<?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-5752478547087563161</id><updated>2012-01-13T20:33:34.222+08:00</updated><category term='Emo'/><category term='Blured'/><category term='Happy'/><category term='Blast It'/><category term='funny'/><category term='expresing oneself'/><category term='Farewell'/><category term='Inspire'/><category term='Love'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='Still ALIVE :p'/><category term='STORY'/><category term='Thingking'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Hahahaha'/><category term='Assignments'/><category term='Drama Production'/><category term='Worry'/><category term='Critiques'/><category term='blur blur'/><title type='text'>Lucky Sam</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-634391589629139836</id><published>2010-07-09T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T17:55:26.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grass is always greener on the other side</title><content type='html'>As a Child "How I wish I'm a grown up faster then I can be like Daddy and Mommy"&lt;div&gt;As a Student "How I wish I'm a grown up then I can get away from parents clutches"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you finish high school (2 scenarios):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go into University or Higher learning process "How I wish I can finish studying faster so that I can work and have money"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Directly going into working life " How I wish I can continue study, study life is so much fun and unstressful"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, no matter what we are doing or where we are, we will always envy others.  However have you ever envy your own lifestyle? think about it... (I do, not that I'm a hypocrite, I do envy others but at the same time I do sit back and think of my own and its a BLESSING to be me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wish for the things we do not have in life again and again but have we ever sit back and think about THE THINGS THAT WE HAD?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its always a challenge in life, if there are no challenge we will wish for one (",) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what should we do? (I also don't know, just go with the flow?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for me going with the flow is one thing, wishing for it to stop is also in the list, however the most important thing is to take up the challenge and do my best.  Whenever I overcome a challenge or face it and although I do not accomplish it with flying colours I'm still very happy and proud of myself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not fun to be taken as a toy and got thrown around in your study  or work place, however by experiencing all these one will learn faster and more on how to manage their own life.  I wish the ones that read this entry a good day and all your best in your everyday challenge. (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-634391589629139836?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/634391589629139836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=634391589629139836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/634391589629139836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/634391589629139836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2010/07/grass-is-always-greener-on-other-side.html' title='Grass is always greener on the other side'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06254023286770025885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-5629633312465148859</id><published>2009-12-25T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:39:23.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Dear Bloggie,&lt;div&gt;What is the true meaning of Christmas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew Christmas can mean bring such a regretful and repenting effect to one persons life.. the things that one would never think of facing and says will just flow out of ones mouth.. will these bring more regret? or will it bring repent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These we will never know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I want to state here is the life history of someone i know.. not truly deeply but had been with me for quite sometime... this person show great regrets for oneself and not able to face ones own reality.. only hoping the ones beside his/herself to be better than he/herself... this had created a big mystery to ones life... it is hard to understand h/h (his/her) thinking thoroughly... What should i do?  h/s says believe in GOD but not able to forgive what they had done in life and never could... it always seem like a small matter to others... it is nothing on purpose to unforgive oneself but... "h/s just left me blank there"... what should i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5752478547087563161-5629633312465148859?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/5629633312465148859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=5629633312465148859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5629633312465148859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5629633312465148859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06254023286770025885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-6859505280787024159</id><published>2009-07-17T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:30:33.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass. #1 Icebreaker speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;This is a speech written for my first assignment in Toastmasters Club.  Though I am not able to finish the whole speech since i only have 4 to 6 minutes but I believe I've done my best in this assignment.  Next time, for other assignments i will do my best to keep it shorter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;P/S: the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); "&gt;highlighted area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt; is the ones not mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;I still want to post this speech just for sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Very good evening to fellow toastmasters and guests, I’m honored to be given this chance to stand here tonight to enhance my skill in public speaking.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This golden opportunity may not always come floating by in front of us many times.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(make hay while the sun shines) That is why I made the decision to grab it before it floats away.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Standing here tonight takes up lots of courage.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My name is Elizabeth Wee, my close friends calls me Beth Beth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After finishing high school, I started working in the educational field then continue my studies in Curtin University as a Mass communication student.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My parents always tells me, its never too late to change and improve yourself because it is always better late then never.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course if you can do it early is the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, I have to go through a little trial, that is to show that I really wanted to continue my studies and will make the best out of it.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been telling my parents again and again I wanted to study and all they would reply is “show me your sincerity and seriousness towards it.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter what I said and change the answer is still the same.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I almost give up on persuading them.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To me, I thinking giving up on something is more difficult than to continue it.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I went to the University myself to get a form ask for the price and get the procedure done.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That same day, I went home and show the school fees and inform them that I had already enrolled myself in.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My parents looked at me and smiled, this is what we have been waiting for.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was left in confusion, I felt so puzzled and still did not understand what they actually wanted.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally my parents just told me one thing, actions speak louder than words.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rome was not built in one day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My parents had brought me up to today is not an easy task, they had sacrifice so much for me and my siblings up to today and had never asked for anything in return.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only hoping that we will become a useful person.&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;They’ve spent so much love for us to be here today. No matter how naughty we can be at times, they had never given up on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;I remember there was once me and my brother played with blanco, when my mom came back from work and saw us she was in grave shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Imagine what we have done with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;We actually covered each other’s hair with it thinking that we are hairdressers and making our own trend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Guess what, my mom is the one that became our hairdresser, because she helped us cut our hair especially the ones that got blancoed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;My parents had been sending me to courses to build me up and finally today I am standing here giving my first speech in toastmasters about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I assure you, my Rome is still not fully built yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;I always remember what our parents been teaching us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;There are only the four of you, always be close and help each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Whenever we quarreled, mother will always be the bad guy, we will be scolded and asked to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;However, my dad, he would tell mom “let them quarrel and fight once in a while, it will be good for them”. In the end, they will always remind us that we have to stick together no matter what happen or how bad the conflict had bring our relationship to because blood is thicker than water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m a writer in mind but somehow my heart can never meet my mind.