<?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-29881813</id><updated>2011-07-28T15:47:18.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uGly cUtey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-6752535760747744513</id><published>2009-09-14T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T07:47:38.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changhan is currently @ http://uglycutey.livejournal.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch me there !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6752535760747744513?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6752535760747744513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6752535760747744513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6752535760747744513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6752535760747744513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/09/changhan-is-currently-httpuglycutey.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-1944358687019544636</id><published>2009-09-08T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:43:59.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am happy right now,&lt;br /&gt;or am I still lying to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管昨天你对我说过了什么&lt;br /&gt;今天的我还是依然依然沉默&lt;br /&gt;两个人生气着&lt;br /&gt;看着谁先舍不得&lt;br /&gt;何必这样来试探我们的缘份&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管昨天我对你说过了什么&lt;br /&gt;今天的你还是依然依然自我&lt;br /&gt;问这要到什么时候&lt;br /&gt;才会觉得无法忍受&lt;br /&gt;难道这样才证明爱得有多深&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以爱有几分&lt;br /&gt;这是你不停的疑问&lt;br /&gt;你的心里对我有多认真&lt;br /&gt;何必执着在我的部分&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以爱有几分&lt;br /&gt;这是你永远的疑问&lt;br /&gt;只有最后一切才有定论.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZh5Ax-B_I/AAAAAAAAATc/6FrGptTQjTU/s1600-h/camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379094437030660082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZh5Ax-B_I/AAAAAAAAATc/6FrGptTQjTU/s400/camp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES TIME ! LOVES LOVE !&lt;br /&gt;Jue Hai Annual Outing '09 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juehai ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZhQeIqUgI/AAAAAAAAATM/-Wia_awKmxw/s1600-h/juehai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379093740535828994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZhQeIqUgI/AAAAAAAAATM/-Wia_awKmxw/s400/juehai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My group &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZhW-KDsgI/AAAAAAAAATU/tZ42FGOwo84/s1600-h/juehai+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZhW-KDsgI/AAAAAAAAATU/tZ42FGOwo84/s1600-h/juehai+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379093852210835970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZhW-KDsgI/AAAAAAAAATU/tZ42FGOwo84/s400/juehai+group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just reached ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ-ddQ0NsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/WJ5QButUvX4/s1600-h/sorting+out+stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125849477101250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ-ddQ0NsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/WJ5QButUvX4/s400/sorting+out+stuff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food ! Makan ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9fzl9MaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/oU8ohfHm0ds/s1600-h/makan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124790319460770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9fzl9MaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/oU8ohfHm0ds/s400/makan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9WN1YuOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z_pX62WLQfs/s1600-h/magic+show.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;ic Show ♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9WN1YuOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z_pX62WLQfs/s1600-h/magic+show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124625564809442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9WN1YuOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z_pX62WLQfs/s400/magic+show.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So awesome ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ7YN0fmbI/AAAAAAAAATk/xzirFE03l8M/s1600-h/10035_130128864102_678154102_2582029_414661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379122460897548722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ7YN0fmbI/AAAAAAAAATk/xzirFE03l8M/s400/10035_130128864102_678154102_2582029_414661_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooo-La-Hoop TIME ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaAErRDXTI/AAAAAAAAAVU/cKemiTWphw4/s1600-h/woo+lar+hoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379127622762716466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaAErRDXTI/AAAAAAAAAVU/cKemiTWphw4/s400/woo+lar+hoop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shi Hui is crazy ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaAUFeNDNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cFOMzhxPInM/s1600-h/woo+lar+hoop+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379127887495236818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaAUFeNDNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cFOMzhxPInM/s400/woo+lar+hoop+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess it's hurt using throat. ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaAu4NsflI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_YJ0stWIffw/s1600-h/woo+lar+hoop+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379128347792801362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaAu4NsflI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_YJ0stWIffw/s400/woo+lar+hoop+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brother, sister and me ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ-ADe4oYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CpPZNHZavXw/s1600-h/silbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125344340582786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ-ADe4oYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CpPZNHZavXw/s400/silbing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basketball TIME ♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ7hqTX_iI/AAAAAAAAATs/ccvKmk9biRM/s1600-h/basketball+juehai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379122623162088994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ7hqTX_iI/AAAAAAAAATs/ccvKmk9biRM/s400/basketball+juehai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volleyball ♥ !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ8pEDztvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vbrvavnZ7CE/s1600-h/bball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379123849846830834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ8pEDztvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vbrvavnZ7CE/s400/bball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ♥ THIS ! Don't you find it art-is-tic ♥ ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ83auO9zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SXFTCZJuA6o/s1600-h/changhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124096448526130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ83auO9zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SXFTCZJuA6o/s400/changhan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BABY ♥ ! He is so cute ! Loves Love Love !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9D5Z-8eI/AAAAAAAAAUE/23F4XnfaSOs/s1600-h/hong+yue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124310843519458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9D5Z-8eI/AAAAAAAAAUE/23F4XnfaSOs/s400/hong+yue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His name is HONG YUE ♥ ! Adorable, my dear !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9M9RJgaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rrimfFJnZGg/s1600-h/hong+yue+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124466499027362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZ9M9RJgaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rrimfFJnZGg/s400/hong+yue+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 4 incredible ladies ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaBnLCzaoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tu2JfMgT7y4/s1600-h/4+ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379129314920065666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaBnLCzaoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tu2JfMgT7y4/s400/4+ladies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awwwww ! Going home. ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaBTinFsiI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xXJpNMgEATQ/s1600-h/going+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379128977648890402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaBTinFsiI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xXJpNMgEATQ/s400/going+home.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, bus arrived. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaCsPwrYjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-heaboOAl3A/s1600-h/bus+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 97px; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379130501597192754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaCsPwrYjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-heaboOAl3A/s400/bus+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's getting LARGER ♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaDLTlXpII/AAAAAAAAAWk/-PkGNW-5F3E/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379131035199448194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaDLTlXpII/AAAAAAAAAWk/-PkGNW-5F3E/s400/bus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking to Xiu Xiu Lao Shi, serious stuffs ♥.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaCLIRh1pI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6EzK7enEGiY/s1600-h/juehai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379129932651812498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaCLIRh1pI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6EzK7enEGiY/s400/juehai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharing my misery with Xiu Xiu Lao Shi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But why am i smiling? ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaBzNTK9kI/AAAAAAAAAWE/11gxbcCW9jM/s1600-h/going+home+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379129521684018754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaBzNTK9kI/AAAAAAAAAWE/11gxbcCW9jM/s400/going+home+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you guys ♥ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaB-LBuRaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oOm0kWupRgQ/s1600-h/going+home+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379129710052525474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqaB-LBuRaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oOm0kWupRgQ/s400/going+home+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye ♥ !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-1944358687019544636?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1944358687019544636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=1944358687019544636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1944358687019544636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1944358687019544636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-i-have-to-let-go-to-see-if.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SqZh5Ax-B_I/AAAAAAAAATc/6FrGptTQjTU/s72-c/camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5878495382133508127</id><published>2009-09-03T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:14:10.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Once a very old king went to see an old hermit who lived in a bird's nest in the top of a tree, "What is the most important Buddhist teaching?" The hermit answered, "Do no evil, do only good. Purify your heart." The king had expected to hear a very long explanation. He protested, "But even a five-year old child can understand that!" "Yes," replied the wise sage, "but even an 80-year-old man cannot do it." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377272730401461026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;BASIC TEACHINGS OF THE BUDDHA&lt;/h2&gt;It's time for me to go to refuge.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to reduce the suffering/misery that I'm facing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A refuge is a place to go for safety and protection, like a shelter in a storm. Taking refuge does not mean running away from life. It means living life in a fuller, truer way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking refuge is also like a man traveling for the first time to a distant city. He will need a guide to show him which path to follow and some traveling companions to help him along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha is the guide.&lt;br /&gt;The Dharma is the path.