<?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-1994502647240533474</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:29:27.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piggywiggie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-1293330096821312198</id><published>2009-04-22T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:07:06.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpenters - I know I need to be in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VaxkSA49svw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VaxkSA49svw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hardest thing I've ever done is keep believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's someone in this crazy world for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that people come and go through temporary lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chance could come and I might never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to say "No promises, let's keep it simple"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But freedom only helps you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a while for me to learn that nothing comes for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price I paid is high enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  I know I need to be in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I know I've wasted too much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And fool enough to think that's what I'll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So here I am with pockets full of good intentions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But none of them will comfort me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I'm wide awake at 4 a.m. without a friend in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I'm hanging on a hope but I'm all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-1293330096821312198?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/1293330096821312198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=1293330096821312198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1293330096821312198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1293330096821312198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/carpenters-i-know-i-need-to-be-in-love.html' title='Carpenters - I know I need to be in Love'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-3908051982909976222</id><published>2009-04-16T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:20:50.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A reflective song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every now and then I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every night you keep stayin' on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All my friends say I'll survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It just takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I don't think time is gonna heal this broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No I don't see how it can if it's broken all apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A million miracles could never stop the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Or put all the pieces together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No I don't think time is gonna heal this broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No I don't see how it can while we are still apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And when you hear this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hope that you will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;That time won't heal a broken-hearted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every day is just the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Playin' games, different lovers, different names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;They keep sayin' I'll survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It just takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Time won't heal a broken-hearted me &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/1994502647240533474-3908051982909976222?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/3908051982909976222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=3908051982909976222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3908051982909976222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3908051982909976222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/reflective-song.html' title='A reflective song'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-633167840654313515</id><published>2009-04-16T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:15:49.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take control !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grab a hold on yourself !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ! Piggie, be real.&lt;br /&gt;TOY is definitely not interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop it or otherwise&lt;br /&gt;be a nuisance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&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/1994502647240533474-633167840654313515?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/633167840654313515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=633167840654313515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/633167840654313515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/633167840654313515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-control.html' title='Take control !'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-812948330529408866</id><published>2009-04-14T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:50:44.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destinations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to travel to these faraway lands, if I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongkong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoi An&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,IF I can&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/1994502647240533474-812948330529408866?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/812948330529408866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=812948330529408866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/812948330529408866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/812948330529408866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/destinations.html' title='Destinations'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-358915449723537347</id><published>2009-04-14T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:40:35.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope(ful)(less)(ing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where has piggiewiggie been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland is the answer.  Cos he found a new toy! Well not exactly toy -toy.  But someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's call that person TOY but sadly, it's one sided, I guess, based on all the signs so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I am in dreamland. &lt;br /&gt;TOY probably doesn't know that when TOY replied my messages online or otherwise,&lt;br /&gt;it made my day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would carry this silly grin everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best would be the said outing we would go on but yet to be realised,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps due to busy work schedules&lt;br /&gt;and hard-to-coincide off days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, that still gave me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I will be able to know TOY more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I will be able to let TOY know me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly head-over-heels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly kiddish!