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I only write when inspiration comes and believe it or not, it only comes once in a blue moon.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I write lots of things especially in these few years because I need to do my school assignments, that’s why I wrote more now.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, for your reading pleasure you may log on to&lt;a href="http://www.wluckysam.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.wluckysam.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; to access into my writings.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another thing that I like to do as a hobby is, I love to talk but I can also be as quiet as a mouse at times.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My father always says I’m a very talkative person, that is because I would bug him in the middle of the night and tell him my stories and joke around.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He will normally answer me with umm.. ahh.. and most of a time with a snore.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This does not stop me from talking so I just continue until I myself said good night.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So joining toastmaster is a good way to enhance my talking hobby because practice makes perfect.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mr Toastmaster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;Lucky (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-6859505280787024159?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/6859505280787024159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=6859505280787024159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/6859505280787024159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/6859505280787024159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2009/07/ass-1-icebreaker-speech.html' title='Ass. #1 Icebreaker speech'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-8037070977921668968</id><published>2009-06-20T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:54:39.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expresing oneself'/><title type='text'>Dreams (-)</title><content type='html'>Dreams only happens when we sleep and fantasize during the time we are wake...&lt;div&gt;What else is dreams?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams is also the HOPES that we have in life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreaming is good cos it brings hope for us to go on with our life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why, WE LIVE OUR DREAMS... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However there are always something bad for anything that is GOOD if we over do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have dreams... lots of them, i believe you do too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, so far in my life i would not really dare to dream so much... whenever i dream i brush it off saying "its quite impossible to do so" or "Nah~~ be realistic ok?".  I'm afraid to dream, especially afraid it won't come true or it fails and so on.  Since we can't see the future and it may not always go the way we wanted it to be... I am such a 'hope-less' person... hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, "WE LIVE IN DREAMS AND DREAMS LIVE IN US". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-8037070977921668968?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/8037070977921668968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=8037070977921668968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8037070977921668968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8037070977921668968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams (-)'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-8496785670803867427</id><published>2009-04-25T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:49:25.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very memorable gathering!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear bloggie,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today seem like a hectic day for me, i've been sweating like a burst water pipe... hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept at 3am in the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 815am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to sleep (for some reason ;p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up again at 1030am MY DAY FINALLY BEGAN!!! WAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after classes and get off campus at around 1730&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to a few 'shooting sites'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buy stuffs and so on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY THE GOOD PART...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my memorable and to be treasured in mind gathering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's so special bout it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos its a gathering with all my lovable family members (will post pictz in future).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to StarBucks and we spent lots of BUCKS there for sure... um hmmmph... actually DAD spent the most BUCKS hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were chatting and laughing like long lost friends meeting back together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although we are a family but we can hardly spend much time for each other... so tonight is one of the nights that we sits down together at a cozy (though expensive and luxurious) place to chat laugh and enjoy our hearts out... Though its only for 2 hours but in that 2 hours it had filled my heart with warmth and i'll cherish it all my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to have more of this gathering in future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway... hoping to get the pictz and post it up soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sending all my love and kisses to my most BELOVED family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sammy (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-8496785670803867427?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/8496785670803867427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=8496785670803867427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8496785670803867427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8496785670803867427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-memorable-gathering.html' title='Very memorable gathering!!!'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-315668926689354154</id><published>2009-04-25T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:20:19.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can we treasure in life?</title><content type='html'>Dear bloggie,&lt;div&gt;what do you think of the question above?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of times we treasure the things that others may think it is 'useless'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we are to believe and trust our own intuition and decisions. However, we are all human being (humans are 'easily' influenced).   After some time we will begin to doubt our own intuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we just believe in ourselves from the start till the end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you think you can REALLY do that? Think about it THOROUGHLY before answering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... ... ... what can we treasure in life?  "Too much of something will turn BAD".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do we stay balance in life? "Do YOGA??" hahahah... well its not a joke... IT MAY HELP in some way or another... (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-315668926689354154?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/315668926689354154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=315668926689354154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/315668926689354154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/315668926689354154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-can-we-treasure-in-life.html' title='What can we treasure in life?'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-4158057723888794055</id><published>2009-04-25T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:08:37.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WISHEs DO COME TRUE</title><content type='html'>Dear Bloggie,&lt;div&gt;I believe wishes do comes true... The phrase "Be careful what you wish for"... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we always wish for something that we really want but most of the time regretted in that wish (1 wish gone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we wish that i never made that wish (2nd wish gone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY... only 1 wish left... how would you treasure it well? (Now REMEMBER you only have one wish left you cannot UNDO it anymore after the wish is made).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bloggie, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are lots of questions in our mind and heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are lots of time where it is not able to be answered so we will begin our sentence with "how i WISH it is... ... ..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe it or not it is up to you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you prefer to live in DENIAL no one even God the almighty can HELP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think properly before making a wish, always bear in mind it MAY come true one day and the consequences of that WISH are unimaginable. (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-4158057723888794055?