo of my darling hamster *the guai-est to date among its other 7 squeaking siblings/half-siblings/step-siblings/parents/watever (yes, my frens, they DO commit incest) This one's the only one who'll lie flat on my palm while I massage its back... so trusting, this little fella. Didnt bother naming cos no matter wat I call out, they'll ALL respond. Sheesh. Talk abt identity-crisis.
Speaking of pets, I wonder how big has Zac grown since the last time I saw him. Haha... so heartwarming to hear that the whole family's become attached to him.
*Flashback: Dad complaining abt Pui-Ter attacking him while he was gingerly trying to feed him a peanut HAHAHA!!! Mai siao siao, my hamster can make u bleed man.*
Here's Pui-Ter's grandson/granddaughter (still cant figure out the gender)