<?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-11649633</id><updated>2011-08-10T00:39:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i might be wicked. but im very delicious.</title><subtitle type='html'>occasional rants of anger, some random personal nonsense.

but 100% pure intellectual wit. every time. and thats priceless.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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>231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-1097327801647557691</id><published>2010-11-16T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:45:00.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lay there with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzzN1hM92I/AAAAAAAAAOg/lF8gr7lghWc/s1600/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzzN1hM92I/AAAAAAAAAOg/lF8gr7lghWc/s400/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538569060789057378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i want to lay there with you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking in the breathtaking sights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-1097327801647557691?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1097327801647557691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=1097327801647557691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1097327801647557691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1097327801647557691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/lay-there-with-you.html' title='lay there with you'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzzN1hM92I/AAAAAAAAAOg/lF8gr7lghWc/s72-c/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-7503461421527445520</id><published>2010-11-14T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:45:00.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's a keeper</title><content type='html'>i might have heard something about you somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he/she told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzxCtzz5iI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rfQsDaGVcfk/s1600/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzxCtzz5iI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rfQsDaGVcfk/s400/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538566670717806114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7503461421527445520?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7503461421527445520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=7503461421527445520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7503461421527445520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7503461421527445520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/shes-keeper.html' title='she&apos;s a keeper'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzxCtzz5iI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rfQsDaGVcfk/s72-c/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-3682689403785087786</id><published>2010-11-12T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:46:27.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for making me laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzwW9UZ3pI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Y-G6mwQc1z0/s1600/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzwW9UZ3pI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Y-G6mwQc1z0/s400/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538565918966800018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JONATH%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JONATH%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JONATH%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3682689403785087786?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3682689403785087786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3682689403785087786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3682689403785087786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3682689403785087786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='thanks for making me laugh'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/TNzwW9UZ3pI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Y-G6mwQc1z0/s72-c/tumblr_lbnxamoktP1qbprooo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-2939216004213456548</id><published>2010-10-12T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:27:46.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive &amp; Forget</title><content type='html'>Forgive and forget, that’s what they all say. It's undoubtedly good advice, but not very practical. When someone hurts us, its like an automatic mechanism - we usually want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to straighten things right. But without forgiveness, wounds will never heal. I guess the most we can hope for is that one day, we’ll be lucky enough to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, and let live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-2939216004213456548?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2939216004213456548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=2939216004213456548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2939216004213456548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2939216004213456548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/10/forgive-forget.html' title='Forgive &amp; Forget'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-952777879247578149</id><published>2010-10-11T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:00:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SlNHGyktlwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/47H4HGLENnU/s1600-h/youandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SlNHGyktlwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/47H4HGLENnU/s320/youandme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355702563854194434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-952777879247578149?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/952777879247578149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=952777879247578149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/952777879247578149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/952777879247578149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-baby.html' title='hey baby'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SlNHGyktlwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/47H4HGLENnU/s72-c/youandme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-5461017857306200079</id><published>2010-05-17T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:02:54.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silver lining</title><content type='html'>beautiful things come out of horrible situations, i know for a fact. out of all the gloom and sadness, you find a newfound wisdom on how the world can look with a haze of grey clouds, how senseless people can be, and how you can see the world in a whole new different light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that may be hard to comprehend, hard to cope with, the truth hard to accept, but if you really take the chance to realize, it can be really beautiful! out of anger, you can feel your heart race. with every thumping beat it shakes your whole being. it is when you, your whole self and some power telling you how alive you are. and THAT is amazing at every angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of anything, there is always something incredible, something that makes it shine. whatever you feel is potent, and it is such a blessing to be able to feel what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just have to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is always a silver lining behind every cloud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5461017857306200079?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5461017857306200079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5461017857306200079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5461017857306200079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5461017857306200079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/silver-lining.html' title='silver lining'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5423904362490080424</id><published>2010-05-12T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T08:46:17.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S-n6SsfGpJI/AAAAAAAAANY/dPHL5ZfaNno/s1600/tumblr_l1gzdogNAq1qaemafo1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S-n6SsfGpJI/AAAAAAAAANY/dPHL5ZfaNno/s320/tumblr_l1gzdogNAq1qaemafo1_250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470178421504386194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5423904362490080424?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5423904362490080424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5423904362490080424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5423904362490080424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5423904362490080424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S-n6SsfGpJI/AAAAAAAAANY/dPHL5ZfaNno/s72-c/tumblr_l1gzdogNAq1qaemafo1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-2749994454146928629</id><published>2010-03-11T05:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T05:30:55.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(79, 79, 79); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;I read this recently, and thought everyone should read it too. So here it is. Forgot where it's from though, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes, I Gas Dogs and Cats for a Living. I'm an Animal Control officer in a very small town in central North Carolina. I'm in my mid thirties, and have been working for the town in different positions since high school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is not much work here, and working for the county provides good pay and benefits for a person like me without a higher education. I'm the person you all write about how horrible I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm the one that gasses the dogs and cats and makes them suffer. I'm the one that pulls their dead corpses out smelling of Carbon Monoxide and throws them into green plastic bags. But I'm also the one that hates my job and hates what I have to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First off, all you people out there that judge me, don't. God is judging me, and I know I'm going to Hell. Yes, I'm going to hell. I wont lie, it's despicable, cold, cruel and I feel like a serial killer. I'm not all to blame, if the law would mandate spay and neuter, lots of these dogs and cats wouldn't be here for me to gas. I'm the devil, I know it, but I want you people to see that there is another side to me the devil Gas Chamber man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The shelter usually gasses on Friday morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday's are the day that most people look forward to, this is the day that I hate, and wish that time will stand still on Thursday night. Thursday night, late, after nobody's around, my friend and I go through a fast food line, and buy 50 dollars worth of cheeseburgers and fries, and chicken. I'm not allowed to feed the dogs on Thursday, for I'm told that they will make a mess in the gas chamber, and why waste the food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, Thursday night, with the lights still closed, I go into the saddest room that anyone can every imagine, and let all the doomed dogs out out their cages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 40px; "&gt;I have never been bit, and in all my years doing this, the dogs have never fought over the food. My buddy and I, open each wrapper of cheeseburger and chicken sandwich, and feed them to the skinny, starving dogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;They swallow the food so fast, that I don't believe they even taste it. There tails are wagging, and some don't even go for the food, they roll on their backs wanting a scratch on their bellys. They start running, jumping and kissing me and my buddy. They go back to their food, and come back to us. All their eyes are on us with such trust and hope, and their tails wag so fast, that I have come out with black and blues on my thighs.. They devour the food, then it's time for them to devour some love and peace. My buddy and I sit down on the dirty, pee stained concrete floor, and we let the dogs jump on us. They lick us, they put their butts in the air to play, and they play with each other. Some lick each other, but most are glued on me and my buddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look into the eyes of each dog. I give each dog a name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They will not die without a name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I give each dog 5 minutes of unconditional love and touch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I talk to them, and tell them that I'm so sorry that tomorrow they will die a gruesome, long, torturous death at the hands of me in the gas chamber.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some tilt their heads to try to understand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tell them, that they will be in a better place, and I beg them not to hate me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tell them that I know I'm going to hell, but they will all be playing with all the dogs and cats in heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After about 30 minutes, I take each dog individually, into their feces filled concrete jail cell, and pet them and scratch them under their chins. Some give me their paw, and I just want to die. I just want to die. I close the jail cell on each dog, and ask them to forgive me. As my buddy and I are walking out, we watch as every dog is smiling at us and them don't even move their heads. They will sleep, with a full belly, and a false sense of security.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we walk out of the doomed dog room, my buddy and I go to the cat room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We take our box, and put the very friendly kittens and pregnant cats in our box. The shelter doesn't keep tabs on the cats, like they do the dogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I hand pick which cats are going to make it out, I feel like I'm playing God, deciding whose going to live and die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We take the cats into my truck, and put them on blankets in the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usually, as soon as we start to drive away, there are purring cats sitting on our necks or rubbing against us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My buddy and I take our one way two hour trip to a county that is very wealthy and they use injection to kill animals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We go to exclusive neighborhoods, and let one or two cats out at a time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They don't want to run, they want to stay with us. We shoo them away, which makes me feel sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tell them that these rich people will adopt them, and if worse comes to worse and they do get put down, they will be put down with a painless needle being cradled by a loving veterinarian. After the last cat is free, we drive back to our town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's about 5 in the morning now, about two hours until I have to gas my best friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I go home, take a shower, take my 4 anti-anxiety pills and drive to work.. I don't eat, I can't eat. It's now time, to put these animals in the gas chamber. I put my ear plugs in, and when I go to the collect the dogs, the dogs are so excited to see me, that they jump up to kiss me and think they are going to play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I put them in the rolling cage and take them to the gas chamber. They know. They just know. They can smell the death.. They can smell the fear. They start whimpering, the second I put them in the box. The boss tells me to squeeze in as many as I can to save on gas. He watches. He knows I hate him, he knows I hate my job. I do as I'm told. He watches until all the dogs, and cats (thrown in together) are fighting and screaming. The sounds is very muffled to me because of my ear plugs. He walks out, I turn the gas on, and walk out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I walk out as fast as I can. I walk into the bathroom, and I take a pin and draw blood from my hand. Why? The pain and blood takes my brain off of what I just did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 40 minutes, I have to go back and unload the dead animals. I pray that none survived, which happens when I overstuff the chamber. I pull them out with thick gloves, and the smell of carbon monoxide makes me sick. So does the vomit and blood, and all the bowel movements. I pull them out, put them in plastic bags.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are in heaven now, I tell myself. I then start cleaning up the mess, the mess, that YOU PEOPLE are creating by not spay or neutering your animals. The mess that YOU PEOPLE are creating by not demanding that a vet come in and do this humanely. You ARE THE TAXPAYERS, DEMAND that this practice STOP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, don't call me the monster, the devil, the gasser, call the politicians, the shelter directors, and the county people the devil. Heck, call the governor, tell him to make it stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As usual, I will take sleeping pills tonight to drown out the screams I heard in the past, before I discovered the ear plugs. I will jump and twitch in my sleep, and I believe I'm starting to hallucinate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my life. Don't judge me. Believe me, I judge myself enough."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-2749994454146928629?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2749994454146928629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=2749994454146928629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2749994454146928629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2749994454146928629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3811759442642981307</id><published>2010-02-12T08:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:18:47.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb 12th 2010</title><content type='html'>havent been blogging for a REALLY REALLY LONG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies. I know i keep saying i will blog when i find the time, but i never get down to it, be it because of time constraints, or just pure unadulterated laziness. im guilty of the latter. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have time today? simple. as usual, im in camp, but absolutely NOBODY is around, and its a half day, you should know why, i dont need to spell it out. that give me the freedom of the office. for now. oh yeah, me and this twerp called ronald. i dont want to talk about him. he is creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im into rearing fishes lately, its a fun hobby! i will try to take pictures, and then post it up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE STUFF I WANT TO SHARE! FUNNY STUFF, INTERESTING STUFF, RANDOM STUFF! Im gonna post it UP HERE! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S3SnF1lEwXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bBhwTNs9kA4/s1600-h/tumblr_kxo59i1A2n1qzxzwwo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S3SnF1lEwXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bBhwTNs9kA4/s320/tumblr_kxo59i1A2n1qzxzwwo1_500.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437154368866795890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love how the opportunist breaks the news to his friends (i suppose those are his friends), and then proceeds to drink the water from the glass that they have just been debating about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another one! really random this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S3Sqant2U-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/7CchurWA_xo/s1600-h/tumblr_kwnlz26c611qaemafo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S3Sqant2U-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/7CchurWA_xo/s320/tumblr_kwnlz26c611qaemafo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437158024457638882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isnt this little bunny the cutest?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another funny one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S3SrKBjP2yI/AAAAAAAAAM4/5uxZUdcqU9Y/s1600-h/tumblr_kw8dhchOUs1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S3SrKBjP2yI/AAAAAAAAAM4/5uxZUdcqU9Y/s320/tumblr_kw8dhchOUs1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437158838846348066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if you don't understand this.. the speech bubble is what the couples say when they talk about how they met, while the statement at the bottom is how they truly met!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a good quote to end this post, it says it all really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="quote"&gt;&lt;big class="quote"&gt;“&lt;/big&gt;often in life, we forget the things we should remember.. and remember the things we should forget..                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i may have "borrowed" some material from others' blogs, so if you're reading this, credit to you, but you shall remain anonymous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3811759442642981307?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/S3SnF1lEwXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bBhwTNs9kA4/s72-c/tumblr_kxo59i1A2n1qzxzwwo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-7136400319115482204</id><published>2009-12-06T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:56:48.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to</title><content type='html'>sometime in the future, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to open a deli, where i can sell delicious sandwiches to everybody, and share the wonders of a good sandwich!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to open a clothing store too, where i can sell beautiful clothes to everybody, and hopefully help them look good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to open a bookstore as well. where i can sell insightful tomes of knowledge to everybody, and hopefully help them realise their true potential by reading more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i want to do them with you supporting me every step of the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not stupid, nor am i naive. i know its gonna take quite awhile for me to even think of opening one of the above 3, i know too that i needa work hard for it. work hard, and work smart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do hope however, that i get the chance, at least once or twice in my lifetime, to open one of the above 3 shops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to suit up, and shape up =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7136400319115482204?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7136400319115482204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=7136400319115482204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7136400319115482204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7136400319115482204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to.html' title='i want to'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-7653116468809195833</id><published>2009-11-18T07:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:23:16.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD BLOG.</title><content type='html'>I HAVE A DEAD BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooooo its not actually, but at the rate this is going, it will start gasping for air futilely sooner rather than later, then slowly watch as the life seeps out of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im good by the way, thanks for asking! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is a rather sarcastic jibe. i dont think anyone even cares about poor little jonathan anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just curl up and die a slow death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what?! and leave the love behind?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, im just kidding love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7653116468809195833?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7653116468809195833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=7653116468809195833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7653116468809195833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7653116468809195833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/dead-blog.html' title='DEAD BLOG.'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-7752665329255040799</id><published>2009-10-22T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:48:12.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt angry anymore once you told me you have reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is for you to be home safe and have a warm meal and some well deserved rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not being angry for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she really is too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna say it here unless necessary, but i honestly think what she is doing isnt right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7752665329255040799?