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/4158057723888794055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=4158057723888794055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4158057723888794055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4158057723888794055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2009/04/wishes-do-come-true.html' title='WISHEs DO COME TRUE'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-284144941175711160</id><published>2009-04-25T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:59:57.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes Do Comes True???</title><content type='html'>Dear bloggie,&lt;div&gt;If you were to be granted three wishes what would you wish for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A normal life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As perfect as you can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most pretty one in the world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What? what would one really wish for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they really come true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-284144941175711160?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/284144941175711160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=284144941175711160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/284144941175711160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/284144941175711160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2009/04/wishes-do-comes-true.html' title='Wishes Do Comes True???'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-2892062833244304333</id><published>2008-11-20T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:36:37.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful Email CONTINUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with wood scraps on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the boy responded,&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Then tears started to stream down their cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.&lt;br /&gt;For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;(What goes around COMES around) Think twice how you want lead your life... (",) Just remember we only have one precious chance but lots chose to REGRET rather than APPRECIATES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things:&lt;br /&gt;a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents,&lt;br /&gt;you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a 'life..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands.&lt;br /&gt;You need to be able to throw something back&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you&lt;br /&gt;But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others,&lt;br /&gt;your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-2892062833244304333?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/2892062833244304333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=2892062833244304333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2892062833244304333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2892062833244304333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/11/meaningful-email-continue.html' title='Meaningful Email CONTINUE'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-5343681292898331367</id><published>2008-11-08T01:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:37:02.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful Email</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do appreciates and treasure what you have now rather than to regret it in future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This may be long but spending time reading it (again) will help ones understand life better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Wooden Bowl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee you will remember the tale of the  Wooden Bowl&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year  -  old grandson.&lt;br /&gt;The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.&lt;br /&gt;The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and&lt;br /&gt;failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.&lt;br /&gt;'We must do something about father,' said the son.&lt;br /&gt;'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.&lt;br /&gt;Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped  a fork or spilled food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four-year-old watched it all in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening before supper, the father noticed his son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; TO BE CONTINUED &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5752478547087563161-5343681292898331367?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/5343681292898331367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=5343681292898331367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5343681292898331367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5343681292898331367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/11/meaningful-email.html' title='Meaningful Email'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-28244230722878890</id><published>2008-11-08T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:54:10.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspire'/><title type='text'>Metaphors (The world and WE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear readers,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever thought of politics are also happening in our body?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just imagine that our white blood cells and red blood cells as the world populations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then our body parts such as our legs, hands, head and etc as the different countries that we have.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our legs are divided into thigh, shin and foot, these are also like a country that is divided into different states. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So… If we are having politics in this world of ours, imagining it is also happening in our body, blood cells migrate from one part of our body to another part, just like us migrating or traveling from one part of the country to another.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our body gets blockages from unwanted chemicals that are accumulated right? Which stops the cells to travel smoothly? Just like when we are traveling we faces immigrations policies and problems.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just to say about cells, we have different groups of cells in our body, so what to say about us human being in this world?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are somehow divided into different types of groups due to our own beliefs and principles’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In your opinion, which part of the body is the most important?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well to me, I think every part is important, without any one of the parts we will not be complete (as in physically), just like if our earth lost one part of the country the world will not be complete. So why? The question is why certain parts of the countries in the world would have war to destroy another country.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If our body parts is having war with the other parts how will you feel, because you are the world and your body is the countries and states.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So... Love the world just like you love your body... (",)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sam&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-28244230722878890?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/28244230722878890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=28244230722878890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/28244230722878890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/28244230722878890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/11/metaphors-world-and-we.html' title='Metaphors (The world and WE)'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-395317100469726221</id><published>2008-08-28T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:57:48.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STORY'/><title type='text'>I know a girl...</title><content type='html'>I know a girl who; &lt;div&gt;Give her love unconditionally to her beloved family.&lt;div&gt;Never expect anything in return,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neither money nor LOVE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know that everyone wanted to be love but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had given so much to her family without fail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never expect anything in return...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the world is not like the world of movie... we thought that when unconditional love is given...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unconditional love will be showered upon us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the truth is... it does not work that way....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though she know that the world is cruel but she never stop loving, helping and caring for the people besides her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her love ones always take her for granted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never think of how hard the life that she had went through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wanted to know more??? well lets wait for the next post"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i receive comment of not to blog too long so i'll cut short here... (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO BE CONTINUE...&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/5752478547087563161-395317100469726221?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/395317100469726221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=395317100469726221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/395317100469726221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/395317100469726221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-girl.html' title='I know a girl...'