tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54125962012-02-17T02:17:36.226+08:00“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away”maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.comBlogger1711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-17787323065425306602011-05-08T16:57:00.003+08:002011-05-08T17:17:41.047+08:00

In the wake of the elections, the PAP won back their seats and lost a Foreign Minister. And despite their win, we must recognize that it is the first time in 20 years they are challenged; an almost islandwide contest from the oppositions. It is also clear that for once in the political history of Singapore, we see at least half of residents voting for oppositions. From this, the message is clear,

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“You are now at a crossroads. This is your opportunity to make the most important decision you will ever make. Forget your past. Who are you now? Who have you decided you really are now? Don't think about who you have been. Who are you now? Who have you decided to become? Make this decision consciously. Make it carefully. Make it powerfully.” - Anthony Robbins For almost two years, I have been

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I think mothers should be people who take away your pain, who hold you and tell you that everything's going to be okay, and that it okay to be afraid but hurting others will not take away your pain. My mother on the other hand, demonstrated something that I will never forget and will not easily forgive her for. It was probably the same thing that left a scar on my right index finger that is still

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At the dawn of 2011, I was not home, drunk and alone. I did not have the wonder woman on my mind. I woke up beside my girlfriend, basking in afterglow. That morning, was probably the best I've ever had.Life has been better since, although some things remain unchanged; I'm still wandering from place to place, looking for that job where I belong. But that's not the point today. Today it about Jo,

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On my 25th year, just nearing my 26th birthday; I've finally managed to break a vicious cycle I've been going through for the past few years. I have my girlfriend to thank for everything, not just for her presence but for her constant moral support and her patience with me.I'm slowly and steadily getting back on my feet, that being said I think I should bestow a final gift to a certain someone

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After a very long meeting with a rather enthusiastic consultant from Great Eastern, I was once again reminded of my financial commitments; which I've neglected the entire year. I should therefore by next year have a grip on my priorities, because I owe a responsibility not just to my own family but to the girlfriend whom I want to provide for and assure that she can have a peaceful and secured

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I'm really grateful that you've been with me throughout this long transition period.. though sometimes I keep mum about things. Jo, I love you ever more and I'd repay you for it once I'm back on my feet.

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Some of the 'first times' with Jo I don't ever want to forget;The first time having someone to talk to late into the night on the phone, while I was in reservist.Her first time at the Beach Road army market with me.The first time a girl picked out 3 new shirts for me, two purple and one brown tee.The first time a girl peeled prawns for me.. and put it on my plate. We were having steamboat at

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"As we all know, life is no bed of roses. Everyone got their own story. We went through same shit differently. We often put on a mask and pretend nothing happened but deep inside we are crying. Life is so fragile. Today i might be standing here talking to you but i might be gone tomorrow and once gone is gone. We only have one life to live. One life.. just one.. the question which everyone

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IntroductionThis story is inspired by real life experiences and is partly fictional. Which part of it is fictional? Well, I'd leave it to the audiences to decide. It is also my first time writing romance, I do not know how welcoming it will be but should the majority voice their support I will continue to donate stories, and hopefully somewhere along the way meet other writers, in which case

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Holding her hands, Mark poured out his emotions, "it scary, I know..but I'm scared too.""I remember sitting there with you just now, at the bench when we were drinking and you said it best we remain friends." Said Mark."But I don't want to, because I really love you and I wouldn't forgive myself if I just say yes. Jasmine, look at me."Mark begged, desperate. He then took Jasmine's hand and put

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Mark sat at the chair in the living room as Madam Chong made a cup of hot coffee for him. "You are Jasmine's colleague huh?""Yes auntie, we work together.""You look familiar, have I seen you before?""Erm... yes I think it was a few months ago.""Oh, no wonder." said Madam Chong, "so how is work?"."It, okay. Not too bad but we're quite short handed now." replied Mark as he took a sip of the warm