&lt;br /&gt;(me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it can be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that TOY would finally contact me.&lt;br /&gt;(that would so move me to tears - told ya I am kiddish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggiewiggie is in dreamland, ain't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is all I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.for that strain of romance that can forebear any light in my world.&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/1994502647240533474-358915449723537347?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/358915449723537347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=358915449723537347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/358915449723537347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/358915449723537347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/hopefullessing.html' title='Hope(ful)(less)(ing)'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-8277785514176628593</id><published>2009-04-06T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:32:11.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Ties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;I always enjoyed meals with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would chat about work, catch up, share stories and experiences and of course his occasional naggings about remembering to do things that I should do etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, I found more significance in these meal-times. It's a constant reminder of this once young tall and lanky chap who has aged so much. And been in such a large part of both me and sister's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, once, catch him with his mind wondering off into the distant... And I speculate that probably could be his wonderance of tee-ing off at his favourite golf course after that lunch with my uncles and close family friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, he should.   And that is now a priority on the checklist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional Hainanese kueh below brought back alot of memories (its name is pronounced as "bwah"). They remind me of my late-"beh nian" (wife of my eldest uncle) who made these for special family occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1617425&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=141661490243&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=141661490243&amp;amp;id=744268584"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/2581_72237803584_744268584_1617425_4436698_a.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/1994502647240533474-8277785514176628593?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/8277785514176628593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=8277785514176628593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/8277785514176628593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/8277785514176628593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/family-ties.html' title='Family Ties'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-1724435749235206573</id><published>2009-04-06T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:30:54.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Planes, Airports &amp; Madame Tussauds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/Sdry-9EInDI/AAAAAAAAADk/j-ODI4QnCIs/s1600-h/Paya_Lebar_Airport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/Sdry-9EInDI/AAAAAAAAADk/j-ODI4QnCIs/s320/Paya_Lebar_Airport.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321833073049377842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should quickly capture this before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pick up dad from the hotel bar where he is having a catch up session with his long time friends Alex and Arthur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the uncles, both of them are obviously pleasantly pleased to have me join them for drinks and their make merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit there, so much memories came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were former colleagues of my dad as were many and very close. To date, 40 years of friendship still stand as strong as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If memories serve me right, they were colleagues back in the good old days when airlines are flying out of Paya Lebar Airport. Yes, I vaguely remember that small piece memory in me that I had been there before. The orange brown mushroom counters - now taken over by military staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a forgotten memory is this plane that SIA flew.  I guess we are the only asian airline that ever have the Concorde in our fleet before and it operated out of Paya Lebar Airport for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SdryvONUaqI/AAAAAAAAADc/q37FfpKoy3s/s1600-h/sia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SdryvONUaqI/AAAAAAAAADc/q37FfpKoy3s/s320/sia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321832802773396130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the move to Changi where our iconic ATC tower stood for many years, and still is, and been the backdrop of many accolades garnered over the years of our proud nation. And those were the days when I spent many childhood days running around the airport, visiting my dad after school, during holidays, and being cared for by the many uncles and aunties. I remember as many as I could, uncle michael, pandian, arthur, alex, francis (the-late), matthias and aunty peggy among the many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had only Terminal 1 then. But many memories, gosh, flashes of playing around the gallery looking at aircraft being towed out /in, taking off and landing, the huge Boeing 747s mega-tops. The smartly dressed aircrew and cabin crew was the envy of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the counter crews, they were also dressed in the beautiful kebayas unlike the typical staff you see at your check in counters now. Travelling was a different experience that time. You can enjoy the light fragrance of real (growing) orchids in the airport during those days. Really !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dad's days in the industry was really appreciated by me, for I looked back and thank the divine One, that I had been luckier than alot of kids my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just before primary school, I had the opportunity to look at the "Queen Elizabeth" at Madame Tussaud's, visited the site where Mary of Scots got beheaded at the Tower, walked across the London Bridge, stood at the spot where Charles and Diana got married at Westminster, looked through a looking glass at the top of Effiel Tower, watched the change of guard parade at Buckingham, plucked my first apricot fruit off the backyard in california, took a ride thru the Magic Mountain, gazed at the mesmerizing Electric Parade at Disney, got splashed at by the orcas at Sea World San Diego, played the arcades at Circus Circus at Las Vegas, shouted into the echoes of the Grand Canyon, looked at the preserved carcass of the polar bear in Alaska..... gosh and i remember that besides the aunties and uncles that went on that month long trip with us, my dad was with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I began to understand why. Perhaps my dad wanna spend that kind of time with me before I enter formal school and grow up too fast, be a teenage rebel and begin my own life. And that suddenly reminded me how precious it is. Those times together - father and son - overseas, giving me the experience before any kids does. No my family is not wealthy and I could have only enjoyed these privileged because of the labour of my dad in the travel industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I look at 3 greying men having their beers, singing along to the live band to their favourite music, sharing with me their stories, reminding me to show up for the Xmas dinner (already?), I am thankful again, once again, and again - for the memories and for the care. To my dad, the love he has for his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many lessons I can learn from just this impromptu one night gathering with them.  