Thank you, my dear. Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. This eight months of love you have showered me with is overwhelming. You have changed my boring life entirely.
I miss the time we have spent together at romantic places like the Fortcanning Park, Gardens By the Bay, Chijmes, Sentosa, West Coast Park, Clarke Quay, Desaru, Paris Ris Park, Esplanade, Bedok Reservoir… and they are all unerasable memories of mine.
I love it that you are willing to accompany me with my family and friends. You appear elegant each time and spice up my days.
You are one in a seven million in Singapore and simply unique. Although you have scars and bruises on your skin but no one can be perfect in this world. It is not about the lust when I caress your body but the special feeling I have for you. You just make me want to do more things together with you. You always satisfy my craving.
Which man would not want to have a soul mate to fight alongside with him towards his goals in life? You add special touches to my achievements and make others proud of me. I know you have your limitation, but it is the effort you have put in that matters the most.
Looks and character may be crucial, but it is the way you treat me that makes me love you so deeply. I love you more than the water in Yellow River and you make my heart bounce higher than the Merlion near Fullerton.
I have been promised stars but no one has even given me a leaf; I have been promised beautiful sight but I do not even see any hair. You keep me accompanied daily without giving empty promises, unlike others who have given excuses to avoid me for months or years.
I just need someone by my side and all I need is you now, my Sony NEX F3.
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The Happy Farm Story

A farmer owned a small piece of land that he used to rear some cute animals to make a living. During the initial good years, there were around 30 happy animals sharing the small space comfortably in harmony. The farmer managed to make good profits with proper planning and management.
One strange night when lightning strike through his mind, he realized no matter how good he could manage the animals, there was always a limit to the amount of money they could generate for him. He started to import more and different types of animals from the wild into his small piece of land to the count of 53, such that every animal could hardly move. The old animals could not do anything except to continue working, while the new ones were happy enough that they were able to get food and it was a reasonably safe haven compared to living in the wild.
Needless to say, the farmer managed to generate more income from the larger number of upkeep. He was delighted and proud that he was making more money than other farmers. Before he could resolve the problems of the tight space for his animals, he made greater plan to expand his income by getting more animals. He targeted the final number of upkeep to be 70, which was around 32% increment.
However, in order to prevent further SPCA and public outcries regarding the welfare of the animals, the farmer did something while announcing his plan. Firstly, he reduced the targeted number of animals to 69 instead of 70 because 69 sounded much nicer while it was simply one less than his target, which was a brilliant marketing strategy. Secondly, he announced that he would expand his small piece of land by 8% by filling the surrounding swamp, which was an expensive and time-consuming job. Lastly, he claimed that his animals were not actively giving birth and thus had to take in new ones in order for the farm to continue its prosperity to keep his existing animals alive and comfortable.
As the plan proceeded, the strongest animals were able to live comfortably and snatch the better food. A few of the reasonably fit animals were able to make their escape to join their farms instead but the rest of the animals were too helpless to do anything. The animals’ movements were more restricted than ever as the space added on was smaller than the number of new intakes. Birth rate continued to drop due to unhappiness while the new animals were not reproducing as well.
Eventually when the target of 69 was hit, less than one quarter of the animals were his initial cute animals while more than half of the farm’s animals were too old to work.
Finally, the farmer announced his retirement plan, taking away his windfall made throughout the years and leaving the animals to survive on their own.