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Writer's Note: I apologise for the late update as I have been getting caught up by work. The graveyard shifts prove to be a killer, but anyway here's a continuation of Act iii.For a while Mark found himself in a daze, hit by a sense of paranoia."Ah Mark, if you miss your girlfriend then call her lah! No need keep looking at your phone one." teased Chris, his head chef."Aiyah people don't want

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Jasmine sighed, disappointed by Mark's decision to leave. The restaurant was already falling apart, and Mark's eventual department would only bring additional pressure."While you and Derrick had your holidays, I haven't even taken one for the past few months!" Jasmine lamented as she set the pot into the sink and turned the tap."I will be back whenever I can to help out I promise." Mark said,

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My mom just came back from a holiday in Vietnam and she bought me two Adidas shirts...... authentic and genuine upon my inspection.The only thing was, when I looked at the label I found this, "MADE IN SINGAPORE". I almost laughed my head off, and I said, "ma, you went to Vietnam and bought stuff from Singapore arh?""Huh? Made in Singapore? Where?""Dere~ the label there see?""Cannot see lah..

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The journey so far has been perilous. The moment I decided on a career switch my life has been plagued with problems, both financially and psychologically. My motives for living a different life has been questioned and met with challenges.If there is anything I believe in right now, it is about doing everything and looking at life in a completely different perspective. I am afterall no longer the

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I'm back at the starting point, where my life turned around at the age of 18. And here I am, where it all begun 7 years ago..The truth is, I aspired to become a chef because of this place, or rather; one person. I'm not going to narrate the whole story all over again. I'm re-evaluating my life and taking a different route this time.I met the mom, Mrs.Chua as I was standing outside watching the

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I'm scrapping all my plans and starting anew. Stop making myself feel sorry, stop living my life for some woman.. I will take a month's break after Tooti is closed, then it time to throw myself back in hell.The ex-girlfriend is seeing someone else. I've nothing else left to hope for, it hurts but I'm moving on.

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I realised I still love the ex-girlfriend when I met her again last night. Maybe she has some sort of hold over me or maybe it was just me, either ways I felt nothing but an uncanny connection between us. Half of me is convinced we belong together while the other half of me decides I might be delusional. Maybe, we met at the wrong time?I was hit by a sense of jealousy when I thought of her going

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This year, I began the first few hours of 2010 in an unfamiliar place with people I barely know, downing glass after glass of booze. I miss Kericia.. and I think she must have felt rather uneasy spending the first day of the year in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar folks. A refreshing start nonetheless, I guess the both of us actually need a change in our lives.I got to know uncle Steven and

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獨送昏暗莫離的風回憶裡被愛那股激動天色好紅溫柔好濃在胸口浮現你的臉容一起活在這城市迷宮提起你名字心還跳動卻沒重逢只留下碰卻又不敢碰的那種激動也許我們當時年紀真的太小從那懵懵懂懂 走進各自天空該怎麼說 讓彼此選擇但思念還轉動不能握的手從此匿名的朋友其實我的執著依然執著與你無關淚自行吸收不能握的手卻比親人更親厚當所有如果都沒有如果只有失去的溫柔 最溫柔當又一次美夢落空回憶裡被愛那股激動天色好紅溫柔好濃在胸口浮現你的臉容也許我們當時年紀真的太小從那懵懵懂懂 走進各自天空那是什麼 讓彼此選擇又不僅是尊重不能握的手從此匿名的朋友其實我的執著依然執著與你無關淚自行吸收不能握的手卻比親人更親厚當所有如果都沒有如果只有失去的溫柔 最溫柔不能握的手從此匿名的朋友其實我的執著 依然執著卻決心和你不再聯絡不能握的手卻比愛人更長久當所有如果都沒有如果只有失去的擁有 最永久

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I made one last trip down to visit Kericia, having promised the kids I would not forget their Christmas presents a few months ago. Albeit feeling uneasy after not seeing her for almost 2 months, I picked up the courage to walk up to her door step.This time, she was with the boyfriend. Kericia and I had no more than twenty minutes' conversation before I forced myself to leave. She asked about the