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7752665329255040799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=7752665329255040799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7752665329255040799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7752665329255040799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5828873763320927677</id><published>2009-10-19T07:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:59:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; change &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHANGE FOR THE BETTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get down to doing it! right today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5828873763320927677?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5828873763320927677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5828873763320927677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5828873763320927677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5828873763320927677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8269171209978655300</id><published>2009-10-17T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:52:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have problems that i need to solve. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have habits that i need to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im in deep shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont deny, and im not ashamed to admit that i have a habit that i need to sort out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think its better that i admit to it, then to keep it under wraps. its only going to harm me, and my loved ones in the long run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i truly am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realise my mistake, and i am on the train called "CHANGE FOR THE BETTER"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those who know, will know what im talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8269171209978655300?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8269171209978655300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8269171209978655300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8269171209978655300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8269171209978655300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-problems-that-i-need-to-solve.html' title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5307999616693068491</id><published>2009-10-06T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:34:31.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ris low</title><content type='html'>Ris Low has been such a huge influence in the speech and ways of singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she prolly doesnt know it, but unwittingly, we have her to thank for the humor that she has brought in light of all the bad things happening around the world recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear BOOMZ and RAD and BIGINI everywhere. and zipbra preens less so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAD is the new BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it isnt such a bad thing. or perhaps its just another fad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant see RAD going away anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just say a silent thank you, for there are still such clueless bimbos out there to give us a good laugh. on a side note, i dont even think she should be called a bimbo. at least bimbos are pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on duty again ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5307999616693068491?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5307999616693068491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5307999616693068491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5307999616693068491'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess who went to watch FORMULA ONE?! haa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES ME! oh right. why am i getting so excited?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's because it was an AWESOME experience! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what was the occasion again? it wasnt simply just because i wanted to bring my girl there and the both of us could experience it together for the first time, NO! it was a birthday gift! YES! that's right! and i tell you, she totally loved it! EVERY. SINGLE. MINUTE. OF. IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay now, we got good spots for the race, Turn 14 if i remember correctly. i remember too, telling my girl that corners are good spots, for they are where overtaking occurs, and the cars run really really close to each other, increasing the possibility of crashes! lets face it, a high octane race without a crash would just take away a little of the magic, the excitement, wouldn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELL YEAH! well guess what? we witnessed not ONE, but TWO crashes right in front of our very eyes! first one occurred in the Formula BMW race, and the second one occurred in the actual race itself! Adrian Sutil vs Nick Heidfeld. nobody came out tops. lol. but what pure entertainment value it was! the entire crowd went "WOAH" and immediately out came the cameras, and flashbulbs started popping all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a really really good time at the race. OH did i mention we caught the Backstreet Boys LIVE?! inorite?! Backstreet Boys! how cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were really, really good! and the girl and i bopped and sang to the songs that we knew, the one we didnt, we just enjoyed the music and each others' company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're definitely going to concerts together again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what an awesome day it was for us, especially for the girl, as she welcomed in her birthday with such an awesome experience. so glad she liked it. high five!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some photos to share, enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*update* some problems with blogger's photo uploading, so no photos unless i post them on facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jonathan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7103853010809550550?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7103853010809550550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=7103853010809550550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7103853010809550550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7103853010809550550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/formula-one.html' title='Formula One'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-6488109850126462630</id><published>2009-09-22T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:05:52.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i could</title><content type='html'>if i could turn back time, if you gave me the chance to choose again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i could have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing it now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have done it, without a second thought, and made all of you proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would want all of you to feel the sense of pride, and achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would want all of you to feel tears well up in your eyes, to choke back the tears as you finally see me make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry dad, mum, cheryl, and most importantly, my dear nessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure all of you would have been proud of me, even my daddy, who was so against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the disappointment and regret i feel right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6488109850126462630?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6488109850126462630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6488109850126462630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6488109850126462630'/><link rel='self' 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codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De551063bae5af947%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331328830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AA8E54DBF1F93DF7EE2101EB81AE47170EBD989.C834D2A196838B4F2EFE43F5B9755EB13C94F71%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De551063bae5af947%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoBPJfNXgCIs-dVtYjxsDScssD2c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De551063bae5af947%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331328830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AA8E54DBF1F93DF7EE2101EB81AE47170EBD989.C834D2A196838B4F2EFE43F5B9755EB13C94F71%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De551063bae5af947%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoBPJfNXgCIs-dVtYjxsDScssD2c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why, why are there such people in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant they find another means to live? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no living thing deserves to be treated like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really, i was so shocked looking at the video. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not for the faint hearted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please help raise awareness. i dont know how, but if you could, pass it on. it helps a lot, even though it may only be a small act to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please, never be cruel to animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6524737346575253728?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6524737346575253728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6524737346575253728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6524737346575253728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6524737346575253728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/animal-cruelty.html' title='animal cruelty'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-7573845460261168392</id><published>2009-09-10T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:54:21.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>garden slug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SqkQ4_cAz_I/AAAAAAAAALg/AgPtWtXTrfQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kpeyjzTyiN1qa0i8to1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SqkQ4_cAz_I/AAAAAAAAALg/AgPtWtXTrfQ/s320/tumblr_kpeyjzTyiN1qa0i8to1_500.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849801158414322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now recently i brought the girlfriend to this little cafe, which i found through the web, its called The Garden Slug, located off Telok Kurau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now listen! its really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) service staff were clueless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) they didnt stick to their mantra, which they stated so clearly on their menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) we waited 30mins or more for our food, despite the cafe being close to empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) they screwed up our orders. it came to us different from what we requested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) we had to wave and wave, but still they didnt notice, i had to walk over to get them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) they kept serving this particular table, like non stop. i noticed other customers didnt get any attention too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) they took their time to give us the correct order for our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) and it came dry, the sauce came a few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) the portions were really small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) it tasted really bad! fish was too salty, chicken was overcooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) it cost a bomb for such a small portion of bad food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) the place was supposed to be cosy and minimalist from my POV, but it turned out to be just old and tacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even had to go for meepok afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like a good bowl of good AND cheap meepok, washed down with coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remember. do NOT. i mean it. DO NOT EVER patronise THE GARDEN SLUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually have a picture of this damned place, but its in my phone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remember. NEVER ever! visit The Garden Slug. totally bad experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7573845460261168392?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7573845460261168392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=7573845460261168392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7573845460261168392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7573845460261168392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/garden-slug.html' title='garden slug'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SqkQ4_cAz_I/AAAAAAAAALg/AgPtWtXTrfQ/s72-c/tumblr_kpeyjzTyiN1qa0i8to1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-1189557078600512913</id><published>2009-08-23T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:43:50.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>victim of success</title><content type='html'>im a victim of my own success.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so hell bent on beating my own biotronic score, and being the top on my, and baby's list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive done it, congrats to me, but now! i cant beat my own score! and that's just arghhhhhhh. its killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes. by the way. bruno sucks. its rude and disgusting and horrible and tasteless. sometimes it was so horrible that i just had to laugh. i thought it would be funny. i really did. but it was really really bad. does that make you feel like watching it now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UP on the other hand was much better. heartwarming story. cute little boy, grumpy old man, cross my heart! 3.5 stars for UP, 1 star for bruno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a good weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have lots of fun making the girl laugh. it feels heartwarming to see her so happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, im off to try break my own biotronic score again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-1189557078600512913?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1189557078600512913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=1189557078600512913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1189557078600512913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1189557078600512913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/victim-of-success.html' title='victim of success'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8758391032420390355</id><published>2009-08-22T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T18:05:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;   font-style: italic; font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;color:black;"&gt;WRONG E-MAIL ADDRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is priceless.....A lesson to be learned from&lt;br /&gt;typing the wrong email address!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;   font-style: italic; font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules. So, the husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his wife flying down the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband checked into the hotel.. There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an email to his wife.   However, he accidentally left out one letter in her email address, and without realizing his error, sent the email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston , a widow had just  returned home from her husband's funeral.  He was a minister who was called home to glory following a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The widow decided to check her email expecting messages from relatives and friends. After reading the  first message, she screamed and fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The widow's son rushed into the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;   font-style: italic; font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: My Loving Wife&lt;br /&gt;Subject: I've Arrived&lt;br /&gt;Date: October 16, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now and you are allowed to send emails to your loved ones. I've just arrived and have been checked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you then!!!! Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S. Sure is freaking hot down here!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;eeing as how i havent been here for a long time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;cheers! i will be back soon! (hopefully)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8758391032420390355?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8758391032420390355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8758391032420390355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8758391032420390355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8758391032420390355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrong-e-mail-address-this-one-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3235504759661742681</id><published>2009-08-03T07:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:44:57.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aug 03</title><content type='html'>It's our first year today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember vividly, Aug 03 last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know that im really happy with you by my side, and i've grown a lot as a person while learning with you every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're wonderful to be around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy being with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, and love you loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY FIRST YEAR, BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3235504759661742681?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3235504759661742681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3235504759661742681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3235504759661742681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3235504759661742681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/aug-03.html' title='Aug 03'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5036633422801776946</id><published>2009-08-02T09:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:59:10.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things we did</title><content type='html'>havent been on here for a while now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am on duty again, a day straight after NDP. i have quite a bit to talk about, but whether i manage to get it on here is another matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was the show for family and loved ones, we only got 2 tickets, i was really bummed to know about it. i was really down in the dumps, as it meant that girlfriend wouldnt be able to see me perform for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little furore, a few phonecalls, and then i managed to churn out another 2 right at the very last moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. it was definitely worth all the trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so good, so proud that i was right there, performing for not only girlfriend, but also my mummy and juanita and my aunt as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the weeks of hard work, sore feet, blisters, sweat, lack of sleep. it didnt matter! because right there and then, i felt that sense of achievement :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and they all enjoyed it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of today, there's only 1 more show to go! the actual day itself! and then it'll be all over. time for a well deserved break! and then it'll also be time to put in more effort in revising. oh yes, im guilt of not having revised more :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i dont have much time recently, the time ive spent with the girlfriend has been fun and happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she bought me a UTD jersey. OH YES SHE DID!!! HOHO! haa she really bought me a UTD jersey. to make things even sweeter, she got one for herself too! simply awesome! couple jersey:) and she looks lovely in it. i love it! i really appreciate it. ALOT! thank you love:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will wear it real soon! and there will be pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we capped off our week with a date to the movies, catching The Hangover. its been a long time since we both laughed that hard in a movie. its really hilarious and very much worth watching. the cast is just so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to show the poster for the movie here, but the image i got was kinda screwed, so heck it. go search for it yourself. but do watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what else i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now im just waiting for the girlfriend to get back from aerobics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall catch up on my sleep in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: baby, i will study hard, and i will have more time for you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5036633422801776946?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5036633422801776946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5036633422801776946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5036633422801776946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5036633422801776946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-we-did.html' title='things we did'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3020088757551083986</id><published>2009-07-21T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:15:16.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>murdered kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SmW-sNIqnYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/McfBhRYsJAk/s1600-h/image5165312x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SmW-sNIqnYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/McfBhRYsJAk/s320/image5165312x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360900598103973250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture of murdered kitten tiger lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne Cherry, 17, pled guilty to charges of animal cruelty and attempted burglary on Wednesday, and admitted she didn't let a kitten out of an oven after a friend put the animal inside and let it roast to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authorities say the pair ransacked a Bronx, NY apartment before putting the cat, Tiger Lily, in the oven, where&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it cried and scratched before dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cbsnews.com/blogs/2009/07/16/crimesider/entry5164321.shtml"&gt;(Read the whole story here)Teen Who Roasted Kitten Shows No Remorse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sick reading about this. this girl is so heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can just picture its last moments.&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/11649633-3020088757551083986?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3020088757551083986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3020088757551083986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3020088757551083986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3020088757551083986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/murdered-kitten.html' title='murdered kitten'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SmW-sNIqnYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/McfBhRYsJAk/s72-c/image5165312x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-8770744216379082048</id><published>2009-07-17T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:09:45.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i grow up</title><content type='html'>this one is really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you want to do when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what a little girl drew :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;click on the picture if you cant read the words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SkxPKVbMb5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/N4vQ92bG3zE/s1600-h/when+i+grow+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SkxPKVbMb5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/N4vQ92bG3zE/s320/when+i+grow+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353741096005169042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the baby's place for a bit of revision, thought i would post this while waiting for her to get out of the shower ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8770744216379082048?