Perhaps in another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now thanks for the memories and I am already looking forward to the Xmas dinner already. It would be great to catch up with Mandy (uncle Alex's daughter) and Kevin (uncle Arthur's son). Excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-1724435749235206573?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/1724435749235206573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=1724435749235206573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1724435749235206573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1724435749235206573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-planes-airports-madame-tussauds.html' title='Of Planes, Airports &amp; Madame Tussauds'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/Sdry-9EInDI/AAAAAAAAADk/j-ODI4QnCIs/s72-c/Paya_Lebar_Airport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-6468207650988665633</id><published>2009-04-06T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:20:24.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoof of Wonder Girls</title><content type='html'>The "gay" version of Wonder Girls! Ha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbW5HG1P02c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbW5HG1P02c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-6468207650988665633?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/6468207650988665633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=6468207650988665633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/6468207650988665633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/6468207650988665633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/spoof-of-wonder-girls.html' title='Spoof of Wonder Girls'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-2970445853968741433</id><published>2009-04-06T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:11:05.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My current obsession in my IPod</title><content type='html'>Yes I am going gaga over them.  Have them on my playlist all the time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xR5JOp_jO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xR5JOp_jO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yz9LQy0rmq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yz9LQy0rmq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-2970445853968741433?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/2970445853968741433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=2970445853968741433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2970445853968741433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2970445853968741433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-current-obsession-in-my-ipod.html' title='My current obsession in my IPod'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-3195542633545194787</id><published>2009-04-06T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:06:45.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Been away from the blog for a while.  Nothing much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain busy with he mundane stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-3195542633545194787?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/3195542633545194787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=3195542633545194787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3195542633545194787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3195542633545194787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-753232506126135312</id><published>2008-12-18T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:02:28.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>類似愛情 ELVA 蕭亞軒</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_1fNlrSU1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-3002310915958325033?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/3002310915958325033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=3002310915958325033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3002310915958325033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3002310915958325033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/12/intermission.html' title='Intermission'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-3488395070980380541</id><published>2008-12-06T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:44:21.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching and Hoping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;走在紅毯那一天, 帶上幸福的戒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;有個人 斯守到永遠, 是一生所願&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1994502647240533474-3488395070980380541?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/3488395070980380541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=3488395070980380541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3488395070980380541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3488395070980380541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/12/touching-and-hoping.html' title='Touching and Hoping'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-3113263713629771380</id><published>2008-11-26T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:50:07.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeful !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready for the New Year !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYUMs8Np2iw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYUMs8Np2iw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Perfect Year &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Bring out the old, bring in the new&lt;br /&gt;A midnight wish to share with you&lt;br /&gt;Your lips are warm, my head is light&lt;br /&gt;Were we alive before tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; I don't need a crowded ballroom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I want is here&lt;br /&gt;If you're with me, next year will be&lt;br /&gt;The perfect year&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; No need to hear the music play&lt;br /&gt;Our eyes say all there is to say&lt;br /&gt;The clock has struck&lt;br /&gt;The die is cast, let's take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Forget the past&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; I don't need a crowded ballroom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I want is here&lt;br /&gt;If you're with me, next year will be&lt;br /&gt;The perfect year&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; I don't need a crowded ballroom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I want is here&lt;br /&gt;If you're with me, next year will be&lt;br /&gt;The perfect year&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; It's New Year's Eve, and hopes are high&lt;br /&gt;Dance one year in, kiss one good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Another chance, another start&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams to tease the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; We don't need a crowded ballroom&lt;br /&gt;Everything we want is here&lt;br /&gt;And face to face, we will embrace&lt;br /&gt;The perfect year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; We don't need a crowded ballroom&lt;br /&gt;Everything we want is here&lt;br /&gt;And face to face, w will embrace&lt;br /&gt;The perfect year&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;i&gt;Music:&lt;/i&gt; Andrew Lloyd Webber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Show:&lt;/i&gt; Sunset Boulevard  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-3113263713629771380?