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An impromptu Christmas card personally penned and hand-drawn by the ex-girlfriend.. on it was scribbed,"Christmas . . . . . meaning of it:Chocolatety,HopefulRidiculously cute... (i'm lying!)Ice creamieSteamingly hottie Tamed... by meMasculine... used toAmazingSweet What X'mas reminds me... of 'U' "I am no doubts appreciative of her efforts, she is afterall the only girl who has ever actually made

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The girlfriend(or ex for that matter) recently chanced upon a post on my Facebook, in which I expressed my intention to see Kericia again. Needless to say I incurred her wrath and we broke up. . . conveniently via SMS. Although I was disappointed with her attitude toward that issue I have to admit, I have been treating her rather unfairly.Knowing the ex, she's never going to listen to me so I

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Had a bizarre dream of waking up to find myself father to a 4 year old daughter, the mom an old former schoolmate who somehow managed to stand by me although I had completely no memory of the years we supposedly had together.

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"The truth is, everyone you meet will hurt you at one point or another. You just need to decide who is worth the pain."at this point in my life, she's the one.

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I am proud of my career and my job.. but with every achievement I never forget the sacrifices I made. I lost a potential relationship because I chose to step up my career.. I don't think she will ever understand what I tried to do for her. She never supported my decision nor gave me any blessings.If I could turn back time and made another choice, maybe I would've chosen to stay by her side. I

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"Whatever hit you hit you, if you survive after that then the rest(will be nothing to you)." - Clement Ronald Ng

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5. December 2006, 23:26 UhrEvery company faces the problem of people leaving the company for better pay or profile.Early this year, Mark, a senior software designer, got an offer from a prestigious international firm to work in its India operations developing specialized software. He was thrilled by the offer.He had heard a lot about the CEO. The salary was great. The company had all the right

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"There's no need to keep proving yourself to others. Just do what you do best, because if I have to prove the whole world wrong, everyone will be arguing with me." - Clement Ronald Ng

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I went down to Eden Sanctuary today and met Clement Ronald Ng, self-made chef and owner of the restaurant. As we sat down for my interview, I found out that my former classmate Maliwi was there during her apprenticeship a year ago. Small world, Clement knows Mark as well who in turn referred me to Eden Sanctuary. At the same time, the Academy is working to attach students over to the restaurant..

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I bumped into Kylie today while I was walking around Orchard Ion with Keith. For a while I couldn't believe my eyes and as she passed by I put a hand on her arm just before she got on the escalator. I took a quick glance at her hands as she turned around."Hey." She said, smiling."Just knocked off from work?" Kylie asked."Nah, I'm off today. So how you doing?" I said, happy to see her."I'm good,

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After consulting a fortune teller, I was given a revelation. For once in my life, I've come to terms with myself, I'm beginning to see how all the puzzle pieces fit together. . . most importantly, it all makes sense.For the sake of my future, my family and my career, to complete the final phase of my journey (and untold years of hardship) I've to forego an ordinary life and even give up loving

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Peter to daughter on the phone: "KTV is KTV, Kbox is Kbox! KTV are the ones with creatures wearing skirts, Kbox don't have."

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Disclaimer: THE PERSON(S) AND EVENTS IN THIS WORK ARE FICTIOUS. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.She parties every night of her life, downing glass after glass of tequila shots and spirit, dancing away in estacy with her "sisters". In exchange for what would be a short term happiness and in hopes of perhaps finding her one true Prince Charming somewhere out

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Apparently a friend of mine decided to(or not to) invite me for her wedding, mischievously suggesting that on her wedding day, I would propose to this certain girl possibly adding a double dose of drama and shock upon that auspicious day.I later on found the joke simply hilarious (and *ahem!* strangely inspiring).