&lt;br /&gt;The Sangha are the teachers or companions along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE THREE UNIVERSAL TRUTHS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the Buddha sat down in the shade of a tree and noticed how beautiful the countryside was. Flowers were blooming and trees were putting on bright new leaves, but among all this beauty, he saw much unhappiness. A farmer beat his ox in the field. A bird pecked at an earthworm, and then an eagle swooped down on the bird. Deeply troubled, he asked, "Why does the farmer beat his ox? Why must one creature eat another to live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his enlightenment, the Buddha found the answer to these questions. He discovered three great truths. He explained these truths in a simple way so that everyone could understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nothing is lost in the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first truth is that nothing is lost in the universe. Matter turns into energy, energy turns into matter. A dead leaf turns into soil. A seed sprouts and becomes a new plant. Old solar systems disintegrate and turn into cosmic rays. We are born of our parents, our children are born of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the same as plants, as trees, as other people, as the rain that falls. We consist of that which is around us, we are the same as everything. If we destroy something around us, we destroy ourselves. If we cheat another, we cheat ourselves. Understanding this truth, the Buddha and his disciples never killed any animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Everything Changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second universal truth of the Buddha is that everything is continuously changing. Life is like a river flowing on and on, ever-changing. Sometimes it flows slowly and sometimes swiftly. It is smooth and gentle in some places, but later on snags and rocks crop up out of nowhere. As soon as we think we are safe, something unexpected happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once dinosaurs, mammoths, and saber-toothed tigers roamed this earth. They all died out, yet this was not the end of life. Other life forms like smaller mammals appeared, and eventually humans, too. Now we can even see the Earth from space and understand the changes that have taken place on this planet. Our ideas about life also change. People once believed that the world was flat, but now we know that it is round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Law of Cause and Effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third universal truth explained by the Buddha is that there is continuous changes due to the law of cause and effect. &lt;strong&gt;This is the same law of cause and effect found in every modern science textbook. In this way, science and Buddhism are alike.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The law of cause and effect is known as karma. Nothing ever happens to us unless we deserves it. We receive exactly what we earn, whether it is good or bad. We are the way we are now due to the things we have done in the past. Our thoughts and actions determine the kind of life we can have. If we do good things, in the future good things will happen to us. If we do bad things, in the future bad things will happen to us. Every moment we create new karma by what we say, do, and think. If we understand this, we do not need to fear karma. It becomes our friend. It teaches us to create a bright future.&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The kind of seed sown&lt;br /&gt;will produce that kind of fruit.&lt;br /&gt;Those who do good will reap good results.&lt;br /&gt;Those who do evil will reap evil results.&lt;br /&gt;If you carefully plant a good seed,&lt;br /&gt;You will joyfully gather good fruit."&lt;br /&gt;Dhammapada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377272730401461026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FIVE PRECEPTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All religions have some basic rules that define what is good conduct and what kind of conduct should be avoided. In Buddhism, the most important rules are the &lt;strong&gt;Five Precepts.&lt;/strong&gt; These have been passed down from the Buddha himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No killing - Respect for life&lt;br /&gt;2. No stealing - Respect for others' property&lt;br /&gt;3. No sexual misconduct - Respect for our pure nature&lt;br /&gt;4. No lying - Respect for honesty&lt;br /&gt;5. No intoxicants - Respect for a clear mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No killing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha said, "Life is dear to all beings. They have the right to live the same as we do." We should respect all life and not kill anything. Killing ants and mosquitoes is also breaking this precept. We should have an attitude of loving-kindness towards all beings, wishing them to be happy and free from harm. Taking care of the earth, its rivers and air is included. One way that many Buddhists follow this precept is by being vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No stealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we steal from another, we steal from ourselves. Instead, we should learn to give and take care of things that belong to our family, to the school, or to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sexual misconduct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper conduct shows respect for oneself and others. Our bodies are gifts from our parents, so we should protect them from harm. Young people should especially keep their natures pure and develop their virtue. It is up to them to make the world a better place to live. In happy families, the husband and wife both respect each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being honest brings peace into the world. When there is a misunderstanding, the best thing is to talk it over. This precept includes no gossip, no back-biting, no harsh words and no idle speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No intoxicants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth precept is based on keeping a clear mind and a healthy body. One day, when the Buddha was speaking the Dharma for the assembly, a young drunkard staggered into the room. He tripped over some monks who were sitting on the floor and started cursing loudly. His breath reeked of alcohol and filled the air with a sickening stench. Mumbling to himself, he reeled out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was astonished at his rude behavior, but the Buddha remained calm. "Great assembly!" he spoke, "Take a look at this man! He will certainly lose his wealth and good name. His body will grow weak and sickly. Day and night, he will quarrel with his family and friends until they abandon him. The worst thing is that he will lose his wisdom and become stupid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little by little, one can learn to follow these precepts. If one sometimes forgets them, one can start all over again. Following the precepts is a lifetime job. If one kills or hurts someone's feelings by mistake, that is breaking the precepts, but it was not done on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377272730401461026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NOBLE EIGHTFOLD PATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Right View. The right way to think about life is to see the world through the eyes of the Buddha--with wisdom and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Right Thought. We are what we think. Clear and kind thoughts build good, strong characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Right Speech. By speaking kind and helpful words, we are respected and trusted by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Right Conduct. No matter what we say, others know us from the way we behave. Before we criticize others, we should first see what we do ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Right Livelihood. This means choosing a job that does not hurt others. The Buddha said, "Do not earn your living by harming others. Do not seek happiness by making others unhappy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Right Effort. A worthwhile life means doing our best at all times and having good will toward others. This also means not wasting effort on things that harm ourselves and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Right Mindfulness. This means being aware of our thoughts, words, and deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Right Concentration. Focus on one thought or object at a time. By doing this, we can be quiet and attain true peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the Noble Eightfold Path can be compared to cultivating a garden, but in Buddhism one cultivates one's wisdom. The mind is the ground and thoughts are seeds. Deeds are ways one cares for the garden. Our faults are weeds. Pulling them out is like weeding a garden. The harvest is real and lasting happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those above are due to the courtesy of http://online.sfsu.edu/~rone/Buddhism/footsteps.htm.&lt;br /&gt;En&lt;em&gt;joy&lt;/em&gt; ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lotus has its roots in the mud, &lt;br /&gt;Grows up through the deep water, &lt;br /&gt;And rises to the surface. &lt;br /&gt;It blooms into perfect beauty and purity in the sunlight. &lt;br /&gt;It is like the mind unfolding to perfect joy and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a blessing for me to have Buddha and you by my side during my misery.&lt;br /&gt;Can I say I love you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377272730401461026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5878495382133508127?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5878495382133508127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5878495382133508127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5878495382133508127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5878495382133508127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/09/once-very-old-king-went-to-see-old.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp_pDuv5UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/xGFC2F6ZqBI/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5028033387484251640</id><published>2009-09-03T05:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:33:07.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;SPAMMER&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just SHUT UP AND LISTEN !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I'm goin to talk about spammers..&lt;br /&gt;Let me see..&lt;br /&gt;They have attract my attention (it's not easy to attract my attention though..) and I think they need our concerns..&lt;br /&gt;They might have suffer from some torture at young age.&lt;br /&gt;They may have been sexual assault or being looked down upon by all kind of people around them.&lt;br /&gt;This is why they will start using other people name(not their own) and spam on people tagboard. Their parent didn't do a great job in educating them.. Their parent shouldn't have give birth to them. In my point of view, they are just stealing oxygen from us.&lt;br /&gt;So we must use our heart and soul to educate them, if not they will suffer from serious depression.&lt;br /&gt;The trouble with them is that they lacks the power of conversation but not the power of speech.&lt;br /&gt;They have a wide vocabs to use.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Poor things.&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO AND DIE !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The contents below is not suitable for kids under age of 13. If you are not happy with the contents below, click on the cross and get your ass, opps i mean eyes out of my blog. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vulgarity is being avoided in all circumstances. I've tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammers have all the characteristics of a dog except loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;No one can have a higher opinion of Spammers than I have; and I think they are just a dirty little beast.&lt;br /&gt;Garbage is a form when a substance is being made use of.&lt;br /&gt;They are worse than garbage. And shouldn't be born.&lt;br /&gt;When you see spammers walking around the neighbourhood, at first thought he/she was walking a dog. Then realized it was his/her date. LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;Nature played a cruel trick on them by giving them a waxed mustache. That's why they can only hide behind the network and insult people in whatever sort of ways.&lt;br /&gt;Poor little beast. Don't you think we should pity them?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying now because i'm so touched.&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO AND DIE ! SPAMMER !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me know if I say anything that offends you. I might want to offend you again later. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their mum must be a dog and their dad must be a donkey, because I'm sure they are one jackass son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they should be a donkey for Halloween. Most people already think they are an ass!&lt;br /&gt;Spammers, I tell you. If you really think I'm insulting basketball, come have a match with me. What goes around, comes around.. Do SPAMMER's parents have a loud bark? I think so, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are couple, they are a PB&amp;amp;J... (Psycho Bitch &amp;amp; Jerk.)&lt;br /&gt;If spammer can't laugh at themselves, I'll be glad to do it for them.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahhahahahahahahas..&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for what I've said, but I just wanna educate them.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I've started out with good intention. (:&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm not their parents because I could carve a better man out of a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammer's hands should stink because of all the shit they type.