<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162</id><updated>2011-09-24T19:07:55.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>471</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3794189323227774581</id><published>2010-10-23T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T11:13:44.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>Inspired by the post that my cousin has written, I've decided to pen down my definition of what is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mentor in my life once told me, there are many perspectives to how you see a certain matter, be it whether it's the definition of happiness, what failures are, a person's character, how do you measure wealth and the many other issues that revolves around our everyday lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge. He tells me that repeatedly. Never ever judge anyone even if they may have different views from you, when you disagree with what they are doing, the way they behave and etc. Because once you judge, you either become envious, angry, sad, frustrated and a whole other set of negative emotions that comes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is happiness to me? Happiness is when one accepts oneself as who they truly are, appreciating their strengths and accepting their weaknesses. When one accepts others as who they truly are and not judging and imposing one's beliefs on others. When one do not harm others and achieve success. When one is truly happy in doing what he / she is doing. When one makes people whom they truly care about happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I try and become a better person. The trials in life has made me a stronger person, giving me the determination I need to succeed in whatever I do. The courage to face failures and learn from my mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not perfect, and no one else is, and I've yet to meet a saint. But I've learnt to accept myself, am still learning to accept others as who they are. I'm also learning that not everything has to be perfect. And it's okay you don't have to win all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum taught me well. The foundation in life she has given me. As I progress further , there are some principles that I've formed which may change along the way but for now, the ones I've set will make life a bit easier for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks my 7th anniversary with my better half.&lt;br /&gt;The last 1 year, we've had our differences, it was the first time our relationship was tested, our faith wavered, but, we have gotten a bond that I know through not only the good times, our relationship will stand through the bad. A relationship that has never been tried and tested and weathered through a storm will always be subjected by uncertainties. I've learnt that nothing and no one is perfect and anything in life can happen. All we can do is to move forward, with our heads held high, preserving our integrity and honesty as we go along, accepting each other as who we are and what makes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found an inner peace in me that no one can ever understand. Having that peace does not mean I will stop being ambitious. Having that peace means I know I don't have to win all the time and I can lose and be at a disadvantage too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel Hawthorne - Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued is always just beyond your grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3794189323227774581?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3794189323227774581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3794189323227774581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3794189323227774581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3794189323227774581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2010/10/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-48677107487139269</id><published>2010-06-27T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T11:51:25.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For A While</title><content type='html'>It has been a little while since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Am up to the tops where work is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;The two major projects in July, the yacht launch in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a Perth Trip, a KL Trip (Loves Mandarin Oriental suite by the way - A good recommendation by me) and a Chiangmai Trip in 2010 thus far.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the Shanghai Trip, the Brisbane/Goldcoast holiday and the San Franscisco exploration next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to curb my spending because my savings are not getting anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Won football! Just a single bet for fun and I won a hundred buckaroos!&lt;br /&gt;Lost that to Jackpot @ MBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more impulsive dress buys for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Am going to save up for Brisbane which is happening in a month's time.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get out of SG with my better half for 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered a gem in the city.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Gen and her boss who did up that restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;Damn nice view.&lt;br /&gt;Promise to bring the girls there next time when we want to splurge on food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up from a good sleep so am pretty satisfied with life at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I'm caught in a new triangle of love, but it is rather harmless.&lt;br /&gt;As always, am basking in the attention and love of many around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family has become essentially the most important part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;My cousins, they bring me pure laughter and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;So does he. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, ending the post with a picture of what my better half captured with his artistic eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/TCbKfEn0XVI/AAAAAAAAALg/LGGdwAfnRnQ/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/TCbKfEn0XVI/AAAAAAAAALg/LGGdwAfnRnQ/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487295831163034962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-48677107487139269?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/48677107487139269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7676607839605456555</id><published>2010-04-18T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:37:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly me to the moon....</title><content type='html'>And let me play amongst the stars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have OCS (only child syndrome) because simply, you are an only child...&lt;br /&gt;And that you have an impulsive streak in you to do what you want and get what you want immediately with no room for patience...&lt;br /&gt;And when you love to fly no matter how many times you have been in an airplane and you do not want and am not qualified to be an air stewardess...&lt;br /&gt;You will end up buying an air ticket on Saturday morning 4 hours before your flight and travel on a Saturday afternoon to your destination and get there by evening time to have:&lt;br /&gt;- Room Service&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner at a street stall&lt;br /&gt;- Chill out at a pub&lt;br /&gt;- Club&lt;br /&gt;- Club Hop&lt;br /&gt;- Midnight room service&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;- Breakfast by the pool&lt;br /&gt;- Chill with a glass of watermelon juice&lt;br /&gt;- Read&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;- Pure relaxation and no work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have that impulsive streak in me.&lt;br /&gt;For sure.&lt;br /&gt;And taking a flight out now is like taking a train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in disbelief when I was walking around Duty Free shops in Terminal 2 on a Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short break, but a much needed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7676607839605456555?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6679429242950633386</id><published>2010-04-09T18:41:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:14:31.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Finer Things in Life</title><content type='html'>That's why I work so hard for.&lt;br /&gt;For the finer things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night in St Regis before my event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78FD0ZgMnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yk5anwzxSfs/s1600/Perth+2010+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78FD0ZgMnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yk5anwzxSfs/s320/Perth+2010+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458086836559688306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78FxkVa0OI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9rGdkAUoUDY/s1600/Perth+2010+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78FxkVa0OI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9rGdkAUoUDY/s320/Perth+2010+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458087622521573602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78F-l4LVoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/chvh2Vdvhlc/s1600/Perth+2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78F-l4LVoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/chvh2Vdvhlc/s320/Perth+2010+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458087846274094722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78Fiq930SI/AAAAAAAAAKA/OSYTRXe8wJA/s1600/Perth+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78Fiq930SI/AAAAAAAAAKA/OSYTRXe8wJA/s320/Perth+2010+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458087366603821346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day out in the sea on a private yacht with 2 skippers and me, myself and I after my event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78GMkdoe1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/XT0U_OaptRk/s1600/Perth+2010+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78GMkdoe1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/XT0U_OaptRk/s320/Perth+2010+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458088086412491602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78Gp0wIIBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PFoMfBCAApE/s1600/Perth+2010+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78Gp0wIIBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PFoMfBCAApE/s320/Perth+2010+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458088589001236498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78G4JK15GI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qE1RWF67G9c/s1600/Perth+2010+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78G4JK15GI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qE1RWF67G9c/s320/Perth+2010+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458088835000165474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HEldX6vI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-7vTmYkZ6FE/s1600/Perth+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HEldX6vI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-7vTmYkZ6FE/s320/Perth+2010+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458089048752515826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun, the sea and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HTO8KFkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bq0qszxr1lc/s1600/Perth+2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HTO8KFkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bq0qszxr1lc/s320/Perth+2010+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458089300405655106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HjOaOVXI/AAAAAAAAALA/ugNQ1vME0lI/s1600/Perth+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HjOaOVXI/AAAAAAAAALA/ugNQ1vME0lI/s320/Perth+2010+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458089575141234034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HvFYgawI/AAAAAAAAALI/28Sf5KclNdQ/s1600/Perth+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78HvFYgawI/AAAAAAAAALI/28Sf5KclNdQ/s320/Perth+2010+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458089778876541698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78H6jkmJ1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/o-U1Ma_rmJI/s1600/Perth+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78H6jkmJ1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/o-U1Ma_rmJI/s320/Perth+2010+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458089975958873938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78IHVWKmPI/AAAAAAAAALY/wGgCknqzkTE/s1600/Perth+2010+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S78IHVWKmPI/AAAAAAAAALY/wGgCknqzkTE/s320/Perth+2010+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458090195478550770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of trips coming up next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 10th to 15th - Business Trip - UK, London, Conference - TBA. *Crossing My Fingers*&lt;br /&gt;May 22nd to 27th / July 22nd to 27th - Company Trip - Destination Undecided&lt;br /&gt;August 5th to 13th - Brisbane and Goldcoast with Sweetie - Confirmed&lt;br /&gt;Dec 23rd to to Jan 4th - San Francisco and other parts of USA to visit Cuzzie! - Confirmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One down, Two to go.&lt;br /&gt;April 29th and May 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to work hard and play later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6679429242950633386?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6679429242950633386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6679429242950633386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8888162037200179097</id><published>2010-03-19T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:07:23.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Death</title><content type='html'>I celebrated a meaningful 27 this year despite a death in the family, the person I've loved the most and I've lost, my granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granny's death seemed to bring my family even closer than ever.&lt;br /&gt;I took time off for the family on a few occasions now, despite the heavy work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Some people say I am cold hearted, some people say I chose work over family.&lt;br /&gt;But no one, and I mean absolutely no one, is in the position to criticise me or to judge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that my colleagues stood by me, my partner in life stood by me, my true friends did also and of course, my family.&lt;br /&gt;The kind of heartwrenching pain, knowing that you have to be at work and not helping out at the wake, no one can ever understand and I hope no one will ever experience that.&lt;br /&gt;Having to write a proposal for a hundred thousand dollar deal on the first night of her wake will always remain etched in my mind for the trauma caused can never be erased.&lt;br /&gt;Exhaustion seized my being completely and I can only thank God that he who loves me so much was around to hold me together.&lt;br /&gt;That kind of pressure where all the staff is dependent on you for instructions and directions is humanly impossible to manage and it took everything in me to stay focus and be strong.&lt;br /&gt;This I guess, is what life brings when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;It is over so I shall not dwell into the pain and sink into misery once more.&lt;br /&gt;The tears, was uncontrollable as the coffin was sealed.&lt;br /&gt;My first tears, at a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a really painful month.&lt;br /&gt;On a separate occasion and celebration that happened next, it wss another heartwrenching affair for me.&lt;br /&gt;That I also know, no one will ever go through I have gone through and to survive it still, I would like to meet another person who came out of it alive like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life brings many unexpected, be it happy surprises or sad sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;One thing about life however, I am certain, is that it will never bring upon you what you cannot handle.&lt;br /&gt;I think, I have it worse than most but I also have the best of what some will never have.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps life is fair after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good birthday week with my better half, my closest girl friends, my playful colleagues, my family.&lt;br /&gt;I had to work on that day. Back to back meetings.&lt;br /&gt;But despite it all, I had an enjoyable evening and a wonderful week of dinner celebrations with people who are so dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are abundant this year and I've gotten myself a mysterious bunch of lilies with a very real and romantic poem although I have guessed who that person is.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work as usual, am working my days and nights away.&lt;br /&gt;Have not had a proper rest day since the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;Am consumed by work and trying to get out of it alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you want to enjoy the finer things in life, there are certain sacrifices that you will have to make.&lt;br /&gt;This statement is factual and not a myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage to me has got a long way more to go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying singlehood with a partner who loves me as do I, enjoying a comfortable lifestyle with no financial burdens, appreciating the best things that one would get if we worked hard enough and of course, the travelling that we both enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when will I be willing to be tied down by marriage and the whole list of responsiblities that comes along with it but right now, I am happy loving myself and spoiling my family with what I can give them.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my views and perspective will change in time to come but not just yet. Not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for a wonderful family really, and the death has slowed me down just a little, enough to smell the roses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thank God for all that I have now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked 7 days this week. 5am tomorrow. I need sleep. and lots of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8888162037200179097?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8888162037200179097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8888162037200179097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8888162037200179097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8888162037200179097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-and-death.html' title='Life and Death'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5593237716927319619</id><published>2010-03-07T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:34:31.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness, is simple and pure and it warms my entire being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-5593237716927319619?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/5593237716927319619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=5593237716927319619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5593237716927319619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5593237716927319619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-731370479822299775</id><published>2010-02-07T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:41:10.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow after the rain</title><content type='html'>Indeed, my mood is like the title of my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After srtuggling so much for the past few months, I'm starting to see a rainbow in my life again after the huge storm.&lt;br /&gt;The rainbow in my life is brought back by non other than that special someone who has shared the past 6 years of my life with me, loving me unselfishly and unconditionally, despite knowing the truth of what has happened, he accepted us as we were before and we are now both working hard to keep this relationship strong and going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the best weekend I've had in the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping like tourists in Orchard, browsing through the sections of Kinokuniya, settling down at corners to read the books, my event books and his business books and comics, great lunches and dinners at Japanese and Thai joints, selecting clothes and shoes for me, being my image consultant once more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since my love life is back on track, with no guilt and thoughts of the unwanted in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it a mistake that I've made? Is it sufficient to than judge me based on this mistake?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about what others think because it was a path that I had to go through.&lt;br /&gt;A test of our relationship, a test of faith, a test of my integrity and selfishness, a test of many other things.&lt;br /&gt;I have failed some and I have passed the others.&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, the love is strong enough to withstand whatever trauma that came along with with I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, however, with the truth known, and my mistakes accepted, and weaknesses discussed and improved, I can see a future.&lt;br /&gt;Like always, he touches me with his words.&lt;br /&gt;Over a dinner, I could tell how much he loves me and how much he wants us to work.&lt;br /&gt;"I can see us getting married next year."&lt;br /&gt;In his exact words, I was once again surprised by the intensity of emotions as he spoke.&lt;br /&gt;Tread carefully.&lt;br /&gt;What we have is strong but the faith has been tested and there must be signs of cracks and weaknesses around but for him to say that, I cannot imagine how much he has loved me and am still loving me.&lt;br /&gt;Not in a hurry to go into a decision that he may regret and only God knows what will happen over the next two years.&lt;br /&gt;But yes, I am willing to see that as the end in mind for now and there could possibly be a happily ever after with someone who still makes my heart beat faster each time I see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that stayed constant throughout:&lt;br /&gt;The love I have for him cannot be denied.&lt;br /&gt;I have always told everyone, not excluding any people in my life that I love him very much and will always do that even if we may not be together in the end.&lt;br /&gt;He is too big a part in my life for me to deny the existence of our love.&lt;br /&gt;For that, I am unashamed to exclaim that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much as passed and so much have been lost and gained as well.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the year of the Tiger.&lt;br /&gt;A good year for the Pigs I've heard.&lt;br /&gt;And more importantly, a brand new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost has finally been laid.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy New Year Dad and Gran. I know it was you who brought me back...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-731370479822299775?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/731370479822299775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=731370479822299775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/731370479822299775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/731370479822299775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2010/02/rainbow-after-rain.html' title='Rainbow after the rain'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2425884674352391651</id><published>2010-01-17T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:48:29.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Beginning</title><content type='html'>This blog feels like an abandoned site.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, the lack of time to blog frequently is one of the reasons why my writing is not updated.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, coupled with the confused state of mind I was in, I got lost with my words and the power of expression through words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010.&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Perth for a re-charged and re-focused trip and came back feeling so indeed.&lt;br /&gt;My directions are clear now, I know what I want, I know the kind of expectations that I need to meet this year and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships, they are just a part of your life that is unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings, emotions, part of a human nature.&lt;br /&gt;Work, a necessity for survival in this society.&lt;br /&gt;Family, a blood binding tie that will forever hold the parties together.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, you simply cannot not have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say I have recovered from all that has happened during the past 5 mths in 2009 is a bit too ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;To say that I am making good progress, feeling the happiness back in my life is a fair and justifiable statement.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pressure of clearing my finances, bills of the family, savings for the future, I am taking them as part and parcel of growing up and the responsibilities that comes with it and stay positive and happy through it all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning, with the age comes, to be a more positive person, and often to look at things from a new perspective.&lt;br /&gt;This, was the good out of getting around and talking to the older generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Perth helps.&lt;br /&gt;A week there brought back the energy and smiles in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues, family and B said that there was a remarkable difference.&lt;br /&gt;There was indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Work is still bogging me down, very much and the pressure to rise up to their expectations is weighing heavily on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to find that courage and strength to tender my resignation but I'm taking the next 3 mths to get out of it slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, they have increased my remuneration package with the kind of expectations that they have set on me. However, a trade-off between that and my own personal growth and precious time, somehow cannot equalize.&lt;br /&gt;Opportunity costs I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first resolution of the year is to cut down on entertainment and drinking binges with my clients and colleagues wherever and whenever I am allowed to.&lt;br /&gt;Started the year well with little or no drinking at all except for the red wines that I've taken a fancy with. The australian wine are simply too good to resist!&lt;br /&gt;Went on a healthy day out with my colleagues too to ECP for a chalet stayover and a exercise day where the end result is me being burnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming!&lt;br /&gt;As always, I am the happiest during CNY because of the many steamboats that I will be having.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma got discharged from the hospital yesterday and it has been a tiring week to shuffle between work and hospital but it was the best time with my family I've had so far.&lt;br /&gt;The laughter shared was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to at least let her spend one last CNY with us if not more, to keep the family strong and binded, to let everyone have the happiest time with her to create some beautiful memories for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is still an important part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And I love him, very much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that he has gotten a job that he favours badly and that the remuneration package is quite generously given by his company.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he grows and becomes wiser in life with this new experience and that both of us, regardless of whether in the future, we are lovers or partners in life, will continue to remain the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end my post with a photo that I love that I took during my recent trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S1J6UdK0FQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ecDwP8FsCnM/s1600-h/Perth+2010+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S1J6UdK0FQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ecDwP8FsCnM/s320/Perth+2010+136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427534992780825858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2425884674352391651?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2425884674352391651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2425884674352391651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2425884674352391651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2425884674352391651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-beginning.html' title='New Year, New Beginning'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/S1J6UdK0FQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ecDwP8FsCnM/s72-c/Perth+2010+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7208291884284375576</id><published>2009-12-06T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:03:15.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me happy</title><content type='html'>Being with you keeps me balanced and at ease...&lt;br /&gt;Your warm smile to brighten up my day...&lt;br /&gt;Your humour that makes me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;The look in your eyes that says how much you love me...&lt;br /&gt;The arms holding me tight that protects me...&lt;br /&gt;It's all so easy being with you.&lt;br /&gt;A gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;Still.&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, you never fail to touch me in the deepest part of my being and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour's queue, standing alone while waiting for my arrival.&lt;br /&gt;No complaints, no anger.&lt;br /&gt;Just that with that understanding and patience of a saint.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed each and every moment at dinner.&lt;br /&gt;The food and company made my week.&lt;br /&gt;Made my days.&lt;br /&gt;Made the many months of uncertainties and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;You are real.&lt;br /&gt;What we have is real.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to stay on the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sxs7AyFtwyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/25YDIwTQcWM/s1600-h/DSC05044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sxs7AyFtwyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/25YDIwTQcWM/s200/DSC05044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411984261847565090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7208291884284375576?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7208291884284375576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7208291884284375576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7208291884284375576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7208291884284375576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-make-me-happy.html' title='You make me happy'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sxs7AyFtwyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/25YDIwTQcWM/s72-c/DSC05044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2892298168299515741</id><published>2009-10-18T10:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:05:09.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynic or Realist?</title><content type='html'>For the first time in the longest while, I have got nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the results of restraining one's emotions?&lt;br /&gt;Weddings no longer touches me as it had 2 years ago when I attended one of my bestie's.&lt;br /&gt;Attended one yesterday where the pictures and video made me laugh, brought my emotions to surface, but there was this added cynical part of me that believe that the happiest part of a marriage is before the marriage and on the wedding day, and that's all there is to it.&lt;br /&gt;The smiles on the faces are definitely, short-lived.&lt;br /&gt;Many people would perhaps disagree with me, as I would have done so few months back, but I guess, I've grown up, and was shown a different perspective to this matter.&lt;br /&gt;I had looked forward to marriage, with the person I love, as much as every other girls would have.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it has effectively disappeared from my priority list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on another business trip to my favourite place on earth (for now!) for a whole 9days. It was a euphoric experience, with mixed emotions but also clearly showed me the reality of life.&lt;br /&gt;The determination to succeed in life and be mingled amongst the riches was amplifed significantly during this trip.&lt;br /&gt;It was an experience, that I will always take away with me, fighting in life to succeed and be amongst the top 20% of the population.&lt;br /&gt;Wealth, where we all know to be measured by the ugly but sad truth is in dollars and cents.&lt;br /&gt;Success is sweet when you get to enjoy first class/business class seats on A380 where the tickets triple/quadruple the price of a normal economy class ticket, where you get to stay in the best accomodation and drive the best car possibly available, where you get to shop on Chapel St without so much as looking at the price tags, where you get to get any Guccis/LVs/Armani etc etc without blinking an eye and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;Of course. Many people would agree that these are materialistic wants and they will not last and can't possibly make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;I was one, sharing the same sentiments, like this group of people.&lt;br /&gt;I have to disagree now.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a matter of being the owners of these materials that are stigmatized for the mighty and rich.&lt;br /&gt;It's the power of knowing that you can afford this riches without so much as denting your pockets and that knowing that you are able to.&lt;br /&gt;I walked on Chapel St, and there was this old grandfatherly like figure, on a wheel chair, with his hands trembling under the cold.&lt;br /&gt;He reminded me of my Dad, like that symptoms of Parkingson Disease.&lt;br /&gt;He was however, braving the cold, playing the harmonica, with whatever feeble strength he had left.&lt;br /&gt;Without blinking an eye, I took $10 AUD out from my wallet and placed it in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed my arms suddenly and made me look into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me, with such sincerity and warmth in his blue eyes, and said, Thank you so much. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I was shaken, by the depth of the emotions, with such a simple and effortless act by me.&lt;br /&gt;My being was filled up with warmth, not because I know I have done a good deed, but because I know I had the power to make life a little better for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;This, is what wealth can do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date, I am in a profession where I am able to make hundreds of thousands of dollars for the company, where I do not get rewarded in measure but still am happy with the kind of job satisfaction brings me.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunch of colleagues who are most helpful and pleasant and has made my stay a very memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;But these are the people whom I cannot look up to because I am leading them all and not the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love them very much, and its' team effort that brings me to where I am today, but I'm tired of being the leader cos' I want to be led.&lt;br /&gt;I have made known my resignation decision to the person who gets to decide it all but apparently it seems, he is not resigned to the fact yet.&lt;br /&gt;And is going all the way out to make me stay.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm mature and wise enough to know that everyone is DISPENSABLE. This is the ugly but sad truth.&lt;br /&gt;We are all making use of each other, me wanting my salary and them needing my hardwork and competency at work.&lt;br /&gt;It's a barter trade world really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still at a crossroad, not figuring out what my next step would be.&lt;br /&gt;However, I am focused in getting the only one thing that matters to me right now, that is in increasing my wealth exponentially for the next few years of my prime time so that I can finally rest my mind in knowing that I will be able to provide for my family and close ones should anything serious happen to them.&lt;br /&gt;With fewer financial obligations, perhaps I may get a taste of what pure happiness would be like then.&lt;br /&gt;I am still me. For those who loves me and can call themselves my trusted friends, know that deep inside me, I am me.&lt;br /&gt;With this, I shall end my blog entries for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was pure happiness albeit you know it will be short-lived:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/StqFDn0adhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5P2dJythvN0/s1600-h/DSC_7353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/StqFDn0adhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5P2dJythvN0/s320/DSC_7353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393769801004512786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is happiness that may last if we both work hard enough:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/StqFfCJtK-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/yIDuRLiiAz0/s1600-h/DSC05026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/StqFfCJtK-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/yIDuRLiiAz0/s200/DSC05026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393770271929609186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who should I be? I do not have an answer because, the truth always hurts when one knows deep under, what the truth is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2892298168299515741?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2892298168299515741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2892298168299515741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2892298168299515741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2892298168299515741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/10/cynic-or-realist.html' title='Cynic or Realist?'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/StqFDn0adhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5P2dJythvN0/s72-c/DSC_7353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-72256164423334675</id><published>2009-09-13T09:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:52:35.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb</title><content type='html'>Another song recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;There's a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking,&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking but I&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing,&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on, cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb (yeah yeah ea ea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving&lt;br /&gt;Keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;The climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SqxQQxks7gI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1ENYhTQMjWM/s1600-h/DSC04687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SqxQQxks7gI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1ENYhTQMjWM/s320/DSC04687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380763903916305922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-72256164423334675?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/72256164423334675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=72256164423334675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/72256164423334675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/72256164423334675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/09/climb.html' title='The Climb'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SqxQQxks7gI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1ENYhTQMjWM/s72-c/DSC04687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4322886456362368072</id><published>2009-09-13T08:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:39:43.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick!</title><content type='html'>Been a long time since I blogged...&lt;br /&gt;Have been in hibernation to recuperate from some of the choices I've made in life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm recovering slowly but steadily...&lt;br /&gt;Been coughing and sneezing since Tuesday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;God save me please.&lt;br /&gt;My nose is falling off....=( rubbed raw by the amount of tissue I am using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A busy week but a week full of long lunches and early dismissal because my dear bosses are not in town.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming event on the last days of September is my core focus now.&lt;br /&gt;This will be the highlight of my career and it will all end on a good note if it the launch is carried out successfully.&lt;br /&gt;PM Lee is the GOH again and this will be my second time working with his security team.&lt;br /&gt;This time round, there will be another 3 Ministers and also very important people from the States who will be present at the event.&lt;br /&gt;Talks about doing live satellite transmission, immediate broadcast to the States and lots of other media preparation to be done.&lt;br /&gt;I think, this is considered one of the highest level profiled of event that I have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of pressure and expectations that I place on myself now is tremendous.&lt;br /&gt;And even if the entire world does not believe in me, B has absolute faith that I will do a wonderful job and that it will all fall into places in due time.&lt;br /&gt;Please say a prayer for me and keep your fingers cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have gone to several interviews lately.&lt;br /&gt;I must say that my confidence is boosted and I know I will not starve to death but it is a question of interest and career prospects in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of them asked me if I enjoy what I am doing now.&lt;br /&gt;My reply was: I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;They cannot understand why I want to quit then but all I said was: A new environment with a larger exposure.&lt;br /&gt;I've had offers of leading my own team, going regional and doing business development.&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't found one that I know I will love it as much as what I am doing of current.&lt;br /&gt;An ex-colleague recommended me into his company, doing travel trade shows, which means I get to travel extensively to source out the sites, get trade contacts and etc. Will be sending my resume on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is, his office is very near to my home.&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I am looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;To develop my MICE skills in terms of overseas conferences and exhibitions/trade fairs.&lt;br /&gt;The MICE industry, albeit a time consuming, underpaid and demanding one has got my heart for now.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years in where I am now, I've built up confidence, independence and people management skills that will serve me well wherever I go but there are certainly alot of weaknesses I have and have got to improve in.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I will just take it slow and look for the right job before doing impulsive things like firing my boss. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a good week so far.&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues have been real wonderful and so has my friends and B.&lt;br /&gt;Colleague R bought dinner for me on Tues when I was sick at home. &lt;br /&gt;Very nice guy and a team-mate whom I can count on at work ever since I was distracted by matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;B and I are going on well, dating all over again, slowly but surely it will take time for us to get to where we were before.&lt;br /&gt;The dinner and movie dates have been great and it made me realised what was missing from what I've felt with the other before.&lt;br /&gt;I've been better but this week, I've never felt as balanced, contented and as happy as I had for the past 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct 3rd - Oct 6th&lt;br /&gt;Short trip out of town.&lt;br /&gt;To BKK with my colleagues and B!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Shopping, eating, shopping, eating!&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just hope that my leave will get approved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A peek into my dinner with B =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sqw8_gPCYNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3jIOzCCvJVI/s1600-h/DSC04884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sqw8_gPCYNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3jIOzCCvJVI/s320/DSC04884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380742716483330258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss the sights and sounds of Melbourne with a fervent pain in my heart sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;It's the weather, the relaxed pace of life and of course, being taken care of like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;It will always hold a special place in my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sqw9oNEF8YI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eCcYtgMC0qw/s1600-h/DSC04552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sqw9oNEF8YI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eCcYtgMC0qw/s320/DSC04552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380743415711789442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was in the horse carriage, wondering if all that has happened in my life was a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the happy ending. &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4322886456362368072?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4322886456362368072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4322886456362368072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4322886456362368072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4322886456362368072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/09/sick.html' title='Sick!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sqw8_gPCYNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3jIOzCCvJVI/s72-c/DSC04884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8430314563573858433</id><published>2009-09-05T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:03:59.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was I The Only One?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Jordin Sparks – Was I The Only One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS I THE ONLY ONE LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;When you told me that I was a star in your sky&lt;br /&gt;Baby I believed every word&lt;br /&gt;And you seem so sincere&lt;br /&gt;It was perfectly clear&lt;br /&gt;Cause forever was all that I heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every little kiss from your tender lips&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t have been a lie&lt;br /&gt;I fell heart over head without a safety net&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand this goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was I the only one who fell in love&lt;br /&gt;There never really was the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my all just wasn’t good enough&lt;br /&gt;Was I the only one&lt;br /&gt;Only one in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;As I walk down the hall&lt;br /&gt;See the place on the wall where the picture of us used to be&lt;br /&gt;I fight back those tears cause I still feel you here&lt;br /&gt;How could you walk out so easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I don’t understand how I can feel this pain and still be alive&lt;br /&gt;And all these broken dreams and all these memories&lt;br /&gt;Are killing me inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Was I the only one who fell in love&lt;br /&gt;There never really was the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my all just wasn’t good enough&lt;br /&gt;Was I the only one only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me what I’m supposed to do with all this love&lt;br /&gt;Baby it was supposed to be the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Help me cause I still don’t wanna believe&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one that fell in love&lt;br /&gt;There never really was the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my all just wasn’t good enough&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one&lt;br /&gt;The only one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one that fell in love&lt;br /&gt;There never really was the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my all just wasn’t good enough&lt;br /&gt;Was I the only one&lt;br /&gt;The only one in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you told me that I was a star in your sky&lt;br /&gt;Baby I believed every word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8430314563573858433?