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8770744216379082048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8770744216379082048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8770744216379082048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8770744216379082048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-grow-up.html' title='when i grow up'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SkxPKVbMb5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/N4vQ92bG3zE/s72-c/when+i+grow+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-2697054887148717474</id><published>2009-07-14T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:42:57.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulaner + School</title><content type='html'>its been a whole week since school started, and its been very tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STATS!&lt;/span&gt; MATH! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STATS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MATH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOTTA ADAPT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl has been talking to me a lot, keeping me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means a lot to me! totally appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's the calm and collected girlfriend who always has to rein in the wild and crazy boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. she definitely has both feet planted firmly on the ground, dont know how she does it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments of craziness, moments of calmness, perfect for each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were out dating on sunday, our dates are so limited right now, but she's a real sweetheart. not telling. its a need-to-know thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked the walk and talked the talk, got a drink together at Paulaner! and got up in the bubble lift at the PanPac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love getting a drink with my other half, and finally i had the chance to do it for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just talking, enjoying her company, with drinks to boot just made it a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she totally loved it. i can already predict more trips coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala wala.. harry's.. the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have pictures! but its in my other phone, and im stuck in camp, oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bliss of having her :)&lt;br /&gt;just. wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen love, i totally miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-2697054887148717474?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2697054887148717474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=2697054887148717474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2697054887148717474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2697054887148717474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/paulaner-school.html' title='Paulaner + School'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5377803701298931900</id><published>2009-07-08T07:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:11:49.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dawn break</title><content type='html'>dark sky,&lt;br /&gt;with hints of blue just breaking through,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orange tint beneath it all pleasing the eye,&lt;br /&gt;with the lone star in the sky shining brightly through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking in the crisp air,&lt;br /&gt;marvelling at its beauty from a distance,&lt;br /&gt;with wind gently ruffling the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood awestruck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time was 6.25am,&lt;br /&gt;and i witnessed a most beautiful dawn breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i had a picture.&lt;br /&gt;the regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5377803701298931900?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5377803701298931900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-11649633.post-5234675368623066334</id><published>2009-07-07T08:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:40:58.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>australovenator</title><content type='html'>ooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh la la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the Australovenator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia's very own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a picture to show you.. but i read the article and i think its interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said its the cheetah of its time. and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to say too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just read it okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the link is below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/ap/20090703/tap-as-australia-dinosaurs-79704af.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Australovenator!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5234675368623066334?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5234675368623066334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5234675368623066334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5234675368623066334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5234675368623066334'/><link 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width: 374px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SkxOb6lHRKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VMkEERCV9WY/s320/US+MAP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353740298525033634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the map of the United States, with its states represented by countries of an equal population. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;click on the picture for a larger view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6622215696691495042?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6622215696691495042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6622215696691495042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6622215696691495042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6622215696691495042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/us-map.html' title='US Map'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SkxOb6lHRKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VMkEERCV9WY/s72-c/US+MAP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-8495241496213651891</id><published>2009-06-28T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:55:59.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1 dream</title><content type='html'>i had this very weird dream last night (proof that im not sleeping well). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dreamt that the freaky H1N1 virus got outta control and people who got infected turned into zombies, yes zombies. they started walking around with hands up and in a very stiff manner, looking for people to infect. so dumb right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i was out at this cafe, baby bought me a drink, a beer i remember, erdinger? then i got activated by the army. what a jackass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i put on my LBV and got my rifle in a hurry and rushed to the frontline, ready to gun down hordes of zombies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alas, the numbers were too overwhelming, and not wanting to die that young, i backed off and switched my attentions to getting baby to safety. (she's still so much more important afterall) i rushed all the way back, gear and all, and escorted baby to some place. no idea where, we ran for a long time, down staircases and passageways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FELT LIKE I WAS IN AN ACTION MOVIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not sure about the rest of the dream, its kinda foggy, what i know is that we ran along roads and ran under void decks and ran in housing estates, and hid in stairwells and lifts and any nook or cranny we found, gunning down lone zombies along and in our way for good measure, with lotsa random shit popping up in the dream. coffeshops anybody? and random people, jing hui and sam and soogie? jean and sasha? they all tagged along and i saved us all! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;total kickass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant really remember much afterwards. when i woke up i thought "wow".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking back now, i think its just a case of too much H1N1 in the news and too much training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8495241496213651891?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8495241496213651891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8495241496213651891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8495241496213651891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8495241496213651891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/h1n1-dream.html' title='H1N1 dream'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3739646436461220818</id><published>2009-06-27T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:41:41.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birdpark/science centre</title><content type='html'>now i havent been here for some time, as is the norm now. apologies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of days ago, i went to the birdpark and then the science centre with the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took lotsa pictures, had a whole lot of fun and laughter! pictures are up.. on facebook! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haa we were totally pooped out at the end of the day. it was my (and the baby's) very first visit in a long long time to the birdpark and science centre. it was so much fun going with someone else other than my family members :P my first time doing so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though we ended up sweating buckets at the end of the birdpark trip, it was unanimous that it was a very good trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;science centre was fun too, with all the different exhibits and such, pity we didnt finish touring the whole place. omnitheater was NOT FUN at all! it made us very tired after the show ended. we bought tickets on the back of the title. SEA MONSTERS it was called. it was more like sea SNAILS. except for a few (read 2-3 scenes in a 40min show) exciting parts, it was such a total BORE! really really bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dont get me started on the simulator ride. argh. it was downright lousy. lousy with a capital L! total waste of money, and time, on lousy animation, lousy plot, lousy movement, and pretty much lousy everything else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worse was yet to come, we took the ride close to dinner time, and no prizes for guessing correctly, it totally killed our appetite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a good trip overall, the omnitheater and simulator withstanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;short post people. im kinda busy nowadays. i think im getting older!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be back soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: i just realised that jean wished me a happy belated on my photo album on baby's facebook. didnt notice it till recently. better late then never, so.. thank you jean! if you're reading that is :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3739646436461220818?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3739646436461220818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3739646436461220818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3739646436461220818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3739646436461220818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/birdparkscience-centre.html' title='birdpark/science centre'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5573057949963538892</id><published>2009-06-06T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:16:02.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates here and there</title><content type='html'>been awhile since i typed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much of note. its june now though. half a year just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means, school's starting in around a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to prep myself big time. crucial period coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how do i go about doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody ever said university was easy. but how difficult is it going to be for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really have no freaking idea. not when ive been out of school for almost 2 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a long long time to be out of school.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody know the frequency for "get ready, you're going back to school"? i need to tune myself in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad baby's gonna be studying with me, guiding me along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be your pillar of support too okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, we had a good time out the past few days, your company is awesome, better than anything else. whatever it is that we do, be it movies, dinner, shopping or just plain walking around aimlessly, you make it so enjoyable and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we caught Terminator: Salvation on our 10th month together. the show was good, more of a guys' movie i feel. action packed from start to end. dinner came after the show, we opted for Manhattan Fish Market. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my maiden trip there, and the experience wasnt that good........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean to be prejudiced. but i feel that if you cant communicate well with your customers, especially so when you're a foreigner, as was the case there, as most of the staff were foreigners. you shouldnt be serving them at all. i couldnt understand the server at all. i listened quite intently, tried to give her a little time, and still ran out of patience, and i was speaking quite simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service was really poor, i shant go into details. food wasnt too bad, but poor service made the food seem really average. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, we had quite a pleasant 10th month celebration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple and sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was june 3rd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 5th, Friday, today, technically yesterday as its June 6th Saturday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw baby with her new haircut today, she looks adorable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im biased i admit. she's always adorable to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, her hair looks kinda neater now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took an off day today, it felt good not having to wake up at 6. ive been getting up later and later. i just cant hear the alarm ring :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday felt like friday, today feels like a saturday. but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have training coming up today! hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;window shopping with baby was the order of the day. we hoped to buy some stuff, but they were either too expensive or not to our tastes. fret not baby! we'll hit the other malls soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to rush my post now! baby knows why! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay typing like a madman now. dinner at astons suntec, food wasnt too bad, service was dumb. what is it with poor service and us these few days? dont they like us? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray for better service. bad service is horrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around, had lots of fun, dessert at tcc citylink! our first dessert there, the dessert was a little too sweet, but hey, the Cocoa Mosaic and Oreo Mocha Frappe was still quite alright! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda a bastard today too. baby knows why, i apologize sincerely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! OKAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop now. i think i have some other stuff to write, but im in such a rush that i totally forgot what about! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ELSE DO I WANT TO SAY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, thanks for collecting my stuff for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ELSE?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good night everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5573057949963538892?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5573057949963538892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5573057949963538892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5573057949963538892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5573057949963538892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates-here-and-there.html' title='updates here and there'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-1369539392878383824</id><published>2009-05-26T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:46:08.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah! hold on!</title><content type='html'>there i was, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemplating how to spend another mindless night in camp, on duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;munching away on much tasteless food, mind in a blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring blankly at the tv screen, eyes glazing over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i was, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind much full of my princess, missing her terribly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there i sat blankly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i got a phone call from the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought she called to tell me she was on her way home and just missed me and wanted to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never at all did i expect to hear the next few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello baby! stop eating! i bought you food! im at the bridge! come out to the gate!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, stunned into speechlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY STUNNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huh! why are you here!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(inside i was going &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;crazy mad&lt;/span&gt;, my baby was here, and she bought me food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god! was she really here? like, right now? or was it a prank? baby, i'll have you know i was really going crazy mad right there and then. i almost jumped for joy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh. she was really here. and she bought me a sandwich from subway and a coke! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOMENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost going crazy, feeling so elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing there like a blockhead, with no idea what to do or say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting so much to give her a big hug, in the end we only managed a quick kiss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. who gives a shit anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly my night just became sooooo much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweetness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the magic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-1369539392878383824?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-7386509451651528044</id><published>2009-05-22T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:35:07.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>birthday's officially over, im finally an adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love every single moment of everything, thank you all, most of all, my baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures are available, but i cant post them until i get my hands on a working com/laptop. mine's been dead for almost 3 weeks now..&lt;br /&gt;partly the reason why im posting less too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night baby, love love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7386509451651528044?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-5979140881920202347</id><published>2009-05-11T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:14:51.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>BSc Management sounds terrifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really hoping for something like Double Major in Communication and Psychology, but i know that there will be a time when practicality rules over passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such is the reality of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might think that i should go for passion, go for it all the way. but that's not the way i think now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody said university was easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i clear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i dont want to regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i really hope you clear it too. &lt;br /&gt;im rooting you on all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have faith in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just another week to my 21st. somehow it doesnt feel like a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*when the sun shines down hard on us we will complain till the cows come home and pray for the rain to come,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when the rain falls in heavy sheets, we blame the bad weather for keeping us indoors and prevent us from doing everything else, and we hope the sun comes out soon.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ways of singaporeans. live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5979140881920202347?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5979140881920202347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5979140881920202347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5979140881920202347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5979140881920202347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8422281175801429287</id><published>2009-05-09T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:09:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headache on a saturday</title><content type='html'>ive got quite the headache,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im posting from my phone, from the comfort of your bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you're studying out in the other room now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much, and im just glad to be near you, sneaking glances at you from time to time. i know too that im naughty. :p apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i yearn for your company, your laughter, your touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams, please be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, you'll do fine. best of luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to zonking out staring at space on your bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wish you could be here to nurse this bloody headache of mine*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8422281175801429287?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8422281175801429287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8422281175801429287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8422281175801429287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8422281175801429287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-got-quite-headache-im-posting-from.html' title='headache on a saturday'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5407405456850344931</id><published>2009-04-28T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:29:53.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soo guan says</title><content type='html'>soo guan said this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit is given to me every single day in big bucketloads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i lap it up one big mouthful after another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what he will come up with next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5407405456850344931?