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Eckel Sara , Forbes.comTuesday, 21 July 2009Bad Moods At WorkHaving a positive attitude, even striving for cheerful, in the workplace isn't always easy. Pat Heim recalls a conference room confrontation between two men that had the executives shouting over each other and pounding their fists on the table. Heim was one of the uncomfortable bystanders and, for her, it was an object lesson in how

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DISCLAIMER: The opinions expressed are solely of my own and do not represent any other individuals. These are purely my personal thoughts, all of which will eventually be archived. Any occurring disputes will not be entertained nor challenged. To my dearest baby sister,I am utterly disappointed with your recent performance at work and your poor attitude that has cost your colleagues inconvenience

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I've been having those long talks with Clive again lately. We exchanged opinions and I told him about my decisions to leave the team, in return he gave me a challenge to fulfill before I venture out; change everyone's perspective about me and prove my worth to the team.I'm taking his challenge seriously in effort to make a step up my career and personally, to win back Jasmine's trust and respect.

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I got back from my first reservist, all pumped up to go back to work. The next thing I know, the whole day goes down the dumps. I decided to throw a teflon pan away, for the fact that the teflon coating had worn off revealing the toxic surface.My boss enters, "what is this pan doing here?""I decided to throw it away because it no longer safe to use." I replied, expecting the boss to understand."

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My little sis came over to cook a few days ago, surprisingly whipped up a pretty neat dinner(not for us of course) for the boyfriend. I stood by the side to watch as she displayed her talents to her proud brother. At the end of the day, she prepared three dishes; Sambal Prawns, Baked Salmon Fillet in Oyster Sauce and Stir Fried Vegetables with Oyster Sauce. More pictures here. Wrapping up the

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I got called back for mobilisation today, an absolutely stupid and useless day just to inspect our field packs. Had to drag myself out of bed at 10 in the morning, pack everything, stuff it all into a duffel bag and then drag the whole thing downstairs to take a cab to camp. It funny by the way, I never forgot how to tie my boots.I reached the camp half an hour before the inspection and oh man

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Left: my attempt at creating the Cheeky Chick... a complete flop. Below: The eggs (body of a "Cheeky Chick") that Jasmine churned out with tender loving care. Above: The adorable finished Cheeky Chick, made lovingly by JasmineMoral of the story, it been proven I have clumsy hands. Delicate stuff just crumbles under my fingers. I guess women are designed for the intricate and cute stuff unlike

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A penny for a thought... I can't say I love being single but I've just discovered the magic of being a bachelor, and what's not to like about it right?I'm single, uncommitted. Sure I might not be getting any dates at all, but that also means I get to hang out with myself. I don't need to wait for anyone or compromise with anyone. I enjoy my own company, no arguements, no disagreements, no worries

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I have no idea who wrote this but I thought it was funny.

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"For in the way you judge, you will be judged; and by your standard of measure, it will be measured to you." - Matthew 7:2 (New American Standard Bible)

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Spent a day at Mark's house as chef for a day 2 weeks ago on a Labour Day. I planned the menu, he sponsored the cost of the dinner, CheeYong and Mark himself assisted and everyone else had fun!Photography courtesy of Mark Leong: Clockwise; Potato Leek Soup, Honey Glazed Chicken w/ Rosemary, Grapefruit and Honey Pears Mesclun Salad w/ Balsamic Vinegrette(courtesy of Mark), Aglio Olio In the

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My latest collection, a fully poseable 6" Wolverine figure!

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Working with "ah teongs" has it hilarious moments, although sometimes at it most annoying. Recently, this colleague of mine from China came into the kitchen to ask about some English word she heard, "just now an old lady touched my cheeks and said nicermee, what does that mean?" she said in Mandarin.Eric and I were dumbfounded. "What nicermee? There's no such word." Eric explained, half irritated

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I'm sorry I can no longer restrain myself. I keep having this unrepressable anger and hatred inside me.. the more I try to contain myself the worse it gets so I'm gonna let it all out. I can no longer be f**king bothered. The more I think about you everytime the more I start to hate you. I hate you for taking granted of me, I hate you for hurting me, I hate you I hate you and I hate you to bits.