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8430314563573858433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8430314563573858433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8430314563573858433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8430314563573858433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/09/was-i-only-one.html' title='Was I The Only One?'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7602948635458701161</id><published>2009-08-29T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:24:32.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Phase in Life</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;The beauty sleep cleared my head.&lt;br /&gt;And for the longest time ever, I think, I finally know what is good and what is bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my responsiblities, and my love towards my job, my company,&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to carry it through these 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;Come December, I will than choose to be selfish and live a life of my own and not anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the choice is made, I will not go back the same path.&lt;br /&gt;However tough it is, however painful it is, one day I hope, I will know that I made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends I know, will be happy for me and they will keep me sane during these 4 months no matter how tough the road gets.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to really learn how to say no to everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going up to Gran's later to get some love replenishment.&lt;br /&gt;Baby and Jo and Eris must be so so worried about me, this assumingly mature cousin who knows about everything, can brave through any storms, who actually showed them a weak side of me.&lt;br /&gt;And they had to carry part of my burdens.&lt;br /&gt;I must make it up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend, my soulmate, my companion, has also been invited to a lovely dinner tonight prepared by people who love me, who cares about me, truly and sincerely, with no conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I hope I will find the courage to tell him the whole truth, not just a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have to work very hard, extremely hard, to get things back on track.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for his understanding, for his tolerance, for his, unconditional love and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a good weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time will tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;As it, time will heal all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two comes together, both parties should feel like a better person, generous in loving and giving, happier, selfless with positivity in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should never be becoming a worse person, bringing out the fears and negativity in you, selfish in loving, sad and angry and emotional and feeling like you are manipulated all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should never ever be this way because being in love like that is tiring and your state of mental health will simply break down, and your heart apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day, he knows that once, that was a girl who loved him, without any conditions imposed, unconditionally, blindly, understanding that loving someone is to accept his weaknesses and not just his strengths, understanding that loving someone is to let him go because he will be a happier person, trusting him in whatever he does and whatever he says with a blind faith that only God knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also not allow anyone to hurt or harm him with unkind words, because up till this day and date, I truly and sincerely belived that what started out was true and genuine. It was the simplest and truest form of love that a couple could share. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances just did not allow it to go any further and my heart tells me too, it's time to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be a happier person. I will be happy. I must be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7602948635458701161?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7602948635458701161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7602948635458701161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7602948635458701161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7602948635458701161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-phase-in-life.html' title='A New Phase in Life'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8018028697707813310</id><published>2009-08-28T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T15:33:55.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Pain</title><content type='html'>No one ever told me it hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever warned me of the pain, that when it comes, it is not in bouts but it is a stabbing kind of permanent pain that causes a numbing sensation that one wouldn't feel any other emotions at all. Even hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an aching sort of pain, with a longing so deep, a thirst so great, for affection, for a smile, for the touch, for the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the strength to carry on. &lt;br /&gt;I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;Every ounce in me left, is used to keep myself going.&lt;br /&gt;To keep myself moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pathetic thing about this is, I would go running back at any slightest opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;I am using whatever that I have left, to stop myself from doing that.&lt;br /&gt;Simply because, I know that I will be completely and utterly destroyed if I allow that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues and friends have been great.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the details undisclosed, I am thankful that they are bringing me through the storm in each of their own sweet ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one very special person to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be eternally grateful for his unselfish and unconditional love despite whatever I have done and whatever else that may happen next.&lt;br /&gt;He said: Let me be your strength to bring you through if you have got no more strength to do so by yourself. Just let me be your strength and do not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure and confident once.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not so sure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so tired, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a choice to let things return back to normal life, there's no doubt how much he loves me and is able to heal me through it. But the question is, why am I avoiding the path down this road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only god knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8018028697707813310?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8018028697707813310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8018028697707813310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8018028697707813310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8018028697707813310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-pain.html' title='In Pain'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4822361253079116614</id><published>2009-08-20T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:56:15.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions in Life</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wonder, how many decisions in life have I made that I have regretted.&lt;br /&gt;How many decisions in life have I made that I have never regretted.&lt;br /&gt;So it seems, I thought my mind is made, to forego what was never meant to be mine and to move on in life.&lt;br /&gt;But as the doubts and questions embraces me, I feel a sense of emptiness and loss.&lt;br /&gt;The choice is mine, so as they say.&lt;br /&gt;But what choice do I then make? Nobody could tell me because no one will ever want to take responsibility of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I really thought I made the right decision to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, my heart is holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;Where do I belong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4822361253079116614?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4822361253079116614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4822361253079116614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4822361253079116614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4822361253079116614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/08/decisions-in-life.html' title='Decisions in Life'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-1262232472528387129</id><published>2009-08-08T10:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T10:49:25.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Snzij3yICUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/I0tCTQqI78E/s1600-h/DSC04559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Snzij3yICUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/I0tCTQqI78E/s320/DSC04559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367413961816279362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stays with me.&lt;br /&gt;The cold air and sweet dewy smell lingers in the air.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mind is made.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to live life for myself.&lt;br /&gt;To love myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am taking the plunge.&lt;br /&gt;And I do not care.&lt;br /&gt;As long as my true friends and family keeps me sane.&lt;br /&gt;God.Bless.Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1262232472528387129?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1262232472528387129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1262232472528387129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1262232472528387129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1262232472528387129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-of-melbourne.html' title='Memories of Melbourne'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Snzij3yICUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/I0tCTQqI78E/s72-c/DSC04559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5148456859019853911</id><published>2009-07-27T22:38:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:50:52.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>The best trip ever.&lt;br /&gt;Life changing experience.&lt;br /&gt;Surreal pictures that are just so real.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect winter.&lt;br /&gt;Business class tickets, service apartment, SLK sports, Wine and Dine.&lt;br /&gt;It was a magical experience.&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to the return in 1-2 month's time.&lt;br /&gt;For 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos for today, uploading more when I have more sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm29LLa9O4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5BUrDvyUG_g/s1600-h/DSC04686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm29LLa9O4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5BUrDvyUG_g/s320/DSC04686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363150731010194306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3lTiqmb_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/saJBiaint7Q/s1600-h/DSC04685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3lTiqmb_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/saJBiaint7Q/s320/DSC04685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363194855153889266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm29r8jhIrI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7topP-sq0gs/s1600-h/DSC04712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm29r8jhIrI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7topP-sq0gs/s320/DSC04712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363151293955252914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm2-lrlQ1DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NV9mHwD9zUM/s1600-h/DSC04689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm2-lrlQ1DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NV9mHwD9zUM/s320/DSC04689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152285831582770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3Di0tKgTI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RRGy_bakjRk/s1600-h/DSC04696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3Di0tKgTI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RRGy_bakjRk/s320/DSC04696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363157734299173170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3EvbhNt9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/32eCtgrUwxk/s1600-h/DSC04634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3EvbhNt9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/32eCtgrUwxk/s320/DSC04634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363159050388092882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3FnJFJJsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2y3IX6JmpNU/s1600-h/DSC04723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3FnJFJJsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2y3IX6JmpNU/s320/DSC04723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363160007511189186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3GNEUo1YI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XRKWV6zGdJI/s1600-h/DSC04746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3GNEUo1YI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XRKWV6zGdJI/s320/DSC04746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363160659069031810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3GmqidB7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/L6XpiSDTtcs/s1600-h/DSC04764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3GmqidB7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/L6XpiSDTtcs/s320/DSC04764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363161098824255410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3l4xJnLzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sc9FhtQ3AGw/s1600-h/DSC04770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3l4xJnLzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sc9FhtQ3AGw/s320/DSC04770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363195494697217842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3mxHNr57I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Zkj-hPBwr08/s1600-h/DSC04814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3mxHNr57I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Zkj-hPBwr08/s320/DSC04814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363196462692558770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3nPcMV0wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ndihmzWueyg/s1600-h/DSC04823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3nPcMV0wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ndihmzWueyg/s320/DSC04823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363196983720137474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3nuR5nmsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IGWLSN4IDiY/s1600-h/DSC04861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm3nuR5nmsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IGWLSN4IDiY/s320/DSC04861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363197513533201090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;They say I've got the making of an amatuer photographer.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifices and choices to be made.&lt;br /&gt;I am falling in love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-5148456859019853911?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/5148456859019853911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=5148456859019853911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5148456859019853911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5148456859019853911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/07/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sm29LLa9O4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5BUrDvyUG_g/s72-c/DSC04686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7983934069576141208</id><published>2009-07-21T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:14:05.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impromptu Trip</title><content type='html'>Will be away from tomorrow till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;6 days away from this hot and humid country.&lt;br /&gt;Burnt $400 within a span of 2 hours at Suntec City Mall.&lt;br /&gt;Invested in trenchcoats, scarves, gloves, sweater, business suits, winter shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Should be able to recycle them for my end year Japan trip!!&lt;br /&gt;In less than 24 hours, I will be entering winterland.&lt;br /&gt;Full day meetings are not fun.&lt;br /&gt;I am not on a holiday trip.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it will be a luxury experience albeit the lack of sleep and sightseeing because I'm travelling with the Big B.&lt;br /&gt;Meetings, meetings and more meetings.&lt;br /&gt;Flying business.&lt;br /&gt;Excited.&lt;br /&gt;It would be a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;Exposure. I need it.&lt;br /&gt;Will miss my better half.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god he was around to shop with me and carry my bags.&lt;br /&gt;Till when I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I will not be back with H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bless Bb with the luck he needs for the interviews tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;He has been a good boy this year.&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. For having such faith in me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7983934069576141208?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7983934069576141208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7983934069576141208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7983934069576141208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7983934069576141208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/07/impromptu-trip.html' title='Impromptu Trip'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-1811435683909985972</id><published>2009-07-19T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:45:17.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy and Blessed Sunday</title><content type='html'>Brunch @ East Coast Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;Delicious duck where we queued for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the sandy beach to enjoy a slow and unrushed meal.&lt;br /&gt;Weather was shine and wind all rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a stroll to digest the heartening and fattening meal.&lt;br /&gt;Sandcastles. Always am attracted to them.&lt;br /&gt;Many children, couples, families having a quiet Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Laughter and squeals fills the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Woman in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;An assignment by the Big B and watched it over with Bb.&lt;br /&gt;Lazed in bed, snuggled up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intense discussion over * during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed it tremendously because I am the sponge that gets filled up with information by him, my encyclopedia.&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to ask, what turns me on about a man, the answer would be straight forward and simple: Intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;Which explains why he is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the many reports now with his help.&lt;br /&gt;Working off my lappie and him off my comp.&lt;br /&gt;I think, this is the peek into our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got a call from the big B.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the plan is still on.&lt;br /&gt;If it is, I will be away from Wed till Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it will affect my upcoming project because there is simply no one else for me to handover to.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a busy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1811435683909985972?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1811435683909985972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1811435683909985972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1811435683909985972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1811435683909985972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-and-blessed-sunday.html' title='Busy and Blessed Sunday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6663955052664321447</id><published>2009-07-17T17:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T17:55:11.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroads in Life</title><content type='html'>I've been in a confused state of mind recently.&lt;br /&gt;Opportunities are presented to me at too fast a speed that I have got no time to delay my decisions.&lt;br /&gt;My life has just completely changed over the last 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Have been leaving office at 4am due to intensive workload and new path that has been set for me.&lt;br /&gt;Getting the latest news from Reuteurs, Bloomberg, CNN, CNBC are a priority now.&lt;br /&gt;Working hours have turned topsy turvy due to this additional task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been handed the world by the top salesman in this era, my boss.&lt;br /&gt;Many questions have asked as in why me.&lt;br /&gt;Why did he choose me to do what he wants me to do.&lt;br /&gt;Had my review at my current position with both of them and they shocked me with their words and the direction that will be in placed.&lt;br /&gt;With price paid, it comes with extreme responsibilities and pressure.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if I am able to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;6 months, they told me, to prove myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am signing a non-disclosure agreement on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;And this may effectively change my life in the most alarming manner once again.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it doesn't come to a point where I have to make a choice between my job and relationship.&lt;br /&gt;At this time, it seems, that I may have to.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a workaholic; I just want to be the best at what I am doing and reap returns from being the best.&lt;br /&gt;Ritz Carlton, Mortons, Tower Club are not what is tempting me, it is just an additonal bonus in the enjoyment of life.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if I will regret this chosen path one day, but for this moment, I would choose not to be the 80% of the main population but to lead the life of the top 20% in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am afterall a normal being.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just accept simplicity as pure happiness?&lt;br /&gt;So they say, it is lonely at the top, it is true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6663955052664321447?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6663955052664321447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6663955052664321447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6663955052664321447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6663955052664321447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/07/crossroads-in-life.html' title='Crossroads in Life'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7718739663276073055</id><published>2009-07-12T10:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T11:31:06.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Paradise</title><content type='html'>I made sweetie wait for his girlfriend with zilch direction sense for 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in my own houseyard MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;And to think of it, I did the launch for the circle line.&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to drive yesterday cos' the town would be packed with NDP previewers and museum go-ers.&lt;br /&gt;But I should have known better.&lt;br /&gt;That the circle line does not lead to Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it just goes to Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, at the end of the day, I boarded the train to Bishan (thinking that it would go to PS) and ended up back in Serangoon, taking the NEL to PS.&lt;br /&gt;That accounts for the issue on punctuality with my date.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That's me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god my better half completely understood that it was a normal end result that his gf could be capable of.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my errands, did my sweet colleague's errands.&lt;br /&gt;Went to OC.&lt;br /&gt;The new mall in town.&lt;br /&gt;That has only undergone the soft launch.&lt;br /&gt;There are still plenty of shops that are not opened.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good food day.&lt;br /&gt;I have had many of them since my better half decided to be spontaneous in trying out at new places.&lt;br /&gt;So it goes, it was decided that we have a Japanese affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ootoya.&lt;br /&gt;A franchise in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Brought to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;With lots of Japanese staff, where they exhibited much warmth and politeness&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner sitting on the tatami.&lt;br /&gt;The food, is homely Japanese food.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fanciful but just what they may have daily.&lt;br /&gt;Personal recommendation: I loved their Mackeral.&lt;br /&gt;That tinge of salt use to grill the fresh fish is a must try.&lt;br /&gt;He had the set dinner, which consists of sweet and sour chicken, shredded yam over the rice (his favourite not mine!!), and other side dishes.&lt;br /&gt;I had the porkchop stewed egg thingy that was not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;But the fish is the one that will make me return!&lt;br /&gt;MmMm...&lt;br /&gt;The photos may in fact do justice to the food cos' my creative counterpart took the photos instead of muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllSoOkS-RI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yCr-P-k25SY/s1600-h/DSC04357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllSoOkS-RI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yCr-P-k25SY/s320/DSC04357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357404082792495378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllS9zoT79I/AAAAAAAAAGM/wHiTIttXkAk/s1600-h/DSC04364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllS9zoT79I/AAAAAAAAAGM/wHiTIttXkAk/s320/DSC04364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357404453518700498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllTQAoaxaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DZXUNyJzRhU/s1600-h/DSC04367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllTQAoaxaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DZXUNyJzRhU/s320/DSC04367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357404766246454690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllTdOY1DgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7bSTscRCmj8/s1600-h/DSC04370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllTdOY1DgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7bSTscRCmj8/s320/DSC04370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357404993277464066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Mackerals / 5 Mackerals for the service and excellent food!&lt;br /&gt;5 Mackerals for my sweetie too..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop, desserts.&lt;br /&gt;Having not seen each other for the past week, and given the lack of communication for the past 2 weeks while he was recalled back for his war games, we decided to find a place, sit down and chill.&lt;br /&gt;His recommendation that brought us to where we were gave me all the reasons in the world to just plant a huge kiss on him.&lt;br /&gt;My endorphins were recharged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllVEEc5i1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ApavTxYFGWQ/s1600-h/fruitparadise.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllVEEc5i1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ApavTxYFGWQ/s320/fruitparadise.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357406760136706898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllVmX-7B6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/2DhMgokLClg/s1600-h/fruittart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SllVmX-7B6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/2DhMgokLClg/s320/fruittart.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357407349495236514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very very good tart, sitting by the window, watching the rain drops falling, drinking a hot pot of tea.&lt;br /&gt;After a long week at work, it was pure heaven.&lt;br /&gt;We sat there for 2 hours, enjoying the 'us' time, catching up on our happenings in life.&lt;br /&gt;I crave very much for this undivided attention because that's the only time when I am not in a rush, work does not cloud my mind and stress does not eat me alive.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy his company, being so comfortable together not only as lovers, but as best friends.&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant evening spent well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I have Sunday blues cos' it means Monday is coming.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;The weekends are always too short.&lt;br /&gt;More day dreaming about my end year trip.&lt;br /&gt;Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;It's a question of Tokyo vs Osaka.&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland vs Universal Studios.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will see snow.&lt;br /&gt;My main motivation at work now.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downside:&lt;br /&gt;I will only reach Dec after a few dozen other projects.&lt;br /&gt;That's a lonnnngg waiiit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lemming over the new Sony camera for semi-pros.&lt;br /&gt;The end result: A picture like the fruit tart.&lt;br /&gt;Must get it before I go to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;$$$, come to me please. =D&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart.&lt;br /&gt;I do not want it ever to betray me.&lt;br /&gt;It's too precious to give it up after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;God, please guide me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and I hope, it stays like this for a long time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7718739663276073055?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7718739663276073055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2826802869348744746</id><published>2009-06-28T16:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:53:13.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Tour 2009</title><content type='html'>Went to Pulau B.Mati for a day.&lt;br /&gt;^^V Not a hard guess if you have studied history well. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Pisces, I love the sea.&lt;br /&gt;I love being in the waters.&lt;br /&gt;Swimming, my all time favourite sports since I was a child.&lt;br /&gt;6 years of rigorous training drilled into me.&lt;br /&gt;That is also where I got my competitive streak.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the medals and trophies are is wayyyyy in the past now.&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is purely for pleasure and a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;Snorkelling, the next in line.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Singapore has got no good spots for such.&lt;br /&gt;The fishies tour is tempting me to get myself a basic diving certificate.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know that starfishes were hard until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Neither did I know that there was such microorganisms known as sea angels that lived deep down at Alantic ocean where it can only survive in waters of less than 2 degree celcius.&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love the beautiful sea angels, that looks more like a sea devil because of its two horns...That translucent shining white with its organs exposed so clearly to the naked eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Jelly fishes, one of my favourite sea creatures..They are so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;It was spell binding watching the way they move...&lt;br /&gt;Stingrays, I love them when they are cooked but fear them when they are alive...&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered that I love wild dolphins but not trained ones that behave like circus animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dined by the beach with the perfect weather and food.&lt;br /&gt;Lobster Teppanyaki...It was so good. Fresh and succulent meat that tastes so sweet...&lt;br /&gt;Had a very slow dinner dinner, talking to my better half about life in general, work, family, friends, goals, the past, the present and the future...&lt;br /&gt;Chilled out by the beach with an ice cream cone each.&lt;br /&gt;Gazed at the stars, listening to the waves, the fountain display from afar.&lt;br /&gt;It was a romantic setting, like something straight out from Hollywood but no, it is as real as it could get.&lt;br /&gt;Spending time like this is evident to how much we truly enjoy each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;I love falling in love again even after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good break from reality and it recharges my entire being.&lt;br /&gt;Work is going to be as bad as it can get coming this week but I am hoping that the trip would be able to sustain me.&lt;br /&gt;It was a rare treat to the both of us especially with us saving for the winter trip.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss him when he goes for his 2 weeks reservist.&lt;br /&gt;A great Saturday spent with my beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera in Action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SkcqvA9zYeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UcpNnaQfE6Q/s1600-h/DSC04155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SkcqvA9zYeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UcpNnaQfE6Q/s320/DSC04155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352293669354562018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SkcrFDDpjWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HcHj2Q2BpfU/s1600-h/DSC04190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SkcrFDDpjWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HcHj2Q2BpfU/s320/DSC04190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294047873076578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352297117767388130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SkcugozGPNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nAtR2swcQj4/s1600-h/DSC04288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SkcugozGPNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nAtR2swcQj4/s320/DSC04288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352297820395551954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was my mum's chauffeur today.&lt;br /&gt;Had a late lunch at 2pm after queuing for the famous pig's organ soup at Serangoon Garden Market.&lt;br /&gt;Bought the freshly baked bread too! =D&lt;br /&gt;Sent mum to run some errands and I am finally back at home after driving for more than 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;-___-''&lt;br /&gt;A quality Sunday spent with my dear mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each and everyone goes down a different path, but we will get there eventually.&lt;/em&gt; - These wise words keeps me sane and balanced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2826802869348744746?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2826802869348744746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2826802869348744746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2826802869348744746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2826802869348744746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/06/island-tour-2009.html' title='Island Tour 2009'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SkcqvA9zYeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UcpNnaQfE6Q/s72-c/DSC04155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6094536484890312844</id><published>2009-06-21T11:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:02:56.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in 1500s and A Night of 2000s</title><content type='html'>I spent my day with the genius.&lt;br /&gt;Da Vinci.&lt;br /&gt;He is truly a genius.&lt;br /&gt;An exhibition held at the Science Centre with many of his works albeit they are replicas of the original which of course is too precious to be moved around.&lt;br /&gt;It was much an experiential session with in dept explanations of his works, a short video of about 30minutes of his doings and interactive exhibits where we are able to put our hands on.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, since I can't go to the Louvre anytime soon to see the Mona Lisa, I had to go to Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we were not allowed photography in the exhibition area but it was a good rule I guess as there were no irritating flashes to the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt some great quotes from the master and two made a lasting impression on me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A well-spent day brings happy sleep, a life spent well brings happy death"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He who wishes to be rich in a day will be hanged in a year"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few snapshots to mark our presence at the exhibition and also the end of the day at Singapore Science Centre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2yAtOpqpI/AAAAAAAAADE/i_HJl9-E80g/s1600-h/DSC04075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2yAtOpqpI/AAAAAAAAADE/i_HJl9-E80g/s320/DSC04075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349627657596807826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2yVsoHySI/AAAAAAAAADM/pW49DvVMV-w/s1600-h/DSC04073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2yVsoHySI/AAAAAAAAADM/pW49DvVMV-w/s320/DSC04073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349628018212456738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2yt5CcKxI/AAAAAAAAADU/Bg-39oeR4nU/s1600-h/DSC04076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2yt5CcKxI/AAAAAAAAADU/Bg-39oeR4nU/s320/DSC04076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349628433860930322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2zIyOdohI/AAAAAAAAADc/xg4jlnAjpOo/s1600-h/DSC04082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2zIyOdohI/AAAAAAAAADc/xg4jlnAjpOo/s320/DSC04082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349628895888777746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2zckQUV0I/AAAAAAAAADk/pLVc0QiYnxA/s1600-h/DSC04084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2zckQUV0I/AAAAAAAAADk/pLVc0QiYnxA/s320/DSC04084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349629235735844674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2zsMdv6uI/AAAAAAAAADs/f6i3VDL0220/s1600-h/DSC04085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2zsMdv6uI/AAAAAAAAADs/f6i3VDL0220/s320/DSC04085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349629504227633890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early dinner at Clarke Quay!&lt;br /&gt;At my favourite Japanese restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is no longer at the same location (as where my first date with sweetie was), the food is still great as usual...&lt;br /&gt;Had my Black Pig Ramen, my all time favourite Onigiri and Scoop Cake!&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie's Stone Grilled Beef Curry Rice is my happy food too since always...MmmMmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj20C_BQFsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UYP9zXdwpWc/s1600-h/DSC04086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj20C_BQFsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UYP9zXdwpWc/s320/DSC04086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349629895755437762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj20aq71msI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Z3U2ftGSHI/s1600-h/DSC04090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj20aq71msI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Z3U2ftGSHI/s320/DSC04090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349630302680881858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj205nSsI5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/lr-ytITLx4Q/s1600-h/DSC04093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj205nSsI5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/lr-ytITLx4Q/s320/DSC04093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349630834278933394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore River Festival 2009.&lt;br /&gt;That was the reason why I was there.&lt;br /&gt;My better half as always has the full programme of the happenings.&lt;br /&gt;I had to see the mini cirque de soleil with only one act by the river.&lt;br /&gt;Job calling. =X&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the river to take in the pretty lights...&lt;br /&gt;The bumboats parade on the waters was a colorful addition to the night scene also but it's really quite a short performance.&lt;br /&gt;More food (Churros in Chocolate Dip!! =D~) during the acrobatic performance for us.&lt;br /&gt;He boosted me up the high wall where we sat to watch the Flight of Fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;Acrobatics, gymanastics..the beauty of their fluid movements has always moved me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj21X-XKbpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YI6Gq5mDAIo/s1600-h/DSC04094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj21X-XKbpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YI6Gq5mDAIo/s320/DSC04094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349631355867786898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj21z-Z0U2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/loUox8xcbrs/s1600-h/DSC04098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj21z-Z0U2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/loUox8xcbrs/s320/DSC04098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349631836915258210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj22PprxolI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QEzNArMhM20/s1600-h/DSC04104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj22PprxolI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QEzNArMhM20/s320/DSC04104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349632312389771858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2-eG29yLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wuvnBiR-hnM/s1600-h/DSC04111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2-eG29yLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wuvnBiR-hnM/s320/DSC04111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349641356832524466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2-49n4XHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6zM0yZmyEm8/s1600-h/DSC04108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2-49n4XHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6zM0yZmyEm8/s320/DSC04108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349641818209803378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good Saturday spent together.&lt;br /&gt;Quality time, unhurried movements, slight bickering, much teasing, the conversations, the silence, all rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;I love my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Father's day.&lt;br /&gt;I hope, Daddy is happy where he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work is sucking the life out of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6094536484890312844?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6094536484890312844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6094536484890312844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6094536484890312844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6094536484890312844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-in-1500s-and-night-of-2000s.html' title='A Day in 1500s and A Night of 2000s'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sj2yAtOpqpI/AAAAAAAAADE/i_HJl9-E80g/s72-c/DSC04075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5864883203411266949</id><published>2009-06-14T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:02:00.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bestfriend, My Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>When your best friend also happens to be your boyfriend, one will be in deep shit when shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;My raging hormones can never be controlled during the time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;As always, I go into the isolation mode where I will be devoided of all emotions including love.&lt;br /&gt;At times like this, words from me can kill.&lt;br /&gt;And more often than not, he gets the direct hit.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;Each and everytime after I mince him with my words, I regret it terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been less hectic recently.&lt;br /&gt;Been reaching home at 8pm almost everyday for the last 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem all that promising at that moment with my team members leaving me yet again, with new staff quiting within a week at their job, with the lack of manpower in the creative department.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a tad lethargic and lazy ever since I came back from my hols.&lt;br /&gt;Morale is at a all time low for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;With the coming and going, I guess that's normal.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's really time for me to give up what I have at present to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Question is, will I really be able to give all up and to start as a mediocre worker somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma has been rather weak recently.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how long more does she have.&lt;br /&gt;Am trying to spend as much time with her as possible these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;If only God could answer my prayers. &lt;br /&gt;Aunts, uncles and cousins have been spending the weekends at Gran's too.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, we all know that the inevitable may happen soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I am still basking in her unconditional love for me and the delicious spread of my favourite childhood dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me are getting married.&lt;br /&gt;Yet ET managed to influence me on this very subject.&lt;br /&gt;No longer making it a priority in my life, the importance of it all seems to have diminished as I climb up the career ladder.&lt;br /&gt;For now, we are just sitting in the boat where the waves help us to move along.&lt;br /&gt;Where our destination is, I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent much time with mum today.&lt;br /&gt;Attending a wedding reception with her this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;All the more, I am convinced of what I want for a wedding is more suitable for me than the traditional sit down affair.&lt;br /&gt;Being in the events line, I have got sponsors from my suppliers too so it will make what I imagine more possible than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just hope I am still in this profession when the time comes and much monies will be saved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend, my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;My partner, my soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn how to treasure what I have before I lose them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, I bought 2 dresses that I really like.&lt;br /&gt;Am going back tomorrow to buy one more that I decided not to today but since I keep thinking about it, I might as well get it.&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having ice-cream on a lazy Sunday afternoon at the cafe with my better half has been a pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to the weekend once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-5864883203411266949?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/5864883203411266949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=5864883203411266949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5864883203411266949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5864883203411266949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-bestfriend-my-boyfriend.html' title='My Bestfriend, My Boyfriend'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4994452406832405684</id><published>2009-05-26T22:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:25:04.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Trip 2009</title><content type='html'>I am back in this hot and humid city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fifth overseas exploration trip with Sweetie these 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;Taipei, Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;Batam, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;Phuket, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;and finally,&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say that I, Miss Direction-less, planned the itinerary =D&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my beloved colleague!