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5407405456850344931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5407405456850344931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5407405456850344931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5407405456850344931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/soo-guan-says.html' title='soo guan says'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-4286311683078521092</id><published>2009-04-20T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:22:44.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants and rants</title><content type='html'>its a monday yet again, and the thing is, i dont feel bluesy at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray! good week for me please :) and the baby too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, sasha's birthday thingy was good. if you're reading this sasha, thank you for the invite! i hope you had fun! and im sure vanessa hopes you had fun too! may everything go well for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting junhao's. it was fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many birthdays. here's a big shoutout to everyone who hasnt celebrated their birthday this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAVE FUN EVERYBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to my own. it'll be my very own in a month or so. i hope its a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's really busy revising though. so im not hoping for much. i just want her company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*i really hope you do well in your exams, love.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends, if you wish to, just ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that all. there's this huge thing bugging me. the HEAT. yes that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAMN DAMN DAMN FREAKING HEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the air is so arid.&lt;br /&gt;the air is so stale.&lt;br /&gt;its all so unforgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes everyone so clingy. you know the kind where you sweat only a little, but it manages to stick your skin to your clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT SAME ANNOYING CLINGY KIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no breeze at all. there's no rain. although the rain wouldnt really help much as the water will just get stuck in the ground and then when it evaporates, it just hangs there in the air, adding to the humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it makes everyone so prone to headaches.&lt;br /&gt;i might even have one myself soon. i can just feel it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it hits me, im going to blame the heat, and take a few days off. *wink* hi baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy supposedly from america, who thinks im the devil incarnate smells unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*again, if you want to know, just ask*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to have to stop right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby declare airconditioning one of the best inventions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-4286311683078521092?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4286311683078521092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=4286311683078521092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/4286311683078521092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/4286311683078521092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/rants-and-rants.html' title='rants and rants'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5610904509706521625</id><published>2009-04-15T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:46:56.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th April</title><content type='html'>ive known my love for a year now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this day last year, it was the first time i plucked up the courage to go up to her, and talk to her, not knowing she would become such an integral part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great decision its turned out to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is so mine, and im very blessed to have her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5610904509706521625?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5610904509706521625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5610904509706521625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5610904509706521625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5610904509706521625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/15th-april.html' title='15th April'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-7756472060141841086</id><published>2009-04-12T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:22:39.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more hug, one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, for you, with all my heart, I promise you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-6855241713025669247</id><published>2009-04-03T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:45:09.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 8th Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 8th Month, Princess!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love every moment spent with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love you lots&lt;br /&gt;*hugsandkisses*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Always Yours,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jonathan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6855241713025669247?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6855241713025669247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6855241713025669247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6855241713025669247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6855241713025669247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-8th-month.html' title='Happy 8th Month!'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8926157395543057448</id><published>2009-03-31T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:21:19.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>as i sit here, typing and munching a banana, my 4th of the day, or is it 5th? i cant remember which, i bemoan the lack of good reading material to ensnare my imagination and then make time pass seemingly faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how i used to own a handphone with a 1GB memory and could store a maximum of 100-150 songs. i was plugged in every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now! i own a handphone with a 16GB memory and has to date, 500 odd songs, hitting 600, and i can practically count the number of times ive plugged myself into it. ON ONE HAND. can you imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its just the way things are. on occasions in camp, i just want to plug myself in and lose myself for a few moments, and then i look around, and i remember that i dont have an iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why so? lets just say i didnt manage my money with a lot of care in the past. im doing it better now, but still, i practically squandered everything i had away. sometimes i do wish i had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got off the phone! the princess called! it brought a big smile to my face. i thought she forgot about me :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sounds really tired though. its not surprising, considering she woke up so early and then had a really tough day.&lt;br /&gt;sayang, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, im getting hungrier as the clock ticks on. camp food is just.. so urgh. measly and rather tasteless portions of meat and vegetables, a mountain of rice. its just so unappetizing! i had barely a few mouthfuls and then i lost my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really look forward to the day my princess puts on an apron and prepares a meal for me, even though i dont know when its going to happen. i hope its soon though, but hey! no pressure princess! i know you're reading this ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i aint gonna write anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the absence of a good book, good music and good company (baby's tired, i dont really wanna tire her out anymore. you dont have to call me except to say good night!), its back to playing mindless games for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8926157395543057448?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8926157395543057448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8926157395543057448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8926157395543057448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8926157395543057448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts.html' title='thoughts.'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-814834935805295676</id><published>2009-03-30T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:14:12.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say things i shouldnt say, and because of that people get annoyed with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do things i shouldnt do, and then i look back and shake my head with disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, when opportunity knocks, i rush to open the door in time, as we all would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but as luck would have it, sometimes you're just a moment too late, and by then opportunity would have left already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what happens then? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the door gets slammed right shut in your face, and you're left reeling from the blow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the luck just wasnt with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what do i do then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well most of the time, i lay the blame squarely on my shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try harder next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, btw, happy birthday mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-814834935805295676?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/814834935805295676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=814834935805295676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/814834935805295676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/814834935805295676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-7386506200498640411</id><published>2009-03-21T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:26:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>new skin, new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so minimalist. in every sense of the word. the skin i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its brilliant. of course, i edited it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise would you think it would be this brilliant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliance aside, its time for a little game of catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shant go back that long, just maybe the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was the end of baby's prelims, and we went out for a little date, something which we have not had the luck or opportunity to do so for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was dinner at astons cathay, and then followed by marley &amp;amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, dinner at astons was very affordable, and taste wise, value for money.&lt;br /&gt;while marley &amp;amp; me, was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened near the end of the show was very heart-wrenching, especially so for a dog owner like myself. im sure there wasnt a dry eye left at the end of the movie. it was so so so so sooooooooo heart wrenching to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we totally enjoyed ourselves, talking and just enjoying each others' company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now saturday, was a whole new story, albeit a sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to clarke quay to catch manutd-liverpool on the giant screen and to soak up the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;went delirious together with all the other manutd fans when we scored first.&lt;br /&gt;taunted the liverpool side to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffered the agony of watching them cheer as liverpool then equalised.&lt;br /&gt;suffered the wrath of their taunts as liverpool went ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it finished 1-4. i was totally shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like a nightmare, and a very vivid one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never want to witness such a result ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, madness as the baby and i braved the crowd at the IT Show.&lt;br /&gt;got a bunch of stuff, and my HDD.&lt;br /&gt;500gb for $89, i think i got a good deal there.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly my computer doesn't feel so heavy anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to the baby, she was so brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, volunteered as a caretaker at the national museum.&lt;br /&gt;though it wasnt much of a big deal, im glad i contributed.&lt;br /&gt;and what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watchmen with the baby,&lt;br /&gt;a good movie, though baby didn't really understand it.&lt;br /&gt;i like rorschach. but i didnt like the way he died.&lt;br /&gt;so undeserving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, today.&lt;br /&gt;a simple dinner, and a walkabout with the baby.&lt;br /&gt;though i could have used with more time, im contented.&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, im half a year in. 1 1/2 years to go. its passing quickly.. and that's great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now, i'll try to make regular updates again,&lt;br /&gt;but if i do not, please be understanding,&lt;br /&gt;for sometimes i get really beat after a really long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7386506200498640411?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-6235929179268018326</id><published>2009-03-03T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:55:49.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sneaky little chappy</title><content type='html'>Happy 7th Month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Baby Princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I sneaked up at 12mn while in camp to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really type much, im being watched! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night, and sleep tight princess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6235929179268018326?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6235929179268018326/comments/default' 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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-11649633.post-4894664134037620724</id><published>2009-02-24T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:39:36.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rash words</title><content type='html'>i know, i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been blogging for a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to do a proper entry real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i find the time! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, please do visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://twilightdances.livejournal.com"&gt;http://twilightdances.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either click on the link, or the banner at the side of this window. both take you to the same site =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-11649633.post-6805618955543001763</id><published>2009-02-05T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:55:20.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our 6th month</title><content type='html'>i'll have you know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to miss clarity @ Purvis for our 6th month dinner as the both of us had never tried it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have pictures of the food, it looks nice enough, but hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic case of "looks good on the outside, tastes shitty on the inside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was really, really bad. the cuts of meat were very tough to cut, we were both using serrated knives, can you imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also very hard to chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a turn off. it didnt help too that the wait staff were all glum and sullen looking. i daresay the girl at the cashier counter looked fierce even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a really, really bad experience for our 6th month dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im giving it a 2/5 rating, and im being nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, do not ever go there, unless you have differing thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know for sure, that i, or rather we will not be going back there. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was followed by a trip to the Marina Barrage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took awhile to find it, as i didnt know the exact location. but when we got there, we werent disappointed at all. it was really nice, very breezy and it lightened up the mood somewhat. we took pictures, but it didnt turn out too pretty because of the lighting and the wind and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really liked the place, and its definitely not our first and last time there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it all, when i sent baby home, she presented me with a little gift, the identity of which i will keep a secret, for it means a lot to me and i love what she's done =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, its been a really really simple post with the vaguest of vague descriptions, and somehow i feel guilty. ive been really tired. no, correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the both of us have been really tired. we havent had enough rest at all, what with my camp, and baby's school, and of course our little shop, adding on to this is the fact that we've both have not had the kindest of weeks to end our 1st week of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thunderstorms, more thunderstorms, and even a violent tornado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happened has already happened. i guess we just have to put it behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few more days, CNY will be over and it'll be another year before it comes around again. how fast it has been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im feeling quite unwell. time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6805618955543001763?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6805618955543001763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6805618955543001763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6805618955543001763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6805618955543001763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-6th-month.html' title='our 6th month'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-2161630583767399573</id><published>2009-01-25T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:18:54.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY "NIU" YEAR</title><content type='html'>here's wishing everybody a very happy lunar new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your reunion dinners, and the countdown with your families!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please enjoy it for me too, because unless you've been living under a rock,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll know that im doing duty in camp right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reunion dinner for me, no countdown with my family or baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, but for what else can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add to it all, my nose is blocked. i have no idea why as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sympathetic 1WO. your name shall not be divulged. your kind words are appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my dinner already, and it just started raining. dinner was real bad, as was lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasteless and so not filling at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry already, barely 30mins after i finished my "dinner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just waiting for time to pass so i can go home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your thoughts, as you usher in the NIU YEAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-2161630583767399573?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-6702237937881943976</id><published>2009-01-17T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:21:47.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic? who? me?</title><content type='html'>2nd collection up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://twilightdances.livejournal.com/5530.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightdances.livejournal.com/5530.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;enliven your imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd french lesson tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else, though, is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from the fact that i havent found time to have any semblance of a normal/romantic life with the baby.&lt;br /&gt;everything's just been so hectic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! thank god for katy perry, lady gaga, avril and christina and to a certain extent, britney too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOW YOUR SUPPORT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6702237937881943976?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6702237937881943976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6702237937881943976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6702237937881943976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6702237937881943976'/><link 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href="http://twilightdances.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://twilightdances.livejournal.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! its our own online shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do check it out alright? the first collection just went up, and we're constantly working to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any comments/feedback will be very much appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby and i would much appreciate it if you would help us promote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you do so ,my friends?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i started my first french lesson last sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went.. well.. alright.. but im going to make full use of every lesson to brush up on whatever french i know. hopefully i'll learn to speak the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go off, its freezing cold, and i dont really know what else to say, well, because i forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby you have a goldfish boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say that having to do duty on CNY Eve sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. you heard me right. CNY Eve, Jonathan, Guard Duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy shopping!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6830216335209638394?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6830216335209638394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6830216335209638394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6830216335209638394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6830216335209638394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-very-own.html' title='our very own.'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8244479415850275166</id><published>2009-01-05T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:34:46.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><content type='html'>as promised,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not much, but its what i wish for and hope to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;first and foremost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope for all my loved ones, baby, my family and baby's family to be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;i love them all and i want them all to be healthy. nothing matters more.&lt;br /&gt;good health is wealth isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;secondly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be healthy too, and join the trim and fit club! TAF CLUB!