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a love so sweet
A memory on the edge of time, a place where we are so sublime,
A distant dream on a midnights eve somewhere far from acknowledged leaves.
A time in which we fell deeper in love, just like to turtle doves.
We sang our songs and gave our token to remember one single moment.


A moment to remember


Saturday, October 31, 2009, 11:19 PM

There is something therapeutic about weekends.

I did some baking yesterday. The usual chocolate chips with macadamia nuts =) Cooked rosti and sausages for breakfast this morning. Although I always have to spend a long time (an hour) in the kitchen just for breakfast, I think it's so much better than heading out for one. Went to dear's cousin's place again to play with them. An interesting day, as always, ending with a sumptuous dinner at Sobasei Japanese Restaurant. It's my third Japanese meal for the week.

To add on, we came home with tons of ice creams from King's because dear's uncle went to the factory to buy alot back. My freezer is filled with ice cream enough to give my mum a scare tomorrow morning =P

Haha! I think the title of the entry should be :"there is something therapeutic about food".