&lt;br /&gt;My darling cousin's bf was of much help until I totally lost what he was trying to tell me or direct me to!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate alot, shopped alot and walked alot.&lt;br /&gt;My first Disneyland experience.&lt;br /&gt;Though he has been to the ones in LA, Florida and Japan, I was really really happy that he truly enjoyed the smallest of the smallest Disneyland with me.&lt;br /&gt;Went crazy at the sight of Poohs.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on all the rides twice, all except the roller-coaster. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland, The Peak, Ngong Ping 360, Avenue of Stars, A Symphony of Music, Wong Tai Sin Temple, Ladies Street Market, Temple Night Market were some of the places we visited.&lt;br /&gt;Most damage was done at Uniqlo.&lt;br /&gt;Happened to chance upon it and we went on a spending spree happily.&lt;br /&gt;Shorts, Jackets, Jeans, T shirts and work clothes for him!&lt;br /&gt;H and M was disappointing but still managed to grab a bag and a pair of slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dim Sum.&lt;br /&gt;A discovery done by my cousin who is there.&lt;br /&gt;This small little shop at a corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;The queue and the wait was totally worthed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel location was great.&lt;br /&gt;The tube was just at the basement of where we were staying!&lt;br /&gt;Jordan is a much convenient location to many many places including my mum's apartment!&lt;br /&gt;Spent quality time with my dearest mum too.&lt;br /&gt;A much needed break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days and 4 nights of pure relaxation and undisturbed fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too lazy to pen out the details though.&lt;br /&gt;Would do some recommendations of must visit places in my next entry, if I ever get myself down to doing it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On quarantined for these 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;My boss is paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he quarantines me for another few more days.&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since I have had a much deserved break.&lt;br /&gt;I do not look forward to the raging war ahead.&lt;br /&gt;It will start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;In a day's time.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly Presenting,&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland Hongkong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/ShwGKc2CrdI/AAAAAAAAACc/iJ056tC5lsM/s1600-h/dsc03817_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/ShwGKc2CrdI/AAAAAAAAACc/iJ056tC5lsM/s320/dsc03817_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340150034765884882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the prince and princess lives happily ever after in the magical castle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/ShwHY1iJLjI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fvibqv-mDmk/s1600-h/DSC03881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/ShwHY1iJLjI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fvibqv-mDmk/s320/DSC03881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340151381423107634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever and ever and ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could I have this ending too?&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;So much.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4994452406832405684?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/ShwGKc2CrdI/AAAAAAAAACc/iJ056tC5lsM/s72-c/dsc03817_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6408135873342224980</id><published>2009-05-03T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:24:54.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>Just a urge to blog about this today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally disklike kids.&lt;br /&gt;Hate them.&lt;br /&gt;Hate those in the range of 4 and above where they run around like little monsters, touching everything they see, destroying the displays and behaving like monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;I hate screaming, shouting kids too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, I had to run after a 8 or 9 year old into Royal Sporting House to get him to return me the computer ball that he has stolen.&lt;br /&gt;Thief.&lt;br /&gt;What bad parenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention Singaporean kids nowadays are a disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;In manners and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Proud, arrogant, spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, there are still very sweet and respectful kids around.&lt;br /&gt;Say 1 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad parents.&lt;br /&gt;The product of our current society.&lt;br /&gt;Work work and work and leave the kids be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not going to have kids.&lt;br /&gt;Although sweetie thinks otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;ZzZ.&lt;br /&gt;Hate em'.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6408135873342224980?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6408135873342224980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6408135873342224980' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;Me: Well, it depends on if you plan to extend the invitation to me...&lt;br /&gt;S: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so sudden.&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, I hope they will be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Despite what I/We think about &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Will I be going?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;We were once classmates afterall so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;More than that, we were once pretty good friends.&lt;br /&gt;Just that circumstances forced us not to be that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really tired these few days.&lt;br /&gt;My body seems to fail me completely even though I have had a few days of sleep recuperation.&lt;br /&gt;The time of the month made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet boyfriend gave us a dinner treat yesterday at SG Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;I am damn sure that my craving for Tabasco is not dulled yet.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Pastas x 4 times this week for dinner and I am still not satisfied yet.&lt;br /&gt;Weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last day to go.&lt;br /&gt;More work to come on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can take it a wee bit slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;The old guards at my co. is down to 2 from my era.&lt;br /&gt;New ones are taking over soon.&lt;br /&gt;The environment is getting hostile? I wonder if I am much too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;I miss working like a family, with a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be will be.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm praying for Sweetie's exams to go on well and that he will get a job that he likes and enjoys.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, please let Ah Ma be healthy and well.&lt;br /&gt;Bad dreams woke me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2789690179221389400?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2789690179221389400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2789690179221389400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2789690179221389400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2789690179221389400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprise-on-msn.html' title='A Surprise on MSN'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6496686423259810987</id><published>2009-05-01T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:30:02.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SfpMupIET9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bYYkMpn4r-8/s1600-h/company_pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SfpMupIET9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bYYkMpn4r-8/s400/company_pix.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330657473143787474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo - Captured my truest emotions and expression at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 1 month, it has been 12ams or 3ams for me.&lt;br /&gt;Each and every night.&lt;br /&gt;The stress is unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;You have got to work here, in this field, to know what it constitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campaign launch was a successful one.&lt;br /&gt;This project, from the very beginning, was hard work.&lt;br /&gt;The strategies and positioning I had to take to win us this project, the planning process of this project after we have won, and finally, the content programming and a successful execution of the launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its over.&lt;br /&gt;The stress is over.&lt;br /&gt;At least till the next project.&lt;br /&gt;Half a million dollars must taste sweet for the bosses.&lt;br /&gt;It was my biggest project ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on my face while I was doing a quick briefing right before the event starts says something does it not?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it just a fleeting moment caught by the camera.&lt;br /&gt;Is the sacrifices worthed it?&lt;br /&gt;These questions, I cannot answer.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late nights, the loneliness one feels when you have dinner at 1am all by yourself, the mental torture, the verbal abuse by colleagues sometimes due to their lack of sleep, the time I have with my loved ones...Is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es, while doing a quick review over Jap lunch yesterday said she was proud of me and think I did a really good job.&lt;br /&gt;And she asked me what were some of my strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;Being a true Singaporean, I told her my weaknesses and said I don't know anything about my strengths.&lt;br /&gt;And she said, one very strong trait I have, is that people around me are willing to work hard for me cos' I treat them with sincerity and they are willing to 'die for me'.&lt;br /&gt;I know so.&lt;br /&gt;Because there are really true loyal colleagues cum friends who are willing to give up the sleep for me.&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is, one of them is leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Es asked colleague X why she was back on a Sat when she wasn't needed, and her reply was, just in case I need her, she wants to be able to help me. Her exact words were, For Cindy, I am doing it willingly and no one forced me.&lt;br /&gt;I am touched by the loyalty that she is showing.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I am very sad that she is leaving.&lt;br /&gt;But that's life isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long post.&lt;br /&gt;Long weekend @ work too.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tmr to meet sweetie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally met up with my girlies.&lt;br /&gt;Poor them again.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Had pasta at Changi Village Hotel after deciding that Changi Airport was a hot spot for Swine Flu..&lt;br /&gt;No tobasco.&lt;br /&gt;So disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep in the car.&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;They keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;I love you both!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6496686423259810987?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6496686423259810987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6496686423259810987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6496686423259810987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6496686423259810987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-job.html' title='My Job'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SfpMupIET9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bYYkMpn4r-8/s72-c/company_pix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2818020364726104707</id><published>2009-04-26T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:30:35.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic Attacks</title><content type='html'>Sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;Breatheless moments.&lt;br /&gt;All for that one day.&lt;br /&gt;28th April 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for it to be over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress and tension in my body can be felt by many.&lt;br /&gt;Agonizing, worrying, paranoid-ing.&lt;br /&gt;These are the only emotions that I can feel recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made it all better just with his presence.&lt;br /&gt;The look in his eyes says that I can do it and I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am keeping my fingers cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-night move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago, at the same location, with my best team mate, with a successful campaign launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can history please be made again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shivering with both fear and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2818020364726104707?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2818020364726104707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2818020364726104707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2818020364726104707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2818020364726104707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/04/panic-attacks.html' title='Panic Attacks'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5777806118758180086</id><published>2009-04-19T12:23:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:05:20.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Dim Sum</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;View from office building&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SeqrrIOvQbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oJgJlZDbRAM/s1600-h/DSC03206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SeqrrIOvQbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oJgJlZDbRAM/s320/DSC03206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326258266751058354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very long week.&lt;br /&gt;4ams.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'm in the depths of exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;Precious little time left for my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner/supper with the girls with my favourite bowl of soup bar cho mee on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Poor girls who had to wait till 10ish for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to leave office earlier but it was an impossible deed.&lt;br /&gt;Car hopped and the dear girl drove us down once again to the far away eastern side of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Much appreciated the lighthearted and good fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;Took my mind away from work for a while at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SeqpZsO7kPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q5Z1MATxxu8/s1600-h/dsc03208_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SeqpZsO7kPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q5Z1MATxxu8/s320/dsc03208_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255768154640626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Mum's bday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to M and had The Buffet but had to rush back to office afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was good but my loss of sleep made me lose my appetite too.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in the office till 2amish with sweetie by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Was falling asleep at the wheels and had to fight to stay conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was half work day.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't bring myself to stay in the office any longer than 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;The office is like my home.&lt;br /&gt;My first home in fact.&lt;br /&gt;Drove us down to scout for a hp for mum, a belated gift.&lt;br /&gt;Will do the purchase on Tues after the telco get it sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;Zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping, my all time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;Took my mind away from work.&lt;br /&gt;Yakult, Orange Juice, One Dozen Cup Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;My stash of dinner for the next week in office.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SequA-Se9XI/AAAAAAAAABU/MBphtt-fIUg/s1600-h/DSC03237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SequA-Se9XI/AAAAAAAAABU/MBphtt-fIUg/s320/DSC03237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326260841062790514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SeqsRFVd39I/AAAAAAAAABE/ylmQ75TvdoQ/s1600-h/DSC03217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/SeqsRFVd39I/AAAAAAAAABE/ylmQ75TvdoQ/s320/DSC03217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326258918809001938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Seqw3kMlIBI/AAAAAAAAABk/6tW0mG3iZQQ/s1600-h/DSC03226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Seqw3kMlIBI/AAAAAAAAABk/6tW0mG3iZQQ/s320/DSC03226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326263977974767634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sequ3rFn6zI/AAAAAAAAABc/1PmmVJoEF2c/s1600-h/DSC03235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4dJ1s6rOpo/Sequ3rFn6zI/AAAAAAAAABc/1PmmVJoEF2c/s320/DSC03235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326261780801383218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Dim Sum.&lt;br /&gt;A new place brought forth by his sense of adventure once again.&lt;br /&gt;Loved the glutinous rice.&lt;br /&gt;Added a star to the service after getting complimentary desserts for the long food wait. =D~&lt;br /&gt;Caught up over dinner on the week's events.&lt;br /&gt;Contented with precious times like this.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth Sense on my telly box after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Lying happily on his fat tummy.&lt;br /&gt;So warm.&lt;br /&gt;Snuggled closer to him.&lt;br /&gt;Half asleep, half watching.&lt;br /&gt;Until I succumbed to exhaustion once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to 21st to 25th of May!!&lt;br /&gt;Fly fly fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-5777806118758180086?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/5777806118758180086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=5777806118758180086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5777806118758180086'/><link rel='self' 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="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03205.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the temptation of &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; that brought us out in the thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;Hidden gem, that was what sweetie said. We sat in the car, under the rain, watching the cars go by, while enjoying the wonderful strawberry shortcake and the to die for creme brulee on a Saturday afternoon. This should happen during dating period. I said. It would surely impress the girl. The rain made it romantic. The sweetness of it all made me couldn't resist but kissed him on his cheek for the sugarcoated endorphined treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till the next entry. A little short of words today. On a side note, CATS was good. Photos to be shown soon. When I have the time. I hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-98555642333628997?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/98555642333628997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=98555642333628997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/98555642333628997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/98555642333628997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/04/under-rain.html' title='Under the Rain'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8235356000908551381</id><published>2009-04-05T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:01:18.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The thing about falling down is,&lt;br /&gt;Pain will come with it and it will take you great efforts to stand again.&lt;br /&gt;But if you have had someone to hold on to you while you fall, preventing you from getting hurt too badly and helping you to regain your composure, you will then find it less of an embarassment and the acceptance of the unfortunate incident.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that sweetie was holding on tightly to me when I slipped and I managed to get away un-bruised. &lt;br /&gt;I am known to be an accident prone person who is known for her clumsiness.&lt;br /&gt;I can trip over myself in the office, knock into tables, close the drawers on my fingers and the list just goes on.&lt;br /&gt;But it feels good to have someone hovering over me each time I hurt myself, soothing my pain and comforting me like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's pressure is mounting.&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;The launch is nearing and I'm getting restless nights.&lt;br /&gt;Going to move to a new office soon.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the new premise which was defn larger but less of a convenience.&lt;br /&gt;It has got a good interior environment though and my room is still about the same size. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good weekend with my better half over DMC.&lt;br /&gt;'Hilariousity' - The highest attained form of art that can inject me with endorphins boosters besides chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about chocolates, the bf is bringing me around to savour good chocolate desserts recently.&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush and am feeling a tad diabetic.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I forgot my trusty cammy!&lt;br /&gt;The pictures will definitely make one salivates...&lt;br /&gt;MmmmMmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a lazy Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with my mum who is finally back from Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;I got a great pair of Adidas shoes.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's well and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;Till CATS!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8235356000908551381?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-1655728598074321015</id><published>2009-03-29T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:41:14.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last 2 Weeks of March.</title><content type='html'>A weekend out at CQ...&lt;br /&gt;A treat of Italian and spice and everything nice!&lt;br /&gt;Went home with a filled and warm tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03145.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03146.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03151.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03155.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03156.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03158.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03161.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Love Works 2009...&lt;br /&gt;Exchange of vows under the romantic skies!&lt;br /&gt;Contributed to the Wall of Love!&lt;br /&gt;Got a bright red rose, courtesy of &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;, goodie bags with picnic mat, biscuits, cereals, drinks and tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03172.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03164.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03173.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03175.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese delights..&lt;br /&gt;Wore my much loved new green and translucent dress!!&lt;br /&gt;Mall Cop with much laughter.&lt;br /&gt;2 new tops that I hearts lots!&lt;br /&gt;And of course not forgetting, my happy food, Devils' Choc Fudge =D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03187.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03189.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03194.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03191.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are heartaches and tears behind every smiles too you know.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY BRO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a wonderful time with your better half.&lt;br /&gt;I owe you a treat.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1655728598074321015?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1655728598074321015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1655728598074321015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1655728598074321015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1655728598074321015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-2-weeks-of-march.html' title='The Last 2 Weeks of March.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7230747010032074244</id><published>2009-03-24T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:57:47.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Work</title><content type='html'>I should feel elated that I've gotten the $400K project.&lt;br /&gt;But I am not.&lt;br /&gt;For every one project I win, &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; gets 2?&lt;br /&gt;Albeit on a smaller scale.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it adds on to the stress.&lt;br /&gt;Is it luck?&lt;br /&gt;I do not think so.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we are all just working very hard.&lt;br /&gt;Am I that competitive by nature?&lt;br /&gt;No, it's just the rules of survival in this current state of economy.&lt;br /&gt;I think, no one will understand why I'm reacting like that.&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy that the company is doing well.&lt;br /&gt;That both our teams are doing well.&lt;br /&gt;Then why is it that I feel that bitterness everytime she gets a new project?&lt;br /&gt;Is it in my character to be such a selfish and mean and a person of no magnanimousity?&lt;br /&gt;I hope to God I am not like that.&lt;br /&gt;I like to believe that it is the circumstance that makes me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;The happiest person of all is no doubt my boss.&lt;br /&gt;He perhaps just made 700K this month where the rest of the world is just fighting for survival.&lt;br /&gt;Should I be happy that I have contributed to at least 1 million of the sales for the past 20 months I am with them?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should.&lt;br /&gt;Than tell me why am I still feeling so unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;It is the time of the month I think.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;I am so burnt out.&lt;br /&gt;I need my girls and some really good chocolates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7230747010032074244?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7230747010032074244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7230747010032074244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7230747010032074244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7230747010032074244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-work.html' title='On Work'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4729774746076298931</id><published>2009-03-11T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:36:38.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th Birthday</title><content type='html'>I had a good 26th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the hectic schedule I had at work today.&lt;br /&gt;10am, 11am, 12noon, 3pm - Packed with meetings. Back to back.&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss was very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;We had a mini celebration for me over a Japanese lunch of yakitori which was really good.&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues being my sweet colleagues gave me a 'surprise' cake with MANY lit-up candles.&lt;br /&gt;I dampened their spirits a little when I 'accidentally' saw what they were doing for me.&lt;br /&gt;Was very touched by their efforts.&lt;br /&gt;I had a precious bottle of eau de toilette that they went searching high and low for.&lt;br /&gt;Plus a pooh bear with a huge head to replace my worn out one.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my favourite, cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends whom I haven't seen for a really long time remember my day too.&lt;br /&gt;It was pleasant receiving msgs throughout the day and it really made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;The thought counts really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today also happened to be my client's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I was treated to another slice of chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated it last night with Es and Fel at Wala with ice cold vodka and was disappointed that Fierce Angel was unable to make it but I had a totally great time with the 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;It's wierd that one can be so close to their direct reporting superior but I guess when work is aside, we can be really crazy, not to mention I enjoy their company..haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had a sweet dark chocolate cake from Fel! =D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my sweetie put me on top of the world for a couple of hours today.&lt;br /&gt;When he turned up at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;Walked into my room.&lt;br /&gt;And took out a phone to place it in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't just a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;It was totally UNEXPECTED!&lt;br /&gt;Never ever imagined him to get me a Nokia E63.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine how much he spent by purchasing the set that is not attached to any tel lines.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;It may not be the best phone that one can get right now but to me, it's the best.&lt;br /&gt;Very apologetically, he told me that he cannot afford anything more than what he has given me and asked if I am okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist but leaned over my desk to give him a quick kiss.&lt;br /&gt;He was just being so so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My phone is old and cranky.&lt;br /&gt;Been using my uncle's old phone since my turned crazy but I am so used to a 1 megapixel camera with no other functions that I'm suddenly spoilt by the present now.&lt;br /&gt;A 'QWERTY' keypad phone that allows me to receive emails every where.&lt;br /&gt;Staying connected 24.7&lt;br /&gt;HAhA.&lt;br /&gt;Its red. &lt;br /&gt;And it's a business PhoNe!&lt;br /&gt;Cool!&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest, sweetest thing that he did was not purchasing the phone.&lt;br /&gt;It was the downloading of my favourite songs into the phone that got my eyes a lil teary.&lt;br /&gt;And a e-note that says Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And also the photos of us that he is uploaded in it.&lt;br /&gt;And the charging of phone so that it will be ready for my use.&lt;br /&gt;And that whenever he calls me now, I see our faces on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;I am counting my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at a quaint little Italian restaurant down HV.&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was really good.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention quality food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = " http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03134.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = " http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03102_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03103_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03108_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03110_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03117.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03128_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03129_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03130_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03125_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03144_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending with US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03138_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;More meetings ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you peeps for making my birthday such a happy one!&lt;br /&gt;I love you PooHie.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Chun.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I love YOU!&lt;br /&gt;I'm being MORE pampered and spoilt the older I get! =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4729774746076298931?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4729774746076298931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4729774746076298931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4729774746076298931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4729774746076298931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/03/26th-birthday.html' title='26th Birthday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8947796518473510266</id><published>2009-03-08T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:36:01.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprised Sunny Sunday!</title><content type='html'>I had a sumptuous Sunday breakfast with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;And I received a paperbag of surprises for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Buying things for me are never easy.&lt;br /&gt;I bet they had a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I really loved my pressie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it must have cost a dent in their pockets.&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't what touched me.&lt;br /&gt;The fact they took time off from their busy work to get something for me just before my birthday meant alot.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;Who owes someone a present since last December.&lt;br /&gt;Not an excuse but I do not like buying things for the sake of buying.&lt;br /&gt;But now there's glimmer of hope.&lt;br /&gt;At least we know what she wants now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My better half does have a good eye for what I want too.&lt;br /&gt;It's absolutely perfect really.&lt;br /&gt;If it has his stamp of approval, it is almost guaranteed that I will like it.&lt;br /&gt;Almost. &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now the proud owner of my desire....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03095.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03098.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03099.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an LV/Gucci person simply because I cannot afford it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Coach because I just don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;But KS always had a special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about it's existence until this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st surprise of what's going to come in 2 days time.&lt;br /&gt;So he said.&lt;br /&gt;Girls, he is a great secret keeper.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely had no idea what I was getting.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely had no idea that he was part of the act.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;What a sneaky bf!&lt;br /&gt;Much loved by me.&lt;br /&gt;My Sunday has been made happy.&lt;br /&gt;I think my monday blues shouldn't exist for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I say for now!&lt;br /&gt;I hope the girls will be happy that I am happy too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a secondary note..&lt;br /&gt;I have my 2nd gift to my birthday already.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Cats_1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hUrhUrhUR.&lt;br /&gt;Out of his busy examination schedule, I'm still going to watch CATS THE MUSICAL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I love musicals.&lt;br /&gt;Phantom is still my all time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;But CATS!!&lt;br /&gt;It's something new but I'm looking forward to D-Day...&lt;br /&gt;Great seats too!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really excited!&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope my work schedule permits my evening off for that.&lt;br /&gt;A delayed present but I'm so loving it! (So mAcdonalD's)&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uber high now.&lt;br /&gt;Indulged by people who loves me / hates me(it works both ways!! =P)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly made my day brighter.&lt;br /&gt;It is taking some damp emotions away from me knowing that my birthday leave has to be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;3 meetings.&lt;br /&gt;10am&lt;br /&gt;1pm&lt;br /&gt;3pm&lt;br /&gt;Well, you win some, you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;I think it doesn't matter to me that much now. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;He said I should love the food.&lt;br /&gt;And I should think about it during my meetings so it takes away some pain.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;HMm..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm going to be 26....&lt;br /&gt;And..GV Auntie ask me if I was 18!!&lt;br /&gt;YayYy!&lt;br /&gt;The best birthday present of the year goes to the GV Auntie!&lt;br /&gt;HUrhUrhuR.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Met up with Wil. My longest friend ever.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated my birthday real early with him.&lt;br /&gt;On a Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Under the rain.&lt;br /&gt;We played like kids under the rain.&lt;br /&gt;There was a moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;Like those what if instances.&lt;br /&gt;But it passed quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Raw emotions always tire me.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sense of security that I'm getting now so I'm not going to lose it over a moment of folly.&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a sweet brotherly birthday kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we'll always be tied together like that.&lt;br /&gt;He asked, Why under the rain?&lt;br /&gt;I replied, Washing the sins away.&lt;br /&gt;And he understood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8947796518473510266?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8947796518473510266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8947796518473510266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8947796518473510266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8947796518473510266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/03/surprised-sunny-sunday.html' title='Surprised Sunny Sunday!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4290252292688888649</id><published>2009-03-02T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:11:36.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03079_1.jpg" height = "120" Width = "160"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart still skips a beat each and every time I see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;C: "I love you when you are being nice to me"&lt;br /&gt;B: "Yeah. That's why half the time, you hate me."&lt;br /&gt;C: -________-''''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Reader was a classic film that both of us enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;The Germans and the Jews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4290252292688888649?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4290252292688888649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4290252292688888649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4290252292688888649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4290252292688888649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2961919170186890592</id><published>2009-02-24T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:25:47.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know We Are Still In Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I know we are still in love when he dates me out for dinner on my 64th Monthsary when I forgot about it...&lt;br /&gt;I know we are still in love when I buy him his favourite chocolate chip peanut cookies and a card with words from my heart despite my hectic schedule and remembering my 64th Monthsary in the nick of time...&lt;br /&gt;I know we are still in love when the kisses are still as tender and sweet...&lt;br /&gt;I know we are still in love when he makes my heart skip a beat each time I see him...&lt;br /&gt;I know we are still in love.&lt;br /&gt;I just know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2961919170186890592?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2961919170186890592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2961919170186890592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2961919170186890592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2961919170186890592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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with.&lt;br /&gt;So it brings us back to the question of: Can colleagues be friends? And are they really sincerely wanting to be friends or is there something that they want in return and that you can be made used of?&lt;br /&gt;Well, being the trusty 'pig', it's hard for me to differentiate sometimes and I may allow myself to be believing the better side of the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm under a tremendous amount of stress lately.&lt;br /&gt;And am not sure if I can cope with this much of an added responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for my team's survival? The pressure is unspeakably high.&lt;br /&gt;I think pms makes someone feels as though she is losing control over everything and her life is falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within this week, I have also concluded that I am a workaholic.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that the other person had to work on so many things and I have got well, pleasantly lesser things to deal with that are definitely less stressful, I was feeling really imbalanced.&lt;br /&gt;I should thank God that I was given a break but somehow or another, I would prefer to be the busy rather than idle one.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from work, I've been giving sweetie a nasty time due to be hormonal imbalanced.&lt;br /&gt;A remark from the girls made me wonder if I've always been the authoritative one in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I think yes.&lt;br /&gt;He has always been the tolerant and understanding partner.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, he has his MCP side that the girls have not seen so I guess we are well suited in a way or another.&lt;br /&gt;^___^''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I have to enjoy my weekend while it lasts!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Surprise in May!&lt;br /&gt;Something for me to look foward to.&lt;br /&gt;Short trip due to our budget constraints.&lt;br /&gt;NZ is more important!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Mountain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises is that I will wake up to this every morning!&lt;br /&gt;Loves the nature.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8334115337639897401?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8334115337639897401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8334115337639897401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8334115337639897401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8334115337639897401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/02/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-974120749494007322</id><published>2009-02-15T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:10:46.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>I know I have had the best Valentine's day ever when my better half spent 6 hours in the kitchen cooking for not only me but my family...and he ends up smelling like food and sweat rolled into one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer: Parma Ham on Rock Melon&lt;br /&gt;Soup: Clam Chowder&lt;br /&gt;Main: Beef Bolognaise in Red Wine&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: Chocolate Moouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was made from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;Even the sauces.&lt;br /&gt;The hand written recipe made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the smile on my mum's face made my day even happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf. My personal chef. And hopefully, my husband to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures doesn't do justice cos' I had shakey hands.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, a preview of my dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03053.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03058_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc03057_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03061.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03068.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from ECP with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;My butt is not as painful this time cos' the bike's seat was better.&lt;br /&gt;My arms and legs are tired.&lt;br /&gt;It was good.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sweat.&lt;br /&gt;But I love the girls more.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Till next week.&lt;br /&gt;Going Ah MA HoUSe nOw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a pleasant surprise when I saw my favourite brand of discontinued perfume sitting on Fluffy's head =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03042.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the rainbow in my hands. May happiness be with me always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02751.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-974120749494007322?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/974120749494007322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=974120749494007322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/974120749494007322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/974120749494007322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8909223651997748126</id><published>2009-02-10T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:42:57.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News?</title><content type='html'>My close friends are sharing my joy now.&lt;br /&gt;If they consider that a joy for me.&lt;br /&gt;2nd of March is a brand new start for my career progression.&lt;br /&gt;A room to myself, a new team to lead, KPIs to be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling the stress of it all.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, reality hasn't hit home.&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&lt;br /&gt;To be where I am today, where I am now, I thank God, grandma and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Just a short snippet of the happenings today.&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.&lt;br /&gt;Till the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;它流在血液中来回滚动&lt;br /&gt;后悔不贴心会痛&lt;br /&gt;恨不懂你会痛&lt;br /&gt;想见不能见最痛&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8909223651997748126?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8909223651997748126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8909223651997748126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8909223651997748126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8909223651997748126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-news.html' title='Good News?'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7737758685940764628</id><published>2009-02-08T20:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:58:32.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Day Out!</title><content type='html'>The Sun, The Sand and The Sea.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a sore butt now.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about my lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotcakes at Mac.&lt;br /&gt;A lovely 2 hours ride on the bikes.&lt;br /&gt;Tanned.&lt;br /&gt;Relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sunday well spent with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just keep our fingers cross that I have no work next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Car Pool.&lt;br /&gt;My turn.&lt;br /&gt;Fun!&lt;br /&gt;Good thing we stay near each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;But I think God gave me the best friends that one could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;9 Years of Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope we will still do this after we have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Saturday with my better half.&lt;br /&gt;Bride Wars was a chick flick with babes and beautiful clothes, not forgetting wedding gowns.&lt;br /&gt;I love Hathaway's gown.&lt;br /&gt;Something that I would love to be don it one day.&lt;br /&gt;The diamond ring. Huge.&lt;br /&gt;What else can a girl ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a diet mode.&lt;br /&gt;And exercise regime.&lt;br /&gt;Some relatives whom I've not seen in years says I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Do I take it to heart.