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-68682979360232850462009-04-28T23:58:00.013+08:002009-05-09T02:35:37.761+08:00

Ultra Detail Figure - Metal Gear Solid 20th Anniversary: Snake(MGS4 Version)Found during my last retail therapy trip, I could not resist buying this baby off the shelves from Movie Replicas. This is Old Snake(from Metal Gear Solid 4), bought at an unbelievable S$89.00! Burnt a big hole in my wallet but it sure as hell rocks.Anyway, I met up with Mark again this week. Lawrence and I were invited

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Sadako decides to drop by in broad daylight. (No worries, that's really just my mischievous little sister)

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I've had a constant temptation to comment on the food hygiene of Singapore's F&B industry ever since the recent case of severe food poisoning. As a chef, I must say that it is tragic that hawkers and others alike lack either education or dedication to food, and most importantly their customers. I have myself seen chefs dip their spoons into the saucepan and into their mouths then back into the

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I finally met up with Jacqualine again last night at Timbre Substation along with her two fun loving friends XY(or so she calls herself) and Kevin, a fella who looks like a rendition of Gurmit Singh and a very youthful Lim Yu Beng, after a brief dinner with Mark at Sushi Don.Speaking of Sushi Don, Mark and I each had a Salmon Don, his being cooked and mine raw. The dish was served was the salmon

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I met up with Chris today to get him an advance birthday gift, and he took me to this shop and introduced me to a salesgirl whom upon first sight reminded me of someone. I felt a rather strange attraction to her before I realised that she looked exactly like my ex-girlfriend Michelle right down from top to bottom. She was literally an exact copy, except her name and her nationality. I was

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A beggar came to us in the middle of the supper today. For the first time in my life I felt helpless, despite my conscience knocking away at me furiously. In order to protect every one's interest and for fear of getting unnecessary participants into trouble I kept quiet, waiting for someone to respond. No one did.I've betrayed my principles and my mission in life, so from today on I swear to God

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What I assumed were mere rumours turned out to be for real. I'm supposed to be happy, but somehow there's a gut feeling it just another passing stage. Perhaps I've seen too much... I feel strangely however like it a burden off my shoulders. I finally have no needs to worry or care, at least not for her. The only fear I have is the aftermath, which may be of any consequences although it is no

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Cookbook Asia Signature Nasi Lemak with Lemak Curry Chicken Had lunch alone today at Heeren's after a bad afternoon at work. Went shopping at HMV and bought myself a headset before I saw a new signboard pointing to the basement. Interestingly, there is a restaurant called Cookbook Asia. Tiny place, just around 20 seaters or so with a simple menu. I sat down after much thought, considering that

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With the constant loneliness and some spare cash, I'm beginning to develop a craving for material possessions. Within the month, I've splurged on self-motivation books, mens' magazines, an MP3 player, PS2 games, clothes, electronic accessories and all just to amuse myself. Just hours ago, I bought comic books I've long wanted to collect since my childhood days... I'm spoiling myself silly and

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"You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love." Henry DrummondI was in the middle of something in the kitchen today when I overheard the brother's conversation with Winnie. I realised then he had broken up with his girlfriend not because of commitment phobia or some trivial issues but a

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I'm finally stuck, bored beyond wits on a Friday night. I simply miss the days when life was much more happening.... or do I really? I could be rewriting and editing some kiddy love letter for some friend's friend but I thought I'd skip that anyway.I've nothing left of my life, now that I've given up socialising and going on stupid blind dates. I'm beginning to envision my future as Bruce Wayne(

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Even though you're never... no, you're not going to read this but I thought I should thank you for the many things you did (which) you might not have noticed.Put it this way, I don't remember having someone caRe about me the way you did. You were the only gIrl who was really nice and attentive to me. I'm sure you'd forget me In a matter of years but I don't want to forget you so I'm locking down

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-5907413100185371402009-02-10T12:41:00.003+08:002009-02-10T12:46:09.307+08:00

I seem to preach Lawrence's philosophy alot these days - I quote from the man himself, "friends are people who add value to your life and people you can add value to." I'm convinced it makes sense, and it been tried and tested several times; can't be wrong.