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;third on my list,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish and wish hard, that everything goes smoothly for the baby and i, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in every single aspect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing i want more than for baby to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fourth on my list, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to save up more money&lt;br /&gt;i will slug my guts out if necessary, whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;tiredness is one thing, working hard for what you love and believe in is another.&lt;br /&gt;i truly embrace the latter.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fifth on my list, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby to do well for her exams, dad and mum's individual careers go smooth, baby's daddy and juliana's as well, and cheryl and amileen to do well, whatever it is they decide to do, be it studies or work.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sixth on my list, its rather long, pardon me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go on a vacation with baby, where to doesnt really matter, what matters is that we enjoy ourselves and each other's company, but for this to really happen, read resolution 4&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;seventh on my list, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be really really happy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i know nobody's really happy all the time, but im not too bad. im kinda like a happy-go-lucky person and i would love for more days to be bright and cheery! but its kinda secondary.&lt;br /&gt;if the people i love are happy, i'll naturally be happy&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eight on my list, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is kinda like a wish rather than something i can work for right now.&lt;br /&gt;my own car. its a long way to go, but i want my loved ones to travel in comfort.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be their chauffeur, free of charge!&lt;br /&gt;but im going to be realistic, its going to happen like if i win the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have lots of fun,&lt;br /&gt;be happy and&lt;br /&gt;good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8244479415850275166?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8244479415850275166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8244479415850275166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8244479415850275166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8244479415850275166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions.html' title='resolutions'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-546423450602095923</id><published>2009-01-01T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:22:54.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sealed with a kiss</title><content type='html'>its the NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes 2009 has reached our shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye 2008! hello 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everybody! whoever you might be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my loved one (baby that's you), my family and my friends, here's to you having a great new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. all things aside, a little recollection is the order of the day, along with some pretty iffy resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i started 2008 in some sort of a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ:&lt;br /&gt;1) doing nothing all day&lt;br /&gt;2) wasting precious time and money just bumming&lt;br /&gt;3) nothing on the horizon to look out for&lt;br /&gt;4) no goals to aim for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was, yes, i was practically a bum. from january to march i had nothing to do, and no idea of what i would become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned up my act, and by april had found a job, and one which i liked, for all the nice people i met, and the things that i learnt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a significant chapter of my life, the start of a beautiful one and the end of a another which frittered out ugly towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working at SPH made me realise that all i've been doing all along was NOTHING. whereby everyone else was working hard, for whatever reasons they have, their family, their personal goals. it woke me up, and i knew i had to stop the rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my job the right and proper way, with hard work and luck, though i admit it gets boring sometimes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i think i did it well enough. the occasional talks i had with Matt and the casual ones with Ee Kheng and Ed and the rest brought into view things that i had been blind to before, and i learnt a lot from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was with a heavy heart that i left SPH for ARMY life in september.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my "induction" into army life was in september. and from september till the end of the year its been nothing but a hell of a chore. but hey. it'll be over soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in some thoughts about army recently, brought into focus by baby, one of which had been in my thoughts for some time before that. maybe i'll act on it soon, and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my honest opinion, i think i did well, cleaning up my act and putting in motion what i should have done a long time ago, so im going to say i had a rather fruitful work year. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another account, my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a beautiful year, now i know it was the end AND beginning of one. but i say in all honesty that it has been for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my past relationship, now long forgotten and never thought of, i was a bum, im ashamed to say. i did nothing worthwhile. yup. nothing worthwhile, and its not something im proud about.&lt;br /&gt;and while the relationship petered out as i started cleaning up my act and opening my eyes wide, i realised that it was better for myself to start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to say that looking back, it wouldnt be harsh for me to think that it was a regrettable relationship. like i said, i did nothing of note, and that sucks, when i think of it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what's past is past, water under the bridge, and i wouldnt want to speak ill of anybody, but look at it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i frittered away all of my savings&lt;br /&gt;2) i had no goals&lt;br /&gt;3) no motivation&lt;br /&gt;4) living an unhealthy lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;5) i was unhappy with unreasonable demands, and a total lack of breathing space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i met vanessa, and i say this with a smile, not because im head over heels in love with her, but because its the truth, there's no bias in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she opened my eyes to a whole new world of happenings, thoughts, and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way, it was like an awakening of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all our heart to heart talks have only brought us closer,&lt;br /&gt;and the times we've spent together have been enjoyable and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arguments we've had our share, but we've come out of each argument stronger, and happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've grown as a person, and she's played a big part in my growing up process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's been a great pillar of strength, and i hope im playing a big part in her life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) goals that i set for myself&lt;br /&gt;2) the motivation to keep improving myself, for me, and us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's very important to me now, because i want to know that i can do well, and be a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy, very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's brought a whole lot of colours into my life, and made it wonderful, and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big part of my life she's become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's made it complete =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just like a jigsaw puzzle, it wouldnt be complete without the final piece in the middle, and likewise, my jigsaw puzzle wouldnt be complete without the final piece. the lovely lady whom i love and treasure. vanessa=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to us baby, clink glasses of champagne, and drink up, for now, and always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. is it getting a little mushy? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i think over the last year, i've had the most wonderful time of my life, meeting her, getting to know her, and falling in love with her. it's been a wonderful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you vanessa, truly, madly, deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10,&lt;br /&gt;9,&lt;br /&gt;8,&lt;br /&gt;7,&lt;br /&gt;6,&lt;br /&gt;5,&lt;br /&gt;4,&lt;br /&gt;3,&lt;br /&gt;2,&lt;br /&gt;1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ushered in the new year with baby as the people started counting down. it was wonderful, just the way i hoped it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bade farewell to 2008, and waved hello to 2009, and we sealed it with a deep kiss. a sweet and lingering one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, and i know its been a long long post. and i know ive said i would state down some resolutions for the year, but i think i'll leave that for the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again everybody, have a fruitful year filled with lots of surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed, sealed and delivered with cheers,&lt;br /&gt;jonathan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-546423450602095923?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-4367782081111627452</id><published>2008-12-29T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:45:09.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight!</title><content type='html'>i had a great day out with the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used up our movie vouchers on.. *drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SVj-gcku_II/AAAAAAAAAJ8/He9EgSxXNaQ/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SVj-gcku_II/AAAAAAAAAJ8/He9EgSxXNaQ/s320/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285253996098813058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i first heard of twilight, and the series of books from my ex-colleague at rednano, leanne, who was always gushing about twilight, and new moon and eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i thought it was just some other book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now that i've watched it. i think its awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy. was it good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so enamored with it that i went to buy the book after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought.. twilight! next up will be new moon.. eclipse.. and then breaking dawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to be a vampire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it sounds a little dumb-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah i've always liked vampires and werewolves. ever since Underworld and Van Helsing i guess. or maybe even before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's like this certain fascination for me. vampires more so than werewolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant talk about the movie. you should go catch it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gets a 4/5 rating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie voucher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL SPENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that instance, i wouldnt mind spending 10$ on twilight on a weekend ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. i'll start reading twilight only after i finish P.S I Love You ( a.k.a the very first book someone other than my parents bought me, and its from the baby =) which makes it doubly precious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick shopping trip followed after twilight and we had lots of fun! right baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was good. at baby's place, many thanks to baby's mummy, such a sweet lady, and little nyonya after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thoroughly enjoyed today with the baby. tons of fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally love every minute spent with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th december it is now, 2 more days to 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good night to all and happy holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-4367782081111627452?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4367782081111627452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=4367782081111627452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/4367782081111627452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/4367782081111627452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight!'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SVj-gcku_II/AAAAAAAAAJ8/He9EgSxXNaQ/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-897597548887756381</id><published>2008-12-27T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T14:18:47.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th December</title><content type='html'>26th December, better known as Boxing Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemporary Boxing Day is now, in many countries is now a "shopping holiday" associated with after-Christmas sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blah&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blah&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. no. what really went down was dinner at Jack's Place AMK with Juanita, such a nice lady and baby's ex-colleague Shu Fen together with some other SPH, or rather ex-SPH people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was good. baked potatoes are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;The conversation was good. its nice talking to Juanita =)&lt;br /&gt;and im glad baby enjoyed herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was followed by a movie, Yes Man, which was kinda... alright. but only kinda, because of some funny parts of the show.. some of which i cant remember already. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does that make it kinda alright still? or a typical forgettable show? i guess the latter then. i dont know either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny while it lasted though. 1130pm show.. lasted all the way to 1.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the typical 3/5 rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. and i wasnt driving that night. which meant taxi! taxi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAIT!&lt;/span&gt; baby and i walked juanita home. a distance of 1.192km, of which i'll add 300m to it because we walked back to collect some stuff from juanita. such a nice lady. she brought it down again for baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. what went down next was crazy yet awesome. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we walked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. we walked. actually we were just strolling.. like a nice quiet couple stroll for a short while before cabbing back to her place. but hey! we walked and we walked and we walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon we were so near our destination that we just decided to walk back =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step by step we walked, holding my baby's hand along the way, on roads uneven and unpaved, smooth and paved, we walked each step together.&lt;br /&gt;the clop clop clop of the heel on my shoe as we walked sometimes the only sound filling the night as we walked in silence occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cool rather than chilly at that time of the night (2am), but i was warm in heart as all i needed was right beside me, holding on to my hand *silly grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was crazily fun and romantic&lt;/span&gt; at the same time if you think back. you dont know how happy i was to be able to do such a crazy thing with my baby. (though i got sticky and rather sweaty at the end of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby we should do stuff like this more often. alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still so much fun that i could have walked all night with her, if she wanted to that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a distance of approximately 5.687km we walked, from Juanita's home to baby's place. which inclusive of the 1.492km from the mall to juanita's home makes it a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.179km! oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked that distance in slightly more than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an achievement. maybe not so for you, but very much so for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally wonderful experience. of course, i cabbed home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's nothing interesting to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll never forget the first night we walked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-897597548887756381?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/897597548887756381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=897597548887756381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/897597548887756381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/897597548887756381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/26th-december.html' title='26th December'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-9211336568982225956</id><published>2008-12-26T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:04:13.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little update</title><content type='html'>i just realised that its been a full 10 days since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my illness has come and gone. good riddance. it was really horrible being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas too, has come and gone. baby made me really happy with my gifts.&lt;br /&gt;she's really sweet and thoughtful with her gifts.&lt;br /&gt;im happy, happy, happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. orchard road was really really suffocating. so much so that the baby and i couldnt stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn left, a huge crowd.&lt;br /&gt;turn right, another huge crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a crowd everywhere you turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what did we do in such a scenario?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not before we had dinner at Ajisen Ramen though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my curry ramen was just a glorified version of curry instant noodles. and im telling you. even the baby and i can make better noodles with better tasting ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's unagi with rice was not much better, though i think it was a little better than the curry ramen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came out with a headache. ajisen, you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the Ramly burger from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt; tastes much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister's heading for thailand soon. 26th, 27th and 28th. i hope she has a fun and safe trip and brings back lots of goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now recently baby has been working hard, helping her friend at her booth for quite a number of days. i can see that she had a lot of fun and im happy that she's happy. i wish i could do more for her though. i really wish so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, christmas has come and gone. and im honestly running short of money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that sucks. everything's become more expensive (i know im whining, but its a fact) and i really need to find more sustainability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could work, with a proper job and be a proper salaried person. but hey. im stuck there for 2 years, gotta bear with it. i can only hope im allowed to study part time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let me whine okay. its my space afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save money jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end, i just want to say that im happy to have made people happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got little somethings for my parents, sister and baby's sisters =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me happy to know that they're happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone had a good christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to the next one with the baby already=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im positive that it'll be much better than this year's. though 2008's christmas wasnt too bad in actual fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright im naggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-9211336568982225956?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9211336568982225956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>illness illness go away</title><content type='html'>its so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recovered from flu, and then barely 10 days later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM DOWN WITH FEVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally not festive at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and feast on festive meals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my main concern now is not to pass on the UNWANTED GERMS to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weight loss is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me to get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i greatly appreciate it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7412588935083854033?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' 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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-11649633.post-204492992184938454</id><published>2008-12-11T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:30:01.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just because i do</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you today&lt;br /&gt;and I'll &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;you in good times and I'll &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;or anyway you choose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div 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do'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3935091959626514481</id><published>2008-12-09T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:21:39.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a realisation</title><content type='html'>at the age of 20, half a year to 21..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a young man on the cusp of adulthood,&lt;br /&gt;standing at the edge,&lt;br /&gt;knocking on the door,&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, im turning 21 really soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its only recently which ive come to realise that ive been wasting a lot of precious time AND resources in the past. a past which im not keen to remember nor relive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what, or rather who made me come to my senses shall remain shrouded in mystery. though if you bother to try it really isnt too hard to guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive taken a look back at myself. and sometimes i feel dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent so much time playing games. playing till the wee hours of the morning. then sleeping in till 11 or 12. then go out and spend money. then repeating the same old process the same night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im rather ashamed of myself. im 20. and ive achieved nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i look back and ask myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would things have been different if i studied harder and not just strive for a pass?