&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;Which girl wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;My better half made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;He always does.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm lucky.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Shall be more positive and cope with things better.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the beach will do me good till end of the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait for the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;He promised to be Chef of the Day.&lt;br /&gt;More beach action on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a contrary to my euphoria mood now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually irritated.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps its just my character.&lt;br /&gt;Than again, Pooh and Sweetie says I should treat it well, indifferently.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Being contented is my resolution for the year.&lt;br /&gt;I love dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Kito to join in beach trip? Winks at Chunnie. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am feeling so happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope the feeling last through the week.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7737758685940764628?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7737758685940764628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7737758685940764628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7737758685940764628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7737758685940764628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/02/girls-day-out.html' title='Girls Day Out!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7665993887744774304</id><published>2009-02-01T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:10:26.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Flower Festival 2009</title><content type='html'>It was quality time spent walking in the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;The evening breeze made it a comfortable tour.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, it was a day out with my better half, making use of whatever weekend and time I have left to spend that with each other.&lt;br /&gt;His final exams are approaching.&lt;br /&gt;My busy week of work ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos ahead in the post.&lt;br /&gt;Right at this moment, I am a little lazy to put it down in words.&lt;br /&gt;Am loading 24 and I'm finally going to complete Season 5 today.&lt;br /&gt;Been hooked on, all thanks to my boss and my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian food at Vivo was good.&lt;br /&gt;Comparable to Rendezvous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't look forward to the start of my work week.&lt;br /&gt;Late nights.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02993.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02995.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02996.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02998.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03015.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03014.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03026.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03025.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03022.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC03028.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so very easy to fall in love with him every single day. More than words can explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 24!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with his parents and gram tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Yummz.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was great meeting up with Wil and Serene.&lt;br /&gt;They are as comfortable to be with as where we left off last.&lt;br /&gt;To have such friends can only constitute to a handful.&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed her singing.&lt;br /&gt;Late night till 4am.&lt;br /&gt;I do not have the luxury of time once the work starts.&lt;br /&gt;Friends like them have always been compromising but always are often subjected to my neglect.&lt;br /&gt;I miss having fun like back when we were in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;There are memories that I do not want to keep but there are also some that can never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, it's a worrying thing for women when they are past the age of 25.&lt;br /&gt;The aging process just expedites and it's like a timebomb waiting to explode.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;It's even more worrying when your better half is a year younger than you and has a boyish look.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7665993887744774304?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7665993887744774304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7665993887744774304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7665993887744774304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7665993887744774304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/02/sentosa-flower-festival-2009.html' title='Sentosa Flower Festival 2009'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6071424853438579757</id><published>2009-01-29T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:38:09.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>Happy Lunar New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in the hols' mode and am thankful that Vic gave us a week off.&lt;br /&gt;Have got a couple of photos to share.&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner was done at home this year and I ate a good 6 hours of steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;I think the pictures shall do the talking here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spread of dishes...yes..It's just for 3 person! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02961.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot steaming pot of food...My favourite corn is in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02963.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai Du Yu - A must have in Teochew family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02964.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawns prawns prawns!!! Homemade Meatballs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02965.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum did a fantastic job in the kitchen once again...&lt;br /&gt;Well, friends who have eaten at my place should agree in unison that she is a good cook. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to Gran's as usual.&lt;br /&gt;A gathering of all the clans of the family!&lt;br /&gt;More steamboat feast plus lou hei this time.&lt;br /&gt;The people who loves me unconditionally were all gathered together.&lt;br /&gt;My grandma not in good shape was still able to get out of bed to eat with us which I was really glad about.&lt;br /&gt;Took alot of pictures for fear of not being able to do that again next year.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall be contented and thankful that she is still around.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my loved ones, who stood by me all these years.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that we are a close knitted family and I hope the bond will go on strong no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine without them in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigger pot for more people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02968.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02974.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mummy and my MamA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02977.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins and Mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02981.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Pretty Women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02979.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for CNY Day 1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to Bb's house to visit his parents and Ah Ma.&lt;br /&gt;Caught CJ7 with them and I had a good laugh - I never got a chance to watch that in the cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;Sat and chatted for a while and his dad being the youngest means they have to visit others and thus his place was a quiet haven as compared to my ah ma's!&lt;br /&gt;Went on to visit another of my mum's relation and it was boring as every other year that I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;Know no one and talk to no one.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think anyone who acknowledge my presence too.&lt;br /&gt;HaHa!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God sweetie was there with me and well, that apple biaomei was too.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up hiding in the room chatting.&lt;br /&gt;I succeeded in leaving the place in less than 30 minutes with no objections from mummy!!&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;Brought Bb up to ah ma house to visit her before proceeding to aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;Had great curry and fried bee hoon and other stuffs too.&lt;br /&gt;Than it was tudou-ing my 24 season 5!!&lt;br /&gt;Baby and Bb ended up playing CS...zzzzzzzzz BoyS!&lt;br /&gt;My day didn't just end there.&lt;br /&gt;We went on to Warren's for a family dinner, a first for CNY and I guess my aunt was thinking of my grandma when we did that.&lt;br /&gt;Only god knows how long more will my granny be around for family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Did lou heing again and it was huge fun with my cousins!!&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lou Hei Mess!!!&lt;br /&gt;The smiles on their faces were priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02990.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02991.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02987.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02988.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02989.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue my CNY episodes this weekend or something.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's dinner with mama and friends!&lt;br /&gt;Hooray to no work; that is if you don't count the presentation that I will be having tomorrow. Dreading that. I hate presentations! ZzZz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bless Ah Ma with health this 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I need more time with her.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the time to take her away.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02975.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo shi xin fu de.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6071424853438579757?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6071424853438579757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6071424853438579757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6071424853438579757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6071424853438579757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year2009.html' title='Chinese New Year 2009'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4573487789701018631</id><published>2009-01-24T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:34:37.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is the 2nd Chinese New Year without you.&lt;br /&gt;A year has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Time has really gone by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;The pain has been surpressed with great efforts but has yet to subside.&lt;br /&gt;I dread the days without work cos' the pressure from work alone sustain the ability of compartmentalising my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can change the fact that I and I alone inflicted the greatest amount of pain on you.&lt;br /&gt;That is something that I cannot forgive myself no matter what others say to convince me.&lt;br /&gt;Please know that you are not forgotten and every memory of you is astonishingly more vivid than when you were around.&lt;br /&gt;It takes alot to forget what has ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;From a child to an adult, I cannot just erase 25 years of memories with a remote.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when blood relations are forever binding even when apart.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I will ever find peace in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Being afraid of history repeating itself, that and only that can keep me from not wanting a child.&lt;br /&gt;I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;Very much.&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me. Please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4573487789701018631?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4573487789701018631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4573487789701018631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4573487789701018631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4573487789701018631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/01/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-621855207436772573</id><published>2009-01-18T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:37:09.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food For Thoughts Episode 3 - Dinner Under the Stars</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I finally did some wardrobe shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 dresses, 1 top and 5 pairs of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still lacking tops of course and it's just so unlike me to buy so little clothes during CNY.&lt;br /&gt;This year, the mood just isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm too tired.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm just too jaded about work.&lt;br /&gt;My project, my baby has finally concluded successfully!&lt;br /&gt;Shall upload the pictures of my project in the next entry, a tad lazy to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood to blog really&lt;br /&gt;Lost the momentum of it.&lt;br /&gt;But there are some photos taken with Sweetie's cameraphone (forgot to bring mine out =P) that I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;A new dining place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Location and Style and Ambience (all in 1) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at a romantic Italian restaurant at The Singapore Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;The ambience is perfect if you choose to dine outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;The alfresco setting under the stars is much suitable for a romantic dinner with you better half.&lt;br /&gt;The weather made it even more wonderful than it already is with the cool January breeze..&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the best mode of transport would be your own because the Flyer isn't all that accessible via public transport except for taxis that is.&lt;br /&gt;The nearby river makes a pleasant place for a romantic walk after dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Star gazing can be done right in the heart of the city too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc01247_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc01260_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc01251_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc01255_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating: 5 Hungry Wolves / 5 Hungry Wolves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Menu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He once again surprised me with the delightful menu selections.&lt;br /&gt;We had Chocolate Milkshakes, Parma Ham on Rock Melon, Fried Calamari, Risotto (His main) and Lobster and Crab Ravioli in Seafood Sauce (My main!) and of course, my favourite dessert, Creme Brulee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is of exquisite pleasure where the Parma Ham melts in your mouth, where the rock melon leaves the sweetness lingering on the tip of your tongue...&lt;br /&gt;I love the spicy calamari sauce and it went really really well with the dish...&lt;br /&gt;Never a fan of Risotto, I thought it tasted a-okay but sweetie loved it.&lt;br /&gt;My Ravioli however was another spectrum altogether.&lt;br /&gt;It tasted so good. Just so good with fresh lobster and crab meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01253.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01254.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01256.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01257.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01258-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating: 5 Hungry Wolves / 5 Hungry Wolves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side recommendation: The pizza looks darn good but we were too filled to try it.&lt;br /&gt;Oven baked pan pizza. A should have if you can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Price and Service (New Category!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the Singapore Flyer's dysfunctional operation, all patrons get to enjoy a 50% discount for all ala carte items!&lt;br /&gt;The discount will stay until the flyer becomes operational!&lt;br /&gt;Please make early reservations to get good seats (alfresco seating that is) and to avoid disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;However, one must be patient to get served there as they seemed to be understaffed and the food takes a pretty long time to be ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, sweetie made my week.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone were to question me on what is the greatest asset I have at the age of 25, my answer would simply be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/dsc01249_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A perfect being who loves the imperfect me.&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how much you mean to me. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-621855207436772573?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/621855207436772573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=621855207436772573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/621855207436772573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/621855207436772573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/01/food-for-thoughts-episode-3-dinner.html' title='Food For Thoughts Episode 3 - Dinner Under the Stars'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7674697719486053743</id><published>2009-01-04T12:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:07:01.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thoughts Episode 2: Dinner @ Changi</title><content type='html'>After a long and hard week at work...&lt;br /&gt;Where staying in the office till 4am each day is a norm...&lt;br /&gt;Where working 18 hours a day is not some unexpected responsibility anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I finally can see things coming together as a whole...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting to breathe better and sleep more at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all of the above,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that at least I've got this weekend to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the nightmare will be over.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least till the next project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm anticipating for my four digit bonuses to be on my payroll this month.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers cross.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the additional performance bonuses that is lonnnggg overdued.&lt;br /&gt;I need cold hard cash.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from work,&lt;br /&gt;I've got a life still.&lt;br /&gt;My better half brought me to a new dinner place.&lt;br /&gt;This month's theme seems to be colonial houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a slow drive from work to Changi did some snap shooting of the roads.&lt;br /&gt;Was really exhausted although I couldn't fall asleep in the car due to my hunger and anticipation of course.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I could barely keep my eyes open while having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Poor sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02892.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02898.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02896.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my tummy was filled to the brim, we explored the place and of course, the purpose was to digest the food.&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me was the old arcade machines that were available at the club and it was at 20cents per game!&lt;br /&gt;My god.&lt;br /&gt;My love for puzzle figher was reignited.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us had much fun with these old school machines and it reminded me of my secondary days where I spent with Ter.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Played till the mosquitoes started attacking me and it was then we left for the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02924.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02925.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02922.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a stroll down the beach and the breeze was much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;You see families bbqing, people fishing, couples and friends cycling and it was a heart warming sight.&lt;br /&gt;Stood there for a while and we were just standing there, staring out in to the sea, leaning against each other.&lt;br /&gt;These are precious moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week of battle ahead.&lt;br /&gt;A battle that is going to end soon.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed that everything will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooh is right.&lt;br /&gt;The level of satisfaction keeps my committed at my work.&lt;br /&gt;Working on this project gives me a great level of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;My school transformed.&lt;br /&gt;The best memories happened right at where it is.&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Location&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set away from city, it is hidden at a club in Changi - &lt;strong&gt;Thai Pan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressways via TPE, Loyang Ave should bring you there.&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you look up the maps first if you are not familiar with that area because even my dear boy got a little mixed up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;There is a carpark at the dinner venue and it is relatively easy to find a lot there.&lt;br /&gt;But have an early dinner if you want to avoid the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Best at 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;If you go later than 7.30pm, the parking lots gets filled up and of course, the restaurant is maxed out too.&lt;br /&gt;Reservations is a good to have rule of thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02919.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating: 2 Hungry Wolves / 5 Hungry Wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay in the north therefore travelling to the east is a chore.&lt;br /&gt;Accessible by private transport.&lt;br /&gt;May require more than 1 mode of public transport.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Style and Ambience&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't exactly old school colonial setting but the furnishing used was of similar tastes and styles.&lt;br /&gt;You should opt for outdoor seating where you get to enjoy the cool sea breeze although attention for service is lacking here.&lt;br /&gt;The interior of the restaurant however, is more suited for familes and where you have a bunch of friends eating together because.....&lt;br /&gt;We sat at a table for 6 even though it was just the 2 of us.&lt;br /&gt;Not a place for romantic dates.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to bring the in-laws out, this is the perfect place.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to bring my Gran there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02900.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02903.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02905.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating: 3 Hungry Wolves / 5 Hungry Wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge tables and comfortable seats.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Menu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese cum thai menu selections at really affordable prices.&lt;br /&gt;The price of a normal coffeeshop zi char store as compared to a venue with better ambience.&lt;br /&gt;I've always a love for fried olive rice and I think I've found something here that may bring me back again someday despite the long journey.&lt;br /&gt;Butter squid is a hot favorite for many as do mine where you can feel the sweet buttery taste lingers in your mouth as you chew on.&lt;br /&gt;The tofu with fresh crab meat is also a favorite of mine being a tofu lover and all.&lt;br /&gt;The sambal kangkong can be done without though and I honestly shouldn't have ordered that at all. Nothing different from the usual.&lt;br /&gt;The fish maw cum fresh crab meat soup however had differing opinions of mine and sweetie's where I thought I can do without but he loves it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02915.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02907.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02912.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02911.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02910.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating: 4 Hungry Wolves / 5 Hungry Wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must have for Olive Rice and Butter Squid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next review folks.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7674697719486053743?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7674697719486053743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7674697719486053743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7674697719486053743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7674697719486053743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2009/01/dinner-changi.html' title='Food for Thoughts Episode 2: Dinner @ Changi'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4621359217587688191</id><published>2008-12-28T15:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:30:12.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thoughts Episode 1 - Breakfast on Sundays</title><content type='html'>I could hardly wake up this morning despite last night's anticipation towards wherever Sweetie was bringing me to.&lt;br /&gt;The lack of sleep during the weekdays burnt into me.&lt;br /&gt;I forced my eyelids open and my lazy butt out of bed for breakfast this morning.&lt;br /&gt;A new place that I've fallen in love with.&lt;br /&gt;It was a sweet gesture on my beloved's effort to review forums for new eating places at affordable prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A riders' hangout away from the hustle and bustle of city life.&lt;br /&gt;You get to eat breakfast in fresh country air (mingle with the distinctive smell of horses).&lt;br /&gt;Non-animal lovers should not be there.&lt;br /&gt;I love the quiet and cosy place with the early morning breeze.&lt;br /&gt;Fine weather was what he prayed for and luck was on our side this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs Ben are my favourite since school days where I camped at Coffee Bean and he had a delicious serving of pancakes with butter, honey, blueberry and cream.&lt;br /&gt;A really fulfilling breakfast and a good reward after a hard week at work.&lt;br /&gt;Brought a book there to read a little while we ate and have proper weekend conversations. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Was relaxed and indulged by the time we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new week of battle ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Fight on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures of the new found hangout.&lt;br /&gt;Do remember to make reservations if you want to visit the cafe because they don't except walk-ins on weekends when it gets crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few disappointmented looks on the patrons when they realised that it was full.&lt;br /&gt;A good breakfast place to visit and well, you can do lunch do.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner is a bit more pricey though but of course you can try that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs Benedict - My favourite breakfast dish since 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02855.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes - Sweetie's favourite since forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02856.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional side orders of Ham and Toast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02857.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devouring the Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02861.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Shots (Lambo and Ferrari captured on lens too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02872.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02850.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02852.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02879.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02867.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, once again, ending off with US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favourite Shot of us for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02869.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4621359217587688191?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4621359217587688191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4621359217587688191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4621359217587688191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4621359217587688191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-for-thoughts-episode-1-breakfast.html' title='Food for Thoughts Episode 1 - Breakfast on Sundays'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6132802476313194235</id><published>2008-12-27T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:34:27.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Christmas</title><content type='html'>Back tracking a little, I had a fantastic time with my loved ones on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;Had a Christmas Party at Es's condo and we played many games that only WJ can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with my colleagues and it was a good break from my project.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of food, karaoke, booze, and lucky draw prizes!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love my colleagues to bits at moments like this.&lt;br /&gt;My good companions in the company got me a necklace that is like a locket with a dog hidden in it, very intricate design and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;Another one of them got me a Pooh Bear Photoframe and Royce Chocolates! =)&lt;br /&gt;Es got me a book that I will definitely finish reading it soon enough and a manicure set that is actually motorized..Hmm..Haven't figured out how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Many of them bought me food, chocolates and pooh bear soft toys! =D&lt;br /&gt;Spent much this Christmas but received much in return!&lt;br /&gt;At least I know I'm loved by them! I hope so. HUrhur.&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon ended with me leaving to meet my sweetie for the night preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent it with my beloved ones on D day evening and we had a 4 hour steamboat marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Shifted our position in the kitchen to living room while we sat in front of the black box catching my Little Nonya.&lt;br /&gt;I love steamboats.&lt;br /&gt;I love it more when my friends who can eat are with me and I believe Chunnie enjoys it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, I think Poohie is sick of our steamboat episodes but still goes along with us =X&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that I have this mini pot that I got, I think it makes it more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really cosy sitting around with my lover, talking about life, eating at our pace and most importantly, there is a good spread of food.&lt;br /&gt;Bought from Tanglin Mall on D day from The Marketplace and came home with beef shabu shabu, pork strips shabu shabu, toufu, fishballs, meatballs, beefballs, shrimp wanton, white cabbage (my favourite!!), pork liver, fresh cod fish slice, button mushrooms, golden mushrooms, fresh giant squid and the best part, mama dearest cooked our favourite da cai rice!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mama is such a good cook that my friends and colleagues and family can't get enough of her food!&lt;br /&gt;As for me, let's just say I'm still learning in progress.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Food is indeed my best friend cos' it cheered me up tremendously after that satisfying meal!&lt;br /&gt;I believe my maid had a wonderful time with us stuffing her with food also! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02832.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02833.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02831.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Impatient and Hungry Lover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02834.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest is now watching TV with my mama.&lt;br /&gt;I am now doing work in my room.&lt;br /&gt;And blogging.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a really filling dinner with nice teppanyaki at an affordable price with a 10% discount from using my card! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Explored the new terminal with sweetie and took some snapshots.&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since we did random photo takes when we are out.&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn how to slow my pace to enjoy and appreciate the little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;Going to log off now to spend some quality time with him catching 24 Season 2.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm slow when Season 7 is going to be out really soon.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I have got no life apart from work lah!&lt;br /&gt;Jack Bauer!!&lt;br /&gt;Here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday @ Terminal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02836.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02843.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02841.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02837.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teppaning with Sweetie (Pictures are Incomplete due to HUNGER!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02848.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02847.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02845.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off..US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02839.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm keeping my fingers cross that everything is going to run on smoothly for my 'baby'.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Jan 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm highly excited and in the mode of anticipation as to where Sweetie is bringing me for breakfast tomorrow despite having to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;He promise that I will enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;More pictures tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to start a food blog.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;We shall wait and see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6132802476313194235?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6132802476313194235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6132802476313194235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6132802476313194235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6132802476313194235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-christmas.html' title='Post Christmas'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-973426015472554448</id><published>2008-12-24T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:02:00.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>It's the eve of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cos' of my 'baby'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small perk up and surprise visit from Es at 12 midnight with homemade Shepard's Pie and Salad that is really good!&lt;br /&gt;That's what I love about her and why I'm working so hard for this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an even bigger surprise when she gave me my Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;From Boss.&lt;br /&gt;Was jaw dropping when I saw the LV paper bag.&lt;br /&gt;They bought a business card holder for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/lvcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that they appreciate the hardwork that I've put in here so far but I'm  still a little overwhelmed by the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not cost that much to some but from the bottom of my heart, I feel guilty everytime I receive something pricey from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to work harder to get rid of the guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas exchange this year is fun and I love my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a Mini car radio, a Mouse that is much needed, and Royce Chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a Christmas Party in 8 hours too and I hope I get the lucky draw again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked away with $300 last year!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May lady luck be with me still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to spend Christmas Day with Ah Ma and my lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte neh to NYP OH 09!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-973426015472554448?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/973426015472554448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=973426015472554448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/973426015472554448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/973426015472554448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3736744051644219439</id><published>2008-12-21T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:59:22.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count My Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts and Emotions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time, we human creatures are selfish, self-centered, self-absorbed and often uncontented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it takes alot of my self-control and the angelic part of me to be a nicer and better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning how to do that every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To appreciate what I already have and accept what life has got in-stored for me graciously and humbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economic crisis I believe has hit many people be it in Singapore or in other countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories of people our age who got retrenched truly scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who still has a job, be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for having a job that I like albeit the mounting pressure and stress and the definite lack of personal time and space apart from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it in my stride, I hope that it will get better in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, I have gotten my best Christmas present this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYP Open House 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sweet sweet victory when my competitors include CityN. and PicoA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less than 2 weeks to get everything ready and have been working till 4am the past week again and I will definitely be working through Christmas and New Year but then again, my school, the best memories of my school life is the best present I've gotten this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just hope I will still like my school after the project that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On family, today is Dong Zhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins and all my relatives gathered at Ah Ma house yesterday for dinner and they waited for me to do Tang Yuan together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a mad rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from E at 9.20am when I was still asleep taking into consideration that I slept at 4am the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than she told me to collect some stuffs for her for her launch that will start at 10.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a start but I knew I had to get it delivered to my dearest mentor (since I owe her many many favours) so I changed and washed up in 5 minutes and I was out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing the directions well, I didn't drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab and when I got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, the GOH arrived the same time I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried my best but thank God, it went a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed with her for a while and rushed home to bathe and change and I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 4pm and left house at 4.30pm to Ah Ma house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, I thought they have already made the tang yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my lovely cousins and aunts waited for me so that we can do it together after dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun throwing the dough and flour at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely bf managed to join us and I was really happy spending time with the people I love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma was happy and laughed at my penguin tang yuan and Shawn's snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHaHahaHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures and from our expressions, you bet we had a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God grandma is still around and am able to do this with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the last time we'll be doing this together unless miracles do happen and she gets better but for now, I will enjoy whatever time that is left with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad my family is so closely knitted and my cousins and I are not only family but friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am my own true self and most comfortable when I'm with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it stays like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Twilight and finished my Christmas Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good. The book is better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, was because of Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the week ends with him by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time where we are us and only us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best meal I've had this week...&lt;br /&gt;I simply just love home cooked meals at Ah Ma's!&lt;br /&gt;Spotting Pig Stomach Soup, Roast Duck, Braised Pig Skin, Fried Puay Leng, Fried Brocolli with Prawns, Fried Suan with Prawns, Fried Tua Kwa with Sliced Pork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02805.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dough of Tang Yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from the Fridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02807.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Makings of Tang Yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely Ah Ma and aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02808-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to peep at how the tang yuan is done!&lt;br /&gt;Too crowded at the table so Jo has to stand on the chair..HahA.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend staring at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02809.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear boys!&lt;br /&gt;They got flour all over their face cos' of ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02811.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretty and very very smart cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02810.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cooking of Tang Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiley Face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02812.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls do Pink, Boys do White!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02817.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot my Penguin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02816.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the stock with Pandan Leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02818.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamy, boiling, hot Tang Yuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02819.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY TO EAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02824.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tasted really good.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the BEST tang yuan ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off with US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02823.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Secret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02820.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3736744051644219439?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3736744051644219439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3736744051644219439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3736744051644219439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3736744051644219439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/count-my-blessings.html' title='Count My Blessings'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4684062242782264382</id><published>2008-12-14T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:37:33.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have A Secret Too.</title><content type='html'>Adapting the title from my dearest and silliest bud, I have a secret too.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to blog about it though.&lt;br /&gt;Not yet anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here cos' I'm sending email to my director at this hour.&lt;br /&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm also here cos' I'm proud to say I've a total damage of $200 from Christmas shopping thus far!&lt;br /&gt;I'm only half done and I've got at least 7 other people to buy for.&lt;br /&gt;Not including my mum and my helper.&lt;br /&gt;zZzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie and I had much fun shopping the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;We spent a total of $25 for parking today.&lt;br /&gt;An advice from me.&lt;br /&gt;Do not ever drive to nor park at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;It is a killer.&lt;br /&gt;The parking fees are. So is the queue!&lt;br /&gt;I could have gotten another Christmas present with that amount of money!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie bought me a Christmas pressie already.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten his too.&lt;br /&gt;And we've both gotten it wrapped together.&lt;br /&gt;Something that both of us really liked.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny really to do that in front of each other.&lt;br /&gt;And the counter staff was trying very hard not to laugh at us too.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to open it on Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;hUrhUr.&lt;br /&gt;My loots today includes a hamper from M &amp; S, 2 giftboxes filled with goodies and munchies also from M &amp; S, 2 pooh bear storage boxes cum stools, a book and 2 cards.&lt;br /&gt;WoohOo.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my colleagues don't know my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very very good time today.&lt;br /&gt;Quality time spent with mum and sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Brought them out for lunch dim sum with Aunt SY and TK.&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun time reminiscing about during the time they were young and our holidays experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention food was really good.&lt;br /&gt;Will definitely bring Ah ma there when she is better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the movie about The Day The Earth Stood Still.&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like Keanu Reeves, than don't even bother watching.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;It's that bad.&lt;br /&gt;The only salvation was really Keanu.&lt;br /&gt;Even though sweetie thinks otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;Should have just booked my Twilight instead of that show.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was second guessing sweetie so...that's that.&lt;br /&gt;Things women do for boyfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A long week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a serious and intellectual conversation just now with my better and smarter half.