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I was surprised to receive a message from somebody today, wishing me happy birthday when there was no apparent clue of how anyone would know of my birthday. The next thing I know, she came by and bought me a chocolate cake topped with my favourite candy along with a lit candle. During the busy hours and tons of unfinished work, this one brighten up my day the most, and of course not forgetting

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"People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered - love them anyway.Of you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior movtive - do good anyway.If you're successful, you'll win false friends and true enemies - succeed anyway.The good you do today will perhaps be forgotten tomorrow - do good anyway.Honesty and franknes make you vulnerable - be honest and frank anyway.The biggest man

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I'm done regretting. I will feel no remorse and will leave my deeds to be judged by higher forces.

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-23605976930583833242009-01-06T00:46:00.003+08:002009-01-06T01:17:25.781+08:00

*Names have been removed to protect identities*To a certain individual I am unable to name, whether or not you still patronise my Blog, I ask, NO. I REQUEST that you do not bring your nonsense to my workplace especially when I'm not around. By all means you may express your displeasure for me anytime AND anywhere but my workplace.Support me as a friend, sit as a customer and I assure you that you

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-18899886893761086142009-01-05T01:43:00.001+08:002009-01-05T03:05:27.193+08:00

I cremated the poor little fella who died a couple of nights ago, leaving his ashes where his body was burnt; not exactly a proper place but the best I could find.I pray that his soul rests now where there's mountain loads of sunflower seeds and other tasty tidbits. From today on, I will own no more hamsters, I'm a terrible owner.

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You know, the one thing about New Year's Resolution is that you never get it done, so from now on I'm never going to write another list of New Year's Resolution.I received a pretty late Christmas gift from a former staff today, nevertheless it was really nice. She even handed me a letter of some sort which read:"Dear Max,Hellos, Merry x'mas! sorry for giving the present late Hmm. thanks for

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Infront of Five Dime Restaurant, Taipei

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I was at the bus interchange on my way to work today when I bumped into my former Maths teacher Mr.Ng from Bukit Panjang Government High.We had a casual conversation, from my present career to the news of my school before Mr. Ng annouced simply out of the blue "I still you remember you, MX Li!" I was surprised, especially when I wasn't even his star student."So which year you graduated? Was it

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I finally made a trip back to the academy today to pick up my transcript. While waiting outside the office, Chef Mizuho passed by and grabbed my bag, mischievously sliding it off my arms. "Somebody would've just took your bag and ran off you know?""Hahah! Now why would someone want my bag for?" I said, fully confident that nothing would be worth taking from me. Meanwhile, I fidgeted around to

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说好了不回头不想承诺 缘份尽了你别过头 如果还有什么值得我逗留 我想是你爱过我 只是路无尽头都是路过 什么感受我能带走 眼泪可以不流心碎不能救 看我能否得自由当我松开你的手 一些风沙哽住眼眸 爱你最后一幕却模糊带过 不让疼痛有路追究 我不后悔我曾爱过 只是天涯从此寂寞 远去的渡口彼岸的灯火 人在河流只许漂泊 我不后悔被你爱过 只是不能爱到最后 短暂的幸福拥有就足够 只要舍得就会快乐会快乐

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-67640808326605710672008-11-17T05:47:00.015+08:002008-11-17T06:05:15.957+08:00

ONE pair of sandals for a pair of rodent companionsan act of love, a secret that will remain between us forever.A relationship that was never meant to bethus one that must cease.Remain best friends we will till the end of our lives,two friends yet many hearts.