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that they are a slob, but three new species of slime mold were discovered in their bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;You see, it's not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;If they were the moon, the sky on earth would be green.&lt;br /&gt;Their nails are so yellow that when the sun saw their hands, it said: 'Someone is doing my job, I should go home!'&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are such a pity little beast.&lt;br /&gt;Spammers, please do me a favor and go through the car wash.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, WITHOUT your car !&lt;br /&gt;I would be a lot happier if they shot themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Go bang the wall and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hell called. They were wondering if Spammers want their old job back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5028033387484251640?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5028033387484251640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5028033387484251640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5028033387484251640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5028033387484251640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/09/spammer-just-shut-up-and-listen-today.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-7243209088380010748</id><published>2009-09-02T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:01:04.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Self-ish-Reflection.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang Han cried, did he?&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was angry.&lt;br /&gt;I was annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself,&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I try to talk to you?&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I talk nicely to you?&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I send you msg, wishing and hoping you to have a great day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give and I shall receive?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I receive your coldness and your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I could not stand this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And I break down. today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I insulted you.&lt;br /&gt;I yell at you.&lt;br /&gt;I jerks at you.&lt;br /&gt;and I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there, I know alot of people in this planet hate me.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that you have done no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, you have helped me, with all the criticism that people said about me.&lt;br /&gt;You are right, I talked without using brain.&lt;br /&gt;And this has caused me problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are no wrong, it's all about me.&lt;br /&gt;I put too much negative on you.&lt;br /&gt;I put too much illusions on you.&lt;br /&gt;I put too much faults on you.&lt;br /&gt;All these are what I put on you.&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gave my 100% to you.&lt;br /&gt;You do not realised it, and yet I thought you dun appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;I repeat my mistakes all over again.&lt;br /&gt;I got too much pride and ego on myself that I refused to put them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe, I know, you are someone who don't judge people.&lt;br /&gt;You are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The one who do not appreciate is me.&lt;br /&gt;My mother used to say that I am narrow-minded.&lt;br /&gt;I never took that seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And after constant reflection, I've realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I judge people over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;This has caused misery on myself and without second thought, I blast all my misery on you.&lt;br /&gt;You are so innocent and a horrible guy like me has put you down to get rid of my misery.&lt;br /&gt;Not only my misery did not decreased, it increased and hurt you too.&lt;br /&gt;How selfish am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not seeking for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;You have forgive me alot of times.&lt;br /&gt;I've repeated my mistakes alot of times too.&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't learn.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will be better if you don't forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伟大的智慧.&lt;br /&gt;伟大的文化.&lt;br /&gt;伟大的慈悲精神.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-7243209088380010748?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7243209088380010748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=7243209088380010748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7243209088380010748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7243209088380010748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-ish-reflection.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2176509736630971556</id><published>2009-09-01T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:30:44.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp3mb7hs3TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rMTniOdSc9c/s1600-h/attitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376706897660140850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp3mb7hs3TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rMTniOdSc9c/s400/attitude.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;BAND SLAM ! &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honor Society - Where Are You Now Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my favorite teacher&lt;br /&gt;told me never give up&lt;br /&gt;To my fifth grade crush&lt;br /&gt;Who I thought I really loved&lt;br /&gt;To the guys I've missed and the girls we've kissed&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my ex-best friends&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how we grew apart&lt;br /&gt;To my favorite band&lt;br /&gt;Sing along in my car&lt;br /&gt;To the face I see in my memory&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how&lt;br /&gt;How to live like I do&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;br /&gt;I would never be who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my first girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I thought for sure was the one&lt;br /&gt;To my last girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I screwed it up&lt;br /&gt;To the ones I loved&lt;br /&gt;Didn't show it enough&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how&lt;br /&gt;How to live like I do&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;br /&gt;I would never be who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll never see those days again&lt;br /&gt;And things will never be that way again&lt;br /&gt;But that's just how it goes&lt;br /&gt;People change but I know&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the ones who came&lt;br /&gt;Who we're there from the start&lt;br /&gt;To the love that left&lt;br /&gt;And took a piece of my heart&lt;br /&gt;To the few who'd swear&lt;br /&gt;They'd never go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how&lt;br /&gt;How to live like I do&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;br /&gt;I would never be how I am&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;br /&gt;I would never be who I am&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd be nothing&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;E&lt;em&gt;njoy&lt;/em&gt; ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2176509736630971556?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2176509736630971556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2176509736630971556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2176509736630971556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2176509736630971556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/09/band-slam-honor-society-where-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sp3mb7hs3TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rMTniOdSc9c/s72-c/attitude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-8479380347213717719</id><published>2009-08-31T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:52:10.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I really need you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this was written on 10th of May 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't post it. &lt;br /&gt;So now, I just gonna post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangHan is not going to update for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;He is physically and emotionally tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泪水 将我淹没 到底谁该难过&lt;br /&gt;究竟 是谁放掉 这段感情&lt;br /&gt;我才终于明白 办不到的承诺 就成了枷锁&lt;br /&gt;现实中 幸福 永远缺货&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请告诉她 我不爱她&lt;br /&gt;笑着难过 自我惩罚&lt;br /&gt;想终止这一切挣扎&lt;br /&gt;横了心 说真心谎话&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别告诉她 我还想她&lt;br /&gt;恨总比爱容易放下&lt;br /&gt;当泪水堵住了胸口&lt;br /&gt;就让沉默 代替所有回答&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不爱 我不痛 我不懂&lt;br /&gt;我的心 早已掏空&lt;br /&gt;真心话 言不由衷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别告诉她 我还想她&lt;br /&gt;就让沉默 代替所有回答&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is only given to those who appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;You not only dun appreciated, you took it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have thought it through, it's time for me to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. All these are all my faults. But I'm not going to apologise or wat-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;Because I realise that if you are a true friend, you wont did this to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure, I realise it too late already, I'm just nothing to you.&lt;br /&gt;So forget it. Changhan is dead.&lt;br /&gt;You broke your promise and everything went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And just talk to the left because you aren't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real loss only occurs when I lose something that I love more than myself.&lt;br /&gt;I loved. She needed time to think and that was okay - she was worth waiting for... and waiting for... and waiting for. Finally I realized I had waited away my life for an answer she had already given me: Had she loved me, I would not have had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The content below is written due to the anger that I have bottled up.&lt;br /&gt;If you know you are the one, don't read it. I don't want to hurt you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you left, I wanted to be angry. I couldn’t find it in me, but I wanted to be angry. Sometimes, in anger, you find strength and I desperately needed strength. But I couldn’t get angry. The only thing I felt was sadness. Overwhelming sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me. You lied about it, but I knew the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I had always known the truth, all along, but knowing and wanting to see or act on the truth are different things. I was miserable, but somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I was comfortable in my misery.&lt;br /&gt;It was familiar. It was… safe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I knew would happen, you left… and that’s when I wanted to be angry.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the anger did hit me, and the more I became angry,&lt;br /&gt;the more I learned about the truth of your deception…&lt;br /&gt;oh, how many months had I played a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fueled my anger? I was angry that I was stupid enough to play&lt;br /&gt;as a fool.&lt;br /&gt;I knew. I knew all along. I was imply too tired, too miserable and&lt;br /&gt;too sick to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used me, and yet, I truly put as much fault and blame on myself as I do on you. You see, you used me, but that’s just who you are. I don’t think you can help it. It’s not an excuse, but it’s the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what ? I learnt something. It’s true that what goes around comes around. It’s true that we get back what we put out into the world. It’s also true that &lt;strong&gt;living well truly IS the best revenge&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hope for a friend and a lover who I could trust, who would treat me right, never hurt me, never break my trust. You promised those things to me, and you failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this because I want to thanks you. I want to thanks you for the way you treat me that I could recognize, truly treasure, when someone came along who treats me good. I want to thanks you for leaving, so that I was free to choose to love. I want to thanks you for being strong enough to walk away when I was not strong enough to do so for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I can say, “I wish you well…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new life,&lt;br /&gt;Changhan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8479380347213717719?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8479380347213717719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8479380347213717719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8479380347213717719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8479380347213717719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/changhan-is-not-going-to-update-for_10.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-4908271031192551545</id><published>2009-08-25T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:30:00.