&lt;br /&gt;It really is interesting to spar about current affairs.&lt;br /&gt;That stimulates my mind and reminds me why I love him for him in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Mini bonds, CDOs, Central Banks, Automobile industry etc etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;I feel more educated and more updated now.&lt;br /&gt;My instant news machine I love so much.&lt;br /&gt;Hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;It really feels good to be able to lie next to each other and have a heart to heart conversation about anything under the moon.&lt;br /&gt;Am feeling so very contented right now.&lt;br /&gt;Going to Ah Ma house to do glutinous rice balls with my cousins and aunts and sweetie this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Dong Zhi.&lt;br /&gt;A day of reunion.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when Ah Ma taught me how to make those nice nice pinkish and whitish rice balls.&lt;br /&gt;Holding my small hands.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching me how to mix the dough.&lt;br /&gt;How to shape into small little balls.&lt;br /&gt;That was 20 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;How time flies.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4684062242782264382?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4684062242782264382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4684062242782264382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4684062242782264382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4684062242782264382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-secret-too.html' title='I Have A Secret Too.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6496313009304605998</id><published>2008-12-13T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:01:06.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prawning!</title><content type='html'>I had one of the best weekday nights ever.&lt;br /&gt;Prawning with my close ones is definitely an interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;The spontaneity and adventurous side that Chun has makes up for the lack in both me and Poohie.&lt;br /&gt;Got home relatively last evening cos' I was really tired and there was this pounding headache that I was suffering from.&lt;br /&gt;Rested and stoned in front of my favourite black box with Poohie until my Little Nonya was done.&lt;br /&gt;Got ready than pick that silly woman up to go to the marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;The roads are like so totally dark and I almost made a wrong turn into a field or something.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;God forbids I crash the car anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Was travelling precociously on the narrow and dimly litted roads and you have no idea how relieved I was when I got to the destination.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I hate carpark with manual cash card insertion instead of deducting it from the IU.&lt;br /&gt;I usually stop too far away from it.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Needs to practise more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parked at the club safely and was pleasantly surprise to see quite a crowd there.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of uncles and aunties but of course there were families and the younger ones too.&lt;br /&gt;It was an experience baiting for prawns really because I spend a good one hr fishing NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;It was only after the guidance of an expert 'prawner' before I got lucky and caught my first prawn.&lt;br /&gt;I was shrieking for Chun to pull it off though and we had to ask the uncle for help.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Guess our skins are thick enough to prevent ourselves from feeling embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more shrieks afterwards and Poohie successfully contributed to the loot.&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours plus of testing our patience, our combined loot was 5 prawnies.&lt;br /&gt;HaHA.&lt;br /&gt;Some were huge, others were smaller.&lt;br /&gt;But ALL were really FRESH.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I just had it for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;A series of incidents including my hook getting stuck to the ceiling net, Pooh's hook got eaten by the prawn and many complains and shrieks and grouses about mosquitoes, and Chun's escaped prawn.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all in good fun and I really enjoyed myself to the max.&lt;br /&gt;Company matters of course and being comfortable in that environment is something else altogether.&lt;br /&gt;Am glad that Poohie was a willing participant last night who got so excited when she was pulling up her first prawn!&lt;br /&gt;Test of patience man!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, should have brought a camera there but forgot all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at about 2-ish and crashed after I bathed.&lt;br /&gt;I cooked the prawns in my maggie mee for lUnch!&lt;br /&gt;Tasted really sweet!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Well, got to run.&lt;br /&gt;Up to Gram's house today for more good food and family time with my aunts and uncs and cousins!&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie has got to work today till late.&lt;br /&gt;Poor boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our DAy!&lt;br /&gt;yAy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, please let time stay still.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6496313009304605998?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6496313009304605998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6496313009304605998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6496313009304605998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6496313009304605998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/prawning.html' title='Prawning!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3227475687942052834</id><published>2008-12-08T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:22:31.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures in Life</title><content type='html'>It never occured to me that the simplest pleasures in life will become the happiest moments of my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The running about in the supermarket just because I was freezing cold...&lt;br /&gt;The rubbing of my hands on his warm arms to keep myself from freezing...&lt;br /&gt;The jumping up and down so as to keep my feet from freezing...&lt;br /&gt;The holding hands...&lt;br /&gt;The light kisses...&lt;br /&gt;The serious conversations...&lt;br /&gt;The not so serious conversations...&lt;br /&gt;The watching of Little Nonya with differing opinions...&lt;br /&gt;The steamboat!!&lt;br /&gt;The bowl of mixed black sesame paste (his fav) with my peanut paste...&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate milk!! (gonna have some now)&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the warm and comfy hugs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I need friends like Chun to keep me grounded in reality and sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have everything I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loved.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking forward to prawning my dear girls!&lt;br /&gt;Poohie, we got new car ride loh!&lt;br /&gt;In translation, literally a new car!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;That person better keep her promise!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3227475687942052834?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3227475687942052834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3227475687942052834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3227475687942052834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3227475687942052834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-pleasures-in-life.html' title='Simple Pleasures in Life'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2253850295099981717</id><published>2008-12-07T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:58:55.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love weekends</title><content type='html'>I truly appreciate the much needed long weekend break.&lt;br /&gt;Finally spent some quality time with my love since we've both been so very busy.&lt;br /&gt;When both are in events, time together is greatly diminished.&lt;br /&gt;He's either caught up with work on the weekends or I am.&lt;br /&gt;Understanding and tolerance plays a huge part.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, not forgetting he is the more compromising partner here.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who loves to surprise me brought me to a new movie experience!&lt;br /&gt;Bolt in 3D.&lt;br /&gt;Was much excited when I received the 3D glasses and when the show started.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I felt like a kid all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Cool cartoon with my favourite animal starring as the main!&lt;br /&gt;Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly keep still when the movie just started.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm a kid at heart so there goes the image! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my favourite place for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;This time round, we went to experiment some okonomiyaki at a new restaurant but it was really not that fantastic despite the queues.&lt;br /&gt;I was a tad disappointed but was still happy that he love it. &lt;br /&gt;Okonomiyaki is like one of his favourites.&lt;br /&gt;So....my empty stomach calls for grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Went down to to jap market and bought tons of sushi.&lt;br /&gt;A pity that my onigiris were out but still, I grabbed some superbly fresh sashimis!&lt;br /&gt;I love to shop for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around a little and bought a book from Kino as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I'm completed the book already by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Been hooked to it all morning and I can't wait for his next book to be out.&lt;br /&gt;A little intrigued by murder and crimes lately.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about books, I did not expect Stephanie Meyer to be such a big hit since I bought the book when I first saw it in Popular.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to read something kiddy but it turned out to be really entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the movie to be out!&lt;br /&gt;Made sweetie promised that he will get the tickets for the first screening!&lt;br /&gt;aHhH.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Edward...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;I've been slacking and not doing anything much...&lt;br /&gt;Trying to escape from reality for a while even though I have this kick ass presentation on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I hate presentations.&lt;br /&gt;Even up till date.&lt;br /&gt;He said he thought I would have been numbed with it by now but NO!&lt;br /&gt;I still hate doing presentations.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't qwell my fear since the group will be a huge number in my opinion this Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to start writing out my lines later.&lt;br /&gt;ARgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today is mum's day and I have to spend some time with her.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, my better half promised me a nice dinner and now I'm thinking of bringing him out for breakkiefast!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..&lt;br /&gt;Food.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The convenience of a car.&lt;br /&gt;Make that expensive too.&lt;br /&gt;Parking is anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I've not done my Christmas shopping!!!&lt;br /&gt;But I've bought a new year dress already.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Going to get my hair done soon too.&lt;br /&gt;Messier than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;Till the next entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pain only comes at night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2253850295099981717?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2253850295099981717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2253850295099981717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2253850295099981717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2253850295099981717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-weekends.html' title='I love weekends'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5369342595071296226</id><published>2008-12-01T09:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:38:40.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments in my life</title><content type='html'>I think I lost the momentum of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a month since I've written anything.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it matters anyway. Nothing constructive.&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should I begin with?&lt;br /&gt;Drinking sessions are becoming more frequent with ET and WJ is now joining us occassionally..&lt;br /&gt;Takes my mind off work and personal life sometimes and I honestly enjoy the emo live band..&lt;br /&gt;I think the ultimate task I performed was going home at 5am and waking up at 8am to report to work at 9.30am..&lt;br /&gt;That was like last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Almost died of exhaustion through the day.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with my lovely girls and I swear it was lucky I didn't fall asleep while sending them back.&lt;br /&gt;HaHa.&lt;br /&gt;That silly Chun had fun driving my auto car and she now knows it's not easy to control...=D&lt;br /&gt;I love dinner evenings with them cos' it's just so comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention E does the cleaning up at my place and not them! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oohh..Forgot to mention that I had a free dinner that evening with lala, kangkong, fried oyster, fried carrot cake, chicken wings!!&lt;br /&gt;=D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends apart, work has been less hectic recently but am still kept busy with all the upcoming tender for open-houses...&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to NYP's and am hoping that we will win it again this year so that I can finally have a chance to do something for the school I love so much =D&lt;br /&gt;Boss has been more demanding recently...&lt;br /&gt;The pressure and responsibilities are overwhelming at times but I think I am managing it better now..&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the economic downturn is restraining me from quitting any time soon...&lt;br /&gt;It's depressing to know that the economical climate is affecting the global community.&lt;br /&gt;That apart, the Mumbai attacks is just the proof of a viscious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;I felt really upset when I saw that a local Singaporean died and the way the murder was executed was with such cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;Life. Gone just like that. &lt;br /&gt;Makes us wonder what is it worth living for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, Work and the global situations apart, sweetie and I hasn't had the most smooth-sailing week.&lt;br /&gt;The lack of time spent with one another turned into frustrations and miscommunications.&lt;br /&gt;Things are better now, with my lack of PMS and of course great food as compensation.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at the British Club last evening under blue skies and clear water.&lt;br /&gt;Was truly relaxed by the time I left and the burden on my shoulder seems to weigh lighter.&lt;br /&gt;We did a kiddy thing too...but I assure you, it's the best form of stress relieving!&lt;br /&gt;We played Daytona!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious really and kids were amused by us. =X&lt;br /&gt;Been having good food recently much thanks to sweetie and boss.&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat at MH, my favourite place apart for Chong Qing, Buffet at Orchard H, going to King's next week for Peranakan...&lt;br /&gt;AhHh...I can never truly replace the status of good food in my heart! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the topic of driving, been doing that for 1 month plus already, consistently everyday but I still am not confident of driving..&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I sometimes detest it very much especially during peak hours where no cars want to give way to a P-Plate like me..&lt;br /&gt;Got to be fierce when changing lanes and I hate that feeling of insecurity..&lt;br /&gt;Plus my sense of direction sucks really and I got lost so many times..&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;But I think practice makes it perfect and I have to rid the fear of driving else I will never be able to be a good driver..&lt;br /&gt;Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am on MC today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with diarrheoa and pains and I'm sure it has got to do with my lazy bones too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still doing work at home though.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with sweetie later to visit daddy.&lt;br /&gt;The anniversary is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Which may also explains why I'm not able to work today. &lt;br /&gt;Only God knows what lies in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been long past but Avenue Q was a great musical!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-5369342595071296226?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/5369342595071296226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=5369342595071296226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5369342595071296226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5369342595071296226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/12/moments-in-my-life.html' title='Moments in my life'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7465877217543023220</id><published>2008-10-27T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:02:34.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Chi Minh City - Vietnam Trip 2008</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back in boring Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;After 10 days of intensive travelling, I'm back home.&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feeling of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of going to work tomorrow is unquestionably a big step for me.&lt;br /&gt;My body and mind is in a state of relaxation and comfort that I'm unwilling to go back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;A long blog post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Going to do it in itinerary style for a change and this may add as a summarized travelling forum for those who intend to visit Vietnam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 - 23rd October 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to embark on this trip on this date because it holds much meaning to us, in celebration of our 5th year of being as one. Why Vietnam? Because my better half refuses to go to Bangkok or Cambodia due to political unrests. And I wanted a cultural trip with exploration for a change so there we are. It doesn't hurt that the airfares are affordable and we were able to spend more on a good hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the flight at 12 noon so by the time we hit Vietnam, it was 2pm. Good for check in. It was a half hour ride from the airport to home for the next four days: Legend Hotel Saigon. Made the reservations after going through reviews and being a business class hotel, it should be safe and comfortable. The taxi fare costs about $7 USD and services are available at the counter that they set up near the arrival hall. Sweetie went through forums to get details of such and it made it much easier for us to roam about in foreign lands. Traffic was crazy and there was much incessant horning which I now missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in the hotel and was pleasantly surprised that it was a hotel welcomed by Japanese because of the flower logo they had on their hotel. Got mistaken for being Japanese. Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into our room and was very excited about the view from our room facing Saigon River. The many ships there, the clear skies and most importantly, being right smacked in the middle of the Saigon River gives us a bird's eyeview of everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpacked and got in time on the hotel's shuttle service to get in town which was 10 minutes away. He who plans the trip took me to Cho Ben Thanh's market for a quick walk which resulted in me spending my first 15USD already, bringing home a bag for mum. After which, we had an early dinner at PHO 24 with what I call the vietnamese style kuey teow with different parts of beef, fried you tiao and a really nice bowl of taro dessert with coconut milk! I was bloated by the time I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a map armed in his hands, we walked a distance to Sinh Cafe to book our tours for the next two days for a ridiculously affordable price of $26 Singapore Dollars per pax. This also meant getting up as early as 6.30am as the tour starts at 8am. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went to Ipa Nima, a not to be missed bag and wallet shop for ladies. They have graced magazines such as Vogue with their loud and trendy designs. My sweet love had 2 of the wallets I chose purchased as my anniversary present. This trip in itself was a present from both of us but I could not resist his offer since the buy was tempting. My favourite purchases of the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a slow walk about the area and walked back to the hotel. The traffic scares me. There is few traffic lights and many zebra crossing but bear in mind that they do not stop for you. In fact, all we need to do is to cross but keep eye contact with the motorists so that they will avoid you and you have to walk slowly and confidently across and not run. Well, he said that 30 pedestrain dies a day but his experience in Hanoi saved us. Ha. There are some junctions where traffic police are there to help the tourists cross over too but most of the time, we are entirely dependent on ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early night for the next day ended with HBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from my hotel room - Saigon River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01187.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01167.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01168.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02642.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise- The sun right smack in my face as I draw open the shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02648.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State of the art toilet bowl in my suite - It washes my butt for me! No Kidn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02498.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cho Ben Thanh Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02512.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preview of traffic in Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02596.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2 - 24th October 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a rainy day with clouds looming across the skies. Made tea for my beloved while he is getting ready. We were determined to continue on the Mekong river tour inspite of the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the hotel for Sinh office (where the tour starts). The 45 seater was filled and our tour guide was a man with humour. it was approximately a 1.5 hour ride to the jetty where we boarded our boat. Armed with raincoats, we were comfortably walking about in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mekong river was relatively calm despite the rain. The rain in fact added a touch of beauty to the river scene. The muddy waters, not from pollution is in fact brought in by the sea as explained by the tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to trek narrow paths to visit the arts and crafts workshop that they made use of coconuts for their handicrafts product. Had lunch there as it was included in our package tour. Went on a horse carriage ride to the honey bee farm to have honey tea....The horse carriage ride was fun! A first for us. Then trekked more to the where the coconut candy was made and it was an eye opener...Then the fun part of it came...we hand to ride on a sampan and row the boat out of the narrow canals to meet the bigger boat. It was cold in the rain but it was indeed a jungle experience. My better half was a good sport about it and we were for once being comfortable out of our comfort zones. Was amazed by the water houses along the side of the rivers and it had a surreal feeling as we drifted out the canal. Sweetie said it was like the disney's jungle boat ride. Ha. I was most of the time worried about snakes and alligators. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired by the end of the Mekong journey and slept through the journey back to the hotel...Freshened up and we headed to Quan An Ngon for dinner. A place where I've fallen in love with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quan An Ngon. We loved the broken rice with pork chop, shredded pork skin and pork belly with egg cake. It was really good. It doesn't hurt to mention here that we went back for the next 2 days for lunch and dinner. He found the recommendation through the forum and travel books he read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place with cheap and good food where we paid approximately $30 Singapore Dollars for each meal where it consists of 2 such rice set, one battered chicken wing, one bowl of crab soup, a plate of grilled sotong with chilli and salt that Chun would have loved, drinks and dessert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was also romantic with stalls cooking at the fringe of the restaurant surrounding the eating place...Very al fresco style..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever visit Ho Chi Minh, it is a must go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the evening with a bath tub soak and slept soundly through the night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Mekong adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02584.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02529.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02565.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02574.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02556.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02555.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02562.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02551.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02535.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02577.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02532.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02536.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quan An Ngon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01186.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3 - 25th October 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright and sunny day! Decided to splurge on breakfast and ordered in room dining. Had a hearty meal with pancakes and maple syrup, and a cheese omelette set! Pamper ourselves a little and then headed on for the day's tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took on the city tour this time round. It was a smaller bus this time round of about 12 people and I was much comfortable with this small group. Had friendly acquaintances with Malaysians and Hongkongers some of which are doctors and lawyers. Its funny how people become friendly on a tour! Part of what it is like when you travel I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited their many places of touristy attractions, like Chinatown. There were so many stalls selling mass products of the same nature that I was lost walking through the lanes. Got a pretty pair of sandals that were quite unique and to the approval of sweetie. Haha. Went to the Giac Lam Pagoda also but tourists should skip this place because there's nothing much just a statue of the buddha worth seeing and the temple for pictures. Oh. The tour guide also brought us to this handicapped handicraft workshop and it was amazing to see what these people can do to egg shells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The better part of the afternoon was spent visiting the War Remnants Museum where history of the Vietnam War was laid out before your eyes and the horror you face when you see the pictures, the Reunification Palace where the President stayed previously before the Reunification since Hanoi is the chosen capital now instead (read: Vietnam History). Visited the Notre Dame Cathedral and the Central Post Office like most tourists and the cathedral took my breath away. It was very Roman, a French structured building that exudes beauty and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner again at Quan An Ngon and was yet again satisfied with its delicious spread of Vietnamese food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my last night in the room snuggling close to my better half and hoping that the morning will not come so fast the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notre Dame Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01151.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01153.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01181.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01183.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunification Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01139.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01141.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02623.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02630.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02628.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02629.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War Remnants Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02612.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02615.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02613.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02621.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02620.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02619.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giat Lam Pagoda and a Temple with intricate designs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02591.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02593.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02608.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02607.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streets of Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02599.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02600.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4 - 26th October 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up extremely early so that we can take our final morning around HCM. Went on the shuttle bus again to the Notre Dame Cathedral to witness the Sunday morning mass with singing. It holds much meaning to me in some ways, it reminds me of my grandma. Saw many wedding couples taking their photos there. Went on to City Hall to take some photos of that place and then onto the Opera House. Was pleasantly surprise that there were a performance going on there and it was wonderful weather to be standing there where the music blows you away. The bikers were also on their bikes watching the performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about HCM is that there are about 1 million motorists and everywhere you go, you see them. In fact, they can drive their bikes in the fast food joints known as Lotteria to park their bikes and order food. A fascinating sight for tourists like us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on for our final meal at Quan An Ngon and left that place reluctantly. Rested at the hotel till about 2pm before we finally checked out and off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;The trip has almost ended. Spent more money buying food at the airport back home for my loved ones....Boarded on the plane with a tinge of sadness, telling myself I will be back again for I've fallen in love with the place of character and charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02661.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02660.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01163.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01162.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opera House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02649.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02652.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02653.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bikes in Fast Food Joint &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01158.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of sunset from the plane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01191.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01194.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you sweetie. For everything. As always. Too much to be said. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7465877217543023220?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7465877217543023220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7465877217543023220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7465877217543023220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7465877217543023220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/10/ho-chi-minh-city-vietnam-trip-2008.html' title='Ho Chi Minh City - Vietnam Trip 2008'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8083407961564671809</id><published>2008-10-22T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:46:04.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering the Moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I miss the fresh country air, the beauty of the mountains, the sunsets, the chirping of the birds where I awaken to each day and most of all, I miss the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace. I need it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8083407961564671809?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8083407961564671809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8083407961564671809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8083407961564671809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8083407961564671809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/10/remembering-moments.html' title='Remembering the Moments...'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-1614102882470826958</id><published>2008-10-21T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:50:49.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Trip with Mummy!</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;And the first thing I did? Called the office, checked my emails.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a long entry to blog out the details of my trip.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit lazy to do that.&lt;br /&gt;But I have to pen it down when it is still fresh in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th October (Thursday) - Arrival in Jakarta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in Jakarta's airport at 1pm...&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Uncle Lee's driver to pick us up but we couldn't locate him...&lt;br /&gt;My first time to Jakarta and it was a little scary for me...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't speak Bahasa Indonesia and the horror stories of robberies and thieves that has been ingrained in my puny mind made me even more frightened than the need to be...&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Lee called mum and the driver and we eventually found him standing on the opposites of where we were...&lt;br /&gt;Than it began the 5 hour car journey to the town where we will be staying for a night..&lt;br /&gt;The sights and sounds as we passed through the country is unforgettable...&lt;br /&gt;Houses that look like they will collapse anytime along the river side...the dirt in the river...children bathing there...adults washing dishes in the same area..the bad traffic...kids selling newspapers, fruits, magazines on expressways...&lt;br /&gt;I've not been there so naturally it saddens me to see this...&lt;br /&gt;An old lady, with decayed tooth came up next to the car to ask for money...&lt;br /&gt;I did not budge.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cold hearted. I was just in shock. So much so that I wasn't able to react.&lt;br /&gt;Till now, her face is still vivid in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Through the journey...saw cows, goats, chickens, roosters, chicks, ducks and whatever other domestic animals you can think of...&lt;br /&gt;The paddy fields, the brick makers, the coconut trees...&lt;br /&gt;Saw mountains....a beautiful sight...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, arrived at Uncle's house at 7pm and to be greeted by 2 puppies!&lt;br /&gt;Fierce ones.&lt;br /&gt;They bark at strangers.&lt;br /&gt;Lily and Lulu.&lt;br /&gt;But they are really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Their fur is so sleek and shiny despite not being bathed for a week.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Saw DF and he was glad to see us.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner, a quick shower, visited their factory and got amazed by the amount of workers (close to 2000) they have and the production line for their products where I can't mention it here...&lt;br /&gt;The sheer strength and stages of how it is done left me in awe..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Had an early night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th October (Friday) - Fruits and Vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really early and took a morning walk across their fruits and vegetable plantation...&lt;br /&gt;Got interested in mangos, jackfruits, potato leaves, xiao bai chye...&lt;br /&gt;We had them during lunch and they tasted really good being home grown.&lt;br /&gt;Went fishing at their fish pond too and we had the poor fishes for lunch also..=X&lt;br /&gt;Took a factory tour and got free products from them ^^V..So hAppy!&lt;br /&gt;Than we journeyed to the train station to go to Jakarta...&lt;br /&gt;A railway train...&lt;br /&gt;I had fun watching the sunset across the mountains, conversing with a stranger in broken english and well, adapted to the smell of the train..=X&lt;br /&gt;Got to Jakarta after 3.5 hours and took an early night as we had to go off early the next morning to S Island..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th to 20th October (Saturday and Sunday and Monday) - S Island&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Lee being a busy man took time off to bring us to the S Island...&lt;br /&gt;Along with Auntie Amy and Lisa with her husband..&lt;br /&gt;I spent the two days baked under the hot sun...&lt;br /&gt;Went fishing on a sampan and it was a terrific feat when I caught my first fish!!!&lt;br /&gt;In total, I have a haul of 8 fishes through the 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a first timer really!&lt;br /&gt;Went snorkelling for the 2 days and I enjoyed myself in the ocean to the max.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT ALOT ALOT OF FISHES!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;They were swimming with me and I tried catching them but to no avail...&lt;br /&gt;Pretty corals and scary sea urchins came with the packed...&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that there is a sound in the ocean coming from the corals..&lt;br /&gt;According to Aunt Amy, these are the living organisms hidden among the corals making such sounds...&lt;br /&gt;It was really really amazing being in the ocean...&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I'm a pisces..love being in water..&lt;br /&gt;Saw sunset, sunrise and had lots of good food too...&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, being a monday, only 4 of us were on the island...&lt;br /&gt;They only operate on fridays through sundays but because of Uncle Lee, we got to stay for another day and had a private yacht to ferry us back to Jakarta the next day..&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Explored the whole island on the last day and got back to Jakarta...&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner after a good shower at a really good chinese place with fresh seafood...&lt;br /&gt;Than went shopping at their Hypermall and bought lots and lots of food back home...&lt;br /&gt;I bought a carton of maggie mee too...It is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21st October (Tuesday)- Back Home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, back at last, typing away...&lt;br /&gt;Spend the morning nuaing before my flight back home and it has never been sweeter to see my bed!&lt;br /&gt;Unpacked already and will start packing for my Vietnam trip tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;And off I will be on Thursday again...&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention it will be our 5th year anniversary...&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to that...&lt;br /&gt;After which, it means my leave is ending and work will conquer me again but after this trip, I think I've learnt to appreciate what I have and there is a fresh perspective of what life is...&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of contentment should stay...&lt;br /&gt;It was a good bonding trip my mum too despite the occasional tiffs through the trip...Its normal when both of us are such stubborn creatures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty...&lt;br /&gt;Have uploaded some photos here...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02418.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02419.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02409.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02448.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02395.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out fishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02429.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02440.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02452.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02350.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02377.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02460.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02461.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02435.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02466.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenic views of the country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02380.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02381.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02382.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02383.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02385.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02347.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02359.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02360.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02362.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02373.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02378.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02341.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;There are many more photos but I think there is an overload here...&lt;br /&gt;Going to end with me and my mum!&lt;br /&gt;Till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02413.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have what I need and I ought to appreciate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1614102882470826958?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1614102882470826958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1614102882470826958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1614102882470826958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1614102882470826958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/10/indonesia-trip-with-mummy.html' title='Indonesia Trip with Mummy!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4166953092429157098</id><published>2008-10-14T11:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:49:09.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom Vrooommmmmm</title><content type='html'>It was an experience having a car over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie and I went to alot of places where we had limitations to before.&lt;br /&gt;He is in fact a much better driver than I.&lt;br /&gt;Conquered Mount Faber already on my third day of driving.&lt;br /&gt;Up the hill that is.&lt;br /&gt;Down the hill was by sweetie =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to blog about nothing in actuality.&lt;br /&gt;Just that my vacation has begun and I have got nothing to do really.&lt;br /&gt;It is a nice feeling though.&lt;br /&gt;To not worry about work.&lt;br /&gt;Handed over most of my stuffs to ET already and am grateful that she is around to take them over.&lt;br /&gt;I will be missing 2 events this month by my colleagues but I guess that cannot be helped.&lt;br /&gt;My leave was approved since eons ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for my Indonesia trip on Thursday and will be back the following Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;I hope mum and I will finally spend some quality time together!&lt;br /&gt;Oh..my vacation thoughts just got interrupted by a phonecall at work.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;-__________-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss sweetie though.&lt;br /&gt;6 full days where I will be deprived of him.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we'll be on our trip for our 5th year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;Time to have lunch and nua more.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;YAy!&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, it's really wonderful to be able to relax in the company of your friends and their spouses, enjoying a spread of dinner on a weekday evening. Especially Mondays. Because it reduces the blues of having to go to work. It is also amazing to nua around and not talk and still be comfortable with one another. What is even more amazing is that a wrong choice of topic to revel on can cause much unhappiness between the parties involved. Sigh. A note to self: do not speak before thoughts are processed. However, it did not occur to me that it was a subject of ridicule since we've all been together for 5 years and the assumption was we've nothing to hide from each other. I forgot about the respect owing to a person though. Will need to be more sensitive to that. Then again, I enjoyed my 'crabby' evening with people whom I can be myself with albeit offending some in the process. =X. Should do more Monday dinners so that I can feel better about work. Strictly girls only the next time. You know who you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let granny be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4166953092429157098?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4166953092429157098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4166953092429157098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4166953092429157098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4166953092429157098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/10/vroom-vrooommmmmm.html' title='Vroom Vrooommmmmm'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8442850171619647014</id><published>2008-10-11T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:50:54.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>It was my granny's 5th year death anniversary yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;10th October.&lt;br /&gt;Her smiling upon me and her blessings made me a very happy woman yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY DRIVING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;With 12 points.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous, with sweaty palms and an aching stomach while waiting for my warm-up practice...&lt;br /&gt;I felt a tinge better after that half hour warm up but the same sensation returned to me when I was waiting for my tester...&lt;br /&gt;The thought of my granny calmed me down greatly and it really really had a significant effect upon me.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the blessings, for hearing my prayers despite me being selfish in my wants and needs.&lt;br /&gt;My dad would have been proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;And he was also the reason why I took it up in the first place, so that I can drive him around to clinics for check-ups...&lt;br /&gt;I guess it came too late but without their blessings, I couldn't and wouldn't have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie is proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the complaints I had about vertical parking and crank course, I still managed to clear it.&lt;br /&gt;My vertical parking had to do correction twice though.&lt;br /&gt;4 points in circuit and the rest of the 8 points was on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;4 for blind spots, 2 for sharp turn and 2 for not taking note of pedestrians.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my sigh of relief when I saw my result slip.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I did not bribe my tester. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove back the company car last night.&lt;br /&gt;The expressway scare me quite a bit cos I had to travel at 80 or near 90.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie seated next to me alleviated my fear greatly.