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-8527952247276890603</id><published>2008-08-19T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:35:46.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom sent me this in an email, interestingly this is so true... (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;img height="1363" src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f630279%5fAJwxvs4AAJ1JSKkICA4%2beQdfjCI&amp;amp;pid=2&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;(",)&lt;/span&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/5752478547087563161-8527952247276890603?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/8527952247276890603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=8527952247276890603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8527952247276890603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8527952247276890603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/08/e-mail.html' title='E-mail'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-7462041000987112398</id><published>2008-07-02T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:23:00.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>More Cases Comics'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymk7fQbQI/AAAAAAAAACk/B3HFtLK40TA/s1600-h/Page_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymk7fQbQI/AAAAAAAAACk/B3HFtLK40TA/s400/Page_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218729221589855490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymlFLNy_I/AAAAAAAAACs/mK64Egm7OMo/s1600-h/Page_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymlFLNy_I/AAAAAAAAACs/mK64Egm7OMo/s400/Page_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218729224190151666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymlPCjOCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wi51EgEvhcU/s1600-h/Page_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymlPCjOCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wi51EgEvhcU/s400/Page_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218729226838161442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymlYIcueI/AAAAAAAAAC8/h_sJ6ylU-0I/s1600-h/Page_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymlYIcueI/AAAAAAAAAC8/h_sJ6ylU-0I/s400/Page_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218729229278820834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymliDxCoI/AAAAAAAAADE/VqbE5Mm-kMM/s1600-h/Page_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymliDxCoI/AAAAAAAAADE/VqbE5Mm-kMM/s400/Page_8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218729231943535234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-7462041000987112398?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/7462041000987112398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=7462041000987112398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/7462041000987112398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/7462041000987112398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/07/comic-cont.html' title='More Cases Comics&apos;'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGymk7fQbQI/AAAAAAAAACk/B3HFtLK40TA/s72-c/Page_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-4795828363116459402</id><published>2008-06-28T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:23:00.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Grandparents and some cuz~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGUYuN24qKI/AAAAAAAAACM/9iQrxZYWnpo/s1600-h/Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGUYuN24qKI/AAAAAAAAACM/9iQrxZYWnpo/s400/Page_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216602925651503266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheers,&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/5752478547087563161-4795828363116459402?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/4795828363116459402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=4795828363116459402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4795828363116459402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4795828363116459402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/06/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGUYuN24qKI/AAAAAAAAACM/9iQrxZYWnpo/s72-c/Page_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-8038053575846400856</id><published>2008-06-26T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:23:00.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hahahaha'/><title type='text'>Funny~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGOhrcC8ZxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G3H6ff21eeg/s1600-h/Page_2.jpg"&gt;An introduction of the cases...&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGOhrcC8ZxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G3H6ff21eeg/s400/Page_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216190561060153106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continue~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGOhrlBgJlI/AAAAAAAAACE/398NINMzmKA/s1600-h/Page_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGOhrlBgJlI/AAAAAAAAACE/398NINMzmKA/s400/Page_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216190563470026322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun???  Hehehe... do wait for the next one, when there're new activities, it will be posted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers,&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/5752478547087563161-8038053575846400856?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/8038053575846400856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=8038053575846400856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8038053575846400856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8038053575846400856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny.html' title='Funny~~~'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGOhrcC8ZxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G3H6ff21eeg/s72-c/Page_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-2030749576611773090</id><published>2008-06-26T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:23:01.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blur blur'/><title type='text'>Metaphors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGNw1dNgf3I/AAAAAAAAABk/bKHFfx5yQcw/s1600-h/DSC01974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGNw1dNgf3I/AAAAAAAAABk/bKHFfx5yQcw/s400/DSC01974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216136857101827954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our goal in life is always in front of us, the journey that we have to travel is just in front, we can look as far as we can, BUT, no matter how straight and smooth the journey seems, we can never manage to see more than what we can see here...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGNw1rLrY9I/AAAAAAAAABs/b3URkEywkOQ/s1600-h/DSC01975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGNw1rLrY9I/AAAAAAAAABs/b3URkEywkOQ/s400/DSC01975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216136860852249554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are obstacles that will slow down our pace in life, you can either 'overtake' the obstacles or just follow behind it getting frustrated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGNw1mKpdvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1JISdFRo7kw/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGNw1mKpdvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1JISdFRo7kw/s400/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216136859505751794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A journey can never be rushed, we should not rush in making decisions,  obstacles and more obstacles will always flow to us, it is up to us how we are going to handle it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers,&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/5752478547087563161-2030749576611773090?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/2030749576611773090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=2030749576611773090' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2030749576611773090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2030749576611773090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/06/metaphores.html' title='Metaphors'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SGNw1dNgf3I/AAAAAAAAABk/bKHFfx5yQcw/s72-c/DSC01974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-5611752871228476898</id><published>2008-06-26T18:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:16:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult things' in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is the most difficult thing to attend to in life?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Family?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Friends?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Relatives?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lovers?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Work?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Educations?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wow so much… But I do believe there are much more things to be attended to in our daily life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing is hard to be attending to, the hardest thing to be attending to in our lives is to make choices, choosing between friends and family, choosing between friendship and money… and many more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the end, everything comes down to CHOICES and choices alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What do you normally do; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When come to making choices?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What about when being FORCED to make a choice?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When all choices look so tempting?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What will you consider first hand?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will you do what you’ve considered?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will you stick to your thinking and principle?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What would you say??? (“,)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Things don't always come out the way we wanted it to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Things can't always follow our will and thinking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-5611752871228476898?