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aren't you sick of all those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;BIG BIG&lt;/h2&gt;wisdom words from my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sure enough, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;LOVE&lt;/h2&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling negative, I will read them.&lt;br /&gt;It serves as an positive energy to boost up my confidence and self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel that I'm still a useful person in this world.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I don't really think I've the courage to stand alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words " He is a disgrace to (.........), He is worse than (........), lucky he is not related to me " are still lingering in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed when I heard it. But the more it appeared in my mind, the angrier I got.&lt;br /&gt;Please lar. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you said it unintentionally, but you have also unintentionally hurt me. Kindness shouldn't be taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;People may insult me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they do not know that I'm a human too.&lt;br /&gt;I just smile through my way.&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I had realised that if I quarrel with them, it will be a bad ending.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe has given me a good lesson about that.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ! I'm grateful to her.&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, I usually smile through or act nothing had happened when I was being insulted or bullied or I'm at the losing end.&lt;br /&gt;I will give myself this thought, "What if the next moment I just die? Will arguing with that person still work?"&lt;br /&gt;The answer is most probably, NO !&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point of arguing? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be thinking, Changhan is afraid. Changhan is scared.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are right !&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid. I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe in what goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;I will rather give in, walk away and have peace.&lt;br /&gt;War brings anger and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Peace brings happiness and harmony.&lt;br /&gt;I will choose peace although I'm at the losing end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that Changhan does not have the courage to fight.&lt;br /&gt;You are wrong !&lt;br /&gt;If I'm gonna use courage just to insult or argue back, I'm insulting the word "courage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changhan is not a Mr. Nice Guy.&lt;br /&gt;Changhan is not Mr. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Changhan is just an ordinary guy with a dose of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;You may try to take advantages of me, but I tell you this again.&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;By showing kindness, it will bring joy to you.&lt;br /&gt;By showing evil, it will bring suffering back to you.&lt;br /&gt;You have a choice, make a wise one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the world is like crayons. Crayons - Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names and have different colours, but they all have to live in a same box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SpPxZx874LI/AAAAAAAAASs/MNQqWalvM5E/s1600-h/monk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904205591077042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SpPxZx874LI/AAAAAAAAASs/MNQqWalvM5E/s400/monk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are we living on this earth ?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't just to make life easier for others? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4908271031192551545?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4908271031192551545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4908271031192551545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4908271031192551545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4908271031192551545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/08/arent-you-sick-of-all-those-big-big.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SpPxZx874LI/AAAAAAAAASs/MNQqWalvM5E/s72-c/monk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5388508400570714589</id><published>2009-08-20T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:06:17.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Hungry Ghost Festival&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/So4f9azuXkI/AAAAAAAAASc/EU4NszIjqcg/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/So4f9azuXkI/AAAAAAAAASc/EU4NszIjqcg/s400/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266545528331842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Buddhists, the seventh lunar month is a month of joy. This is because the fifteenth day of the seventh month is often known as the Buddha's joyful day and the day of rejoice for monks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The origins of the Buddha's joyful day can be found in various scriptures. When the Buddha was alive, his disciples meditated in the forests of India during the rainy season of summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months later, on the fifteen day of the seventh month, they would emerge from the forests to celebrate the completion of their meditation and report their progress to the Buddha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Ullambana Sutra, the Buddha instructs his disciple &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/lib/authors/hecker/wheel263.html"&gt;Maudgalyāyana(目犍連)&lt;/a&gt; on how to obtain liberation for his mother, who had been reborn into a lower realm, by making food offerings to the sangha on the fifteenth day of the seventh month. Because the number of monks who attained enlightenment during that period was high, the Buddha was very pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddhist origins of the festival can be traced back to a story that originally came from India, but later took on culturally Chinese overtones. In the Ullambana Sutra, there is a descriptive account of a Buddhist monk named Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連), originally a brahmin youth who later ordained, and later becoming one of the Buddha's chief disciples. Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連) was also known for having clairvoyant powers(magical power), an uncommon trait amongst monks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he attained arhatship, he began to think deeply of his parents, and wondered what happened to them. He used his clairvoyance(magical power) to see where they were reborn and found his father in the heavenly realms (the realm of the gods). However, his mother had been reborn in a lower realm, known as the Realm of Hungry Ghosts. His mother took on the form of a hungry ghost – so called because it could not eat due to its highly thin &amp; fragile throat in which no food could pass through, yet it was always hungry because it had a fat belly. His mother had been greedy with the money he left her. He had instructed her to kindly host any Buddhist monks that ever came her way, but instead she withheld her kindness and her money. It was for this reason she was reborn in the realm of hungry ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連) eased his mother's suffering by receiving the instructions of feeding hungry ghost from the Buddha. The Buddha instructed Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連) to place pieces of food on a clean plate, reciting a mantra seven times, snap his fingers then tip the food on clean ground. By doing so, the hungry ghost's hunger was relieved and through these merits, his mother was reborn as a dog under the care of a noble family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連) also sought the Buddha's advice to help his mother gain a human birth. The Buddha established a day after the traditional summer retreat (the 15th day of the seventh month in the lunar calendar, usually mid-to-late August) on which Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連) was to offer food and robes to 500 bhikkhus. Through the merits created, Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連)'s mother finally gained a human birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/So4gMK5j7GI/AAAAAAAAASk/2nplQ0ytQgQ/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/So4gMK5j7GI/AAAAAAAAASk/2nplQ0ytQgQ/s400/friendship.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266798955883618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually this month is a month that teaches everyone should practise filial piety to our parents just like how Mahāmaudgalyāyana(目犍連)goes to great lengths to rescue his mother from condemnation for her unjust life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that even if a person carries his or her parents on the back for the rest of his or her life, the kindness of the parents cannot be repaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all be grateful to our parents who had raised us up despite the hardship they had to suffered. Let all children in the world show and practise filial piety to our parents regardless when and where. Do this before it's too late because nothing last forever and &lt;a href="http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/08/attachment-is-origin-root-of-suffering.html"&gt;whatever arises is bound to vanish&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that having supported the children, the children shall thus support the parents. Children shall do their duties, keep up the honour and the traditons of the family, be worthy of their heritage and make offerings, dedicating the goodness of the practice to the parents even after their death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself " when is the last time you did something for the benefit of your parents?"&lt;br /&gt;In my opinions, i think the best thing we can do for our parent is not to let them be angry or worry about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/So4f9azuXkI/AAAAAAAAASc/EU4NszIjqcg/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/So4f9azuXkI/AAAAAAAAASc/EU4NszIjqcg/s400/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266545528331842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5388508400570714589?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5388508400570714589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5388508400570714589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5388508400570714589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5388508400570714589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/08/hungry-ghost-festival-according-to.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/So4f9azuXkI/AAAAAAAAASc/EU4NszIjqcg/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5465300850103275519</id><published>2009-08-11T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:27:35.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I just love this article.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll below for update. Thank you very much. 谢谢我 ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SoF7sBxvKMI/AAAAAAAAASE/QFXv7ni64co/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368708227123849410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SoF7sBxvKMI/AAAAAAAAASE/QFXv7ni64co/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Attachment is the origin, the root of suffering; hence it is the cause of suffering.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a natural confusion that arises when people think about being attached to things or people. For me, I thought that I needed to be detached from my feelings and emotions in order to relieve myself from attachment. If I shut off all emotions and felt nothing, then I had achieved successful detachment that the Buddha taught. However, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being attached to things and people means to give them unrealistic attributes, to perceive them as being able to give us everlasting happiness and to see them as unchanging forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take the first; &lt;strong&gt;giving something or someone unrealistic attributes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When we fall in love with someone, we create this &lt;strong&gt;illusion&lt;/strong&gt; that this person is perfect, that everything about them is beautiful and that we must be with this person or we will be unhappy. We "crave" this person and when we can't be around them, we grow lovesick and miss this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending time with this person, we start to see that they are not perfect and we actually start &lt;strong&gt;seeing through our illusion of attachment &lt;/strong&gt;and become unhappy, focusing on all the bad we now see in this person. We think, "Oh, he/she smells bad or has yellow teeth, or makes fun of my way of dressing," and we become unhappy. We start to push away and "fall out of love." But, we do not realize that we are &lt;strong&gt;suffering from attachment&lt;/strong&gt;, and we haven't yet seen all the way through the illusion. *We stay unhappy until we start the process all over again by breaking up or divorcing this person and then becoming attached to someone else and &lt;strong&gt;creating misery all over again&lt;/strong&gt;.