&lt;br /&gt;He made a statement however that I made him promise never to say it ever.&lt;br /&gt;"I will not always be by your side you know"&lt;br /&gt;It scare me really badly.&lt;br /&gt;Been scarred by the leaving of my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated at our favourite taiwanese place last evening.&lt;br /&gt;Without sweetie..I couldn't have done the parking.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Cos' there wasn't any poles.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove drey and sweetie out for supper also.&lt;br /&gt;Got home at about 2.30am...&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be out of town from 17th October to 21st October.&lt;br /&gt;Be back in Singapore on 22nd October.&lt;br /&gt;Will be out of town again from 23rd October to 27th October.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Trip with mama. Trip with sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Much anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8442850171619647014?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8442850171619647014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8442850171619647014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8442850171619647014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8442850171619647014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/10/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2595415494780287617</id><published>2008-10-05T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:11:10.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 24th Sweetie!</title><content type='html'>It was a quiet birthday celebration, just between the 2 of us.&lt;br /&gt;I made reservations at a quaint little english cafe thinking that he who loves red meat would definitely enjoy that I've got in stored for him....&lt;br /&gt;In the end...&lt;br /&gt;We ended up...&lt;br /&gt;Having...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02328.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02329.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEAMBOAT AT COCA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 4 years since we were there.&lt;br /&gt;One of our first dinner places we went to when we started dating.&lt;br /&gt;He, who has always no craving for steamboat stunned me into oblivion when he said that was what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking about that the previous night because of the fish glue (synonomously that was what kept him wanting to eat steamboat too)&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about thoughts sharing.&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to be thinking and wanting the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up where we both wanted to be and had a slow dinner that took almost 2.5 hours...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how bloated we were at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for books and more clothes and it significantly made a dent in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Had to control my urges cos' of the trip that will be happening end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home to 'The Ring' and I fell asleep cos' of fever and flu and everything else...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12 midnight to celebrate Sweetie's birthday with a tiramisu cupcake that was really good and of course, a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02330.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02333.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02334.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of celebrating it with a bang and a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday Sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;May love and happiness be with you always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you darling.&lt;br /&gt;As always.&lt;br /&gt;Words unspoken, words unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2595415494780287617?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2595415494780287617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2595415494780287617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2595415494780287617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2595415494780287617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-24th-sweetie.html' title='Happy 24th Sweetie!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3311808306907256037</id><published>2008-09-21T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:59:41.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Affair</title><content type='html'>It has been a hectic and stressful week through and through.&lt;br /&gt;My colleague was perhaps a little shocked by the tears welling up in my eyes that hectic Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;VO script and video to comment and approve, hotel liaison, new projects, invitation list, guestlist, layout plan, FA designs to send print etc was enough to made me feel as though I was in hell.&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to the event.&lt;br /&gt;And 2 new projects on hand.&lt;br /&gt;The raise in pay perhaps cannot justify my life being turned topsy turvy.&lt;br /&gt;Options ahead to choose from but I've got to make decisions wisely.&lt;br /&gt;I love being in the fast-paced industry but I will never experience work-life balance as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only thank God for letting me have such a wonderful and understanding boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;A 3-hour wait for a 1/2 an hour dinner.&lt;br /&gt;A sweet gesture.&lt;br /&gt;My tummy was filled with my favorite food albeit a simple bowl of nissin noodles with luncheon meat and egg. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent at work with little hours to spare for dinner at Gran.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie and my cousins made my day.&lt;br /&gt;A table full of laughter, with teases and jokes, and gossips and complaint.&lt;br /&gt;They have been really sweet to me, waiting for me to start dinner, giving me their listening ears for the complains that I have.&lt;br /&gt;The best meal I've ever had and will always have is at Gran.&lt;br /&gt;Lotus root soup, braised porklegs with mushrooms and egg, steamed fish, puay leng veg, sambal long beans, fried tanghoon with egg.&lt;br /&gt;Homecooked dishes by Gran can win hands down over a Morton steak for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;With them I feel like I'm human, at my very best, and with no pretense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another quiet day spent driving and having ice-cream at the place where we first dated.&lt;br /&gt;It was good being able to sit down, enjoy my cup of dark chocolate and have real conversations where we are not rushing for time.&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping, one of our favourite past times is well executed at CS. &lt;br /&gt;Macaroni cheese, fish fillet, black pepper chicken, instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Foodies like us will never leave our fridge empty.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us envision the day where we can do our groceries on a lazy Sunday, stocking up the refrigerator and cooking a wonderful meal together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, back home, about to start working on my emcee script once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple weekend turned out to be my best days of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am dreading this week.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie busy with F1 and school this week.&lt;br /&gt;I will be busy from now till Oct 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;I am going on a long break in October.&lt;br /&gt;Am anticipating.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Our 5th year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the holiday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3311808306907256037?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3311808306907256037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3311808306907256037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3311808306907256037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3311808306907256037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/09/simple-affair.html' title='A Simple Affair'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-8343751739861187564</id><published>2008-09-14T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:47:11.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safari Trip and Notting Hill</title><content type='html'>The title holds 2 seemingly unrelated topics.&lt;br /&gt;I've accomplished both in a day though.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to go on the trip since eons ago and it was a rather impromptu decision made on Friday evening to embark on the long-awaited jungle roadtrip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took lotsa photos exceeding the capacity of my memory card.&lt;br /&gt;It was good weather really because the sun was partly covered by clouds and it looked as though it was going to rain but the weather kept up.&lt;br /&gt;It was not crowded and I was glad that it stayed that way.&lt;br /&gt;I love the lazy polar bear and the sealions.&lt;br /&gt;The giraffes however painted a really romantic picture.&lt;br /&gt;They were munching on the leaves together..well, all that was lacking was a sunset at the back.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to go to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a trip re-discovering ourselves in the wild, taking in the simple pleasures and sights in lives where work isn't there to haunt nor to overwhelm us.&lt;br /&gt;We walked some distance coupled in with taking the tram rides.&lt;br /&gt;The jaguar scares me, the lion did not do his majestic roar but his mane was utterly beautiful, the penguins were a silly bunch but pretty fast swimmers, the sealion was a smart one, the warthogs were smelly =X, and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie is good at remembering their names but never me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I didn't know that they had kangaroos though.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Watched some feeding sessions with the orang-utans and the jaguar...&lt;br /&gt;The Splash performance by the aquatic animals.&lt;br /&gt;It was great being a kid all over again for one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Mummy and had dinner together at Ichiban.&lt;br /&gt;A long queue and I was rather fed up waiting that I went for counter seats in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Bad move.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up splurging on what was supposed to be a simple dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, once a week doesn't harm I guess. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Notting Hill in the middle of the night...&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love this movie albeit it has been around for 10 years already...&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the a particular line...&lt;br /&gt;"I am also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her..."&lt;br /&gt;It never fails to move me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Poignant moment of the decade.&lt;br /&gt;Finally watched it with sweetie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite photos from the safari trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie's checking out the map.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I'm clueless when it comes to directions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02215.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very 1st picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02216.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02221.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02226.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wierd Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02233.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02234.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02244.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zebras. Are they black based or are they white based. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02248.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaguar. Scary when you see them up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02249.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02252.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang-Utans! Ah Meng no more. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02286.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely polar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02288.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly penguins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02306.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majestic lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02265.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite photo. Giraffes. Such a romantic image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02261.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02263.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenic moments and US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02309.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02315.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02230.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02235.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02241.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02327.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that the smell of the animals hit me the worst when I visited the warthogs.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;The family of pigs!&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish time will stay still.&lt;br /&gt;A horrible week is about to start in less than 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8343751739861187564?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8343751739861187564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8343751739861187564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8343751739861187564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8343751739861187564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/09/safari-trip-and-notting-hill.html' title='Safari Trip and Notting Hill'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-1424937905590503168</id><published>2008-09-08T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:26:07.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jess and Justin's Farewell!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday My Dearest.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Work isn't the same without you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to good health and great wealth.&lt;br /&gt;May love and happiness be with you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestest buds in the company is leaving me behind.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a triple heart attack within the last couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;My 'sister', my 'toyboy', my confidante, my gossip partner, my abuser is now no longer sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;He's gone.&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Out of this miserable company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised hot and sexy photos and it will not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;JBar on 05th September 2008!&lt;br /&gt;Great company with Chivas and Martini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the drinks started.&lt;br /&gt;I looked like I was on business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beauties and The BEAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at our HUGE glass of lychee martini. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010033.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky guy. I think, all guys would kill to be in his position.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010035.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010043.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010049.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you already fatty.&lt;br /&gt;Work will not be the same without you.&lt;br /&gt;Miserable days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Dark and gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best Friend in RW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/P1010052.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all in good fun.&lt;br /&gt;And for clarifications, he's happily attached to a pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will be missed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just came back from Avril Lavigne "The World's Best Damn Tour"&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It was good.&lt;br /&gt;I had much fun with the light sticks.&lt;br /&gt;Took a couple of pictures but shall post it here the next time when I blog.&lt;br /&gt;A little lazy to upload the photos now.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to sweetie, we've got seats up front.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he can get the tickets to WLH concert.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;I will be a happy girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;The pink piano and pink diamond microphones caught my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Good crowd and it was high-High-HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;Took my mind off work for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I dread the start of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Busy days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez everyone!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have the most magnanimous boyfriend in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1424937905590503168?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1424937905590503168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1424937905590503168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1424937905590503168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1424937905590503168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-jess-and-justins.html' title='Happy Birthday Jess and Justin&apos;s Farewell!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2069958464756630003</id><published>2008-09-07T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:03:51.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's 80th Birthday</title><content type='html'>My granny turned 80 last evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She received 7 boxes of birdnest from all her grandchildren plus grandchildren's wife and boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;And 2 big angbaos from my eldest cousin plus wife and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tung Lok Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;The food was really good.&lt;br /&gt;Just that the service was a tad too slow.&lt;br /&gt;It was really cosy having the room to ourselves and we had so much fun playing table games.&lt;br /&gt;Ideas from me of course. (from drinking sessions actually!)&lt;br /&gt;But of course, we drank tea instead.&lt;br /&gt;hAha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to blog more about it but recently, I've got problems putting my thoughts into words cos' I'm being stressed up by my upcoming event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally took a family portrait at last.&lt;br /&gt;And sweetie and I cannot break-up if you put it that way from now.&lt;br /&gt;Because then the family portrait will not be complete.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my lazy cousin to send it to me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got many photos though.&lt;br /&gt;Have uploaded them here to share.&lt;br /&gt;It was a really fun evening bonding with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I thank god that our family is so closely knitted.&lt;br /&gt;For now at least.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02090.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02092.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 Kids (In order of age from right to left! HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02102.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02140.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02146.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without her, many things would have not been possible.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02107.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRANNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02122.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02120.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02123.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02119.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;Not plagued by work.&lt;br /&gt;Time well spent!&lt;br /&gt;If only everyday was like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More photos from clubbing scene coming up real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious I promise.&lt;br /&gt;And hot.&lt;br /&gt;And sexy.&lt;br /&gt;hAha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad and thankful that sweetie is so magnanimous and un-possesive.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2069958464756630003?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2069958464756630003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2069958464756630003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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with larger meanings behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed a good laugh with sweetie in the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at RC where they had the Japanese Style Marche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long queue but a table for two shortens the waiting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spicy Charsiew Ramen, Omu Rice with Hamburg, Okonomiyaki, Teppanyaki with beef wrapped golden mushrooms, bacon wrapped quail eggs, mushrooms, and of course, whole squid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasonably priced but I guess the food was overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a-okay, not particulary impressive but the service was good and I like being able to have a lot of dishes in small portions. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comex was a mad house and I left with no purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live band with acoustic music and a really good singer took my breathe away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night spent standing under the stars, swaying to the music made a wonderful end to our evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple Saturday gone with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new book and shall now go conquer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It marks the start of a coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hectic one that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meetings tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you sweetie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-8552938329881405840?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/8552938329881405840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=8552938329881405840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8552938329881405840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/8552938329881405840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/08/wall-e.html' title='Wall-E'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3935845827712406265</id><published>2008-08-28T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:53:47.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Is Killing Me!</title><content type='html'>Work is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;In more than words could say.&lt;br /&gt;Too much things happening and too busy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wagu steak was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Red wine went well with it.&lt;br /&gt;I love the seafood salad too.&lt;br /&gt;Nice cosy place with a young and good looking Swiss chef for an appetizer.&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate ice-cream cake with berries was heaven...mMmm.&lt;br /&gt;Company was good too.&lt;br /&gt;A table of 14 granted us as private room.&lt;br /&gt;The last meal with HBO.&lt;br /&gt;A tinge of sadness on that note.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss him very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AnD WJ.&lt;br /&gt;huRhuR. &lt;br /&gt;Smiling happily at work.&lt;br /&gt;Launch Event!&lt;br /&gt;Great work done by JH and Mr AL.&lt;br /&gt;HaHa.&lt;br /&gt;The final works was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Impressive work by my designers and production crew once again.&lt;br /&gt;Am so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;These are the things that I will miss fervently if I leave.&lt;br /&gt;Got to wake up at 7am tomorrow!! &lt;br /&gt;ZzZzZzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is sick.&lt;br /&gt;With a throat sore and a slight fever.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he feels better soon.&lt;br /&gt;His results are going to be out and I'm keeping my fingers cross.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of transferring to a part-time degree cos' he thinks it is a waste of time to do full time for another year.&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the reasons he had in mind when planning that so I was touched by his sincere words.&lt;br /&gt;Love is going on strong even though we barely have time for each other nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I think the last time I saw him was for a few hours on Monday where I fell asleep on his lap after working 48 hours over the weekend without sleep.&lt;br /&gt;zZzz.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is almost burnt but I think I've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is coming back already.&lt;br /&gt;YaY.&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Will be picking her up from the airport I think.&lt;br /&gt;Although I will miss the freedom that comes with in when she is away. -__-''&lt;br /&gt;Granny's 80th birthday is coming too.&lt;br /&gt;Next Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;YaY!&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where we are eating though.&lt;br /&gt;Baby's invited so...He's really family to them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its weird when clients become your friends but I think it's good that way cos' more projects come your way.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my favourite client when she moves over to Aussie next week.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;My first client.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite client.&lt;br /&gt;Turned friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to really feel the weight of not meeting expectations of myself and of others.&lt;br /&gt;It is pulling my emotions down.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, no matter how hard I try, how hard I struggle, it doesn't seem to work.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Work is weiging me down but love is keeping me balanced.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the weekend to come so that I can finally rest properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3935845827712406265?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3935845827712406265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3935845827712406265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3935845827712406265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3935845827712406265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/08/work-is-killing-me.html' title='Work Is Killing Me!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7066328006792457019</id><published>2008-08-10T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:47:40.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing Olympics 2008</title><content type='html'>It was a visual spectacle.&lt;br /&gt;Won over by the sheer amount of coordination that had to be done.&lt;br /&gt;The projections wowed me.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching the opening ceremony for BO2008.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for You-Tube!&lt;br /&gt;I missed the actual one cos.......&lt;br /&gt;I was at FIR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie got free tix again from his company and I think he's always got a little luck in balloting for these...^^V&lt;br /&gt;Great concert and most importantly, I managed to spend some quality time with him...&lt;br /&gt;Live music, great company...What more can I ask for! hA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Too many things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The work stress is unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to have Monday blues on Friday evenings...&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gran's house yesterday with sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Had a dinner feast as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie's favourite pig's trotters and deliciously stewed eggs, carrot and corn soup, my favourite beans in home-made chilli, kailan, fish and fried egg tang-hoon!&lt;br /&gt;I swear I will put on weight if I have dinner at Granny's place each weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught NDP with aunts, uncles and ah ma...&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie and I were really bored and unimpressed with the whole program...&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of time they put in for rehearsals and choreography and everything else that made what was shown yesterday is sheer hardwork but we were really bored with the same old thing every year.&lt;br /&gt;The musical fountains were impressive though...&lt;br /&gt;After watching BO08 just now...&lt;br /&gt;I think LKY must have been really unimpressed with our own performances yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie and I had a good evening yesterday and I woke up to his kisses this morning. =)&lt;br /&gt;Had hotcakes for breakfast and for the rest of the afternoon, we devoted our time to the Olympics craze.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;A morning of swimming and gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;Phelps is looking delicious as usual!&lt;br /&gt;A first gold for him and a record-breaker.&lt;br /&gt;My idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie just left and I'm feeling a little out of place without him.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go take a nap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;The shortest I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;It has been 10 years since I've had this.&lt;br /&gt;And I managed to shock lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;They all ask how can I bear to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess, the long hair is getting on my nerves, not to mention I've got to wake up earlier to maintain that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-DaA!&lt;br /&gt;The sleepy me!&lt;br /&gt;Looking extremely tired and haggard.&lt;br /&gt;Well. Pardon me and concentrate on my gorgeous bf. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/bandw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Emotions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drey dropped me an sms last evening.&lt;br /&gt;A simple one liner.&lt;br /&gt;"I saw X and his gf..."&lt;br /&gt;I went into a frenzy, wondering why I wasn't the one to see them and why I've never seen them since I frequent that place often too...&lt;br /&gt;Called drey and chatted a little and like any other girls, my first question was is she pretty.&lt;br /&gt;In simple terms and words, drey said I was 10 times better and knowing her, she isn't someone who will make me feel happy just by saying these to please me.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being superficial and neither am I fantastic looking but then again, I'm just a normal girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked if he looks happy.&lt;br /&gt;She said yes.&lt;br /&gt;At first, like all others who hope that their ex-s is living a shitty life, my heart plunges.&lt;br /&gt;I recovered after 3 seconds when I became the rational me and I felt good for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;I think, he has found the one. &lt;br /&gt;Someone worthy of his love.&lt;br /&gt;Like I've found mine.&lt;br /&gt;Then being me, I asked sweetie, do you think I'm inferior to her?&lt;br /&gt;He said no.&lt;br /&gt;I asked why.&lt;br /&gt;And he replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Cos you are mine"&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;It brought a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let go of the past.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Just that sometimes, it still gets to me.&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I think, I'm a happy girl, basking in his love, surrounded by happines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7066328006792457019?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7066328006792457019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7066328006792457019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7066328006792457019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7066328006792457019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-olympics-2008.html' title='Beijing Olympics 2008'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4049595632317691923</id><published>2008-08-05T14:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:38:05.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Garden Festival 2008</title><content type='html'>I think I'm a known workaholic.&lt;br /&gt;But did I choose to be one or am I forced to be one?&lt;br /&gt;I think forced.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in office on Saturday till 4am and had to work through Sunday for yesterday's proposal.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself staying till the wee hours on Saturday cos' I had lovely lovely colleagues who kept me entertained and a boss who bought us supper at 1am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday however, my adrenaline was running thin and I'm starting to feel suffocated by the amount of work I had to complete.&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, I felt like the happiest woman alive when my 90-page proposal was finally submitted.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;It was hell of a ride for my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Went for a great dinner with my friends/colleagues to celebrate afterwards and for good music and booze.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up being home at 4am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The lack of precious sleep!&lt;br /&gt;It was good fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side tracking a little,&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Singapore Garden Festival 2008 with mummy dearest and sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Got complimentary tix with many thanks to my supplier!&lt;br /&gt;Took some pretty pictures during my 2 visits (once with colleagues during lunch and the other with my dearests)&lt;br /&gt;It was truly an experience like their theme...&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy...&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted and felt really happy looking at the designers' master pieces...&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful flowers makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the garden festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02074.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorful flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02055.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of Marilyn Monroe...&lt;br /&gt;It was really cool the way they did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02064.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite masterpiece...&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Submerged...&lt;br /&gt;Gold Award and Best Show Prize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02044.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02053.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to a quaint village...&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind living in a secluded and quiet place like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02069.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02073.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet flowers in Glasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02061.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More colors!! Cheery design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02038.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says bye bye to the Grasshopper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treated my two dearest to dinner and I felt really happy to be able to sit down, chat and enjoy my time with them apart from my normal days where I have no time to do such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much things to blog about but I'm getting lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met sweetie for lunch (on OFF! today FINALLY) at my place and I felt so contented to be doing that on a weekday at home =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaLalalAlAlalAla.&lt;br /&gt;hAppy hAPpy haPPy.&lt;br /&gt;But it never lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought of the Day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 5 years since we got together...&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, it doesn't feel like that at all...&lt;br /&gt;In fact, my heart still skips a beat everytime I meet him...&lt;br /&gt;Recently, he acquired a new habit of winking at me and trust me, my heart melts each time when he does that and I had to beg him to do it over and over again which he refuses to cos it loses the attraction...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Money Not Enough 2 on Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing a music store before the movie and he caught me by surprise when he suddenly lean forward to kiss me on my lips...&lt;br /&gt;I felt warm and tingly afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;For that moment, I had sugar rush because it was such a sweet gesture.&lt;br /&gt;I ought to thank God more often for such in life.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MNE2 was a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;I cried buckets.&lt;br /&gt;I think, the majority of Singaporeans can relate to it and probably is guilty of what is shown.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my dad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I say often enough that I love you?&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I smell of you now.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4049595632317691923?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4049595632317691923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4049595632317691923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4049595632317691923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4049595632317691923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/08/singapore-garden-festival-2008.html' title='Singapore Garden Festival 2008'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6936568496248176106</id><published>2008-07-27T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:16:02.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Museum - Night Festival 2008</title><content type='html'>This blog is going to be filled up with many pretty pictures of the coloured transformation on the white and dull majestic looking building that many of us seldom give much attention to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues read about the Night Festival in the papers and we all decided to go there...separately of course...cos' of the interest in the electric canvas by an Australian co.&lt;br /&gt;Where it comes to lights and sounds, its in our business to know and learn them.&lt;br /&gt;I truly enjoyed myself at the National Museum with sweetie last night.&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazingly beautiful sight and a first for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to sweetie for getting more information on this event and the details of it. =)&lt;br /&gt;I love my personal planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the 1970s version of Charlie and The Chocolate Factory at the outdoor screening.&lt;br /&gt;Being an emotional girl who lives for romance, it was an experience to be seated under the night skies for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;I saw this Malay group who brought along chocolate fondue to do their marshmellows dip right smack at the centre of the grass lawn.&lt;br /&gt;It was good seeing everyone around us so relaxed and happy after a hard week at work.&lt;br /&gt;Just wished time would stay still though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged around the area for the lighting up of the electric canvas next and was in disbelief of their abilities to do such a transformation.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the technical glitches and the number of rehearsals they had to go through.&lt;br /&gt;For people out of the industry, it is beautiful to the eyes and a definite a sense of wonderment.&lt;br /&gt;I had the thirst for finding out how it works, how long it took to set-up, where can we get them, is it only for building projections, and the technicalities of it all.&lt;br /&gt;Sheer hardwork to create such an artwork for the audiences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos&lt;br /&gt;The building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01978.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our personal favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01980.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01982.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01984.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01985.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01987.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01993.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second to the best I've seen that night...&lt;br /&gt;Jungle transformation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01994.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a special thing for the blue one here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02022.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01996.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a tour into the museum afterwards since it was in operation till 2am...&lt;br /&gt;Truly enjoyed the tour despite the crowd because of the ambience and of course, the company.&lt;br /&gt;It was an eye opener and I had an engaging time with some of the exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;Like the gramophone, I could used the headphone to hear some really old tracks and it was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into the the theatre and movie section where they show black and white films...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a fashion gallery that showed us the transformation from the 50s onwards...&lt;br /&gt;Wedding gown of the past...&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie said it looked like a headless ghost...=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02011.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food gallery was a must go for me and I've learnt how to make prata through the plasma screening. (HA!)&lt;br /&gt;Both of us haven't been there the longest time ever and had a fun night dating in the museum.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the best thing was that it was FREE.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;A evening and night well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite art-piece of the night goes to...............&lt;br /&gt;David.&lt;br /&gt;Hot hot hot!&lt;br /&gt;Look at his bod!&lt;br /&gt;=PpP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01970.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02014.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending of with..&lt;br /&gt;US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC02019.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talk about how small Singapore is.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie met two friends last evening and I met my cousin and my uncle at the museum.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle did the security for them and I was glad he won the contract.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing him at work reminds myself of me...=)But of course, his is much tougher especially when you are your own boss.&lt;br /&gt;The meet-up with my cousin was awkward and I wanted to avoid her initially but decided to just drop a quick hello.&lt;br /&gt;For one, I was never close to my dad's side of the family and I don't exactly fancy her.&lt;br /&gt;It was wierd having such a stilted conversation and it amazes me that we are in fact blood relations.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;On leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Running some errands though.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;On a side note.&lt;br /&gt;Just read that silly girl's blog and realised that she caught the Italian dancing sky act last week.&lt;br /&gt;It must have been really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle said it was.&lt;br /&gt;I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;At work.&lt;br /&gt;ZzZ.&lt;br /&gt;Till next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I love my maid's pasta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never ever thought that I was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Not until I met you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6936568496248176106?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6936568496248176106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6936568496248176106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6936568496248176106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6936568496248176106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/07/national-museum-night-festival-2008.html' title='National Museum - Night Festival 2008'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2732436044811763061</id><published>2008-07-22T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:43:41.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 8th Day of The Week</title><content type='html'>I have now 3 cartons of unread books lying in my room.&lt;br /&gt;The National Libary Book Sale.&lt;br /&gt;Was a cheap bargain.&lt;br /&gt;Though not in the best conditions, I've gotten myself a carton of travel books (some relatively new and untouched) that costs about $30 - $40 per book...I get it at $1.&lt;br /&gt;That I guess, is the reward for working 48 hours from Thursday till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was burnt.&lt;br /&gt;Ben asked me what is the 8th day of the week called...&lt;br /&gt;Cos' it doesn't seem right to name it Monday.&lt;br /&gt;We were all tired and burnt out yesterday and one could see walking zombies around.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on mc today.&lt;br /&gt;Cold, Fever, Shivers, Stomachache, Body Ache etc.&lt;br /&gt;And it is really the only reason and excuse I can think of for staying at home to rest and WORK from home.&lt;br /&gt;Got a presentation tomorrow morning and a submission this coming Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to take today to rest well and be recharged for the battles the next coming weeks ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie is meeting me for dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen him since Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, Dark Knight was riveting enough that I didn't fall asleep after that tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;It's a great film.&lt;br /&gt;The Joker really should get an award for his fine acting.&lt;br /&gt;He send shivers down my spine and I simply hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.&lt;br /&gt;Cooking for sweetie tonight.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I wonder what made him so different.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm able to tell him everything eventually and that there will be no kept secrets between us.&lt;br /&gt;Did he feed me with a mysterious potion that he has concocted?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it in his nature to take everything with a stride and his magnanimousity surpasses those whom I've been with.&lt;br /&gt;It was good talking to B, and he proved himself that not only has his fulfiled what a boyfriend really his but also what it means for him to be my partner, my best friend and my soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;He understood completely and did not for a second bear any grudges of the exchanges I've made with the other him.&lt;br /&gt;He also knows Bro, about what we do when I'm feeling down and does not hold me against it.&lt;br /&gt;That in itself has got to mean that God is giving me the best to comfort me my losses.&lt;br /&gt;I trust that I will be happy when I give my hand to him.&lt;br /&gt;One day, I will be truly happy without any reason for guilt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;One day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2732436044811763061?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2732436044811763061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2732436044811763061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2732436044811763061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2732436044811763061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/07/8th-day-of-week.html' title='The 8th Day of The Week'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-9122833882029590500</id><published>2008-07-16T16:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:38:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I dreamt of you and it was so real.