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After a chain of events, I realised that my life has reached a turning point where my career and personal life revolves around the friends and people I meet. Each of them seem to play a keyrole in my journey of transition.While I feel sorry for losing a few friends, I am grateful for the remaining who proved to be worth keeping after some brief misunderstandings and disagreements. They came out

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-9725951138072942892008-11-15T20:54:00.001+08:002008-11-15T20:56:22.226+08:00

You are The DevilMateriality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is

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"Let's make love for ten thousand years!"

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x1aoq1's Entry of the Year - Voted by Yours Truly"Suddenly, my status all screwed up~LOLXiaolong is my official hubby.Pink is my lao gong.Im supposed to be HER Da Lao Po.Ivory is HER Xiao Lao Po.Max is also my lao gong.Im supposed to be HIS Da Lao Po.Pink is HIS Xiao Lao Po.LOL!!! Funny right?Totally screwed...Then again, Im Ivory GF.Ivory is my BF. WTF?Im protected by all of them...Haha!By the

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I've proven to myself thus far, that I'm capable of betraying my own principles, values and beliefs. I'm going to hell some day that's for sure. And guess what? I'm not just perverted, I'm obscene, vulgar and completely screwed up.

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“Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.” - Tennessee Williams This is to anyone who might be reading my blog, whether or not you're related to me. I apologise to any friend who may feel I'm treating you differently or becoming more distant. I'm beginning to filter people from my network, and that includes friends. I will eliminate people whom I fail

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-63222716269509021022008-11-01T15:36:00.006+08:002008-11-08T14:08:53.173+08:00

For some reason, I kept dreaming of Xiaoqi, sis and a pink pickup truck in a series of bizzare dreams. What - the - fuck.

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1) The person who tagged me:Sis, x1aoq1 and piNk2) Your relationship with him/her is:Brother, good friend and friend3) Your five impressions of him/her:1. fucked up2. hilarious3. paranoid4. full of attitude5. lovable4) The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you:wait out for hours to see me off work and go home with me.5) The most memorable thing that he/she had said to you:"What are

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I've made the decision to stay at Mogu Kitchen for a year, after a brief chat with Clive. I know a lot of people are going to ask me, why? I'm determined to give it a shot since I'm still young. I can afford to take risks and Clive's willing to give me a good training ground to strengthen my foundations and accquire valuable skills which will give me an edge in the near future when I move

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Sept 31st, The farewell ceremony and mini-graduation from At-Sunrice Our final refreshments at-Sunrice (left to right); fruit cake, chocolate mousse cake, strawberry tart, lemongrass tea The mischievous merlion, carved out of pumpkin and tapioca; courtesy of Chef Rapeepat Danny and Koryn a.k.a piNk @ Pioneer Mall, McDonald's Sis with Patch the bunny (picture courtesy of Xiaoqi) The chocolate

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Photography: Jacqualine and Lawrence That's me feeling a liiiittle extra . . . if you know what I mean Jacqualine on a.. rocking horse?? Left to right: Jacq's new boyfriend, Jacqualine, Mark and Michelle Jacq and Michelle cam-whoring again, awwwhhhh how lovely.. Jacq and the Boyfriend Mark and Michelle

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I went over to Koryn's place at Simei yesterday for KTV and mini party. I would say, it was awfully awkward. I owe my thanks to Koryn however because she gave me new experiences. Through Koryn, I've gotten to know auntie Christine and fellow chef Danny, boyfriend to Chevron, Koryn's future sister-in-law. The experience of being guest and also one evening only cook at Koryn's place; panic, nervous

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-295258840984436182008-10-26T19:43:00.006+08:002008-10-27T14:14:03.129+08:00

Finally recovered my lappie thanks to Xiaoqi, it like a month since I've blogged so, time for mass posting, starting from the first night I met Xiaoqi; now good friend and lesbian partner (just kidding), William and WeiYuan along with the sister.I graduated the same week (add sighs of relieve), my very last dishes done were nasi lemak with steamed codfish and stir fried belachan kangkong, the