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/5611752871228476898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=5611752871228476898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5611752871228476898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5611752871228476898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/06/difficult-things-in-life.html' title='Difficult things&apos; in life'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-2463729421164778279</id><published>2008-06-26T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:13:34.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love -- Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is love?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why is there love?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When can we love?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who can we love?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where can we find love?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How to understand love?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Answers will soon come to you when you less expected it)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-2463729421164778279?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/2463729421164778279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=2463729421164778279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2463729421164778279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2463729421164778279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-questions.html' title='Love -- Questions'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-3602707524715288306</id><published>2008-06-26T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:10:07.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>Everyday, &lt;div&gt;Thinking of your goal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of how to achieve it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of when can it be achieve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of which route to take is the less dangerous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking too much of one thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking too far into the future,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Predicting and assuming ones circumstances/effects,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May cause 'one', fear to continue their journey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May create a sense of negativity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May just give up without trying at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should we make an effort to think about our future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should we think more OR should we think less?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-3602707524715288306?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/3602707524715288306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=3602707524715288306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/3602707524715288306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/3602707524715288306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/06/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-3999737977399200019</id><published>2008-04-05T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:48:45.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thingking'/><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>Did you ever had a friend who you trusted whole heartedly and one day, he/she had done something harmful to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe most of us do come accross to this kind of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who i really take and treat as a friend, i'll do anything to help whenever i can, i'll give whatever i could, i'll spend my time whenever i can, i'll be there no matter wherever i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be a good friend but i will always do my best to be a friend a person could have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, by treating someone whole heartedly, you may not realize the things the person had done behind your back, because you chose to believe and trust her/him no matter what others comments are about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not only got betrayed once by my friends, it has been a few times.  So why didn't i learn the lessons?  Well i chose to believe, in a friendship, Trust is important, just like in any other relationship that we're seeking.  Actually, we're all seeking for trust in any relationship, if not, we can actually survive alone without any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there Human and God relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Why are there friendships, lovers, relatives?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE OF TRUST, THESE RELATIONSHIPS EXISTED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i chose to trust and believe rather than doubt (hahaha), this is the reason why sometimes i got betrayed by friends and never knowing bout it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i believe everyone out there have at least one person whom they called FRIEND... Good luck in the present and future... Things that happened in the past may not happened again if...(review to the past entry of 'FORGET').  Do not stay in the past too long, it'll 'chew' of ones brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we given another day to breath?&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE GIVEN ANOTHER CHANCE TO DO THE THINGS THAT WE SHOULD HAVE DONE BEFORE, TO ACHIVE THE THINGS WE HAD ONY SAID BUT NEVER DID... TO TRUST AND LOVE THE ONES BESIDES YOU MORE AND MORE BEFORE OUR TIME COMES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day is a new hope,&lt;br /&gt;a new inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;a new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;and lots more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards to all&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-3999737977399200019?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/3999737977399200019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=3999737977399200019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/3999737977399200019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/3999737977399200019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/04/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-5289420390310190635</id><published>2008-02-10T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:56:13.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blured'/><title type='text'>Forget</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, there are things that we do not wish it would ever happen in our life...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we do not wish to come across something BUT we still did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should we do when these happens?&lt;br /&gt;We Choose to FORGET the unpleasant things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the things we choose to forget will haunt us till the end...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the things we chose to remember will never stay in our memory...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we chose to forget something, actually we are the one who made it haunt ourselves... because, we always tell ourselves "I want to forget this, FORGET FORGET FORGET... (This act will only remind us of the unpleasant stuff, it will forever remain in our heart and mind)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, you know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're happy, time passes real fast?&lt;br /&gt;When you're sad, time passes real slow?&lt;br /&gt;Happy or sad you still need to go through the day... SO... why not be happy?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh or cry you too will still have to face the day... So... Which do you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is your choice and yours alone. No one have the right to control what you think and the choices you make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to keep yourself from being hurt from others?&lt;br /&gt;-Keep to yourself forever?&lt;br /&gt;-Never get close to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;-Run away from society?&lt;br /&gt;-Drown yourself in sorrow thinking "NO ONE WILL EVER UNDERSTAND ME''?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... through my experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can only hurt us IF we let them do so... and&lt;br /&gt;No one can hurt us IF we do not let them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to practice such thing (still doing my best to do so)...&lt;br /&gt;Just be yourself, confidence and sometimes ignorant is a MUST in life. I believe we all face something that are difficult to be handle in life. But... Look at the bright side, NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE... one may not understand your feeling but a true friend will do their best to understand you... just give them a chance to understand you... open up a little, do not get yourself stranded in your own unpleasant thinking and feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to forget??? Hmmm... a tough question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to forget something is easy.... JUST DON'T THINK BOUT IT TOO MUCH...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... it is easier said than done (for everything is the same)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you felt it (the unpleasant thing/feeling) sinking into your heart and mind... give this a TRY...&lt;br /&gt;-Do something you like,&lt;br /&gt;-Think of the things that are pleasant to you&lt;br /&gt;-do not sink yourself in work it'll get worse&lt;br /&gt;-force yourself to do something&lt;br /&gt;-try not to be too stubborn&lt;br /&gt;-Relax and enjoy your surrounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it still bothers you... you did not work hard enough... because you yourself is letting it hurt you and "never" wanted to let it go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still cannot get rid of it, seek for someone to hear you out if all the methods that you think you've used still does not work... it does not mean you're unable to be cured or help...