&lt;br /&gt;I cradled your head close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My aching heart.&lt;br /&gt;I stroke your hair, breathing into your scent.&lt;br /&gt;Peace I felt but something...just something was tugging at the corners of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I was torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;One half of me is missing.&lt;br /&gt;I hugged you tight, it just didn't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;I felt lost.&lt;br /&gt;Without the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;The current love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;My heart started crying for the lost of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts. Even more.&lt;br /&gt;Much more.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much that I couldn't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;The notion of losing the other half of me is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;I now know.&lt;br /&gt;And I felt peace for the first time in 5 years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that I could feel all these emotions while I'm sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up tired and restless but with the images so vivid in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It scares me that I had to lose B.&lt;br /&gt;It felt all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guilt however, is something that I have to live with for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Would he have become what he is today if we were together still?&lt;br /&gt;The two closest people to my heart said no.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for who he has become today.&lt;br /&gt;It must have been a blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, why does my heart still ache when I think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you still have the ability to control how I feel about myself whenever I wear something that you don't like.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still remember the times when you had only $3 left in your wallet and you bought me dinner, watched me eat, despite your hunger.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still remember the times you cook for me.&lt;br /&gt;I also remember the times when you grabbed me hard to hurt me, using words that made me cry, ignoring my plea in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still remember these when they are no longer significant to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Memories are bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢回味　记忆的美　让人懂得感谢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感谢记忆的美.&lt;br /&gt;但痛恨记忆带来的伤悲. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday To You.&lt;br /&gt;May happiness be with you always...always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-9122833882029590500?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/9122833882029590500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=9122833882029590500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/9122833882029590500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/9122833882029590500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday To You'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5308301664174895095</id><published>2008-07-15T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:10:39.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aching Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You've seen cancer patients. But have you seen a suicidal patient, an in-patient in woodbridge. Here's one. The only way I know to survive now is through shallow, selfish, insensitive means. I'm no longer the guy you nor I knew. If I wasn't, I would have died. Look at my come back. No one will ever believe my history given the way I talk and think. I will survive even if I'm the last man on earth. That is the truth. Not memories. Not emotions. But sheer determination to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the truth is better left undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepless night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-5308301664174895095?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/5308301664174895095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=5308301664174895095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5308301664174895095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5308301664174895095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/07/aching-heart.html' title='Aching Heart'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4228508596941809635</id><published>2008-07-13T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:50:49.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Cliff</title><content type='html'>A hectic Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Driving lessons, work, movie, dinner, lots of love and snuggling.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally booked my driving test.&lt;br /&gt;10th October 2008.&lt;br /&gt;It falls on my granny's 5th year death anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;It was available and I thought I rather liked the sound of it so there it goes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Cos'I've not had enough practice but I shall spend at least another 10 lessons before my actual test.&lt;br /&gt;I hate circuits.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think I will pass it for the first time because I'm never confident about circuits and parking.&lt;br /&gt;I think however, I'm a speed maniac on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Been postponing the idea of taking the test for far too long but everyone's been rushing me so...Double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been suffocating me as usual.&lt;br /&gt;My work desk has got piles of things waiting for me to do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I see late nights and busy days ahead for the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;My brain has been consumed by thoughts of work and I'm on constant work mode.&lt;br /&gt;Apple Cuzzie and her better half should have experienced it last Friday when I met them for dinner with work calls interupting me through dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it also means that my better half has been really tolerant all these while.&lt;br /&gt;I really am seriously in need of a new job.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get my lazy arse to move.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Think I'm in my comfort zone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Cliff was a great movie.&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone should watch it cos' it educates us about the three kingdoms.&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Ge Liang, Cao Cao, Zhou Yu and Liu Bei.&lt;br /&gt;I felt ashame of myself not knowing the full story and yet I'm Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a good show really.&lt;br /&gt;With some humour injected into it.&lt;br /&gt;Of course it doesn't hurt that Takeshi was one of the leads.&lt;br /&gt;Was really glad that Sweetie wanted to watch this show too and that he enjoyed it immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at MS and I must say I'm amazed by the food court.&lt;br /&gt;The alfresco style dining was a great idea cos' it actually overlooks esplanade and the floating stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Caught the last of the fireworks as we settled down and that burst of red was really beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01033.jpg" height = "250" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as though the fireworks were raining down on us....&lt;br /&gt;Short but beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us back to beautiful things are often shortlived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added another 2 more books to my library collection.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie said we really need a huge book shelve next time in our home.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;His + Mine = Infinite no. of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got driving lesson again later.&lt;br /&gt;And my poor half is working his ass off under the hot sun at Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see his tan then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so am not looking forward to this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;Major event at Singapore Expo.&lt;br /&gt;Weekend burnt.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark chocolate lovers out there should try the Godiva Chocolate Cranberry Shake.&lt;br /&gt;I was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish everyday was Saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4228508596941809635?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/4228508596941809635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=4228508596941809635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4228508596941809635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/4228508596941809635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/07/red-cliff.html' title='Red Cliff'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7491757770318222614</id><published>2008-07-01T00:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T02:38:04.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun, The Sand and The Sea...</title><content type='html'>I truly miss the sun, the sand and the sea...&lt;br /&gt;More photos.&lt;br /&gt;There are no words to describe the beauty of it all.&lt;br /&gt;Phuket has the highest clearest visibility water in Asia which explains the survival of the corals and the multi-colored fishes...&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with snorkelling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolling down the beach hand in hand, it was as though we were walking straight out of a magazine...&lt;br /&gt;It was a really romantic experience...&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of the sunset...&lt;br /&gt;It was magnificient.&lt;br /&gt;It was the most wonderful experience I've ever had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing Phuket already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some artistic photos by Sweetie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01888.jpg" height = "250" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01893.jpg" height = "250" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01897.jpg" height = "250" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01898.jpg" height = "250" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC00851.jpg" height = "250" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = 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src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01764.jpg" height = "250" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7491757770318222614?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7491757770318222614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7491757770318222614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7491757770318222614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7491757770318222614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/07/sun-sand-and-sea.html' title='The Sun, The Sand and The Sea...'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6807903014836940833</id><published>2008-06-29T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:13:51.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuket Trip 2008</title><content type='html'>Back from the Sun, the Sand and the SEA!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really too tired to go into details as much as I would like to...&lt;br /&gt;But there are some photos that I have to share.&lt;br /&gt;The sunset, the islands, the fishes in the sea, the snorkelling, the speed yacht, the bikini girls and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I wished was that I had more alone time with sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;He made it all better by being there because I could then be myself.&lt;br /&gt;Going with the bosses and colleagues made me feel a little suffocated at times like as though I'm under constant surveillance.&lt;br /&gt;Call me sensitive but you can't change how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I would go back there again with sweetie..not so soon but somewhere in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;The snorkelling was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;It was the best part of my whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;Swimming with fishes, the colorful pretty fishes just right next to you and you can brush against them.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is to feed them bread and they will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;J brought along her underwater camera and I can't wait to see how it turns out.&lt;br /&gt;The sea scared me a little though even though I can claim to be a proficient swimmer having trained properly before...&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring swimming against the waves...&lt;br /&gt;The villa resort was a comfortable and beautiful experience...&lt;br /&gt;Our bed was huge and the canopy bed by the balcony was so pretty...&lt;br /&gt;Went to the pool and enjoyed myself immensely...&lt;br /&gt;Walked the whole of Patong beach with sweetie and watched the sun goes down...&lt;br /&gt;As he put it, it was really really romantic...&lt;br /&gt;Something out of a movie set and the pictures we took looked like photos from the magazine..&lt;br /&gt;The sand..it was so soft and you can see the little crabs over the beach and it was an amazing sight...&lt;br /&gt;The food was cheap and good...&lt;br /&gt;Picked sea-shells and got a pebble from sweetie as our first beach experience...&lt;br /&gt;The booze and the company however was something that I avoided completely...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted it just to be for the two of us yet I had to live up to certain role of expectations as a member of the company...&lt;br /&gt;It was a good trip nonetheless and it was perfect with him by my side...&lt;br /&gt;We had our many firsts experience together and I'm sure there will be many more to come...the snorkelling, the yachting, the sunset by the beach, the villa, the bikini....&lt;br /&gt;I hate that work is going to start all over again tomorrow and the stress that comes along with it...&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I look forward to September where we'll make a trip to Krabi or Bintan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures...&lt;br /&gt;They are really beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;A breath-taking experience for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Phuket2.jpg" height = "150" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Phuket1.jpg" height = "200" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Phuket4.jpg" height = "200" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Phuket3.jpg" height = "150" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My breath was taken away by the beautiful nature, the works of Mother Nature......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6807903014836940833?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6807903014836940833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6807903014836940833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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its meaning since I'm using that so very often.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it has been a HECTIC week.&lt;br /&gt;1 Presentation, 3 Proposals, 1 Execution.&lt;br /&gt;I almost died on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Been working till 11ish - 12 at the office each night the past week or even when I'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;I finally couldn't stand it anymore on Friday and my tear duct was activated.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I'm seated at this secluded corner away from the rest of the people.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, because of friends like poohie, bel, J and J and of course my sweetie, I felt better afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm born highly strung, sensitive, emotional, paranoid, can't take stress and of course, a pefectionist.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie says I'm always disatisfied or disappointed with myself cos' I can never live up to my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated my 1 year anniversary of working life in the office.&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe time passes so quickly here...Feel as though I've been working for 3 years already.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the trip this week.&lt;br /&gt;The sun, the sand and the sea!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Bought my bikini already.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I think every girl should have one and wear it once in the lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to snorkel.&lt;br /&gt;That's like the first thing I want to do when I get there.&lt;br /&gt;Well, born a Pisces, born to like water, and thanks to mummy dearest, I'm a trained swimmer!&lt;br /&gt;Paraded in my bikini for sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;His jaws dropped (not shockingly distasteful I hope!) and his eyes twinkled.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to have that kind of effect on him.&lt;br /&gt;Kungfu Panda was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;It really took the stress off me.&lt;br /&gt;Poor darling was commenting that I was distracted even though he was just right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Work has been really stressful recently.&lt;br /&gt;More responsibilities, more to live up to.&lt;br /&gt;Master Wu Gui said today is a gift, that's why it is called the present.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to learn how to cherish this really.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;I did all the housework today.&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping house, mopping house, washing clothes, washing towels, washing carpet, watering plants.&lt;br /&gt;All in a day.&lt;br /&gt;I miss E already.&lt;br /&gt;Hope she is enjoying her 14 day break in Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for her to be back albeit selfishly.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;Shall go watch my newly bought VCDs already.&lt;br /&gt;A great and relaxing weekend.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;Till Phuket!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4119724063636673312?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-1025780704901668809</id><published>2008-06-15T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:34:28.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little India</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've been alone searching for love&lt;br /&gt;Till you came along and touched my heart&lt;br /&gt;With you in my life I'll never think twice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lonely hours but just precious times&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you and I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;Never will die this feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;With you every moment's forever...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word extracts from a song I've recently heard...&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with so much love in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;It really is unexplainable but it sometimes happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a hectic week as usual although I've had some rest by going into office later than usual..&lt;br /&gt;Work is a tiring affair.&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to Phuket.&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to this break.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie made me excited by dicussing the things we will be doing there.&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad he could join me for this trip albeit it made us broke =D.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel that we booked looked really really nice on the net.&lt;br /&gt;It is certainly not cheap as compared to the others.&lt;br /&gt;But well, company's paying for my share. ^^V.&lt;br /&gt;A traditional thai room that is 39sqm with a private balcony of 9sqm...&lt;br /&gt;I hope to wake up to white sandy beaches for that four days while I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;Snorkelling, Seafood, Parasailing, Sunsets, Sunrise, Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Was a little hesitant in going for this trip initially but now, I'm desperately wishing for the break to come sooner.&lt;br /&gt;12 of us will be going together and I guess it is good to try and bond but then again, I know I will enjoy this trip with sweetie by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was 'Tourist Day'.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to not do the usual stuffs for our weekend break...so....we ended up at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/LittleIndia.jpg" height = "300" width = "250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little India!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We felt as though we were in foreign lands stepping into the quaint yet familiar town in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Brought Bb to this favourite Indian restaurant of mine to try authentic cuisine at a really affordable price.&lt;br /&gt;Banana Leaf Appolo? Muthu's Curry? SHOO.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;My darling indian colleague brought me there for lunch once and I fell in love with the people and the food there immediately.&lt;br /&gt;For $29, we had, stir-fried crabs in spices, original thosai, the traditional briyani that not many places have anymore, fried fish, tandori chicken, mango lasi and lime juice.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good and hearty meal.&lt;br /&gt;We had a really enjoyable time walking down the colourful streets and even ended up at Tekka Mall for a short visit.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was so filling that we had to walk to Bugis to digest and get rid of the calories...&lt;br /&gt;Ended up seeing Felicia Chin on a fashion show for Tweety. Yes, there is a new outlet selling Tweety apparels at Bugis Junction.&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by a game shop and played golf on PSP.&lt;br /&gt;It was so entertaining and I was quite amused by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really tired by the time we took a train home but I haven't got enough of him so...&lt;br /&gt;We played monopoly!&lt;br /&gt;Got ourselves a travel edition pack so that we can bring it to Phuket...&lt;br /&gt;I declare myself as the winner!!&lt;br /&gt;I have got 9 houses and 1 hotel at 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;The game lasted for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since we spent such a wholesome time together.&lt;br /&gt;It felt good.&lt;br /&gt;Really good.&lt;br /&gt;Which probably explains why I woke up this morning with so much love in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of updates.&lt;br /&gt;Got to go do my proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was great meeting up with my buddy at work after her longest vacation ever.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten myself a Baa-Baa Ram that actually Baaasss(HAHA!), a cute Koala and a box of chocolates and a bookmark.&lt;br /&gt;So xinfu!&lt;br /&gt;Had Ma La steamboat yet again with my colleagues and bud.&lt;br /&gt;Great time catching up...&lt;br /&gt;I miss her terribly.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Updates next week.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe when I'm back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1025780704901668809?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1025780704901668809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1025780704901668809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1025780704901668809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1025780704901668809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-india.html' title='Little India'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-484369089204826037</id><published>2008-06-10T09:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:25:34.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex In The City</title><content type='html'>Nothing can be more relaxing than having great Nasi Padang at our favourite hotel and chill-out cosy couple talk at the lounge of Swissotel...&lt;br /&gt;The service deserved a 5 star-rating because they replaced my strawberry martini (that tasted like cough medicine) to a fantastic mango, pineapple drink of sorts for free and without me asking simply because the staff was really observant to have noticed that I wasn't drinking down the cough mixture. HA!&lt;br /&gt;Never ever order strawberry martini!&lt;br /&gt;It was a good heart to heart sharing session with my better half after the turbulent weekend before and the rushed weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the music just added on the the perfection of the evening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex And The City was a fantabulous show with clothes and shoes and bags to die for.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;A great girl flick show with lotsa humour and a down-to-earth story that captures the heart of all women at the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;It was shopping and food and theatre for us on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to spend anymore money this month cos' I'm seriously over-spending and I've got to save for my Phuket Trip.&lt;br /&gt;260808 - 290808!&lt;br /&gt;Phuket TRIP!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been giving treats to my colleagues, my cousin and my life-long friend over the past weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Am very broke but am very happy!&lt;br /&gt;It was good catching up with so many of them especially my sec mate where we could just picked it up from where we left from 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;My sweet lil' cousin who has just gotten herself a boyfriend looks to me for advice but I've learnt so much from her as well.&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of sweetie and myself during his NS time.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess, she also reminded me of the things that we have lost in a relationship through time so...we'll just have to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is gonna be hectic again.&lt;br /&gt;2 major proposals and 1 presentation this week and next.&lt;br /&gt;It's tough.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still going on strong.&lt;br /&gt;So cliched!&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My sweetie looks fantastic in the white shirt from Es.&lt;br /&gt;Although I must say great singapore sales isn't really great at all on new arrivals.&lt;br /&gt;-_________-'&lt;br /&gt;Tempted by Gucci. Not now. Soon. Trip more ImportAnt!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-484369089204826037?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/484369089204826037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=484369089204826037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/484369089204826037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/484369089204826037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-in-city.html' title='Sex In The City'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7802920926215605831</id><published>2008-05-18T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:23:42.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morton's and Chong Qing Ma La</title><content type='html'>I have a great many things to update.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that nowadays, work seems to drain of all my energy and I always feel rather tired.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what I term as pre-event syndromes.&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia attacks, nightmares, tantrums, stress.&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm in this industry, as long as the perfectionist in me is talking, these 'bugs' will never be out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to the long holiday in June.&lt;br /&gt;The votes seem to be favouring Aussie this time.&lt;br /&gt;Will definetely go on an extended trip.&lt;br /&gt;Am really glad that the trip is postponed and sweetie will be able to join us then.&lt;br /&gt;The poor boy is having the much dreaded exams now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food.&lt;br /&gt;For the love of food and excellent beef, Boss brought WJ and I out to Morton's on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;The riches.&lt;br /&gt;I knew the bill will be approximating half a thousand but I didn't expect it to come up to close to a thousand.&lt;br /&gt;Prime rib on reservation for us.&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 each night which was being promised by Vic as the best cut.&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life, I had medium plus.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the usual medium well.&lt;br /&gt;It was really tender.&lt;br /&gt;And the wine that went with it, was heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt a few wine etqiuettes that night too.&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed an educating experience.&lt;br /&gt;I wished I could have shot some pictures of the patrons in tux and gowns but of course, there were a few exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;The flashes of a camera would simply announce to the whole world that you are a an amatuer diner and that was a no no for my boss.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;The lobster bisque was good because well for once, I actually eat fleshes of the lobster instead of just powdery soup.&lt;br /&gt;The crab cake was a special favourite of Vic's therefore, we got the best of it too.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my entire dinner concentration was focused on the dessert and I had to just snap a picture of the chocolate cake with the chocolate fudge seeping through when it was cut....&lt;br /&gt;We had such a good time at the dine and wine session that we left dinner only 3 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will be back someday when such a sum of money is inconsequential to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01632.jpg" height = "250" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the mere darkness of this photo but this was the exact kind of ambience at Morton's.&lt;br /&gt;Really quaint and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01631.jpg" height = "250" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lunar yet again after dinner and got pissed drunk with Chivas.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how that could have happened.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it was not attributed to my inability to sustain my alcohol but more so that I was sabohed by Ho Ho Ho and Vic.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you are the only female for them to pounce on.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Got back home safely of course with special thanks to Ho Ho Ho and Vic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite certain that nonsense and blabber were pouring out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;ZzZz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;Had set-up at Science Centre in the morning, driving in the afternoon, back to Science Centre due to unexpected work undone, than off to meet sweetie for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to pamper and splurge a little so decided to bring him for a good dinner where Vic and Es brought me to before.&lt;br /&gt;Chong Qing Ma La Huo GuO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01633.jpg" height = "250" width = "300"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Chun.&lt;br /&gt;I know you love it.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will bring you there one day.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was filled to the brim afterwards that I walked all the way from Tanglin to Plaza Singapura in a futile attempt to digest whatever was in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Felt much better afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Made of Honour.&lt;br /&gt;Was a great show.&lt;br /&gt;What we all need after a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since the both of us walked such a distance.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the talk tremendously and the sights and sounds that we see down Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;It has really been a long time since we took a breather and had the luxury to do these things...&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie congratulated me when we hit PS cos' for once, he did not hear my complaints about the long distance.&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say.&lt;br /&gt;I was really really full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the night falls too soon.&lt;br /&gt;Was tucked in bed by sweetie after a long and exhausting day or rather week.&lt;br /&gt;It feels really good to be held tightly and be told that I'm loved even though we've been together for the longest time it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we all need these refreshers sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go curl up with my favourite book.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;1 down.&lt;br /&gt;1 to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01635.jpg" height = "200" width = "200"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love this photo especially cos' his eyes were smouldering with love and desire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a side note, visited a friend's blog and found her outdoor wedding shots really endearing. She was never much of a looker and beautiful was never used to describe her but I always thought she had an elfin quality. She looks absolutely breath-taking in these photos. I guess they all say that women are the most beautiful at their weddings and I have to agree with that. She is not drop-dead gorgeous but the happiness and love in her eyes made her the most beautiful bride I've seen so far. We may not be in contact anymore but from the bottomest of my heart, I hope she will be very very happy for she deserves it. She found me by the stairs when I was at the peak of my misery. She saved me once. And to that, she has my sincerest blessings. &lt;br /&gt;It has been 10 years and that memory, will forever be etched in me. I hope you will be very very very happy XH and may you always be loved and cherished.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7802920926215605831?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7802920926215605831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7802920926215605831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7802920926215605831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7802920926215605831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/05/mortons-and-chong-qing-ma-la.html' title='Morton&apos;s and Chong Qing Ma La'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5922310578442630190</id><published>2008-05-13T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T15:49:14.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Plagued by nightmares once again...&lt;br /&gt;Flooded by piles and piles of work...&lt;br /&gt;-______-'''&lt;br /&gt;Mum is coming back next week.&lt;br /&gt;At last.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my freedom though.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie is having exams...&lt;br /&gt;But he has been really sweet recently though...&lt;br /&gt;Things were starting to get a little stale and we started dating all over again...&lt;br /&gt;That is, to spice things up a little amdist all the stress...&lt;br /&gt;I had to RSVP an sms invitation to a dinner and a movie...&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really not in the mood for a long blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us after a DATE and before I cut hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01626.jpg" height = "200" width = "250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know that he is the one when......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01629-1.jpg" height = "200" width = "250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It fits perfectly...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-2040450280254970436</id><published>2008-05-05T08:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:08:54.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know that you are loved when...</title><content type='html'>You know that you are loved when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finds you attractive even when you have a nose filled with mucus and you sound like a transversite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sponges you with cold water when you are burning with a fever despite your kicks and groans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sits quietly by your side watching you drift in and out of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kisses you so softly on your head and lips, afraid to wake you up, yet leaving such a sweet imprint of himself on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, you know you are loved when he holds your hands and tells you bedtime stories like the young lad who killed a monster in a cave and lived happily ever after with a maiden, where Pinocchio and Shrek and Sesame Street and the Swamp Thing and the Sherrif of Nottingham all existed in the same world, and where the Rabbit met Bugs Bunny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a great story-teller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of actions and different voice mimicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was spent lying in bed 24 hours due to a bout of high fever, cold and flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But amidst that, I managed to catch the IRON MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling weak and jellied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off to Genting in June!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Chun, want to join us?&lt;br /&gt;A long overdue holiday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-2040450280254970436?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/2040450280254970436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=2040450280254970436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2040450280254970436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/2040450280254970436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-that-you-are-loved-when.html' title='You know that you are loved when...'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6271123570358468481</id><published>2008-05-02T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:00:55.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over!</title><content type='html'>It's over.&lt;br /&gt;A good rest at last although it will soon be hectic again.&lt;br /&gt;I can finally take a good break over this weekend and recharge myself.&lt;br /&gt;May have to help out on the Sunday set-up though. o.O''&lt;br /&gt;After the seminar on Monday, we can all have a good company break.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;May have to wait until end of May.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Life in events is definetely BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Lunar and got VIP seating again thanks to my ex-colleague..&lt;br /&gt;More Chivas and Martini on a Ladies Night.&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;There were sleazy pole dancing!!&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time there...&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating the end of our events...&lt;br /&gt;Played some silly games and had a really really good time with my team-mates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the first day of my Single-hood at work.&lt;br /&gt;My best friend, my buddy, my team-mate left us.&lt;br /&gt;For a better place of course and I sincerely hope she does well.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her already.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie says I'm behaving although I'm suffering from a traumatic break-up.&lt;br /&gt;I teared.&lt;br /&gt;For the loss of a friend, the loss of a fighter surviving together with me.&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos to share!!!&lt;br /&gt;Crazy stuffs we did at Lunar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/B4.jpg" height = "200" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BOY and US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/B5.jpg" height = "200" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/B1.jpg" height = "200" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/B2.jpg" height = "200" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work here is tough but it is much bearable because I've got her.&lt;br /&gt;I think...I'm suffering from a post traumatic break-up.&lt;br /&gt;The loss of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;People who knows me knows I seldom let myself get so attached to a person.&lt;br /&gt;However, this is really a proven exception.&lt;br /&gt;The only person whom I can be myself with other than sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;No false pretenses, no hidden agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Chun and Poohie tonight for good dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A much deserved break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is tough.&lt;br /&gt;But when you see a place built up from nothing to something...&lt;br /&gt;You will be wildly amazed by your own capabilities and what you can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Environment Agency - Energy Efficiency Launch Campaign 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01544.jpg" height = "200" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01549.jpg" height = "200" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01550.jpg" height = "200" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things keep me motivated and going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I almost stepped out of line.&lt;br /&gt;My heart almost betrayed me.&lt;br /&gt;I must learn not to play with fire.&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6271123570358468481?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6271123570358468481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6271123570358468481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday which was April 29....&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 major events out of which 2 is run solo on my own and another 2 with the help of my team mates...&lt;br /&gt;Since Wednesday last week, I have been working 20 hours each day...&lt;br /&gt;Am absolutely serious.&lt;br /&gt;I've only been sleeping 3 - 4 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God dark eye rings were never a problem to me.&lt;br /&gt;Else it would have looked horrible on me with PM Lee on TV last night..^^V.&lt;br /&gt;5 seconds of fame.&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;He is tall.&lt;br /&gt;Really tall.&lt;br /&gt;He had to bend down to hear what I've got to say.&lt;br /&gt;He has a stern face I must say.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was so so so hectic but a day of many things to be learnt...&lt;br /&gt;Bomb sweep...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone on standby since 1.30pm to await his arrival at 3pm...&lt;br /&gt;My heart was beating really fast when anticipating for him to arrive but when I was up on stage talking to him, I forgot he was the prime minister so there wasn't any time to feel nervous...&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's after all human.&lt;br /&gt;His security officers were all really beefed up and I must say, good looking.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;I declare the event a success!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 25th, 26th, 27th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Energy Challenge Fair at Suntec City Tropics Atrium - National Environment Agency&lt;br /&gt;Was on my own solo with the help of my very best team mate...&lt;br /&gt;It was so heavily advertised and the media captured a great deal of that on both TV and newspapers...&lt;br /&gt;And it was really really scary that the Minister arrived earlier than scheduled, everyone was in a mad frenzy and I almost died of heart attack when the SO told me Minister will be arriving in 5 minutes.........!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;However, I was the PM for this project and I must say that through continuous rehearsals, the stage launch was a success!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was all smooth....&lt;br /&gt;I had fun watching my German performers and also playing stage games...&lt;br /&gt;It all ended on Sunday with good note and compliments from my client...&lt;br /&gt;Many asked for name cards and I guess the company was popularized over night...&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the moments I sat there with my best mate, looking at the teardown of the event site...&lt;br /&gt;The last time we will be doing that also...&lt;br /&gt;I will really really really miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Because, there is absolutely no one else in the office I can relate to or trust them to take care of my delegated work.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about this now makes me sad already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all these frenzy...&lt;br /&gt;I have not been out on weekends with my sweetie the past weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Neither have I got time to meet him for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;And I've got absolutely no time to talk to him also....&lt;br /&gt;Cos' each night when I get home, it is 4 or 5 am in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;A 5 minutes conversation each day was a luxury to us already....&lt;br /&gt;Finally met him the night before PM's launch yesterday and had a good Thai dinner and ended up watching a movie...Definetely Maybe...Great story....With a twist...&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the movie: 'You will never marry the person you love the most once you missed it..And if fate allows, perhaps you will do so at your second marriage'&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;However, I succumbed to my exhuastion halfway through the movie and was in a deep slumber for 20 minutes, missing out the entire middle part but was awake enough to finish the last part of the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I always wondered if my work will take a toil on my relationship...&lt;br /&gt;But he has proven to be no ordinary guy...&lt;br /&gt;His understanding and tolerance about my working hours and the little amount of time to spend with him is something that I will never ever find in another man...&lt;br /&gt;Even my colleagues say so...&lt;br /&gt;For that, I really thank God for answering my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Also, in this way, it really made us treasure all the little time we have and our dates are always filled with laughter and surprises...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for his exams to be over...&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot wait for the closing ceremony on the 30th of May to be over....&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;June.&lt;br /&gt;Am going to apply for long leave in June and September...&lt;br /&gt;Need the breaks desperately...&lt;br /&gt;It is taking a toil on my health already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my event will be posted up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Got no time now.&lt;br /&gt;Need to rush down for the exhibitions already.&lt;br /&gt;One more day!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Endure*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait to meet the girls for dinner on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Off-In-Lieu!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Off-In-Lieu!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for hugging the sweaty and smelly me! Hurhur. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6817684477859295085?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6817684477859295085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6817684477859295085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6817684477859295085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6817684477859295085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/04/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7641399494443965216</id><published>2008-04-21T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:56:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shangri La</title><content type='html'>Long overdue post.&lt;br /&gt;Was too busy.&lt;br /&gt;Am too stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;This week is where my nightmare begins.&lt;br /&gt;I've been having sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;Midnight set-up on Thursday and Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Sweaty palms and cold sweat....&lt;br /&gt;I've been having really bad paranoia and insomnia lately...&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help especially when one is a launch by Minister YI and another is by our dearest PM.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if all goes well, I will be back in Taiwan or to Aussie Land in May...&lt;br /&gt;Boss sponsoring yet again.&lt;br /&gt;A series of trips coming up...&lt;br /&gt;Genting Highlands with Mummy, Aunts and Sweetie in June...&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok / Taiwan with Sweetie in September...&lt;br /&gt;I swear I can't wait for this week to be over...&lt;br /&gt;I hope daddy and granny is looking over me and continue to keep me blessed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie says I'm having too high an expectation of myself thus the pressure...