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our path of release from the misery of attachment, the second thing that is a great problem is &lt;strong&gt;perceiving things outside ourselves as giving us lasting happiness&lt;/strong&gt;. We believe, when we are attached to things or people, that they are the cause of our happiness. Take money for example; we believe that having more of it will make our bills go away and that we will be able to buy all we want. But we won't have that lasting happiness we imagine. We will spend much of our time worrying about how to keep our money from thieves, or how to get more of it, thus creating more greed in ourselves. We may come to be paranoid that all our friends only like us for our money or we may try to "buy" our friends to ease our loneliness only to find they were never our friends and then we are lonelier than before! Anytime we &lt;strong&gt;seek happiness outside &lt;/strong&gt;ourselves in persons or things, we are attached and they will &lt;strong&gt;never bring us lasting happiness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, when we look at things as being &lt;strong&gt;permanent and unchanging&lt;/strong&gt;, we have the &lt;strong&gt;greatest illusion that attachment brings happiness&lt;/strong&gt;, and thus, the &lt;strong&gt;greatest suffering&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at birth and death for example. We may believe that being born into this world is the start of our existence and death is the end. But, in between we deceive ourselves. When we are young, we feel that we will stay young forever and will remain unchanged. Even as we grow older, we continue to lie to ourselves and say, "I still feel like I am eighteen." We think that we can still perform all the activities at sixty that we did at twenty. While this may be true, we have changed, and if we do not wake up to the fact that &lt;strong&gt;the only thing that ever stays the same is change&lt;/strong&gt;, we will wake up one morning and be incredibly miserable and full of suffering from a body that seemed to just breakdown overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need to shut off our emotions. We don't need to stop feeling anything. What we need to do is realize that &lt;strong&gt;we have been creating or looking through an illusion and see things as they really are.&lt;/strong&gt; Once we do this, we will see clearly and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha said in the Dhammapada, "Attachment arises from (wrong) conceptions, so know them as attachment's root. Avoid conceptualizations, and attachment will not arise." If we do not apply wrong concepts to things - e.g. if we don't think people, money or things outside ourselves bring us our happiness, or expect them to act in ways to bring us happiness; and if we see them in their true nature and accept them as they are, we will not become attached. But, we can still have feelings of loving kindness towards them or use the things in their intended manner without them bringing us misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way to do this is to &lt;strong&gt;meditate&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;look deeply into the impermanence of things&lt;/strong&gt;: *to realize that things are always changing and realize that we can live on the waves of existence rather than be smothered by the misery we create in it and drowned by the ocean of confusion created by it.* When we can look at &lt;strong&gt;a leprous beggar seeking alms &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;a brother in the family&lt;/strong&gt; with the &lt;strong&gt;same loving kindness&lt;/strong&gt;, we have attained detachment from attachment. Once we can pay our bills with money earned and give a stranger money for a coat in winter with the same feeling of rightness, we have attained detachment from attachment. Once we can look beyond our own bodies and see birth and death as another round in the circle of beginningless time, we have attained detachment from attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SoF7sBxvKMI/AAAAAAAAASE/QFXv7ni64co/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368708227123849410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SoF7sBxvKMI/AAAAAAAAASE/QFXv7ni64co/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Buddha said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you desire joy,&lt;br /&gt;Completely forsake all attachment.&lt;br /&gt;By forsaking completely all attachment&lt;br /&gt;A most excellent ecstasy is found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long as (you) follow attachment&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction is never found.&lt;br /&gt;Who ever reverses attachment&lt;br /&gt;With wisdom attains satisfaction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SotTBrddd8I/AAAAAAAAASU/w36RYI8L_zM/s1600-h/rock+and+rule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 335px; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371478268880713666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SotTBrddd8I/AAAAAAAAASU/w36RYI8L_zM/s400/rock+and+rule.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changhan &lt;/strong&gt;said: You Rock !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shihui&lt;/strong&gt; said: You Rule !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;h5&gt;It is super NOT hilarious !&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings the end, and somewhere in the middle we became the best of friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5465300850103275519?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5465300850103275519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5465300850103275519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5465300850103275519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5465300850103275519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/08/attachment-is-origin-root-of-suffering.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SoF7sBxvKMI/AAAAAAAAASE/QFXv7ni64co/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-761649667604842058</id><published>2009-08-02T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T05:05:00.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnW1U14wPwI/AAAAAAAAARU/vn6dyKml-9o/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365393900748947202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnW1U14wPwI/AAAAAAAAARU/vn6dyKml-9o/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Self-confidence is not a feeling of superiority, but of independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to understand the middle path: that a human has a positive and a negative side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a false, ignorant side, but we also have a beautiful potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Buddha nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of our full lives, may we pause…&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the peace that always rests within…&lt;br /&gt;However busy, however hard our days…&lt;br /&gt;that peace always rests within.&lt;br /&gt;So may we pause… and find that peace… that deep peace…&lt;br /&gt;that renewing peace….&lt;br /&gt;Pause, and know the peace of our hearts…&lt;br /&gt;The peace of this place and this gathering…&lt;br /&gt;The peace of the falling snow…&lt;br /&gt;Peace…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we cultivate peace in our hearts, that we might find more peace in our lives;&lt;br /&gt;may we cultivate peace in our lives, that we might find more peace among our family and&lt;br /&gt;friends;&lt;br /&gt;may we cultivate peace among our family and friends, that we might find more peace in&lt;br /&gt;our communities;&lt;br /&gt;may we cultivate peace in our communities and our nation, that we might find more&lt;br /&gt;peace in the world.&lt;br /&gt;And so – may we be among those who don’t give up, who instead give life each day,&lt;br /&gt;whether in ways small or large, to the ancient quest for peace.&lt;br /&gt;Eternal peace? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;More peace? Why not?&lt;br /&gt;So may it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thankful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can think of so many things in our lives that we are lucky to have or lucky to experience. So,when we find ourselves thinking unhappy thoughts about what we don’t have, we can remember to be thankful for what we do have, even the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accepting Insults&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once an angry man insulted the Buddha. The Buddha simply asked the man if people ever visited him in his home. Surprised at the change of topic, the man answered yes. The Buddha then asked if his visitors ever brought gifts. When the man replied yes again, the Buddha asked what would happen if he refused to accept the gifts? Who would the gifts belong to then? The man said that, of course, they would still belong to those who brought them. The Buddha then calmly and kindly said, “In the same way, since I do not accept your insults, they remain with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we learn not to get angry when someone insults us? We can remember&lt;br /&gt;that an insult is only what that person thinks because of his own ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;jealousy, anger or ill will. We should not allow that person’s insult to bring us&lt;br /&gt;down to his level of anger and ill will. We can remember that we are good and&lt;br /&gt;they can’t bring us down. We improve ourselves, we become stronger in our good&lt;br /&gt;character, if we can ignore insults, resist the urge to fight back, and avoid bad&lt;br /&gt;feelings. So the person insulting us is actually helping us to become better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not accept any of my words on faith,&lt;br /&gt;believing them just because I said them.&lt;br /&gt;Be like an analyst buying gold, who cuts, burns,&lt;br /&gt;and critically examines his product for authenticity.&lt;br /&gt;Only accept what passes the test&lt;br /&gt;by proving useful and beneficial in your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Lord Buddha, shortly before his death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnW1Z-f96KI/AAAAAAAAARc/023KFMyQcn0/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365393988960250018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnW1Z-f96KI/AAAAAAAAARc/023KFMyQcn0/s400/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnbQ1liBaHI/AAAAAAAAARk/VEaN_exYVoc/s1600-h/no+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnbQ1liBaHI/AAAAAAAAARk/VEaN_exYVoc/s400/no+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365705625084979314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who needs a girlfriend anyway ?&lt;br /&gt;That's the conclusion I came today.&lt;br /&gt;It's not so bad being just one&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it can be quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out in the basketball court all day,&lt;br /&gt;Appreciating my friends in a new special way.&lt;br /&gt;Never having to worry about her,&lt;br /&gt;Whether she will be with who.&lt;br /&gt;What should i do for her,&lt;br /&gt;is no longer an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin where i want, seeing who i please&lt;br /&gt;even though i miss having someone to talk with.&lt;br /&gt;Three-hours of thinking how to please her,&lt;br /&gt;become three-hours playing trips with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone can be rough at first&lt;br /&gt;But it only gets better, it doesn't get worse.&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough i will love once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, it is myself I should adore.&lt;br /&gt;Look at everyday with a new brighter light&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure, in time i will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnbR_e5-GkI/AAAAAAAAARs/2oxgVV-i43s/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 70px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnbR_e5-GkI/AAAAAAAAARs/2oxgVV-i43s/s400/friendship.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365706894616697410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-761649667604842058?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/761649667604842058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=761649667604842058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/761649667604842058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/761649667604842058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/08/self-confidence-is-not-feeling-of.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnW1U14wPwI/AAAAAAAAARU/vn6dyKml-9o/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-3801218869892313401</id><published>2009-07-31T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:57:57.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnMUTfECDNI/AAAAAAAAARM/h9DRv57BOpc/s1600-h/Kobelineup550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364653906116873426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnMUTfECDNI/AAAAAAAAARM/h9DRv57BOpc/s400/Kobelineup550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Champions aren't made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them - &lt;strong&gt;a desire&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;a dream&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;a vision&lt;/strong&gt;. They have to have &lt;strong&gt;last-minute stamina&lt;/strong&gt;, they have to be a &lt;strong&gt;little faster&lt;/strong&gt;, they have to have the skill and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill.♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;How many times have i heard people said;&lt;br /&gt;He failed.&lt;br /&gt;He is a fluke,uncoachable.&lt;br /&gt;He has no focus&lt;br /&gt;He is stubborn, an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;Or even too cold, a garbage, mental like a baby, not a team player, selfish, over-rated, big ego.&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, ugly and disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again, I'm not born to please people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because I have eyes that only see through and not hide behind lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because you know you are nothing compared to me,&lt;br /&gt;And you know in whatever ways, i'm just better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because I smile through the rain and I know the rain will only bring brighter days, unlike you. Only know how to whine like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because You don't, and won't allow yourself, to understand&lt;br /&gt;that love is a boundary free thing, and should not be spat on no matter what gender, appearance or what race. You are just making a fool out of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because I have the knowlege you don't possess, then don't throw stones in my way out of envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times have changed, so think about what generation you are in before&lt;br /&gt;you hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love of Passion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passion of Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I like you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I need you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I adore you"&lt;br /&gt;And, i want to say "You are my everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I care about you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I understand you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I will never leave you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I am here for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I can't&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnMTJzR6JgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/54-BfZ1rEH8/s1600-h/camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 106px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364652640233465346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnMTJzR6JgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/54-BfZ1rEH8/s400/camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I just wanna be like a camera. No feelings, no opinions: just what happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3801218869892313401?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3801218869892313401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3801218869892313401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3801218869892313401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3801218869892313401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/07/champions-arent-made-in-gyms.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SnMUTfECDNI/AAAAAAAAARM/h9DRv57BOpc/s72-c/Kobelineup550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-4158530964904379058</id><published>2009-07-24T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T04:28:10.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There is no road to happiness, happiness is the road ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmngmsH5yII/AAAAAAAAAQU/DNY1O7FBP4Y/s1600-h/juehai+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362063786645244034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmngmsH5yII/AAAAAAAAAQU/DNY1O7FBP4Y/s320/juehai+friend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A picture paints a thousand words. ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sm2NdU0O4pI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ujkXuNG4I18/s1600-h/waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363098266211639954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sm2NdU0O4pI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ujkXuNG4I18/s320/waiting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you know I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you had to go.&lt;br /&gt;You've had enough of our distance baby&lt;br /&gt;Before I had the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying with you,&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep telling me these words.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how much it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll promise you eternity&lt;br /&gt;If you promise me your stay.&lt;br /&gt;But now it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer the man that I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go on without her,&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool who's too sure.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a bird who's lost her wing,&lt;br /&gt;A fire without its flame.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;When my love has to move on.&lt;br /&gt;I am a song without a soul.&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's gone,&lt;br /&gt;What's left of us is this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sm2NvH_NUXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/vK2-2JAaQ2k/s1600-h/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363098572005658994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sm2NvH_NUXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/vK2-2JAaQ2k/s320/lonely.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May the love hidden deep inside my heart find the love waiting in my dreams. May the laughter that I find in my tomorrow wipe away the pain I find in my yesterdays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4158530964904379058?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4158530964904379058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4158530964904379058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4158530964904379058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4158530964904379058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/07/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmngmsH5yII/AAAAAAAAAQU/DNY1O7FBP4Y/s72-c/juehai+friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-2826554351067725237</id><published>2009-07-22T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:31:17.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmfnZTr40_I/AAAAAAAAAQM/kdJ7qxOAfXA/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361508303374963698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmfnZTr40_I/AAAAAAAAAQM/kdJ7qxOAfXA/s320/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do every fairytales have a happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changhan thought that I will be happy always.&lt;br /&gt;But for a couple of days, I started to feel emo..&lt;br /&gt;Sudden.Saddness.Strike.ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Smc5buK36sI/AAAAAAAAAP0/JtjHGRi0hyo/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361317029820754626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Smc5buK36sI/AAAAAAAAAP0/JtjHGRi0hyo/s320/sad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to talk to..&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to be there for me..&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like crying..&lt;br /&gt;But it serves no purpose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sms or call someone, I always feel that I'm disturbing them.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I bothering you with my saddness?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I disturbing you with my emptiness?&lt;br /&gt;If you find me irritating, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry.. really SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Smc5loQ6ViI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ft2x4Wc7dSk/s1600-h/sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361317200034158114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Smc5loQ6ViI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ft2x4Wc7dSk/s320/sadness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;I see no reason,&lt;br /&gt;I see no rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;Why have I been left behind&lt;br /&gt;alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been put down and pushed around,&lt;br /&gt;often finding myself on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;I've had to push myself deep inside&lt;br /&gt;and build a wall behind which I can hide,&lt;br /&gt;hoping only to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart still beats and my lungs still breath,&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;I've sealed my feelings deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wont scream and I won't cry tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears started to fall down my face, they keep flowing one by one, the pain begins&lt;br /&gt;to show, please tell me what i've done. the sad and angry part of me,&lt;br /&gt;I wants to just let go, I want to be completely free, of all this pain&lt;br /&gt;and agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop the tears from coming, as much as i want to.&lt;br /&gt;If only someone would listen, i'm crying out to you. Please take my hand&lt;br /&gt;and tell me, everything will be alright, say you'll never leave again,&lt;br /&gt;The days have passed, but the sadness still prevails, i guess in&lt;br /&gt;time eventually, this broken heart will heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Smc54Oocx5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/oOHFMvhENhg/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361317519571077010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Smc54Oocx5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/oOHFMvhENhg/s320/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Spend 5 minutes at the beginning of each day remembering&lt;br /&gt;we all want the same things (to be happy and be loved)&lt;br /&gt;and we are all connected to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend 5 minutes breathing in, cherishing yourself; and, breathing out&lt;br /&gt;cherishing others. If you think about people you have difficulty cherishing,&lt;br /&gt;extend your cherishing to them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. During the day extend that attitude to everyone you meet.&lt;br /&gt;Practice cherishing the "simplest" person (clerks, attendants, etc)&lt;br /&gt;or people you dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Continue this practice no matter what happens or what anyone does to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These thoughts are very simple, inspiring and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;The practice of cherishing can be taken very deeply if done wordlessly,&lt;br /&gt;allowing yourself to feel the love and appreciation that&lt;br /&gt;already exists in your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2826554351067725237?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2826554351067725237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2826554351067725237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2826554351067725237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2826554351067725237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-every-fairytales-have-happy-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmfnZTr40_I/AAAAAAAAAQM/kdJ7qxOAfXA/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-7214405146296377165</id><published>2009-07-17T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:56:52.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sfg3Y2rboUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jflvzaxCbPA/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330071059127050562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sfg3Y2rboUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jflvzaxCbPA/s200/DSC00025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat ♥ her as priority even when she treats me as a option. - Said by &lt;em&gt;Lim-Changhan&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break away from all that is real.&lt;br /&gt;Forget how i think, forget how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Live life today, forget things gone by.&lt;br /&gt;Live my own truth and not the world's lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create a life of living, be spontaneous and brave.&lt;br /&gt;Go off the beaten path and find my own road to pave.&lt;br /&gt;For if i live life for me and me alone,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be my own master and create my own throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world around may tell me what to do or say,&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow is too worrisome; concentrate on today.&lt;br /&gt;Things may have gone wrong in the days of the past,&lt;br /&gt;but the one who looks at yesterday always finishes last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from my mistakes and move on twice as wise.&lt;br /&gt;Help those less fortunate and smile at those I despise.&lt;br /&gt;And once my life is over, once my journey is done,&lt;br /&gt;I will know i ran the race and i will know i have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday is hopeless and tomorrow is far away,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, it will matter what I do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mind is everything. Muscle - pieces of rubber. All that I am, I am because of my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote your name on sand, it got washed.