&lt;br /&gt;honestly i wouldnt care. a pass is still a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ive come to realise that things go way deeper than that. and im not the only person im striving for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost interest in my course at Temasek Poly. i really hated that. i didnt want to study. i failed on purpose. granted i didnt understand the math. and i didnt turn up for supp paper. i just wanted out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i strived for a pass in MDIS, in a course that i found to be interesting, thinking that it wouldnt matter. what mattered would be the cert. but turns out im wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wouldnt look good with just Bs and Cs. im just an average student like everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to just be anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive decided.. i really need to do something productive with my life after i finish NS. like it or not im putting up with it for 2 years. it passes faster if i think this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im growing up. certain things hold more importance to me now. i dont want to waste any more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to make my loved ones proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to give my loved ones a good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to be somebody they can look up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 2009, i really want things to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for starters, ive signed up for basic french. its something i really want to learn and master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats another matter altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope to continue this post soon. like a resolution of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i need to sleep. ive got camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3935091959626514481?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-4463313518037598266</id><published>2008-12-08T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:01:47.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>occurrences.</title><content type='html'>well what do you do on a cold and wet monday afternoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay in and watch a movie under the covers with your baby?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brew a cup of hot tea, get some cookies and read a good book? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plonk yourself in front of the tv and catch what's on? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not go for a picnic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great idea isnt it! that's what my sister's about to do at this very moment. she's going for a picnic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eew. wet grass.&lt;br /&gt;eew. cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;granted she brought a flimsy tent. but hey. if it rains on her parade, its going to be one hell of a waterlogged sister thats coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a big HAHA right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the other day my mum and i were talking about the mass influx of china workers in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that im being biased, neither am i wearing tinted glasses. but it kinda hits home when you see china workers doing everything. from sweeping the roads, to working in the shops, hell, they're even working in our hawker centres and eateries now. its not been once or twice when i get a chinese lady asking me whether i wanted extra chilli on my noodles in their heavily accented chinese. and i go like HUH. then i get what she's trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are cooking our food now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why the standard of our much beloved hawker fare is going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meepok dry&lt;/span&gt;, our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chicken rice&lt;/span&gt;, our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;char kway teow&lt;/span&gt;, what next you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really wouldnt be surprised if i see a whole hawker full of chinese workers. which kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to eat my lunch. chinese worker cooked no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: just before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/STypUkqf1kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PWh2Eaap_oA/s1600-h/fourchristmases_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/STypUkqf1kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PWh2Eaap_oA/s320/fourchristmases_bigposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277279034275780162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i caught &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CHRISTMASES&lt;/span&gt; with the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a really nice show with lots and lots of laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really good. i shant spoil the show by telling what happened okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure. the baby and i were laughing from start to end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch it now! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIVA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; LA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='occurrences.'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/STypUkqf1kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PWh2Eaap_oA/s72-c/fourchristmases_bigposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-4535474822562272618</id><published>2008-12-04T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:49:42.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, precious life</title><content type='html'>life IS precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can snap in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can be taken away from you in a split second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a snap of your fingers, the time it takes for a cough or a sneeze, or the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then all that you knew and loved would be gone from memory as the last breath ebbed from your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reading how Michael Puhaindran, hubby of Lo Hwei Yen, the brave yet tragic victim of the attacks in Mumbai a week ago, spoke of his love for HIS Yen, touched me deep down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he spoke of her as his angel, his precious. (just like how i speak of my very own precious, MY Nessa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he spoke of her about how having her in his life wasnt just a luxury, he didnt just want her, he needed her (just like how i need my own precious in my own life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were so happy together (just like how we are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were very much in love (just like how we are too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just takes a fleeting moment. and the bond that they shared was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no longer soulmates, no longer best friends, no longer lovers, no longer husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope and pray and wish hard that something so tragic shall never happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know naught of how and what i would do if i lost MY Nessa or how and what she would do if she lost HER Jon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know for sure i would be broken, in heart, in body and in soul. life would be pointless and without meaning without her by my side (that's how important she is to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it never happens to us. and to every other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those who still have not learned how to treasure and love the special somebody in your life, start learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i love you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-4535474822562272618?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4535474822562272618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=4535474822562272618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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midnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 3rd december is gone forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY 4th Month BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so very touched by the care and concern that you have showered me with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course.. your folks too.. including juliana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. all the way from serangoon to the cage which i was supposed to guard last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course baby,&lt;br /&gt;the love, the care and the concern, the delicate little touches and all the little surprises that you thought of..&lt;br /&gt;im so happy to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lots of fun today baby. even though im sick.&lt;br /&gt;really=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 4th MONTH... and counting =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11649633.post-5843393652654504589</id><published>2008-12-01T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:00:37.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>this is a call for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a really really crazy day today. right baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really wish everything turns out better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's been a lot, really a lot up my mind in recent days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things which i cant really talk about (thanks. you've been SUCH a great help singapore.)&lt;br /&gt;it makes up the bulk of what's been bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course.. i really wish i had more money.. its a very hard transition to make from 1k/mth even as a temp to 400/mth for full time work at my new WORKPLACE. pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god ive this wonderful girlfriend standing by my side, talking to me about everything and anything.. just like how i do the same for her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really. im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me something worthwhile to cheer about, anybody please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want things to change for the better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway. i did something to while away the time. thanks shan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is baby's authentic japanese name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;松尾 Matsuo (tail of a pine tree) 幸代 Sachiyo (generation of blessing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and.. this is mine..&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;山下 Yamashita (under the mountain) 美千子 Michiko (child of a thousand beauties)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's name is really nice.. mine is just.. weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5843393652654504589?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5843393652654504589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5843393652654504589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5843393652654504589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5843393652654504589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-2571326154038255417</id><published>2008-11-22T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:46:11.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little love note for you</title><content type='html'>my dear sweet vanessa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. i want to be with you and hold you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; to gently touch your face and pinch your cheeks (gently of course) as i look into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; to cuddle and snuggle with you, just to be close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; to rub your leg and stare across the couch as we talk about everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; to hold your hand everywhere we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; to lie next to you, as i look into your eyes while i caress your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; you to know how beautiful you are in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; you to know how much i cherish and adore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; you to possess my heart, all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want&lt;/span&gt; your heart, all of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with fond affection and loving thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;jonathan baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-2571326154038255417?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2571326154038255417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=2571326154038255417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2571326154038255417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2571326154038255417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-love-note-for-you.html' title='a little love note for you'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8474255702764845991</id><published>2008-11-16T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:54:54.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;here's a little excerpt of a conversation i had with this female friend of mine. hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;and gdi&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;i read ur blog&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;u're so in love can&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j o      ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whats gdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;god darn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j o      ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j o      ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes. i am in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j o      ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she's the most wonderful girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;i can tell&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;even though i dont know her&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;and i saw ur facebook&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;there's a photo of u and ur gf facing each other&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;u 2 look so cute&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j o      ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she really makes me very happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt; i can tell!&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;it's all over ur blog&lt;br /&gt;- sher says:&lt;br /&gt;and even msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j o      ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that says it all, doesnt it?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8474255702764845991?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8474255702764845991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8474255702764845991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8474255702764845991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8474255702764845991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/wheee.html' title='wheee!'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3558587514107315889</id><published>2008-11-13T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:00:04.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hands, your hands, our hands</title><content type='html'>I will hold your hands till im old and grizzled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will hold your hands till my teeth yellows and fall out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will hold your hands till my skin turns grey and mottled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will hold your hands till my hands become wrinkled and weak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will hold your hands till the day im too sick and weak until i cant hold them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but till that day comes, and may it never come, for i never want to let them go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always hold your hands tight, and walk every step of the way with you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3558587514107315889?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-5069580655391452972</id><published>2008-11-12T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:29:06.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti amo tesoro mio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Nessa Baby&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, you have changed my life completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one  who makes me beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who makes me strong.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who  makes me feel so important; you're everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show your love  to me every day. I thank God that I have found a lady like you. Please forgive me  for not giving you enough time to chat with me sometimes, but I promise I will make up for  it once we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the best thing that ever happened to me. &lt;br /&gt;You are like the best poetry ever composed, the best song ever played, the best  picture ever painted.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that someone like me could get so  lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ti amo tesoro mio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jonathan Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5069580655391452972?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5069580655391452972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5069580655391452972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5069580655391452972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5069580655391452972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/ti-amo-tesoro-mio.html' title='Ti amo tesoro mio.'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-1133755577459101852</id><published>2008-11-07T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:17:44.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little moment</title><content type='html'>im posting from my phone again..&lt;br /&gt;i cant really get to sleep, i had a power nap though;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? i have a stiff neck now! i hope it goes away, and soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it'll be my first guard duty on sat. im actually going to waste the whole day there.. what a big pity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO IT AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i guess i'll only post again on sunday.. or maybe not! i might be here tmr night, tonight technically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what im going to do to keep myself occupied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sucks. but thats the least of my concerns.. &lt;br /&gt;right now i wish i could help baby carry some of her load instead of just walking with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS WILL ALWAYS GET BETTER! IT WILL! I KNOW IT WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a untold secret between the baby and i. im sure she'll understand what im saying!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha baby im sure you get it right?! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE BABYLOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;br /&gt;i love you, nessa baby.&lt;br /&gt;sweetest dreams, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-1133755577459101852?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1133755577459101852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=1133755577459101852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1133755577459101852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1133755577459101852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-moment.html' title='a little moment'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-6262578908006757276</id><published>2008-11-04T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:34:58.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sunday and a monday</title><content type='html'>Sunday marked my, and baby's first musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVENUE Q!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SRBLI6AkNKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Vp1fSfA3E_g/s1600-h/SNC00312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SRBLI6AkNKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Vp1fSfA3E_g/s320/SNC00312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264790580778775714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided we should celebrate our 3rd month a day early, because weekdays are just so blah for a couple to spend quality time together. i surprised the baby with a pair of tickets to Avenue Q and you could see how happy she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenue Q was funny and for a couple's maiden musical, it was good. it provided many laughs throughout and we enjoyed ourselves! of course we had lots of photos taken. but that will be on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta say, the Esplanade theatre is really wonderfully done. the ambience was just wow. sorta like brings you back to the era of Romeo and Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow. our seats were great. even though a pair cost $186. i paid for the 2nd best seats in the house. and they didnt disappoint me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seats were at eye-level, and even though we couldnt see the actors' and actresses' faces THAT clearly, we werent in the front row mind you, we were still close enough to see the expressions on their faces as they acted and sang their hearts out for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad the baby enjoyed herself. we felt at home watching a musical, as though it was the 1001th time we had watched one together. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money definitely well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've made this little pact. it'll be a play next! and we want to see the concert hall too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was a great experience for the couple. and we definitely had a wonderful time together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now Monday was a different thing altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent a quiet monday together, watching tv, dinner, just some quiet quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to look for the baby after camp, dinner @ Kovan's KFC, baby wanted to eat something i liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but baby, honestly, i dont find myself liking it so much now. once in a while is alright though. you must have done something right. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we strolled back to baby's place afterwards, and had lots of fun talking on the way back. we love it when we talk dont we? about something or nothing at all. it just brings us sooo much closer each and every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;communication between lovers is totally wonderful =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the baby's such a sweet girl, she got this card for me, and bought me a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE FIRST BOOK EVER GIVEN TO ME BY MY GIRLFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the book she bought? P.S I Love You! haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means a lot! and the bookmark? it was totally L.O.V.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this lovely girl who's stolen my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she makes my heart beat so fast everytime i hug her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one and only,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lovely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;vanessa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;my baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never been happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6262578908006757276?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6262578908006757276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6262578908006757276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6262578908006757276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6262578908006757276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-and-monday.html' title='a sunday and a monday'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SRBLI6AkNKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Vp1fSfA3E_g/s72-c/SNC00312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-8053802837641777337</id><published>2008-11-03T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:36:54.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know, ;)</title><content type='html'>hehe hi baby! i just couldnt resist! i had to post! so im just gonna spend 15 mins to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooo im not posting from my computer, but from my omnia! