5th mnth-heavens to the womb

Dear junior,
Hope u r doing awesome in ur pod. Papa gonna finish his work fast and come back earlier for our little talk. I hope u miss me too. Mumy told me that u r in critical condition now. Both us, gong gong po po, wai gong wai po is worry bout u.

Today papa spent a lot of energy to sulk and think deeply about u. 153 days suddenly seems very far away. Papa don’t know how to be optimistic with the figure. But to tell u, when I was younger, I like to do the impossible and scale to a higher heights. I hope u have this too, come out and meet us. We r gonna b good buddy.

Again, words cant express how much we are anticipating u. Plz b good, no notty notty and counting days for our meeting.

~love,papa.

5th mnth ? update?

Dear junior,

Hello. How r u doing there? I hope u r growing right and healthily, absorbing all things good from mumy. 5 more days, and I will be back from my work, imma bring mumy to doctor and do a scan on her big tummy a.k.a. ur temporary pod, just to say hi and waszup and being able to see you move and stretching thru the screen really makes me us thrilled. Thrilled is totally underrated, whatever the choice of words, know that u r our pride and joy.

Papa always get SMS and phone call from mumy saying that u r very active and playful, and knowing that, it just makes me want to come back earlier to be at ur mumy side, to feel your movement, to continue stories for u, or maybe sang u some love songs, kiddie songs. I believe that this coming round of check-up, we will be able to determine your gender, and start asking ur aunt MT to call sifu to help think of some great names for u. Mumy always said that papa don’t have enough time to stay with her and preparing for your arrival. “meet and greet” session yah? In fact, papa had a lot plan involving u, that sometimes mumy complained that papa neglected her. Hah.

Today 2.18pm, papa get a SMS from mumy saying that u r not feeling well today. Whole day mood thrown down the window. When papa get back to room, cant stop thinking of u and initiated a quick prayer,I hope it reached the heaven & blessing being channeled to u. Called ur wai po and she said will bring ur mumy to check prior to papa’s home coming. Cant wait anymore, even im eager to see you on screen again. Just hope they come out with good news that you are doing well. Rmbr to give a big thumbs up yah when doctor come and check u up.

~love,papa

4month. Updates!

Baby is 4mth old in mumy's tummy. saw the fingers, legs. Faster come november, papa want to see your cute face.

and be good, doc said you are sleeping at lower position of the placenta. So mum cant go around coz have to wait you sleep in higher position in mumy's tummy. Today mamy called papa and said can feel that you are doing the footwork for drifting. wait papa come back i sing you better songs and read you stories.

papa have to work somewhere so cant accompany you and mumy everyday. i will make up for that soon ok. c u again during next scan and we should start to think a nice + awesome name for u then.

~love

1 fucked up morning

the above title said it all.

sometimes u might wonder how fucked up it can be early in the morning. i tell u its disssssssssss fuckedup. given a scenario as below;

~ u phone rang and it shows ur manager calling u when u r off duty / holidays / having ur good sweet time / sleeping / taking a dump and u answer it, only to find out that more problem is en routing. u spent quite some times trying to "fix it remotely", which happens so when u r not in the fucking office, and someone trying to fucked up your day, and take note, my fucking off day and sleeping time. not that i hate my job or my managers, but to be precise, the kanenaubuchaucheebuy-retardedrmarderfacker-$!***porean who makes my day.

if u ask me well enuff, 8 out of 10 $!***porean is at least at kanenaubuchaucheebuy-retarderdmarderfacker-level. i hate the 8 in every single effing way. y in the blu hell that they are so proud of themselves being hated all over the world?

$!***porean, u r nothing more than me, the guy nex to u , the guy from Indon, or the lady waiting for her maggi goreng at New York, un-fucking-less u r walking with ur lips, eat with ur ears, talk with ur armpit, then shut d fuck up and make urself more "accepted" to the rest of the world.

peace & fuck u $!***porean. hahaha.