&lt;br /&gt;For these people... i'm sorry to say this...&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DO NOT HELP YOURSELF NO ONE CAN HELP YOU EVEN GOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to be independent,&lt;br /&gt;we have to help ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to rely on people but it is also dangerous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always say that i've done my best to forget but i can never get over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rome is not build in a day...&lt;br /&gt;it takes time...&lt;br /&gt;a wound takes time to heal and scars will be left by the wound...&lt;br /&gt;with todays technology... we can get rid of any scar that we have on our body with plastic surgery...&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;long time ago since the existence of 'men' we ourselves can get rid of the scar left by our wound in our heart... that is forget...&lt;br /&gt;Not all and maybe not even one can totally be ignorant till they can 'forget everthing they had came upon... even people with amnesia at times still remember the things that had ever happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to forget something is not as easy as it sound... but...&lt;br /&gt;if you try and fail you are not a failure&lt;br /&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;if you never even tried and give up you are a total failure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stand up and do your best... at least... give it a shot so that there'll be no regrets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Let work hard together to have a better "tommorow"('',) ...  All the best to all and just remember that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;To forget something is easy.... ''JUST DON'T THINK BOUT IT TOO MUCH...''&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... it is easier said than done (for everything is the same) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-5289420390310190635?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/5289420390310190635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=5289420390310190635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5289420390310190635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5289420390310190635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/02/forget.html' title='Forget'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-948615855517339028</id><published>2008-01-17T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:23:02.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Amazing Creations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R5H-dDwaLYI/AAAAAAAAABc/o87EXbU_gOA/s1600-h/DSC01725+(M).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157182823493938562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R5H-dDwaLYI/AAAAAAAAABc/o87EXbU_gOA/s400/DSC01725+(M).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          Can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R5G2JzwaLXI/AAAAAAAAABU/wgkC4YgXm5E/s1600-h/DSC00554+(M).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157103327944256882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R5G2JzwaLXI/AAAAAAAAABU/wgkC4YgXm5E/s400/DSC00554+(M).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Love it... Just love it... (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SjjwaLSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iF9avfnt73U/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156430869209689378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SjjwaLSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iF9avfnt73U/s400/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Miri Airport during Sunset... The sky is so nice and peaceful looking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SjzwaLTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AnuZ1NspDZ0/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156430873504656690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SjzwaLTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AnuZ1NspDZ0/s400/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             Sunset in Senadin area, took it while driving slowly... (So much like overseas scenery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SjzwaLUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4b9yTIY0ScE/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156430873504656706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SjzwaLUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4b9yTIY0ScE/s400/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     Evening time at Tanjung Lobang... Just love the sky and the cloud formation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SkDwaLVI/AAAAAAAAABE/8e7nuxjyaXs/s1600-h/DSC01494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156430877799624018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SkDwaLVI/AAAAAAAAABE/8e7nuxjyaXs/s400/DSC01494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Nearly Sunset in Curtin Campus... Looks alot like sunrise...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SkTwaLWI/AAAAAAAAABM/jZ-ZubOBoUE/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156430882094591330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R49SkTwaLWI/AAAAAAAAABM/jZ-ZubOBoUE/s400/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   View of Bekenu Beach (Bungai)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These pictures had been taken quite awhile ago... and there were lots more... will upload it when i've rotated the pictures... I don't want people to their neck looking at the unrotated pictures...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reasons for me to take these pictures and uploaded it were to share my interest in photography and my love for scenery...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scenery's can tell a persons feeling and thoughts... to me, scenery's is a work of miracle by God. I hope one day, i'll be able to go around the world to capture all the amazing creation in this world. It feels like the scenery that i capture in pictures have thoughts and feelings of its own... Trying to tell us... whenever i see something i like i'll capture it and share to all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully you all enjoyed it...&lt;/p&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/5752478547087563161-948615855517339028?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/948615855517339028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=948615855517339028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/948615855517339028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/948615855517339028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazing-creations.html' title='The Amazing Creations'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/R5H-dDwaLYI/AAAAAAAAABc/o87EXbU_gOA/s72-c/DSC01725+(M).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-3408780825812315940</id><published>2008-01-15T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:20:32.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers...?!</title><content type='html'>What is the meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of life is simple... as long as you're still breathing and not dead = life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey, which everyone will have to face since the day they come out from their mother's womb. Ever since we breath our first breath in this world, we are expose to the quest of life. All these years of living, breathing and growing up, how much have we learnt in life? Life is long YET it is short, we cannot predict what will happen the next minute. In short, when the time had arrive, we will not have the chance to say NO. So, are you appreciating every breath that you breath in, every seconds, minutes, hours and days that were given to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life,&lt;br /&gt;Though we are not the one who control what will happen next but don't be discourage due to that. We are given the chance to value and appreciate the things and times given to us each and every day, we take our life and chances for granted but it is never too late to start appreciating what we have around us. Even if we are living a long, luxury/good, and happy life, when we are faced with something unpleasant, our first reaction will normally be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHY DOES IT HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME? WHY ME, WHY ME WHY ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, every cloud has a silver lining.  Though we know all these we still get down and unhappy. In life, there are sayings that makes people feel better, but it is just HARD to accept it. Truths are the hardest thing to accept in life (truths HURT). So... What should we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers can only be found in ourselves. Actually, most of the time we ourselves know the answer, the choice we wanted to make, the route we wanted to take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always seek for others "so called" advice. Its actually not really advice that we are seeking, it is APPROVAL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in our heart we have the answers but dare not to confirm it unless someone and somehow, tell us about it. Whatever we say, words is like the sound of music (Hit the right key at the right time and it'll sound like music from heaven, hit the wrong key at the wrong time... 'then i'm sorry, it is bye bye').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the right key to hit and most importantly... when?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where communications, personalities, characteristics and thinking comes in... ('',)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning and... ... ... ... ... ...  learning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things may not always seem as it is, everyone is different, unique and special, it is a gift to be able to go on the quest of life. So, either you CONQUER it or just let it conquer you... IT IS YOUR CHOICE... ('',)  Good Luck to all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-3408780825812315940?