&lt;br /&gt;I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;A perfectionist at heart.&lt;br /&gt;However, I do know that no single event is ever perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Murphy is always around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I cannot disappoint myself nor the people who trust me whole heartedly to deliver this baby of ours..&lt;br /&gt;Stressful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss, hair loss.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms of stress.&lt;br /&gt;Been down with cold and flu and fever.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help being sick again.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;*Cross Fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, brought Mum and Sweetie out for her long over due birthday dinner at Shang...&lt;br /&gt;I love the food there...&lt;br /&gt;Boss brought me there before and I enjoy the variety of food that they have...&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty pricey though but mummy dearest loves the food there and has been bugging me for quite sometime already...&lt;br /&gt;Ever since daddy went to be with gran, I decided that I cannot live my life in regrets so whatever mum wants, I will try my best to fulfil...&lt;br /&gt;I have already experience guilt once...and am still expriencing it...&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to add on to it...&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what will happen tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Pessimistic eh? But I think I'm a realist.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie felt a little bad about the treat cos' of the price but then again, I reassured him and I thought it was a good way of helping him to relieve his stress...&lt;br /&gt;That is also to reward him for his hardwork in revision..=D&lt;br /&gt;We had a great dinner and took some pictures to share though not many...&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Too busy eating lah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandeliers..I always love chandeliers...Wouldn't mind having one of this in my house next time...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Shang.jpg" height = "350"width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Seafood...We've got cold crabs, lobsters, big prawns, shell fish, oysters, mussels...Sweetie's love for the Roast...Beef...MmmmmmMmm....And Yorkshire pudding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Shangrila_Collage2.jpg" height = "400" width = "250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US! After dinner and bloated! Very bloated indeed...Could barely walk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Shangrila_Collage1.jpg" width="250" height="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked by the lounge afterwards and heard the melodic keys of the piano...&lt;br /&gt;If it was under different circumstances, sweetie and I would have lingered on by the lounge and order a cuppa coffee or tea...&lt;br /&gt;The stress however is at its paramount and all I wanted to do was to crawl home and finish up my proposal...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the week to be over.&lt;br /&gt;If you guys don't hear from me by Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;It probably means I've escaped from Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;Will get my passport ready and bring to event site...&lt;br /&gt;If the launch fails...Cin will be exiled forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;-________-'''&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you sweetie for loving me the way you do, for loving me because you are you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chun, you are right, I melt at the most insignificant things he does for me because it is always of significance and not not. =D&lt;br /&gt;Hard to understand eh.&lt;br /&gt;See you on May 2nd at 6.30pm at VC.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;It's a date.&lt;br /&gt;YOU BETTER NOT FORGET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohhhh...&lt;br /&gt;I missed out on the Chocolate Fondue...&lt;br /&gt;MmMmmmmmmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;The Chocolate Blueberry Crepes...&lt;br /&gt;MMmmMMmmmmmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Hot sticky warm chocolate oozes into your mouth....&lt;br /&gt;AhHhh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nitez EveRyoNe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7641399494443965216?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/7641399494443965216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=7641399494443965216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7641399494443965216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/7641399494443965216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/04/shangri-la.html' title='Shangri La'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-4886177867582442832</id><published>2008-04-13T13:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T15:55:55.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Will Rock You</title><content type='html'>We Will Rock You - The Musical by Queen and Ben Elton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mig Ayesa (Galileo) is a hunk. &lt;br /&gt;Hunk with a capital H.&lt;br /&gt;Great voice that kept me riveted through the entire performance.&lt;br /&gt;His dance moves!&lt;br /&gt;It was good.&lt;br /&gt;It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;Good musical story with great great greatttt rock music.&lt;br /&gt;The live band was impressive. IMPRESSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad sweetie enjoyed this little surprise that I've added to alievate his nerves and pressure for the upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;Bought the programme as usual and it is starting to become a small collection among my many books.&lt;br /&gt;I am honestly no big fan of Queen but sweetie is a lover of the 70s music so it's all money well spent.&lt;br /&gt;Circle 1 is indeed the best house seats although I couldn't make up my mind if the foyer was better.&lt;br /&gt;Burnt a hole in my pocket then again, the experience is so much more.&lt;br /&gt;The lights, the backdrops, the stage props...an eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I would want to work on such mega scale project...&lt;br /&gt;Live and breathe the stage. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;The ending was so perfect with We Will Rock You that begins to conclude the musical..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was clapping and stamping their feets....&lt;br /&gt;Then followed by We Are The Champions where everyone was swaying their hands...&lt;br /&gt;And Bohemian Rhapsody..&lt;br /&gt;Took my breathe away...&lt;br /&gt;I love musicals...&lt;br /&gt;It's like watching a dream that brings you away from reality...&lt;br /&gt;Being in the events industry, it touches me more with all the lights and special effects and the efforts put onto the props, the choreography...&lt;br /&gt;Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/newwebpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, had dinner with boss and colleagues at Pan Pacific on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too bad although I think company does matter more.&lt;br /&gt;They went K-ing after dinner and I reluctantly joined them too...&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the very first reason, I don't sing.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I was tired and there was much work undone.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I was craving badly for drinks.&lt;br /&gt;So I ditched my colleagues halfway despite of what they will think of me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Enough pretenses to keep a working relationship going.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so not going to sacrifice my night of enjoyment with pretenses.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Think about the repercussions.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Which in the end, after disturbing bro and drey in the middle of the night, I ended up at MOS with E and Gen.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;GEN. Met her there, quick hug and conversations exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;It was good seeing her and knowing that she is doing well.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of ot, Gen, Drey and I are in the same industry.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Got picked up.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Free drinks by a bunch of kids.&lt;br /&gt;Who insisted was older than us.&lt;br /&gt;Although they looked 200% like NS men.&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mohs taught me how to dance to R&amp;B music.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It was all in great fun and humour.&lt;br /&gt;We ditched the &lt;strong&gt;boys&lt;/strong&gt; and moved on to some other places when I felt uncomfortable that they were being too touchy.&lt;br /&gt;Something happened that night but I promised E to keep it between only us so there's that.&lt;br /&gt;I did not cheat on Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Know what, it really is a thin line between cheating and not.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, from that, I learnt how much I love sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;He was with me the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the physical sense but he was constantly in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Had a shot and a jar of vodka and some chivas and got a blardy bad hangover yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;God. I swear I'm not getting any alcohol into me for the next 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V got mad at E and I felt really guilty.&lt;br /&gt;I thought what I did was right but I got her into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all is resolved though it will be wierd for me to see them both in the office.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand why colleagues and superiors can never be friends.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;And for the 101 millionth time, sweetie is the best bf in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go get my work done now.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Apr to be over.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All it takes for me to smile is when...&lt;br /&gt;I see his crinkles at the side of his eyes when he lights up with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. You have no idea how much you made me love this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do swear that I’ll aways be there. &lt;br /&gt;I’d give anything and everything and I will always care. &lt;br /&gt;Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow, for better or worse, I will love you with every beat of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment life has begun &lt;br /&gt;From this moment you are the one &lt;br /&gt;Right beside you is where I belong &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I have been blessed &lt;br /&gt;I live only for your happiness &lt;br /&gt;And for your love I’d give my last breath &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart &lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait to live my life with you, can’t wait to start &lt;br /&gt;You and I will never be apart &lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this &lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn’t give &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the reason I believe in love &lt;br /&gt;And you’re the answer to my prayers from up above &lt;br /&gt;All we need is just the two of us &lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this &lt;br /&gt;From this moment &lt;br /&gt;I will love you as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-4886177867582442832?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-605167356443984316</id><published>2008-04-04T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:22:56.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>3 years of hardwork, 1 minute of fame...&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor of Science in Business (BSC Business), University of London, Bachelor of Science, With Second Class Honours (Upper Division)...&lt;br /&gt;Hours of hardwork, moments of frustrations, impulses of giving it all up...NO MORE!&lt;br /&gt;Convocation Ceremony 2008!&lt;br /&gt;I've finally gotten the chance to wear the convocation gown and cap...&lt;br /&gt;All has paid off.&lt;br /&gt;At last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie took time off from class despite his approaching exams to witness the ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;Auntie SY and my favourite aunt took time off from work to attend my convocation...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy dearest of course has no choice but to be there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me was besides Es, Sam, Hry, Pgy, Wj and J turned up from work despite their busy schedules...&lt;br /&gt;And they got me and Js flowersss!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lilies for me and sunflowers for Js.&lt;br /&gt;Both our favourite flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Was a little overwhelmed to see them there but was really really really happy to see them.&lt;br /&gt;And it is like moments like these when I know I've gotten myself great friends from work and great bosses who are really nice people. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie, my sweetie got me the graduation bear...&lt;br /&gt;I thought he has forgotten about the bear since I last mentioned it a year ago when I was still studying...&lt;br /&gt;The sweet professor suit forever friends bearrr.&lt;br /&gt;It was a really nice surprise since he hid it in his bag and I wasn't expecting to get that...&lt;br /&gt;Js, my best bud in the team at work fell in love with the bear too and she gave the bf or rather her fiance, a hard time for not getting her anything...&lt;br /&gt;But in all, it was just fun and tease and nothing threathening to their loving relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos to share...&lt;br /&gt;Beware of photo overload...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01502.jpg" height = "300" width = "220"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01485.jpg" height = "250" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01486.jpg" height = "400" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01491.jpg" height = "300" width = "220"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01490.jpg" height = "300" width = "220"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of my life, my best friend, my soul mate, my boyfriend, my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01483.jpg" height = "250" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best team-mate and my beloved mentor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01499.jpg" height = "250" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People whom I'll miss terribly if I ever leave the company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01496.jpg" height = "250" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost a year since my last paper...&lt;br /&gt;It has also been almost a year since I'm with this company...&lt;br /&gt;To go or to stay...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well...whatever it is, it has got to wait until after this month.&lt;br /&gt;I see busy days ahead with Ministerial level of event and PM Lee's at month end.&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Time to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Been up since early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;*Yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie, certainly is sweet and he lives up to his name. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know how is it possible or why is it possible that...&lt;br /&gt;Just by staring at your face, my heart swells up with love for you so much that it hurts...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-605167356443984316?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/605167356443984316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=605167356443984316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/605167356443984316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/605167356443984316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/04/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3907493953744501303</id><published>2008-04-02T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:03:00.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Is Happy</title><content type='html'>I Is Happy.&lt;br /&gt;I Is Stress.&lt;br /&gt;I Is vEry HaPPy.&lt;br /&gt;I is VeRy StrEss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was about to blog by lying comfortably against my pillow...&lt;br /&gt;I realised there was something hard underneath my blanket...&lt;br /&gt;A box.&lt;br /&gt;Blue colour box.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie being sweetie definitely lives up to his name.&lt;br /&gt;24 origamied roses.&lt;br /&gt;It looks complicated.&lt;br /&gt;24 roses = Thinking of you 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;My god.&lt;br /&gt;Was caught by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Very cliche, very mushy but I is like it alot.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;I thought when he said to look under the blanket, it would be an april's fool joke.&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;That was totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;I is still smiling myself silly.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog to complain about work but now, I is very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will sleep sweetly and soundly tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will conquer the rest of the outstanding work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3907493953744501303?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3907493953744501303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3907493953744501303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3907493953744501303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3907493953744501303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-is-happy.html' title='I Is Happy'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3979639428015861232</id><published>2008-03-30T09:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:17:35.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/03 with Great Success!</title><content type='html'>I is happy.&lt;br /&gt;I is very very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Granny must be watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of satisfaction when the whole event is being carried through successfully, without any hitch or unexpected hiccups, with your nasty clients offering you a handshake at the end of the day and give you the thumbs up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course with all these, there is a price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late nights where you get 4 or 5 hours of sleep each day that starts from 3 weeks before the actual event, the skipped lunches and late dinners at 12 am, the nasty clients demands and the hard to deal with vendors, the bosses with temperaments, your team mates leaving you to struggle alone because they each have their own projects, no time to spend with your family or loved ones and my constant abuse to my bf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't blardy make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sense of satisfaction, I know, is not something that other jobs will be able to give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, I'm creating something out of nothing and we talk about hundreds of thousands.&lt;br /&gt;Being in administrative roles will never bring me these.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm mentally exhausted and physically tired before each and every of my event.&lt;br /&gt;An event manager, my title, definetely served it's purpose yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The giving out of name cards to other unknown parties who said this was a well-organized event brought me to the peak of my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to give it up, would I be giving up part of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to decide to stay or to leave by June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie gave me a one year trial in the events industry to see if this was really what I wanted to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the blink of an eye, the one year is ending in 2 months time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more things to learn, many more events to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, will I be able to take it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body, my mind, and my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have regrets like what I already have for not being around when my dad needed me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all questions unanswered by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that came out of all these was knowing that &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; is a true supporter by me all these while...&lt;br /&gt;He came on site to help me without question when I gave him a sudden call despite his busy study schedule...&lt;br /&gt;He came on site to wait for me to finish my event so that he can bring the tired me back home...&lt;br /&gt;He is self-sacrificing and I'm not sure if others would be able to behave like this.&lt;br /&gt;Even my china workers assured me that I've found the right man...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I'm lucky.&lt;br /&gt;If I haven't got the best things in any other areas, to me, I've got the best boyfriend in entirety.&lt;br /&gt;That is something that I would sincerely thank God for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to party!&lt;br /&gt;April 08 is a month that I need to conquer!&lt;br /&gt;Three events, and one with PM Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with Prime Minister Office next Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Very excited.&lt;br /&gt;Very very excited.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My words hurt him a thousand times and despite that, he without complains continue to be the support in my life.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice surprise to see him with my favourite author's new publication in his hands yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;An argument the night before led me into believing that he will not be there.&lt;br /&gt;Like each and every time, he never fails to surprise me with his actions.&lt;br /&gt;The smile across my face was there because of his sincerity and his love for me.&lt;br /&gt;A tired day ended with dinner at 9pm and was trying hard to keep myself awake across the dinner table..&lt;br /&gt;Got tucked in bed before midnight, coma-ed into deep sleep, and I can't remember when he left my place...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning feeling that I'm on top of the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;It is a beautiful day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3979639428015861232?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3979639428015861232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3979639428015861232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3979639428015861232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3979639428015861232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/03/2903-with-great-success.html' title='29/03 with Great Success!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-7485409758200550077</id><published>2008-03-23T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T10:14:47.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter and Tears</title><content type='html'>I spent all $500 bucks that my boss's gave me for clothing allowance.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You got it right the first time. Clothing allowance.&lt;br /&gt;He wants us to improve on the way we carry ourselves and hmm..it's a form of reward to us for our hardwork I guess...&lt;br /&gt;WJ and I both got the cheque last Wed and happy to say, I've finished splurging on mine yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine waltzing into just 2 stores to have only bought 8 pieces of clothes for this amount.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Was fun though with sweetie as my fashion consultant.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally gotten some powersuits (Corporate Execs) and some playful clothes (Creative And Marketing Exec).&lt;br /&gt;One salary = Multiple roles&lt;br /&gt;Well, shopping is certainly fun when you are not using your own money.&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I'm going to get a hair cut and dye.&lt;br /&gt;HaHa.&lt;br /&gt;Am loving my new clothes but am so not going to wear them till next week.&lt;br /&gt;This week, I will still look like a mad woman hurrying my set-up and looking like a torn and tattered person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to CH to shop and then to MS for movie and food.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie wanted to bring me to this Japanese Marche but it was so crowded and the queue was so long that we promptly headed to the Hong Kong Cafe Restaurant...&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with maggie mee..(the luncheon meat too tempting lah!)&lt;br /&gt;and he had this spaghetti (a lil' too herby for me)&lt;br /&gt;Dim sum was good..&lt;br /&gt;Yuen Yueng was also good...&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Horton.&lt;br /&gt;Had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Was shivering in the theatre though.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;A person is a person no matter how small.&lt;br /&gt;Nice content to this movie.&lt;br /&gt;Something light to make me happier.&lt;br /&gt;Been having insomnia these few days due to the upcoming event.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for this Saturday to be over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so looking forward to the convocation.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;It so happens that J and I convo on the same day too..&lt;br /&gt;After that go back ofc?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;And the bosses may be coming down..&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;Going for gown fitting soon.&lt;br /&gt;On wed...&lt;br /&gt;So excitinggggg.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me tripping over my own gown.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks our 4 years 5 monthsary.&lt;br /&gt;53rd Monthsary.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tears.&lt;br /&gt;The pain.&lt;br /&gt;The heart.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I cried like an animal in pain.&lt;br /&gt;The animal howl.&lt;br /&gt;The clenching and unclenching of one's heart and hands.&lt;br /&gt;It always feels better the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;I can only be me in front of sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;For that, I'm thankful that he has seen and understood me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;The facade can only be removed when we are alone.&lt;br /&gt;No longer pretentious and subjecting myself to vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for his hushes and his encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;Crying never felt so good before.&lt;br /&gt;Even with tears and mucus all over my face, he still kisses me alright and okay.&lt;br /&gt;I now know why I refuse to leave the job albeit the stress and the time involved.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I no longer have the luxury of time to dwell on these matters.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I love staying in the office till late each day (of course, not like I've got a choice).&lt;br /&gt;It has been 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;When will the pain stop hitting me like a tornado each time I think of daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Bring my tears away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-7485409758200550077?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3238598660219025694</id><published>2008-03-16T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T12:24:50.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heavy Heart</title><content type='html'>My title for today's blog is....A Heavy Heart.&lt;br /&gt;In every aspect of it, my heart has been heavy with a couple of things since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jeff Chang's concert...&lt;br /&gt;The songs are so familiar that it brought me close to tears...&lt;br /&gt;Stirred back some deep memories that I've kept deep within me for so long...&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie was being a good sport by joining me for this concert...&lt;br /&gt;I know that chinese songs to him are no different from listening to indian/greek songs...&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad he like the whole sound arrangement, orchestra and even the stage effects.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way this concert was choreographed...&lt;br /&gt;Very oriental, very soothing, very Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;He said something towards the end of the concert that made alot of people laugh...during the encore part that is...&lt;br /&gt;'Ni men den dao biao yan yao jie shu cai HIGH qi lai ah!'&lt;br /&gt;That shows how conservative Singaporeans are.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone only started rushing to the stage during the encore part...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Director was nice enough to give me a ride back with sweetie....&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I had my no. 123443567 birthday surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss and PD gave me this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/cartier.jpg" height = "100" width = "300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/CDeCartier.jpg" height ="350" width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first gold pen...&lt;br /&gt;I was a little overwhelmed by the gift.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie said it's about $300 - $400 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;Went online to check and it was about the same range...&lt;br /&gt;Gold Rose Pen with the Double C cartier design.&lt;br /&gt;Very exquisite.&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked by their generosity...&lt;br /&gt;Then again sweetie said..I have a worth of $200K projects for the past 9 mths...so this is something I deserved...&lt;br /&gt;BUT..I still think they are really nice to me and I've really got to learn to be more appreciative...&lt;br /&gt;Very spoilt by them now with gifts like that...&lt;br /&gt;Heart is so heavy with even larger expectations and responsibilities...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;9am, 2pm, 4.30pm got meetings.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Increased amt of responsibilities immediately.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;No mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And all I can think about is you. The way you say you love me too, and everytime I close my eyes I see your face. My love can never be erased and you can never be replaced.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it the way I did what I did.&lt;br /&gt;My words sting.&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;You carrying me onto the bed despite your own tears.&lt;br /&gt;You telling me how much you love me still.&lt;br /&gt;You telling me that you love me for who I am and asked if I did too.&lt;br /&gt;My throat feels constricted with tears and guilt.&lt;br /&gt;But I can never be someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;As always.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3238598660219025694?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3238598660219025694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3238598660219025694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3238598660219025694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3238598660219025694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/03/heavy-heart.html' title='A Heavy Heart'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3729306025146352497</id><published>2008-03-11T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:54:37.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>I'm a quarter of a century old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/BirthdayCollage.jpg"  height = "300" width = "360"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG Flyer at 7.18pm - Sweetie selected the ride based on the time of sunset.&lt;br /&gt;It was a sweet, sweet ride.&lt;br /&gt;On the top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;The transition between the evening scene to the night lights was a mesmerizing view.&lt;br /&gt;A recommended ride for couples.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm quite sure many would find it boring despite the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had crab feast at my favourite hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago, I was brought there for my private 21st birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Four years later, I was there too.&lt;br /&gt;21 years old represents the embarking of a young adult life.&lt;br /&gt;At 25, it simply means moving on to the next stage in life.&lt;br /&gt;A full circle as he puts it and that was also the reason why we had dinner there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolled down the riverside after dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Because of work and his exams the next day...&lt;br /&gt;I had to call it an early night.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, he still spent this special day with me right till it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a major, major decision also.&lt;br /&gt;Will be embarking in the next phase of my life pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;Till his exams are over and research is being done, we will probably be getting ready to move into another entire new level of our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about it makes me nervous already. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day at work today cos' nasty client is not around.&lt;br /&gt;My banners will be up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for March 29 to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I can breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/DSC01458.jpg" height = "200" width = "150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A gold heart with intricate designs.&lt;br /&gt;A heart that keeps me sane and reassures me that I'm loved, and still being love every single day.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I hold it in my hands, my heart feels warmer, my day brighter.&lt;br /&gt;A simple birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Along with 99 cranes.&lt;br /&gt;1 full circle so he says.&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, on his birthday, I gave him that.&lt;br /&gt;4 years later, my best friend, boyfriend, soulmate and lover gave them back to me..with his own heart and soul in them.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;A much blessed birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, my heart is unable to contain all my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Too much weight.&lt;br /&gt;Too full to bear.&lt;br /&gt;That's just about how much I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3729306025146352497?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/3729306025146352497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=3729306025146352497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3729306025146352497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/3729306025146352497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-birthday_11.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-5764604113543069691</id><published>2008-03-10T08:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:52:45.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>My Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;HapPy biRthDaY to Me.&lt;br /&gt;On leave.&lt;br /&gt;I had the happiest Sunday in a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;So excited.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new dress.&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;2 tops.&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Poohie loves my new dress.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing it later.&lt;br /&gt;Excited.&lt;br /&gt;I already know where I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;And it was really sweet of him to pick out the flyer ride for the evening sunset.&lt;br /&gt;7.18pm&lt;br /&gt;He checked.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just pray it doesn't rain.&lt;br /&gt;Seafood dinner at the hotel where he brought me to for my 21st birthday private dinner.&lt;br /&gt;He says it's a reminder of how it was just like yesterday where we got together.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a happy girl today despite everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Time to bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Poohie and Chun for the high-tech 4GB thumb...It is really cool can..and there is blue light when it is plucked into the comp...I desperately needed a new thumb and ta daa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my dear friends/cuzzies/aunts/uncles/bosses/colleagues for the birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;At last I know I'm well loved by many.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, thank mum for getting that pretty purple phone for me..Once a samsung owner, always a samsung owner.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-5764604113543069691?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/5764604113543069691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=5764604113543069691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/5764604113543069691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Leap Years.&lt;br /&gt;Cinema was filled on Feb 29th cos' of this show.&lt;br /&gt;After which promptly, I don't think it will be a blockbuster movie either.&lt;br /&gt;A little draggy.&lt;br /&gt;The content was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Heard it was from Dr Catherine Lim's book or was it Amy Tan..Can't remember..Think it is the former.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie picked me up from work after his endless day of studying and my endless day of meetings.&lt;br /&gt;I simply love Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a full day of driving lesson yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Cleard my FTE and going for FTT on March 29th!!&lt;br /&gt;Than if all goes well, I will be able to get a test date and will start booking more prac lessons!!&lt;br /&gt;Got my PDL after deliberating for quite some weeks cos' I've got natural fear of the roads.&lt;br /&gt;Went out on the roads (finallY!) yesterday and boy were my palms sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;Instructor said I was good even though I didn't drive for close to a month already.&lt;br /&gt;=DDD~&lt;br /&gt;Went to Novena's new mall after that and had good authentic Korean food at the family restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Really refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;The owners are Korean and the chefs were too.&lt;br /&gt;Their side dishes came in tiny portions and were really good.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't fancy is Korean Ginseng.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;I think I simply don't like Ginseng at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be a quarter century old soon.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel that old yet cos' I can't see any wrinkles at the moment. =X&lt;br /&gt;Excited though cos' will go on the flyer.&lt;br /&gt;Can't celebrate this year cos' of daddy but then again, he promised me a great time.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Also, convo is on 4th of April and I can't wait for the day to come.&lt;br /&gt;But before, I've got to clear 6th of March, 17th of March and 29th of March.&lt;br /&gt;Three events in a month makes me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new job, like really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working from home today.&lt;br /&gt;Proposal tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;o.O''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is a mortal crime to love you so much because I will cease to exist the day you stop loving me. That amounts to first degree murder, my love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1411412664532774451?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1411412664532774451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1411412664532774451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1411412664532774451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1411412664532774451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/03/lullaby.html' title='Night'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-3707227835704185409</id><published>2008-02-28T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:12:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心好痛</title><content type='html'>心好痛，一阵一阵刺着的痛。&lt;br /&gt;心里的悲痛真的好难受。&lt;br /&gt;泪水，强忍已久的泪水。&lt;br /&gt;在漆黑的夜里，我感到好孤独。&lt;br /&gt;今天收到了一封信，一封让我想起爸爸的信。&lt;br /&gt;突然之间，这份影藏在心里的悲伤压得我喘不过气。&lt;br /&gt;好辛苦，真的好辛苦。&lt;br /&gt;2月29日即将来临。&lt;br /&gt;4 年一次的一天。&lt;br /&gt;好多人都说这是特别的一天。&lt;br /&gt;4 年一次。&lt;br /&gt;我知道了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-3707227835704185409?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-6761526406276475404</id><published>2008-02-24T15:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:24:45.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感触良多</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:grey; font-size: 10pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道为什么今天感触良多，就是好想用被遗失已久的母语写起一篇心里的文章来。&lt;br /&gt;晴，妈妈说我名字取了个晴字就是希望我的心情会像晴朗的天空一般，不被乌云遮住， 天天活得开开心心的，但是现在仅不是如此。&lt;br /&gt;工作的压力好大啊，这又有谁知？&lt;br /&gt;好想找一份能让我开心也能够添饱肚子的工作， 可这真是有点困难。&lt;br /&gt;在这里工作也有8个月了，可是逐渐的，我已不像从前一样快乐。&lt;br /&gt;好想念读书的时光，和好朋友相聚在一起的时光， 那悠闲自在的时光。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很快的就即将参加毕业典礼了。&lt;br /&gt;可惜爸爸和婆婆都没能够等到这一天，没能够亲眼目睹我带上方帽。&lt;br /&gt;希望他们在天上能看得到，并以我为荣，脸上带着那灿烂的笑容。&lt;br /&gt;妈妈和阿姨大概都会出席典礼吧，深爱着我的他也一定会。&lt;br /&gt;这条路走来还真不容易， 而这天终于让我等到了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的天空乌云密布，就好比我的心情一样。&lt;br /&gt;想到明天即将来临，我的心就好比一艘翻了的船只，沉没下去。&lt;br /&gt;好多东西等待我去做但我就是力不从心。&lt;br /&gt;成长的岁月中，我似乎失去了笑容。&lt;br /&gt;追求完美的我也好像被一股无形的压力压得透不过气。&lt;br /&gt;就好想放开一切啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是对他就是那么的不舍，那么的不忍心。&lt;br /&gt;况且，他对我的爱正支撑着我，鼓励着我， 守护着我。&lt;br /&gt;我必须好好的守护着这刻骨铭心的爱情啊。&lt;br /&gt;一定要。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望我身边的人都能活得开开心心的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S 好久没用华文操笔了，如有用字不恰的地方， 请多多包含！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;应该不会太糟糕吧，好比我是'O'水准的A1母语学生。&lt;br /&gt;哈。这还真是好久以前的事了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-6761526406276475404?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/6761526406276475404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=6761526406276475404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6761526406276475404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/6761526406276475404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='感触良多'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638162.post-1093595549043395675</id><published>2008-02-24T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:26:26.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airshow 2008</title><content type='html'>My breasts are burnt.&lt;br /&gt;Roasted.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;My bf suggested that I started my blog entry this way.&lt;br /&gt;So..With his approval of course!&lt;br /&gt;They are not burnt.&lt;br /&gt;Tanned.&lt;br /&gt;Very tanned.&lt;br /&gt;I turned lobster red at the Airshow yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;My god.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I would get that red...&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie says cos' my skin is fair based thus the quick burnt.&lt;br /&gt;It is a miracle I do not smell the chao da smell..&lt;br /&gt;MUaHAha....&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to J, I got my tix at less than 10 bucks each and a special pass which allows me to cut queue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home early in the morning to avoid the queue and took a cab all the way into the exhibition area which costed me $25 bucks...&lt;br /&gt;Well, we wanted to take the shuttle initially but J who was already there warned me against doing that cos of the super long queue and it was only 9.30am when she msged me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was terribly sick with flu and cough and a slight fever and all but was still determined to make it to the show.......&lt;br /&gt;My god...&lt;br /&gt;The queue of cars into the area was horrible but the taxi uncle was kind enough not to continue charging us for the cab fair when it hit $25 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor sweetie also caught the flu bug from me and he started sneezing...&lt;br /&gt;Went around looking at the helicopters, the planes, the exhibition hall...&lt;br /&gt;A380 was hugeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when I will be able to take that plane...&lt;br /&gt;*Saves money and cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was reported that about 40 000 people visited the fair but I must say it was relatively huge enough to accomodate more than that amount cos' we had no difficulty finding a good spot to view the aerobatics performance...&lt;br /&gt;The Black Knights...Such a cool name...&lt;br /&gt;The commentaries for this segment was really funny and they tried to form a heart shape with a cupid's arrow for the watching audience...&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Can almost see the full heart but cos of the cloud cover...it was quite indistinct...&lt;br /&gt;The Roulettes for the last performance was also as good as the Black Knights...&lt;br /&gt;The mid-performances made me bored though but when the A380 flew above us..&lt;br /&gt;I was like...Waaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;And sweetie promptly destroyed all my dreams and hopes of getting into one by reminding me that a flight cost me my annual salary...HaHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the place was ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;The queuing system sucks.&lt;br /&gt;The China people pushed and pushed and jumped queue at the Taxi area..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a $8 imposition of surcharge once you enter the cab...&lt;br /&gt;My smart bf decided to buy the $5 shuttle bus tix to Pan Pac Hotel instead cos queue was the shortest and to have a late lunch there...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I am an impatient girl.&lt;br /&gt;Pooh was kind enough to msg me to ask me to be patient...she knows me too well..&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry and tired and hot which makes me an unreasonable girl...&lt;br /&gt;Started whining and tugging his sleeves and biting and pinching him till the air-conditioned coach arrives and I thought I was in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the rest of the madness mob still waiting for their respective transport..&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was really lucky...&lt;br /&gt;Ended up having vietnamese food and I thought it was an excellent choice by sweetie cos we both were sick and it was soupy and well, it was good planning on his part...&lt;br /&gt;Got home at about 5pm and bathed and I fell asleep on him...&lt;br /&gt;Snooze till abt 8 before we woke up for dinner prepared by mummy...&lt;br /&gt;Pig trotters, soup, fish, otak, veg..&lt;br /&gt;So many dishes...&lt;br /&gt;She was so kind not to wake us up earlier knowing that poor me was sick and so is he...&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go back ofc to clear my work today but I decided not to..&lt;br /&gt;TOO TIRED LAH.&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Got to go eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 52nd Anniversary Sweetie..&lt;br /&gt;May there be lots more to come~&lt;br /&gt;MuACks.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you as much as I did before even though now you are older, more wrinkly, flabbier and balding..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;KIDN'.&lt;br /&gt;Luv. Muah. Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/iceangel1023/Collage-Airshow_1.jpg" width = "420" height = "420"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a silly test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 8pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality is Very Rare (INFP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is dreamy, romantic, elegant, and expressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 5% of all people have your personality, including 6% of all women and 4% of all men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638162-1093595549043395675?l=bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/feeds/1093595549043395675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638162&amp;postID=1093595549043395675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1093595549043395675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638162/posts/default/1093595549043395675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacon-n-sugar.blogspot.com/2008/02/airshow-2008.html' title='Airshow 2008'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14898890966054223304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