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lying snugly under the covers, ready to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wish you were here by my side, under the covers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe oops! i almost got carried away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to say this, and bring a lovely smile to your face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3RD MONTH BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa okay okay. im gonna go to bed, otherwise *ahem ahem*.. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;goodnight baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jonathan baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8053802837641777337?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8053802837641777337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8053802837641777337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8053802837641777337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8053802837641777337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know.html' title='i know, ;)'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5578708108702123680</id><published>2008-11-01T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:06:31.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a case of mistrust</title><content type='html'>they say a leopard never changes its spots. it must just be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i got $50 stolen from me, in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there might have been a slight oversight on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my unit is quite small. and i pretty much know everybody. and its unlikely that anyone would want to steal from their camp mate. well, not everybody, but most of them. there is one who comes to mind, and he has a history of theft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always try not to judge a person by his/her history. i will still be nice to you, but is there a need to take advantage of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i place my trust in you, i give everybody a clean slate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet people misplace this trust i give them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite disheartened. i confronted the suspected person and yet he denied everything from the start. didnt you hear me? i told you clearly i wasnt going to judge you by your history. and yet you kept denying it. what am i supposed to think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not $5 or $10. its $50. which makes up 1/8 of my pay. which in turn makes it quite a significant portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had absolutely no intention of blowing this matter up. if i found my money, and the person apologized, all would be well. i wouldnt pursue the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont have much to say. i guess i have to learn to put up walls now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant let my guard down that easily. people simply cant be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except a few close to me of course. you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, you, my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a leopard never changes its spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember it well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5578708108702123680?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5578708108702123680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5578708108702123680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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&gt;im an addict. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no im not a druggie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im not a drug addict mind you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;im a total nessa lin addict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3343422200450085595?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3343422200450085595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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and ladles</title><content type='html'>Waraku was a WEIRD experience for me, to say the very least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this really huge assed bowl in front of me, and i was practically using a ladle for a spoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my oh my. i wonder how those tiny japanese people use such utensils for their meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, i got tired at the end of the meal. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. it was really tough. using chopsticks and a ladle to eat. taking into consideration im not the most adept at using a pair of chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food wasnt too bad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this salmon and salmon roe udon in hot cream sauce, baby had her chicken curry udon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the salmon slices were kinda small, and there were only a few pathetic pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon roe is kinda weird. it just explodes in your mouth. like WHAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i much preferred baby's chicken curry udon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it definitely could have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating with baby is just so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me my fork and knife anytime, anyday. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6314027523989370583?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6314027523989370583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6314027523989370583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6314027523989370583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6314027523989370583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-chopsticks-and-ladles.html' title='of chopsticks and ladles'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-412365206897948196</id><published>2008-10-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:01:00.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little here, and there</title><content type='html'>i want to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of beautiful memories of what we have, share and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos, notes, emails, entries, text messages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything! anything you can think of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anything should ever happen, touch wood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SP9MLRfRwII/AAAAAAAAAJk/maqeChWM0CI/s1600-h/tw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SP9MLRfRwII/AAAAAAAAAJk/maqeChWM0CI/s320/tw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260006646348890242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont ever want to look back one day and say to myself,&lt;br /&gt;"why do i not have anything to remind myself of how beautiful it was?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be the saddest thing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it shall never happen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;nessa baby, i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-412365206897948196?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/412365206897948196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=412365206897948196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/412365206897948196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/412365206897948196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-here-and-there.html' title='a little here, and there'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SP9MLRfRwII/AAAAAAAAAJk/maqeChWM0CI/s72-c/tw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-4208790322170217490</id><published>2008-10-20T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:44:43.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BEST OF LUCK TO THE BABY TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whatever the outcome, i'll always be your most ardent supporter and believer!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of army and its bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooner rather than later i'll retaliate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no respect. no graciousness. some people just dont even have that hint of humanity in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're so cold even ice blocks shun them. that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an S-O-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S: fair enough if you have your own opinion and you want to air it. yes i might be PES E. call me a wuss, i dont really care. if you're really that shallow to think that by not being in there shrinks my balls and makes me less of a man, well, whatever floats your boat. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please do respect my choice. i would rather be out here than in there. still, dont tell me that it isnt tiring at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it really is tiring. because im going through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;many sincere thanks =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-4208790322170217490?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4208790322170217490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=4208790322170217490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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spend some idyllic quiet time with the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was optimistic for a moment or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resort rates are crazily crazily expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not the type to throw $50 bills around. smaller denominations are still okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather go overseas for a few days honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda banned from spending that kind of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alternative options are welcome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like maybe another couple wants to join us? so we can split the cost. huishan? haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least enya offers some comfort with her haunting voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11649633.post-1842699191538314008</id><published>2008-10-12T03:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:24:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont turn the telly off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SPD8ZwIIl3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EUdhJh88FJo/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_5a0f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SPD8ZwIIl3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EUdhJh88FJo/s320/PhotoFunia_5a0f1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255978284487317362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;look baby! we're on the telly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you never thought that this would happen would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it has! we're really on television! haa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are now the stars of our very own show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so fun being with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i dont ever want to turn the television off! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;have a great day love =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-1842699191538314008?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1842699191538314008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=1842699191538314008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1842699191538314008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1842699191538314008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-turn-telly-off.html' title='dont turn the telly off'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SPD8ZwIIl3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EUdhJh88FJo/s72-c/PhotoFunia_5a0f1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-4694509303104356148</id><published>2008-10-11T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:33:37.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where do i start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SPBIPbL3NKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fQ-yNW6gMh4/s1600-h/sad-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SPBIPbL3NKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fQ-yNW6gMh4/s320/sad-face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255780194974119074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had a bad friday night. and a stupid saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so bad and stupid that i dont even know where or how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im just not going to bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about my saturday evening. or sunday. i'll see how things come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i keep waking up at 4.41am. without fail. almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want things to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-4694509303104356148?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4694509303104356148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=4694509303104356148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/4694509303104356148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/4694509303104356148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-do-i-start.html' title='where do i start?'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SPBIPbL3NKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fQ-yNW6gMh4/s72-c/sad-face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-6929614976780033720</id><published>2008-10-08T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:46:09.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SOzVdFzuMWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ENhKg3D2yDM/s1600-h/the-house-bunny-20080502042317143_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SOzVdFzuMWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ENhKg3D2yDM/s320/the-house-bunny-20080502042317143_640w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254809560986562914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the 3 ladies in the middle are the stars of the show, (from L-R) Anna Faris, Katharine McPhee and Emma Stone. Rumer Willis, Bruce Willis' daughter is the one in the brace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House Bunny was rather good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was not the usual blonde bimbo boobie fest like many people would make it out to be, with the playboy bunny tag attached to it and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny and nice. and i gotta admit, anna faris' comic timing is surprisingly good. she just does all the right things at the right time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were hilarious moments and there were emotional moments as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're looking for a boobie show, you're looking in all the wrong places because its nothing like it at all. its a very enjoyable show. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what! i watched it with the baby and her sisters', albeit in different rows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time doing something like that. and it wasnt too boring, which one might think it would be, what with the sisters' tagging along or whatnot and you cant be your usual lovey dovey self. bah. so not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NO they werent playing gooseberry at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rather fun actually to do so once in a while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats my rating for house bunny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would give it a 3.5/5, with the .5 coming from the company i had. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocknrolla and Burn After Reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-6929614976780033720?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6929614976780033720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=6929614976780033720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6929614976780033720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/6929614976780033720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-bunny.html' title='House Bunny'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SOzVdFzuMWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ENhKg3D2yDM/s72-c/the-house-bunny-20080502042317143_640w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-8044936640669270540</id><published>2008-10-06T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:10:40.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dialectic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dialectic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the art or practice of logical discussion as employed in investigating the truth of a theory or opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im not in a really good mood today,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apologies to the baby&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for passing it on to her&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but she was still so sweet. which makes me kinda happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8044936640669270540?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8044936640669270540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8044936640669270540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8044936640669270540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8044936640669270540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/dialectic.html' title='dialectic'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3261161942474331258</id><published>2008-10-04T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:58:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;this lovely girl that i have, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;she's more than just my girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;she's also..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;my pillar of support,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;my best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;my soulmate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweetheart and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;my lover..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its very very rare that you get to meet someone so special, who ticks all the right boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this im very much grateful that she's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;lots of love sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3261161942474331258?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3261161942474331258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3261161942474331258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3261161942474331258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3261161942474331258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-is.html' title='she is..'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-570756425540077797</id><published>2008-10-02T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:12:54.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2ND MONTHSARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY 2ND MONTHSARY BABYLOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BABY HAS BEEN SUCH A REAL SWEETHEART! SHE ACTUALLY GOT ME THIS CARD FOR OUR 2ND MONTHSARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SOTyLfrNuoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gvDmwsEtmHU/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SOTyLfrNuoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gvDmwsEtmHU/s320/DSC00919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252589344716077698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve been such a bummer lately! Haven’t really had much time with camp and all to get baby a little something.. I hope she doesn’t mind! Haha being the angel that she is. Im sure she won’t mind at all.. or not? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shant divulge what was written on the card, that was just the envelope though. She’s been such a real sweetheart.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Im so glad to have her by my side. we have learnt so much from each other, and we continue to do so every day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy 2nd monthsary baby! I love you lots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lets have a simply wonderful day together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;may our love and bond grow stronger each day, together we walk hand in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-570756425540077797?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/570756425540077797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=570756425540077797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/570756425540077797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/570756425540077797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/2nd-monthsary.html' title='2ND MONTHSARY'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SOTyLfrNuoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gvDmwsEtmHU/s72-c/DSC00919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11649633.post-1113045512293492603</id><published>2008-10-02T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:50:57.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it just keeps getting better</title><content type='html'>i had quite the wonderful day. it didnt feel like a work day at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0730 - 1100 : Camp =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200 - 1300 : Medical Appointment =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400 - 2200 : =))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baby was so sweet! she actually came over to tidy my room with me before we went out for dinner. she toiled long and toiled hard. and now my room looks so much neater than before. (when i tidied it myself it didnt look that good, honest) i had so much fun tidying it up with her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was touched. i've never done tidying with somebody else before and my first time just had to be this lovely girl! it was a great great experience. lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to have dinner at this peranakan restaurant which the baby said was wonderful. but pity, its closed on thursdays. its at binjai park. binjai brinjal? lol. we decided to have it tomorrow instead. special special day for us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at Cartel instead. IMM's. and i recounted quite a number of tales for the baby's ear. was supposed to have a lovely walk at henderson waves after dinner (which was fairly average IMO) but it started raining, so we just sat in the car and had some quiet time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a good week so far, it actually passed rather quickly. its friday in 10mins as we speak! HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things just keep getting better for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is absolutely delightfully lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may we all have a great day tomorrow. especially me and the baby. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-1113045512293492603?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1113045512293492603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=1113045512293492603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1113045512293492603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1113045512293492603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-just-keeps-getting-better.html' title='it just keeps getting better'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-2074101907691240861</id><published>2008-09-30T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:06:51.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little bits of joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a shoutout to my muslim friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got wet in the morning, in the afternoon, and at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that kinda wet, dirty-minded you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got wet from the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talking on the bank of the singapore river with the baby at my side was really great, with the gentle wind ruffling us. we were comfortable and happy, though both were tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strolling hand in hand, we were basking in the warmth of each other's company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the simplest things which makes you happy sometimes. isnt it true baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;her company is simply, absolutely, wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-2074101907691240861?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-3827191969565820614</id><published>2008-09-28T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:30:11.