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/3408780825812315940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=3408780825812315940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/3408780825812315940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/3408780825812315940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/01/answers.html' title='Answers...?!'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-2183124163363195536</id><published>2008-01-14T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T16:32:07.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What is life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do things that happen in life sometimes cannot be figured?&lt;br /&gt;How come a person can feel happy and unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;What is that feeling turning and churning in ones' stomach when they feel down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we meet lots of people from different places to different ages and backgrounds,&lt;br /&gt;What type of friends can be considered as good friends, best friends or friends like brothers and sisters? (In short, a person whom we can trust our life with, a person whom we are able to talk our problem to without having to be cautious of what we say!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, it is not that we want to be cautious or doubtful of a person (friendship/relationship), but, no matter how we put away our doubts and (-)tive feelings of a situation or person, it is humans nature to be able/sensitive to sense danger just like all animal does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life when we come out to the society, we come across different types of people, the world out there is dangerous. The question is...&lt;br /&gt;Who can we call a true friend?&lt;br /&gt;When time passes, things change and what to say more a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we always ask ourselves, "Am i acting too much?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do i have to do this?"&lt;br /&gt;" Is it ok for me to say all this stuff?"&lt;br /&gt;" How can a person be so mysterious?"&lt;br /&gt;and lots more questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do things and make decisions that we may regret at some point of our life, SO WHAT IS THE RIGHT CHOICE? There can never be a right answer, because, in this world there are no right or wrong... ... ... ... ... Am i right or ... ... ... am i wrong? ('',)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what we know is that, as long as the choice that ones' made is "rightful" it will do no harm to one in future, however, we are not able to predict the future, as i mention before, time can change everything (even slight changes are changes) so the decision made now may be seen as the right one but in 10 or 20 years later it may be wrong (thats where regret comes in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know your purpose in life?&lt;br /&gt;Have you figured it out?&lt;br /&gt;Have you made an aim or goal in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are the questions i often ask myself, even if i've made a choice long time ago, in between the time that passes when i'm faced with a problem or certain 'downness' i'll begin to doubt my own choice, thinking and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone need someone to listen to, the question is... WHO IS THE RIGHT PERSON? Have you found that right person whom you are able to share your happiness and sorrows with (without a thought of doubt he or she may betray you?) It is not easy to find that someone special (special does not mean a partner, it means a friend who we trust with our life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, life is something i took for granted, without giving it much thought of my existance, however, at times it does come across my mind... So i'm still trying to figure it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good luck and All the Best&lt;/strong&gt; to whoever had read this post and pls feel free to give me your opinion on the things i've written. There may be errors however, i do hope the person who read this can understand what i'm trying to say... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-2183124163363195536?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/2183124163363195536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=2183124163363195536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2183124163363195536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2183124163363195536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/01/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-9112957584411851139</id><published>2008-01-14T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:05:05.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still ALIVE :p'/><title type='text'>Summer Course</title><content type='html'>I know i seldom i do really mean seldom update my blog... I can't say there's not much happenning in these time of not updating... hehehe.. anyway, lets get on with the updating and cut this intro craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer courses had begin for about 2 to 3 weeks liaw... Haiz.. headache headache.  for somehow there are stress and fun at the same time.  the purpose of me taking summer is not to graduate early but for some other reasons (which it is hard to say).  Anyway, for the mean time, all i can say is that summer courses are hectic and tiring (i find myself sleeps more than i usually do). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the information bang into my head i think i get around 30 to 40% of all the things i learn... haiz... but most of all it is fun, enjoyable and challenging... (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-9112957584411851139?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/9112957584411851139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=9112957584411851139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/9112957584411851139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/9112957584411851139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2008/01/summer-course.html' title='Summer Course'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-4822494338685150800</id><published>2007-11-26T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:24:01.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>Finally, the end of the semester had arrive...&lt;br /&gt;Things did not went as smoothly as i figured during the semester but i'm still happy going through it... Most happy with it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Its been more then 1 week + holiday but still like no holiday...&lt;br /&gt;HEhehe... because need to catch up with friends here and there and had been a little busy with my games and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Holiday... its gonna end soon so all i'm gonna do is have fun fun fun..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: s long s i did not get any bigger than i am now... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-4822494338685150800?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/4822494338685150800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=4822494338685150800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4822494338685150800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4822494338685150800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-5514944352757059604</id><published>2007-07-23T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:36:16.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worry'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>It had been a few weeks since i've come back from my traveling to Kuching... The priority of going to Kuching was to take care of ah ma... i was there for 10 days... thinking that i'll be joining a production... i was never being informed of the changed schedule and so on... so i came back thinking that i have training and got to get myself ready for everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However to my disappointment.. when i got back the schedule has changed... everything changed but i am not inform... it is not a very huge matter... the thing that is really troubling me now is my ah Kong and ah ma... after i reached Miri not long after... ah kong was admitted into the hopspital... he was discharged after a few days but that night he was admitted again... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope everything will be fine... life is such a delicate things... we have no control of it eventhough we lead our own life... when the time has come we cannot stop it... if the time is not yet here... we have no right to stop it... these happennings had teached me lots of things in life... though it hurts to see the reality but no matter what happened in life we will have to face it with courage right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm doing my best to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all things be well.. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-5514944352757059604?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/5514944352757059604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=5514944352757059604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5514944352757059604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5514944352757059604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/07/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-5178834030445967777</id><published>2007-06-28T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T04:06:21.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critiques'/><title type='text'>Old friends re-united</title><content type='html'>Recently i receive lots of critics towards my appearance.. the way i dress, my attitude, my behaviour and so on... Haiz.. can't a person just be themselves and not get critique?! Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly the comments are from my ex-classmates from secondary school...&lt;br /&gt;Since we've not seen each other forquite someyears but then i don't know why recently there are lots of friends coming back to Miri and contacted me.. (So happy to hear from them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we'll go out for a drink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thing they'll said is "Haiya... you haven't changed a single bit aren't you, still like before.. Why can't you just wear more 'lady like' to go out?!"  