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote your name in air, it was blown away. then&lt;br /&gt;I wrote your name on my heart &amp; i got Heart Attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God saw me hungry, he created pizza .&lt;br /&gt;He saw me thirsty, he created Pepsi .&lt;br /&gt;He saw me in dark, he created light .&lt;br /&gt;He saw me without problems, he created YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle Twinkle little star&lt;br /&gt;You should know what you are&lt;br /&gt;And once you know what you are&lt;br /&gt;Mental hospital is not so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain makes all things beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;The grass and flowers too.&lt;br /&gt;If rain makes all things beautiful&lt;br /&gt;why doesn’t it rain on you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red, Violets are blue&lt;br /&gt;monkeys like u should be kept in zoo.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel so angry you will find me there too&lt;br /&gt;not in cage but laughing at you ! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmEPWEU8yeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/A8bjy8lqYEY/s1600-h/bbq1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SmEPWEU8yeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/A8bjy8lqYEY/s320/bbq1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359581903340751330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Insignificant but &lt;strong&gt;priceless&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-7214405146296377165?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7214405146296377165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=7214405146296377165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7214405146296377165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7214405146296377165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/07/treat-her-as-priority-even-when-she.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sfg3Y2rboUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jflvzaxCbPA/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-8227249708102549584</id><published>2009-07-15T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:21:49.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;BASKETBALL; Gamesmanship Or Dirty Play? &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0pR4TBiFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwqLYU6sd7c/s1600-h/hard+foul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277419725494782034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0pR4TBiFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwqLYU6sd7c/s200/hard+foul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg ! He whines too much - flopping around like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;I got a good laugh today ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of basketball is mental. Some people find the way I play very frustrating. They can't handle it. I throw them off their game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing to win, and I will use all my tools regardless of both physically and mentally to win the game. Other players don't like that and I can't help that. I have to do what I do best. It's called gamesmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sl6pw7RKNRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/R7pzU--H72w/s1600-h/kobe+bryant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 140px; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358907264625947922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sl6pw7RKNRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/R7pzU--H72w/s320/kobe+bryant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, if people continue to take swings at me, I'm going to suffer permanent damage. Believe me, I don't like to fight, to be involved in so many incidents. It causes me tremendous hassles, both physically and mentally. I play basketball and I want to have a good reputation. I don't want to cause problems. I don't care that people boo me, as long as there are people who care about the way I play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I truly believe that basketball is partly a physical game. A lot of players don't know how to do that, other than by hitting, swinging, and elbowing. I don't want to fight, but I have to protect my well-being. If that's not a angry-rage situation, I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times, very physical stuff that happens on the court goes unnoticed or un-intentionally. Pushing and shoving is part of the game. But cheap shots takes the fun out of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first and the lesson afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0nbbSNX0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/jM3imPZgvdY/s1600-h/michael+jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277417690482171714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0nbbSNX0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/jM3imPZgvdY/s200/michael+jordan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the blue, I cheat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8227249708102549584?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8227249708102549584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8227249708102549584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8227249708102549584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8227249708102549584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/07/basketball-gamesmanship-or-dirty-play.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0pR4TBiFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwqLYU6sd7c/s72-c/hard+foul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5269639166431194042</id><published>2009-07-07T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:19:35.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There is no need to boast of my accomplishments and what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;A great man is known, he needs no introduction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SlP-f93V1jI/AAAAAAAAAPM/s7l6ltXx55Q/s1600-h/walkway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 155px; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355904207009732146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SlP-f93V1jI/AAAAAAAAAPM/s7l6ltXx55Q/s400/walkway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL RE-OPEN.&lt;br /&gt;Like oh-so-finally, school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe, - BUSY !&lt;br /&gt;So busy with projects and homeworks that I don't even have time to dribble a basketball.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR ! now you can imagine how busy am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm totally in love with JUEHAI.&lt;br /&gt;I love going there because it's peaceful, and how I wish I can stay there.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;Remember the 3 days 2 night camp last month?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! one word to describe - PEACEFUL !&lt;br /&gt;I love tat kind of feelings, love the people there, ♥ my friends there.&lt;br /&gt;They are kind and have compassion. They have the wisdoms to help people who need their help. and they are lovely ! YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Basketball, 2 words to descibe - RISING ROOKIE !&lt;br /&gt;I win some, I lose some, I wreck some.&lt;br /&gt;Good, Better, Best. Never let it rest until my good become my best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I forget about hillgrove concert band.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will not be going for the practice today because I'm meeting my friends for project.&lt;br /&gt;But I will still attend the practice if I have the time. Deal !&lt;br /&gt;BAND is FUN !&lt;br /&gt;FRENCH HORN rocks like CHEESEFRIES ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SlQCELljE8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jQ7bXsHsvqM/s1600-h/french+horn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SlQCELljE8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jQ7bXsHsvqM/s320/french+horn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355908127703372738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FRENCH HORNsssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys, soon. !&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/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SlQBWBs54aI/AAAAAAAAAPU/CQfYm-88qJs/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355907334775890338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SlQBWBs54aI/AAAAAAAAAPU/CQfYm-88qJs/s320/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is better to travel well than to arrive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5269639166431194042?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5269639166431194042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5269639166431194042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5269639166431194042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5269639166431194042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-no-need-to-boast-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SlP-f93V1jI/AAAAAAAAAPM/s7l6ltXx55Q/s72-c/walkway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5821683689514013955</id><published>2009-06-30T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:11:25.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoOfX63MZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k3_1awzp8LU/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353107039242891666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoOfX63MZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k3_1awzp8LU/s320/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who are free of resentful thoughts surely find peace. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoNnHXAi-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/IOBaGpNIW24/s1600-h/CIMG0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353106072724868066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoNnHXAi-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/IOBaGpNIW24/s320/CIMG0521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoF1AeByVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IrI_-S452dg/s1600-h/CIMG0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353097515300407634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoF1AeByVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IrI_-S452dg/s320/CIMG0512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to post.&lt;br /&gt;So I just copied this song lyric.&lt;br /&gt;Quite meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来不是白就是黑&lt;br /&gt;只不过是天真的以为&lt;br /&gt;要醉得清醒要无辜的犯罪&lt;br /&gt;现实的世界只有灰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;坚强得太久好疲惫&lt;br /&gt;想抱爱的人沉沉的睡&lt;br /&gt;卷来的风暴凶猛里有种美&lt;br /&gt;死了心痛就没感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;灰色空间我是谁&lt;br /&gt;记不得幸福是什么滋味&lt;br /&gt;无路可退你是谁&lt;br /&gt;怎么为我流泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦见发着光的草原&lt;br /&gt;一身伤回到很久以前&lt;br /&gt;我选择不恨带着平静走远&lt;br /&gt;醒来后夜还是长夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoDqeMDOgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mufZmzPN9tI/s1600-h/CIMG0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353095135276251650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoDqeMDOgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mufZmzPN9tI/s320/CIMG0510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoBcwkNbZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/O6ND3I88wsc/s1600-h/CIMG0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353092700667997586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoBcwkNbZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/O6ND3I88wsc/s320/CIMG0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoOfX63MZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k3_1awzp8LU/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353107039242891666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoOfX63MZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k3_1awzp8LU/s320/buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5821683689514013955?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5821683689514013955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5821683689514013955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5821683689514013955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5821683689514013955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-what-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkoOfX63MZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k3_1awzp8LU/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-2612275062141568479</id><published>2009-06-21T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:16:52.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkI0ikuTlbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rmG8_UzQDww/s1600-h/CIMG0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkI0ikuTlbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rmG8_UzQDww/s320/CIMG0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350897075847665074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go for my band camp, maybe i should blog.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;okay !&lt;br /&gt;Time for a little bit of chinese post.. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十八岁的我, 为什么就能永远那样简单的搞笑 ?&lt;br /&gt;我努力的忘了你, 就能感受深爱的沉默.&lt;br /&gt;为什么人年少时, 在寂寞的夜晚一定要让深爱的人受伤?&lt;br /&gt;在那个永恒的夜晚,我回忆的你能不能永远早已远去?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十八岁的我, 为什么就能那样简单的忘了我到底哭什么?&lt;br /&gt;想一想如果时间回到那夜晚,我那句话还讲吗..?&lt;br /&gt;我最爱的怎能舍得放手?