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday bash</title><content type='html'>my baby just had the most wonderful birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she loved all her 5 presents + an absolutely great dinner at Barnacles.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could just see the happiness on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy that she loved every moment of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures shall be on my facebook as soon as baby uploads them from my Samsung Omnia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3827191969565820614?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3827191969565820614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3827191969565820614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3827191969565820614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3827191969565820614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-bash.html' title='birthday bash'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3046508412745360153</id><published>2008-09-24T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:44:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second skin</title><content type='html'>been really busy. and really really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp, baby, home,&lt;br /&gt;camp, baby, home,&lt;br /&gt;with the occasional gym session,&lt;br /&gt;or baby meeting her girlfriends once in a while for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i dont really have the time to update regularly. but certain things hold much more importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the baby for instance. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like i dont have enough time. dumb army takes up 1/2 of my day =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another piece of news. i got my Omnia alr. but im still trying to figure out how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jeans are fast becoming my second skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it isnt such a bad thing. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3046508412745360153?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3046508412745360153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3046508412745360153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3046508412745360153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/3046508412745360153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/second-skin.html' title='second skin'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8327713914991715149</id><published>2008-09-19T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:37:57.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goose grouse</title><content type='html'>am at the baby's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some wonderful quality time with the baby =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which has been LONG OVERDUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1st week of camp life has been.. deadly boring to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;i could have died and gone to hell and back and repeated the same process again. and still be able to die again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this grouse i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city chain should send its staff for more product training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case in question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at the MSQ branch today, wanting to replace the battery of my Hamilton watch.&lt;br /&gt;the salesgirl, who was from china, didnt even know what Hamilton was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i dont know whats the chinese name for Hamilton. but its Hamilton ffs. you work in a watch dealership, i expect you to know your brands. not extensive knowledge, but at least the basics of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was totally unapologetic at all. when i said "you prolly dont even know what it is anyway"&lt;br /&gt;she retorted back in an embarrassed yet sarcastic manner and said "yeah i guess so (wo ye zhe me xiang), thats cheena anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more info about Hamilton watches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.hamiltonwatch.com/"&gt;www.hamiltonwatch.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off. the baby awaits. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8327713914991715149?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8327713914991715149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8327713914991715149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8327713914991715149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8327713914991715149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/goose-grouse.html' title='goose grouse'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-5528928509196595830</id><published>2008-09-18T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:05:31.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank blank</title><content type='html'>walked home from the gym,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind was a total washout. nothing came through at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt even manage to say anything to angela, whom i bumped into. just nod and nod and nod and SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one person occupied my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mood: lousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to wake up latest 5.15am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my oh my.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-5528928509196595830?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5528928509196595830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=5528928509196595830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5528928509196595830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/5528928509196595830'/><link 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just today, this afternoon in fact, this certain organisation made me waste $17.50 on cab fare. i had to cab down to the office at which im supposed to work at for the next two years from my home. can you imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might say i could have taken public transport. but hey. my superior threatened to hold me back 1.5hours past my usual dismissal time. which sucks. so i had no choice but to cab down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i have to cab down in the afternoon you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats because i had to go for my medical appointment, and i wasnt dressed for work, so i had to go home and shower and change before i could leave. then my superior sent me that damning text, of which the contents i shant divulge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*psst, this organisation is all powerful, thats why i have to be careful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. this really happened to me. up till now, i still dont know when i signed that damned 2 year contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must have happened when i was born on 18th may 1988.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats must be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-1010034912454160466?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1010034912454160466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=1010034912454160466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/1010034912454160466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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this early.&lt;br /&gt;2. the sky was still dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things were different however, when i stepped out of harbourfront station. i noticed two things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. there were birds fluttering around. and there was this irritating mynah chirping right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;2. the sky was blue, not black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, the baby was soooo sweet. she came to sorta pick me up from camp after she was done with school! she dropped her slipper though. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be my turn to do so tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8407777864368610209?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8407777864368610209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8407777864368610209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8407777864368610209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8407777864368610209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-only-takes-this-little-time.html' title='it only takes this little time.'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-2836732244122712094</id><published>2008-09-15T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:32:16.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pens, papers, paperclips</title><content type='html'>CMPB was stupid. the whole enlistment process took less than 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my mum and dad wasted their time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby didnt go with me, even though i knew how much she wanted to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but she has a test tomorrow in school, and i wanted very much for her to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some silly oath taking ceremony, national anthem and poof! its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FELT NOTHING to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. my camp's at portsdown road, which is like smack in between harbourfront and queenstown. travelling shouldnt be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was texting the baby during my whole day in camp. and i even registered for the car "sticker", just so i can drive in to the camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp's quite small.. and the people are rather.. i dont know yet. give me a few more days.&lt;br /&gt;the downside is that my camp has quite a number of high ranking f-ed up people. so i better tread carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness, mine isnt a stay in camp. i get to come out at 5.30pm on mondays to thursdays and 5pm on fridays! the good life of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crippled&lt;/span&gt; soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT MEANS MORE TIME WITH THE BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry shan.. i know jacjac is stuck.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention, i got my hair cut at the barber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the baby so much.&lt;br /&gt;she's so lovable, with all her calls :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;book in's at 7.30. which is dumb, but kinda normal i guess.&lt;br /&gt;that means i have to sleep earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;otherwise the baby will rant at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-2836732244122712094?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2836732244122712094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=2836732244122712094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2836732244122712094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/2836732244122712094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/pens-papers-paperclips.html' title='pens, papers, paperclips'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-421855632468010031</id><published>2008-09-15T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:30:00.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its time..</title><content type='html'>its really happening as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 10.30am. i should be at CMPB right now with my folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think the baby will be here with me as she has an exam on tuesday and i want her to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so gonna miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its two years of my life. its god damn slavery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what choice do i have? its slavery or jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nuts considering what they put us through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it isnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be safe and sound, and get out peacefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-421855632468010031?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/421855632468010031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=421855632468010031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/421855632468010031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/421855632468010031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-time.html' title='its time..'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-8572021572178016362</id><published>2008-09-14T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:56:17.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boom shaka laka</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;united lost to scum. boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lol newcastle lost to hull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hello! shop didnt allow me to get my Omnia. boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wasted 1 hour of my life waiting to settle the 1626 call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only bright spark(s) these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Sakae sushi + teppanyaki buffet dinner with the precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Mamma Mia! with the lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. winning close to 100$ just watching footie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. pizza hut with the baby while she watched footie with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can fully utilize blogger's scheduled post function though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally dreading it even im PES E. lambast me for you want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really care.. im only going through it because the rigid system doesnt leave me with any other option..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8572021572178016362?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8572021572178016362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>start the countdown people..</title><content type='html'>3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than 72hours to go. time's going to fly so quickly, like its never flown before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my mind's full of thoughts flying around, knocking into each other with seemingly no direction of where exactly to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i dont want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my life. get it? i dont like to be forced to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just so tensed up right now but i have no choice. do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;somebody, anybody, preferably the baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;take me away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to enjoy my time with the baby :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, time, pass slowly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8172435208926164700?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8172435208926164700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=8172435208926164700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8172435208926164700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/8172435208926164700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/start-countdown-people.html' title='start the countdown people..'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-3422074789355582307</id><published>2008-09-10T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:32:54.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read this.</title><content type='html'>spent the whole afternoon baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was some leftovers and remnants from morning's breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was instant noodles with hash browns all alone at home in front of the google box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty stupid day while it lasted, except for the fact that i was baking for the baby and my in-laws(HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for own consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that it was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"quick! tie me up to something immovable! dont let them take me away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im going to wrap myself around baby and not let go. so they cant take me away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*grins maniacally*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-3422074789355582307?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3422074789355582307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=3422074789355582307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and all i want to do is see her lovely face, hold her in my arms and spend all my time with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet again, i hear of another friend of mine who wants to downgrade. remember lin yi? the one who couldnt wait to serve? now he wants to downgrade. which we all knew he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole thing is getting on my nerves. a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reiterate again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all i want to do is see her lovely face, hold her in my arms and spend all my time with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-4180112475316912603?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-11649633.post-8541595288280686716</id><published>2008-09-09T08:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:48:19.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its tuesday</title><content type='html'>and so ends my stay at rednano, and SPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one which im hardly willing to part with, if it wasnt for the stupid fact that i had to enlist and then study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a move that i have been forced to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circumstances permitting, i definitely wouldnt mind going back there, especially the people who made it so wonderful for me are still there of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how people read my site and they dont really like to tag, i know of a few from my workplace :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ee Kheng, Matt, Ed, Pauline, Vemmy and Angela&lt;/span&gt; for making it such a wonderful stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of weird, being at home, when i should have been at work.&lt;br /&gt;and i came home yesterday and told mum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"mum i dont want to go to the army, i want to work and study"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i dont really have a choice. but still, in an ideal society, i would have liked to stay on until school starts next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i leave with a heavy heart, but i brought back with me lots of fun times and great friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-8541595288280686716?l=wickedly-delicious.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-11649633.post-7757970931501175888</id><published>2008-09-06T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:52:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a couple of other things</title><content type='html'>1st monthsary celebration was sweet, Wall-E was rather boring, the night overall was great fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our 1st monthsary celebration @ Sizzler, food was.. rather normal. we could have had more food, but due to a couple of reasons, we didnt. what followed was a Singapore Flyer ride! it was very nice, with the company i had it was awesome. i felt this special bond on the Flyer with the baby. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW last night was a totally different thing! we watched Wall-E, and i have to admit, i was rather bored. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;the total lack of dialogue was mind-numbing. you know, when your brain's about to shut down.&lt;br /&gt;try it, when one of the few things said was, Wall...E and EEEE-va&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll give Wall-E a rating of 3/5. no dialogue means my brain doesnt process anything! that means boredom! definitely a big turn-off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found the short clip before the movie so much more interesting! not to mention having a popcorn poked in my eye! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie was followed by a drive to Rochor Beancurd at Albert Street, where i bought a takeaway bowl and had it in the car with the baby at some quiet place away from the hustle and bustle. the soya beancurd was delicious! baby was loving every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such fun, such laughter, such happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only thing lacking is some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fret not! it'll soon be up, on facebook and here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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things'/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00398936301062699138</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-11649633.post-7727669730841302700</id><published>2008-09-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:43:16.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy 1st official Monthsary baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SL3dIGwKlbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ivJqvwXSmiU/s1600-h/n661159257_1292155_898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ab0uPn_2uxg/SL3dIGwKlbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ivJqvwXSmiU/s320/n661159257_1292155_898.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241588672650450354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;words can never say how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;let's have a wonderful day together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7727669730841302700?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7727669730841302700/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-11649633.post-7191061715845670151</id><published>2008-09-02T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:07:25.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain and whatnot</title><content type='html'>stuck in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im facing the prospect of possibly a friday alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update at 7.05pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;baby?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11649633-7191061715845670151?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7191061715845670151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11649633&amp;postID=7191061715845670151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11649633/posts/default/7191061715845670151'/><link rel='self' 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miss my friends in SPH. everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the times i had here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i had a considerably fine weekend. saturday was peaceful, sunday was so hectic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human logjam started all the way from Citylink, and we were moving along at a snail's pace for 20minutes before reaching the convention centre. a journey which usually takes.. 10minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squeezing and jostling (read elbowing, not so me, but the rest of the people) with the insane crowd at suntec on sunday, all the baby and i could do was to manouevre around the little pockets of space just so baby could get things for her sisters. 2 HDDS and 1 printer. thank god baby came out unscathed. im fine with insane crowds, being used to it and all, not so baby, she hates it! well, like i said, thank god she came out unscathed. she was even happy that she made it out in 1 piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so me. i had to lug a Epson printer all the way from Suntec through Citylink to Serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies to all the people who i hurt when unintentionally bumping into you. its kinda hard to walk with a printer rubbing against you. i for one definitely wouldnt like to get poked by a printer in the butt or somewhere more sensitive, i gotta admit, there were some people whom i "poked" intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit okay. but it was only so i could make space to get baby out of tight spots. forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2 more days..&lt;br /&gt;its 2 more days..&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/11649633-2960084749042545328?l=wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wickedly-delicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2960084749042545328/comments/default' title='Post 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