[[ Stickman & Stickbabe ]]

we're just two simple stickpeople who :-
met,
clicked,
hitched,
till death do us part...


[[ All I want in 2007... ]]

Seeing loved ones happy
Mission trips
Have a cute baby
Learn bridal makeup
Speak Camb/Viet
Pay off our housing loan!


[[ Leaving? ]]

~C-Cup : cupcakes from heaven... (perfect 4 parties)
~My Bali Photo Blog
~Melonbabe (my female sibling)
~Angelia (a kid i tutored, who grew up!)
~WZB (a woman with an expensive rock)
~Get Blobbed... (splish splash plop blobbe)
~My Primary School Classmate
~My pescatarian recipe blog
~Simplicity - making a difference in Kenya
~A visually delightful blog of a stranger
~Another visual treat...
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Monday, September 11, 2006
My birthday is approaching, and I wonder if Stickman has planned anything. A few days ago, he had this brainwave to write his life experiences down and has asked me to illustrate them with my stickdrawings.

In truth, I've not drawn a single Stickman or woman this week. I've been drawing creatures though. Triangular, oblong... trapeziums... all thanks to all the Math tuition I've been giving.

I've not been having much appetite. Strangely, I now feel it's so important to have an appetite for things, be it food, work or fun. Without appetite, life is bland as distilled water.

I feel like a terminally-ill, lethargic and without the will to live. Now I can finally say I understand what those terminally-ill patients at the place I volunteer feel about the 'vomit-food' served to them. For goodness sake, they're terminally ill. The food should be better prepared to give them an avenue of enjoyment. Perhaps this is the thing about hospital food. They suck.

Also I find that it's no good to hate irritating people and become mang-jang(irritated). Since I've so much self-control that I do not punish these people on the spot, I should also not make myself suffer in silence with unforgiveness.

At this moment, Stickman is apologising profusely to a myna which he's just pushed from the window to the ledge below after opening the window. (A pair of mynas are living below our window). He is a queer one.

With him by my side, I can endure all the irritating people in the world again. I shall endure Ms Pokie for a 100 more years.


stickbabe [ 9:51 PM ]