Well, they'll get my usual reply of...&lt;br /&gt;"Haiz.. with my size where to get a good looking one? anyway, with my size.. if i wear more 'lady like' people will critic if i don't i got critic... haiz... what should i do?"  (the usual conversation since high school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... haiz... most of all they've not changed much as well accept that some of them gave me a surprise.. haiz it is a shock but i am happy for them..&lt;br /&gt;To see that the time had pass so fast... and things changed so much... Surprisingly, i don't see any different in myself.. ummm.. i mean my love life... i did date a few times, almost got bonded haiz... but their not the type of man which i want to have for the rest of my life... Sigh... life sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my ex-classmates even say and thought that i am GAY.. hahaha.. Although it hurt at that moment but no hard feelings.. I just answered them casually... "I'm still waiting for MR. RIGHT, he no come yet how le? (",)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do think, why does people have to judge people by their appearance.. anyway.. Although i'm not very used to it but i can't blame them for having these thoughts..  Most of us have been classmates for at least 4 years and we've known each other for a long time... Well this happen at times, to my believe there will be more to come... Hahaha.. i just hope these comments and thoughts wont be the cause of me not having to find MR. RIGHT in the future.. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm so happy to see my old friends again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;In the end of each meeting they just gave me a common advice.. "Loose weight la... then we can go shop for your cloths together..." (Another usual comment from them since high school) HAIZ... So malu.. hehe.. SIGH... Paiseh la... but still.. very happy (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-5178834030445967777?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/5178834030445967777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=5178834030445967777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5178834030445967777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/5178834030445967777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/06/old-friends-re-united.html' title='Old friends re-united'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-4566372678297179149</id><published>2007-06-13T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:23:02.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama Production'/><title type='text'>Breaking Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/Rm-Oinav25I/AAAAAAAAAAk/qi4rpWu-hq8/s1600-h/DSC05506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075432030417705874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/Rm-Oinav25I/AAAAAAAAAAk/qi4rpWu-hq8/s320/DSC05506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... Cool or NOT... :p&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. I looked like a dr. operating surgery (camera)...&lt;br /&gt;I was allergic to furs and we're working with cat's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-4566372678297179149?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/4566372678297179149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=4566372678297179149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4566372678297179149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4566372678297179149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/06/breaking-up.html' title='Breaking Up'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/Rm-Oinav25I/AAAAAAAAAAk/qi4rpWu-hq8/s72-c/DSC05506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-6509885473781178895</id><published>2007-06-06T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T19:26:40.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farewell'/><title type='text'>Mission Accomplish</title><content type='html'>Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Finally i've finish everything and hand it in... it was such a bother to keep it for so long...  It seems easy but it is not, it was damn hard man... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy to finish everthing even though i was late to hand it in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New resolution for the coming semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying alert and pass all assignment on time without procastinate more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. this resolution is not gonna be easy to keep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... This sem was not easy for me... cos, i procastinate a lot... I'll try to make things easy for myself by doing things earlier rather than keeping it till almost the last minute... (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna say goodbye to this sem after my final  exam on 14/6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... gonna be free soon... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-6509885473781178895?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/6509885473781178895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=6509885473781178895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/6509885473781178895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/6509885473781178895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/06/mission-accomplish.html' title='Mission Accomplish'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-2290242159465095981</id><published>2007-05-24T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:57:37.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assignments'/><title type='text'>Mission... On d way...</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, everything seems so hecti. however at the same time i still have some time to go out and play... this is week 12 already... another 2 weeks i'll be having exam... next week is the last week of study plus lots of assignments due... i hope things will go smoothly... got to get back to work now... just taking a few minutes to 'fat lau sau'... hehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-2290242159465095981?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/2290242159465095981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=2290242159465095981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2290242159465095981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/2290242159465095981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/05/mission-on-d-way.html' title='Mission... On d way...'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-4529208461011421493</id><published>2007-04-27T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:23:03.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/RjIXccNEBhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A3oHrAam4zo/s1600-h/IMG_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058131108865246738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/RjIXccNEBhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A3oHrAam4zo/s320/IMG_0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very memorable picture... love it so much.... (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/RjIXcsNEBiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sR-iTsU9Kp8/s1600-h/IMG_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058131113160214050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="299" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/RjIXcsNEBiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sR-iTsU9Kp8/s320/IMG_0115.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole family with aunt and cousins... (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/RjIXc8NEBjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EDs-U4Ct-bI/s1600-h/IMG_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058131117455181362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="221" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/RjIXc8NEBjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EDs-U4Ct-bI/s320/IMG_0114.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon Chin Restaurant near boulevard....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-4529208461011421493?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/4529208461011421493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=4529208461011421493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4529208461011421493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/4529208461011421493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/04/2006.html' title='2006'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/RjIXccNEBhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A3oHrAam4zo/s72-c/IMG_0137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752478547087563161.post-8639568289483843225</id><published>2007-04-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:39:39.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blast It'/><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>At last i've signed in to this blog...&lt;br /&gt;imagine that i've only set up this blog yesterday and now it took me more than 1 hour to log in and got to use it...&lt;br /&gt;i never used a blog before but this is too difficult for me...&lt;br /&gt;at times i do wonder.... am i that OUT-OF-DATE...&lt;br /&gt;well at least i got in... hopefully next time it take me less time to sign in than using more taen an hour...&lt;br /&gt;Sia soi...&lt;br /&gt;haiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752478547087563161-8639568289483843225?l=wluckysam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/feeds/8639568289483843225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752478547087563161&amp;postID=8639568289483843225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8639568289483843225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752478547087563161/posts/default/8639568289483843225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wluckysam.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>LuckySam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237209445149649226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Et7P2qYgx-o/SK7v5tXrLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/uzgA5NaZIX4/S220/DSC02770.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