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/3113263713629771380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=3113263713629771380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3113263713629771380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/3113263713629771380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/hopeful.html' title='Hopeful !'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-881286596224795117</id><published>2008-11-26T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:27:04.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You will never be a size 5.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SS0G8P1-oUI/AAAAAAAAADM/9vT2ojWywCM/s1600-h/17_skinnies_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SS0G8P1-oUI/AAAAAAAAADM/9vT2ojWywCM/s320/17_skinnies_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272878370835571010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always believed in managing expectations.  We expect to be this or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We expect to be be someone else's dream guy.&lt;br /&gt;We expect ourseleves to meet other's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living up to expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy... it can be, if you don't have it easy somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, how many times do we realise, we have our own in-born limitations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that we resign to the "what to do, born like that what..." attitude.&lt;br /&gt;That's not putting in effort.  Nothing comes by without effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna confess that the past 2 weeks have been the worst days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I allowed myself to wallow in the dumps for the longest time since the days when&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make the cut as a military pilot.&lt;br /&gt;My loss and failures suddenly overwhelmed me.&lt;br /&gt;I let them.&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. Relationship. Career.&lt;br /&gt;All came to a total halt. Crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;And finally I managed to remind myself, I have to manage my own expectations too.&lt;br /&gt;I have also my own limitations.&lt;br /&gt;I reminded myself of my strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;I have times when I am not as resilient as I thought myself to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I could navigate out of this mess.&lt;br /&gt;I will try.&lt;br /&gt;To the best I can, with the resources I have.&lt;br /&gt;As the person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me borrow a scripted line from a chick movie I saw long time before.&lt;br /&gt;"You will never be a size 5..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell.&lt;br /&gt;I just make sure I be the sexiest size 10 as I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;26 Nov 2008.&lt;br /&gt;4pm Singapore time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am back.&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/1994502647240533474-881286596224795117?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/881286596224795117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=881286596224795117' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/881286596224795117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/881286596224795117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-will-never-be-size-5.html' title='&quot;You will never be a size 5..&quot;'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SS0G8P1-oUI/AAAAAAAAADM/9vT2ojWywCM/s72-c/17_skinnies_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-3489903715204498151</id><published>2008-11-24T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:02:08.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 100 - Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SStqlqQoeMI/AAAAAAAAADE/eCLGkv6gcc0/s1600-h/Musclepup%27s_Fav014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SStqlqQoeMI/AAAAAAAAADE/eCLGkv6gcc0/s320/Musclepup%27s_Fav014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424983999051970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim.&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/1994502647240533474-3489903715204498151?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/3489903715204498151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=3489903715204498151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-4977130130174039945</id><published>2008-11-23T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:27:15.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An impulsive trip down memory lane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just have to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T54YbYkLRt0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T54YbYkLRt0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_NzTSUzZQwA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_NzTSUzZQwA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-uBpwN1a50&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-uBpwN1a50&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2ngqUY8h6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2ngqUY8h6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysmWKTpoblc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysmWKTpoblc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hCzIFGkvfN4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hCzIFGkvfN4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are so so so so many more..... &lt;sigh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1994502647240533474-4977130130174039945?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/4977130130174039945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=4977130130174039945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/4977130130174039945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/4977130130174039945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/impulsive-trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='An impulsive trip down memory lane...'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-1165691691794785364</id><published>2008-11-23T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T05:03:43.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>45 Years of Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K-K2SysxwRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K-K2SysxwRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for the memories Channel 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the night together with&lt;br /&gt;my granny watching the programs&lt;br /&gt;on her black and white TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From black &amp;amp; white to color CRT tv&lt;br /&gt;from projection to LCD&lt;br /&gt;Channel 8 had provided a focal&lt;br /&gt;time for me and my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle,&lt;br /&gt;Han Wei,&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Rong...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartiest congratluations again&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for the memories.&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/1994502647240533474-1165691691794785364?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/1165691691794785364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=1165691691794785364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1165691691794785364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1165691691794785364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/45-years-of-celebration.html' title='45 Years of Celebration'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-7489937256304548429</id><published>2008-11-20T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:35:30.