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I’ve got 3 kids.

Fee is 8.5 years old, in Primary 3.

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Charly is 2.5 years old, entering childcare in a couple of weeks.

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Lily is almost 5.5 months old, starting solids soon.

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I got my PhD.

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I’m still a SAHM. In fact, with 3 kids, I’m more of a SAHM than ever. Someday, I will go out to do what I love. Now, I will stay at home and do what I love.

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Can you get married in university?

*Horror scenes of her eloping when she’s 19*

No! Of course not! Nobody, nobody gets married in university! You must wait till you’ve finished university. You can only get married when you’re out of university. Even then, it’s probably a good idea to wait for a while before deciding to get married. Do you understand?

Then why are you married? To Papa?

*Hubby bursts into mad laughter*

Oh, me. Erm. I’ve actually finished university. It’s just that I… erm… I like it so much, I decided to continue being in the university. Erm, yes. I finished university, then I married your Papa, then I decided to continue being in the university. You understand? You must finish university before you can even think of marrying anybody.

She looked half-convinced. Hubby sounded like he was going to asphyxiate laughing. I think I’ve better get back to writing that dissertation.

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I’m on first name basis!


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I wonder if apples are still the thing to give. And whether they are accepted in lieu of dissertation. I could give a basket… a bushel… an entire truck! Heck, an apple tree even!

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I need a farmer. Pronto.

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On behaviour:

Slander is the revenge of a coward, and dissimulation his defense.

– Samuel Johnson

On hate:

Hatred is the coward’s revenge for being intimidated.

– George Bernard Shaw

On love:

A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.

– Mahatma Gandhi

Except, of course, the gutless is already gutless. Whoopee.

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Only man can blush.
No other creature knows of shame.
Why have we wandered so far away
From simple honesty?

– Edwin Liebfreed, The Song of the Soul

If I am to ever write another PhD dissertation or a book, it will be on shame. “[F]or truth is truth to the end of reckoning.” So Shakespeare himself writes in Measure for Measure.

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I’ve never worked so hard through Christmas. I guess it’s different when it’s still the 3rd? 5th? 6th? year of your PhD. I don’t even know how they count the number of years anymore. But surely it means, there’s hope yet for me.

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From the movie, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban:

Professor Lupin: Now repeat after me – without wands please – repeat after me, Riddikulus.
Class: Riddikulus!
Professor Lupin: Very good. A little louder please, and very clearly. Rid-di-kulus.
Class: Riddikulus!
Malfoy [under his breath]: This class is ridiculous.

Because I know what his boggart is.

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We received her graduation photo.

Puffing up with paternal pride at the sight of his 3 years old daughter in her graduation robe, wearing her mortar board, holding her scroll, looking straight on ahead, Mr Fluffy Hubby boasted, “Check out the focus in her eyes!”

Then addded, “She looks like the one who’s getting her PhD!”

Hmmph.

Wait till I do get the PhD. I shall make him eat his words AND my mortar board (but maybe not the PhD degree scroll… I have spent quite a bit of time trying to get it, and it’s rather essential for any chance I have at future employment) AND make him swallow them both whole. I’m that focused too. Hmmph.

Hmmph Hmmph!

PS. She does look a right picture. I wish I can show her off to the whole world. 😀

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