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-51253248201304603402008-09-30T18:14:00.006+08:002008-09-30T19:42:56.950+08:00

Quote of the day : "Ku ku!" - piNk My adorable little sis trying out Xiaoqi's hatThe cute little kitty decided to keep us companyHad an impromptu outing last night at Jalan Bahar, Jurong West with Xiaoqi, piNk aka Koryn, Johnsen, WeiYuan and my sister, Ivory. I laughed so hard at their jokes I thought I was going to die from laughter. Come to think of it, I think Koryn and Johnsen would beat

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-16411627750527117362008-09-29T04:23:00.008+08:002008-09-29T17:04:02.886+08:00

Dear Mandy,There are things I wished I could say to you, but very often there are things that are best left unsaid, thus I decided to post them here where you're never going to see.Had this been a better day, the situation would have been different. I would've just welcomed you back home and we would catch up like normal friends, talk about your trip to Taiwan and all. Unfortunately, things are

maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869221549634168540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412596.post-58034210859503495962008-09-26T01:26:00.003+08:002008-09-28T23:04:57.154+08:00

Finally met up with Pink (Koryn) after 2 months' absence. We window shopped around Lot1 before having dinner at New York New York where we sat down to have a good catch up, and then Kbox at Jurong Entertainment Plaza. Had a pleasant conversation with Pink, but from it I learnt that there were alot more news about me which were deliberately leaked and distorted, worse of all, I later realised that

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What Your Name Says About YouYour name says that you are mostly:Energetic but impatientYour name also says you are:Ambitious but stubbornFlirtatious but temperamentalThoughtful but slowWhat Does Your Name Say About You?

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If I accept the fact that I'm a monster, I'd have to accept the fact that I'd be fighting demons alone my whole life.If I accept the fact that I can change, then I will be fighting to become who I am not the whole of my life.Eitherways, I still don't have a choice.

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I've taken a plunge down the rabbit hole, pulled my last strings and putting my career and love life on the line. I'd better pray I survive this time.

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Jesse: Max, can you go and get the peach cook one?Me: *walks to the chiller to get peaches*Jesse: *looks at me amused* No~! I said the cook one.Me: *thinks awhile and then finally realises*Me: Ohhhh~!!! *goes back to get the cooked peaches*I was stupified. Was it me or was her English too powderful to be understood? You know what? The longer I work in the kitchen, the more stupid I think I've

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"I always, out of pure stupidity (and resist to learn the most important lesson in life), put 101% in every relationship that i get into. although I tell myself time and again that I need to reserve 20% and only put in 80% in any relationship, so that I can re bounce back into perfect shape with that 20%. but my emotional self refuses to listen to my inner thoughts. i still offer a 100%. and I

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Out of the blue, The Girlfriend asked me, "do you know what's the difference between a star and a satellite?"I racked my brains for an answer before she hinted at a song. I looked at her suspiciously, "a star twinkles and a satellite doesn't?"The next night, I was on my way home when I looked up to the skies and found a large white entity in the night sky. Just next to entity was a star,

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Very often I just feel like I'm a ragdoll or a puppet, always at the losing end letting women pull my heart strings around.

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I went out drinking with a group of strangers Sunday night, first time chilling out at a bar with people I hardly know, along with a few extremely hot females. They weren't the most beautiful I had ever met, in fact they were plump but they were sexy, exuding confidence and charm. Yes, confidence and charm, just two factors capable of making an average individual stand out like a star.After some

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As I sat down to read "The Art of Seduction", a figure walked passed infront of me and started to browse the books along the shelves where I sat. Not wanting to be a hindrance, I decided to shift to a corner.Just as I stood up, a female voice responded, "That's a nice book you're reading." I looked at the girl, dumbstruck, my eyes opened wide, heart racing. Taken by surprise, I stammered, nearly

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