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSZjn4DNeLI/AAAAAAAAACA/mmacE4880ck/s1600-h/luggage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSZjn4DNeLI/AAAAAAAAACA/mmacE4880ck/s320/luggage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271009950595643570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been wanting to go travelling.  I have not had that opportunity yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the day when I can drop everything and see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience the culture of each country,&lt;br /&gt;the vibrance of each city,&lt;br /&gt;the simplicity of each village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I be alone on that trip ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or will I find companions on the same path?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way I am sure it will be a blessing.&lt;br /&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/1994502647240533474-7489937256304548429?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/7489937256304548429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=7489937256304548429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7489937256304548429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7489937256304548429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/travelling.html' title='Travelling'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSZjn4DNeLI/AAAAAAAAACA/mmacE4880ck/s72-c/luggage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-2351188374411539445</id><published>2008-11-17T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:26:03.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>冰糖葫蘆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSJsnP4f9yI/AAAAAAAAABw/GEhE9iq9alA/s1600-h/Img214257996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSJsnP4f9yI/AAAAAAAAABw/GEhE9iq9alA/s320/Img214257996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269893935511107362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;冰糖葫蘆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing Tang Hulu (Candied Haw on a Stick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had them in Beijing.  And they are fresh !&lt;br /&gt;I can run thru 3 sticks at one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them, absolutely uplifting.&lt;br /&gt;Inexpensive treat anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn. I have a craving for it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSJtxGA4zrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HO9HeB6UlLg/s1600-h/2240646095_4e2ea53e07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSJtxGA4zrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HO9HeB6UlLg/s320/2240646095_4e2ea53e07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269895204172254898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1994502647240533474-2351188374411539445?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/2351188374411539445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=2351188374411539445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2351188374411539445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2351188374411539445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/bingg-tang-hulu-candied-haw-on-stick.html' title='冰糖葫蘆'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SSJsnP4f9yI/AAAAAAAAABw/GEhE9iq9alA/s72-c/Img214257996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-2643546338587594028</id><published>2008-11-17T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T06:28:23.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can $12 million do?</title><content type='html'>I read with mixed feelings about the losses that 2 town councils lost through investing their sinking funds in the failed products of Lehman, Merrill Lynch and Morgan Stanley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me I think the principle and spirit behind the investments are sound.  However, the process of selecting the right investment vehicle seems to be found wanting in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These funds are still public funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the same care must be shown for all public monies as with the sinking funds.   Town councils are not Temasek Holdings or GIC.    I don't think they have investment analysts in their payroll (or do they ???).   If they have fund managers, I think we ought to know who they appointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% risk-tolerant in these cases, seems to be very uncalled for.  There are no guarantees at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MND say they have guidelines and yet do not wish to over-limit the flexibility the Town Council has over their funds.   I think that is a surprising about turn in managing public funds !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shocked into asking the following questions :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Isn't the Ministry of Finance the final authority in giving guidelines on the usage of public funds ?  And that such further inter-ministry guidelines are issued in line with MoF guidelines?&lt;br /&gt;So did MND follow MoF overall guidelines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The disbursement of such large amount of cash for investment in high-risk products would have been reported through to the Accountant-General office.  Why were there no question raised ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The annual audit of accounts would also have picked up such high risks disbursements through the Auditor-General office.   Why were there no mention in the last AG report to the Parliament?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If the above are circumvented, does that mean the top-man in Town Councils have such high authority ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If they appoint fund managers, are there processes and frameworks set-up to review fund manager's performance and investment style ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am questioning because I feel the loss of the money - heartpain ah - could be better used elsewhere such as :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- helping needy families have a roof over their heads&lt;br /&gt;- setting up more bursaries to help needy students to get a chance in education&lt;br /&gt;- provide more grants to AFA for stronger public awareness of sexual diseases and education.&lt;br /&gt;- build more handicap friendly facilities etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's alot what $12 million can do !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the public should let it go like this.   An inquiry should be set up. Clear the air.&lt;br /&gt;Since we have been harping on good governance, I think the public deserve the explanation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-2643546338587594028?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/2643546338587594028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=2643546338587594028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2643546338587594028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2643546338587594028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-can-12-million-do.html' title='What can $12 million do?'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-6667528334466736039</id><published>2008-11-14T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:07:02.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weaknesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SR5m5xfAi6I/AAAAAAAAABg/fcdjPqUpdaw/s1600-h/recipe_wineicecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SR5m5xfAi6I/AAAAAAAAABg/fcdjPqUpdaw/s320/recipe_wineicecream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268761756792032162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wine and desserts, particularly ice-cream are my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share with me a nice glass of wine and a delish ice-cream and I am yours !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I am talking about gastronomical weaknesses here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salut !&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/1994502647240533474-6667528334466736039?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/6667528334466736039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=6667528334466736039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/6667528334466736039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/6667528334466736039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/weaknesses.html' title='Weaknesses'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SR5m5xfAi6I/AAAAAAAAABg/fcdjPqUpdaw/s72-c/recipe_wineicecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-9124330949736118201</id><published>2008-11-12T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:09:57.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush...</title><content type='html'>Yes I am rushing.... its a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate to get life back into a discipline which will offer me a system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is pressurising and getting crazy.  I guess we are trying to balance things a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rushing to complete my work before December comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rushing to get my gym work into a fixed disciplined schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rushing to get change in !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ! Enough of grumblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up ! Thanksgiving and Christmas....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-9124330949736118201?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/9124330949736118201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=9124330949736118201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/9124330949736118201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/9124330949736118201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/rush.html' title='Rush...'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-7950717923409522412</id><published>2008-11-12T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:46:59.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 100 days - update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRujD2masPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vq6IIki4l-c/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRujD2masPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vq6IIki4l-c/s320/153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267983475731509490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda wierd.... been at it rather regularly.   I realised I gained another kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully its a spike and wont last long, and hopefully that kg is of lean mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.  Ok more huff and puff at the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-7950717923409522412?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/7950717923409522412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=7950717923409522412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7950717923409522412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7950717923409522412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/project-100-days-update.html' title='Project 100 days - update.'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRujD2masPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vq6IIki4l-c/s72-c/153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-2509893606776049041</id><published>2008-11-09T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:34:27.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, this song took me thru the rough times some time back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen,&lt;br /&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A melody I've start&lt;br /&gt;But can't complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, to the sound from deep within&lt;br /&gt;It's only beginning&lt;br /&gt;To find release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;the time has come&lt;br /&gt;for my dreams to be heard&lt;br /&gt;They will not be pushed aside and turned&lt;br /&gt;Into your own&lt;br /&gt;all cause you won't&lt;br /&gt;Listen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen,&lt;br /&gt;I am alone at a crossroads&lt;br /&gt;I'm not at home, in my own home&lt;br /&gt;And I tried and tried&lt;br /&gt;To say whats on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You should have known&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done believing you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;br /&gt;I followed the voice&lt;br /&gt;you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have listened&lt;br /&gt;There is someone here inside&lt;br /&gt;Someone I'd thought had died&lt;br /&gt;So long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm screaming out, for my dreams to be heard&lt;br /&gt;They will not be pushed aside or worse&lt;br /&gt;Into your own&lt;br /&gt;All cause you won't&lt;br /&gt;Listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be moving on&lt;br /&gt;If you don't....&lt;br /&gt;If you won't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN!!!...&lt;br /&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A melody I've start&lt;br /&gt;But I will complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done believing you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;br /&gt;I followed the voice, you think you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;br /&gt;my own...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-2509893606776049041?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/2509893606776049041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=2509893606776049041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2509893606776049041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/2509893606776049041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/listen.html' title='Listen.'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-1851696600012055603</id><published>2008-11-09T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:26:59.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 100 Days</title><content type='html'>Yup, I am into the 7th day of my project 100 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose some weight. 20 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tone up. Need more definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulk up. Yeah I wanna be a hulk-of-a behemoth !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current weigh in 88 kg ! Good number ! and stand at 175cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-1851696600012055603?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/1851696600012055603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=1851696600012055603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1851696600012055603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1851696600012055603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/project-100-days.html' title='Project 100 Days'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-1818020894305137788</id><published>2008-11-09T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:24:35.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counter</title><content type='html'>Been having problems finding a right counter for stats of visitors to my humble blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone able to gimme a pointer in the right direction on this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-1818020894305137788?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/1818020894305137788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=1818020894305137788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1818020894305137788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/1818020894305137788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/moving-on.html' title='Counter'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-7781062455538708268</id><published>2008-11-03T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T05:53:34.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly Closing A Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SQ-mVC-022I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZ0Vi4gp4SI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SQ-mVC-022I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZ0Vi4gp4SI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264609369927244642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought I would start off this blog with a closing of a chapter in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been through a rough break a few months back.   6 years.  It is not easy to go through the break after 6 years of emotional attachment, co-committments on many things and financial undertakings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't initiate it.   I let X cast the first stone.   I was accused of many things.  Neglecting, not being there, nothing good I suppose.   Is it really true that he who casts the first stone is without sin?   I didn't argue - does it mean I am guilty ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have always believed that my actions will be louder than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reflecting things I have done, I actually believed that I would make X happier when I changed my job as my previous job sometimes call for irregular hours and long periods of being away.   With the new job, while it takes more hours on the job, does not call for me to be overseas.   Most importantly, changing job is for greener pastures so that money can be made to provide a comfortable lifestyle and achieve the dreams we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No - in X view, I have neglected X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My family fell out with me 6 years ago when I moved out to stay together so that we can have more time spent together.   I can still remember the punches and sharp knife from an angry parent on me for walking out that door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No - in X view, I am not there for X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There were tough times.   As much as possible I paid for most things that I can afford to and ensure that money is enough to last to the next payday.  Phone bills, TV bills, Internet bills, couple of 50s every other day for pocket money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No - in X view, I am not doing good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The most gullible thing I have done were to have given up my friends.   At X's apparent dislike, I shyed away from my close friends.   I gave them up.   6 years - my friends say i MIA and stopped calling me altogether.   I never had a good heart to heart talk with anyone about my stress, my problems....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No - in X's view, I am spending too much time with my colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gave up my love.  Gym.  I used to love gymming lots ! But X didn't like it as it takes time away from X.  I stopped.   I grew so fat over the last 6 years and X commented that I am getting too fat.   And all intimacy stopped since 3 years ago.   I remained faithful still.  I tried to restart my gym work, by then I have developed tonnes of excuse not to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No - I have lost the physical appeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;True I admit that I am wrong for getting too engross with my work, entertaining clients, colleagues etc.  Its all for the sake of business so that our dreams can be realised soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I remained silent.  I let myself to be accused.   I let myself to be run down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the end of 6 years, I am left with nothing.   I am drained of all things tangibles and intangibles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I lost alot of my confidence to devote to a relationship in hope to have it built to something for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship was my confidence, I realised.  I pinned everything on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I drove for the longest time in the night.   I scrolled down the phone book, I have no friends in the circle to talk to.   I cried as I drove.    I got so tired I spent the night at a remote carpark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried.     I could have felt angry and rebutt all accusations, argue, quarrell but I am tired le.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Call me a pacifist.   I have placed myself on the lower end in this relationship, might as well end it  that way.  Misunderstood so be it.    Accused for all the wrong intentions, so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For now and a for a while, I will place myself as priority for once and pick up the pieces.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yet, I learned not to place the bitterness on the next love.   I have learnt from this lesson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is still painful and it hurts still.  The time will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For now, its renewal on many fronts.     Let me be selfish for a while.  I wanna make new friends, visit places I never get to go, go dancing when I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For my sake, I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go.  I lay this stone down now.  I shall not carry you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gym anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-7781062455538708268?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/7781062455538708268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=7781062455538708268' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7781062455538708268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7781062455538708268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2008/11/truly-closing-chapter.html' title='Truly Closing A Chapter'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SQ-mVC-022I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZ0Vi4gp4SI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1994502647240533474.post-7268692926494800669</id><published>2007-11-24T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:56:28.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Hello there world ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1994502647240533474-7268692926494800669?l=piggywiggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/feeds/7268692926494800669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1994502647240533474&amp;postID=7268692926494800669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7268692926494800669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1994502647240533474/posts/default/7268692926494800669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggywiggie.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>piggywiggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15561899951840829933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ko6Jm_qC3Fc/SRvCRXoiUAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/U6akHr5By0Q/S220/049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