&lt;br /&gt;旦是无论走到什么地方也藏不住心中的遗憾.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十八岁的我, 还是孤单一个人.&lt;br /&gt;怎么再重来学会如何去爱?&lt;br /&gt;终于让我在眼泪中明白,有些人一旦错过就不再回来.&lt;br /&gt;在这相似的夜晚, 是否懂的爱情不一定那么简单.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十八岁的我, 如何带著勇气再开始重爱过?&lt;br /&gt;就好像想家的孩子回到了床, 闭上眼睛,眼泪一直流.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十八岁的我, 有多少四季能浪费了?&lt;br /&gt;在人海里这一步走向另一段长旅,凭这勇气拥抱前离别后的一阵回忆, 也在静静追悔感伤.&lt;br /&gt;在这几天来, 我总想起当天的星光, 呼吸眷恋的心安.&lt;br /&gt;终于梦醒了,我想挽留也没有用.&lt;br /&gt;想一想如果时间回到那夜晚, 我想那句话也许藏在心中,不敢讲.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十八岁的我, 终于懂了爱情不一定那么简单.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is like a festival, enjoy it before it's over (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkI1B6ZexDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4vcMrfjnpY0/s1600-h/CIMG0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkI1B6ZexDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4vcMrfjnpY0/s320/CIMG0145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350897614241842226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I be back?&lt;br /&gt;It's for me to know and for you to find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2612275062141568479?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2612275062141568479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2612275062141568479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2612275062141568479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2612275062141568479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/06/before-i-go-for-my-band-camp-maybe-i.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SkI0ikuTlbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rmG8_UzQDww/s72-c/CIMG0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-6751121227217272999</id><published>2009-06-15T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:49:22.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone makes mistakes. We all have weaknesses and faults. No one is&lt;br /&gt;perfect always. So, should we ignore our mistakes? Should we expect others to&lt;br /&gt;ignore our mistakes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. If we do something wrong, or if we didn’t do something we should have done, we should admit our fault and apologize. &lt;br /&gt;Our apology should be very sincere, not just an automatic “Sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should apologize even if we are not sure we really did something wrong, so that others don’t get upset with us. That doesn’t mean that we should apologize for something we did not do. We can say, “If I did something wrong, I am very sorry.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we did something wrong but honestly did not intend to do something wrong, should we apologize? Yes. For example, we can say, “I didn’t intend to hurt you, but I am very sorry that I hurt you.” &lt;br /&gt;We can hurt someone very much even if we did not intend to hurt them. In some&lt;br /&gt;situations it may be difficult to admit fault and say “I’m sorry,” but that is the way to be friendly and peaceful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others can easily forgive us. They may think that we&lt;br /&gt;are arrogant and uncaring if we don’t. It is also better to apologize than to give&lt;br /&gt;excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone else does something wrong and they get in trouble, do you like to&lt;br /&gt;tell your friends about it? Why do we enjoy it when others do wrong things or make mistakes? Maybe because we feel better about ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Buddha teaches us not to look for others’ mistakes and wrongdoing. He teaches us to look for our own mistakes and wrongdoing.&lt;br /&gt;When you point your your finger at someone, what happens to the other fingers?&lt;br /&gt;Try it. Three fingers are pointing back at you. That means when you point out&lt;br /&gt;someone else’s wrong, then you should look three times more at your own&lt;br /&gt;wrongdoing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about that? Do you like to pay attention to your&lt;br /&gt;mistakes and misbehavior? Most people don’t like to do that! We don’t like to&lt;br /&gt;feel guilty or think about what we do wrong. And we don’t like to admit to others&lt;br /&gt;what we do wrong. We don’t like to make mistakes, and we don’t want to feel we&lt;br /&gt;are bad, clumsy or ignorant. Those are natural feelings; we want to feel about&lt;br /&gt;ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can we really feel good about ourselves if we just ignore our mistakes and&lt;br /&gt;wrongdoing? That is like pretending we are good when we are not, or like&lt;br /&gt;wearing clean clothes and pretending we are clean when we didn’t take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;That is being dishonest with ourselves. The only way we can get clean is to admit&lt;br /&gt;to ourselves that we didn’t take a bath, and then take a bath, right? Pretending&lt;br /&gt;we took a bath won’t get us clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, when we make a mistake or do something wrong, we should admit we&lt;br /&gt;did it, apologize and fix the problem: do what we should have done, or find a way&lt;br /&gt;to help undo the wrong. If we upset someone, we should do something special that shows we care about her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are honest with ourselves, noticing our mistakes and wrongdoing, then&lt;br /&gt;we can stop doing wrong and stop making those mistakes. If we ignore our&lt;br /&gt;mistakes and wrongdoing, what happens? We will continue making them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing our mistakes turns into a good habit of correcting ourselves. The more&lt;br /&gt;mistakes we notice, the more we can correct ourselves, and the better we become.&lt;br /&gt;Then we don’t have to worry about getting in trouble. That is the best way to&lt;br /&gt;really feel good about ourselves !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sjcj_yUPHoI/AAAAAAAAANs/aM_JtxPgAuU/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sjcj_yUPHoI/AAAAAAAAANs/aM_JtxPgAuU/s320/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347782661271133826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not find fault with others, do not watch what others do or did not do. But let&lt;br /&gt;us see our own acts, what we do and what we fail to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6751121227217272999?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6751121227217272999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6751121227217272999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6751121227217272999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6751121227217272999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/06/everyone-makes-mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sjcj_yUPHoI/AAAAAAAAANs/aM_JtxPgAuU/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-6215091382768335552</id><published>2009-06-05T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:20:16.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Once an angry man insulted the Buddha. The Buddha simply asked the man if people ever visited him in his home. Surprised at the change of topic, the man answered yes. The Buddha then asked if his visitors ever brought gifts. When the man replied yes again, the Buddha asked what would happen if he refused to accept the gifts? Who would the gifts belong to then? The man said that, of course, they would still belong to those who brought them. The Buddha then calmly and kindly said, “In the same way, since I do not accept your insults, they remain with you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question to think about: Has someone ever said angry words to&lt;br /&gt;you and you said angry words in return?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that arguments can get out of control, with shouting, insults and&lt;br /&gt;even hitting. What exactly is an insult? Words that attack our character,&lt;br /&gt;intelligence, ability, the way we do something , or the way we look . It means&lt;br /&gt;saying something mean about you to your face. Can you think of some examples?&lt;br /&gt;“You can’t even do that!” “you’re fat,” “you look like a . . . ,” “you sound like a . . .&lt;br /&gt;, ” “you watch baby shows on TV,” “you act like a big baby,” “you don’t even know&lt;br /&gt;that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insults cause feelings of not only anger, but also resentment, hatred, revenge, and&lt;br /&gt;ill will - wishing something bad would happen to a person. These are some of the&lt;br /&gt;most dangerous emotions - they can result in lifelong painful feelings, lifelong&lt;br /&gt;enemies, and possibly even killing. As the Buddha says, if we use angry speech or&lt;br /&gt;insults, the other person may insult us in return, which could provoke us to take&lt;br /&gt;revenge. We may say or do something we will later regret very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is very important to learn to stop arguments before they get to the point of&lt;br /&gt;angry speech and insults. It is also extremely important to learn how to react&lt;br /&gt;when someone insults us, so that we do not retaliate (take revenge) by using&lt;br /&gt;angry speech or insults. So, we learn to be peacemakers and not get angry when&lt;br /&gt;someone insults us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we learn to be peacemakers and stop an argument? We can remember&lt;br /&gt;that it takes two people to argue, so we can stop it. Our calmness is the best&lt;br /&gt;weapon – when we are calm, the other person notices how outrageous he is&lt;br /&gt;acting, and probably will stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can ignore the person, or say “I don’t want to&lt;br /&gt;argue with you,” “that’s your opinion.” Or, we can find a solution, like “let’s share&lt;br /&gt;- you can have it first,” or “let’s clean it up together - I’ll start.” If we did&lt;br /&gt;something that the other person is complaining about, we can say “I’m sorry if I&lt;br /&gt;did something to upset you. How can I help you feel better?” If the person&lt;br /&gt;continues to shout at us, we can appear to agree with him, saying “yes,” “uh huh”&lt;br /&gt;or “OK” to everything he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we learn not to get angry when someone insults us? We can remember&lt;br /&gt;that an insult is only what that person thinks because of his own ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;jealousy, anger or ill will. We should not allow that person’s insult to bring us&lt;br /&gt;down to his level of anger and ill will. We can remember that we are good and&lt;br /&gt;they can’t bring us down. We improve ourselves, we become stronger in our good&lt;br /&gt;character, if we can ignore insults, resist the urge to fight back, and avoid bad&lt;br /&gt;feelings. So the person insulting us is actually helping us to become better!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sikb6dotNYI/AAAAAAAAANU/8ncasAz-uh8/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sikb6dotNYI/AAAAAAAAANU/8ncasAz-uh8/s200/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833124053529986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not speak harshly to anyone, because if I do, they may speak harshly back to&lt;br /&gt;me. Angry speech hurts, and retaliation may overtake me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiqI1YnmbsI/AAAAAAAAANk/Ysptcbm0F-k/s1600-h/aE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiqI1YnmbsI/AAAAAAAAANk/Ysptcbm0F-k/s320/aE.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344234358551506626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written with a pen.&lt;br /&gt;Sealed with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;If you are my friend, &lt;br /&gt;please answer this:&lt;br /&gt;Are we Friends&lt;br /&gt;or are we not?&lt;br /&gt;You told me once &lt;br /&gt;But i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me now&lt;br /&gt;And tell me true.&lt;br /&gt;So i can say,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm here for you."&lt;br /&gt;Of all the friends&lt;br /&gt;I've ever met,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one&lt;br /&gt;i won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;And if i die&lt;br /&gt;before you do,&lt;br /&gt;I will go to heaven &lt;br /&gt;And wait for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give the angels&lt;br /&gt;Back their wings&lt;br /&gt;And risk the loss&lt;br /&gt;Of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove my&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is true..&lt;br /&gt;To have a friend like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6215091382768335552?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6215091382768335552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6215091382768335552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6215091382768335552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6215091382768335552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/06/once-angry-man-insulted-buddha.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sikb6dotNYI/AAAAAAAAANU/8ncasAz-uh8/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-2075859167261161350</id><published>2009-06-01T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T07:17:15.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Question to think about: If we own many nice things, will that make us happy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we own (possess) valuable things, we may feel happy when we get them,&lt;br /&gt;but how long does it last? Are you happy forever when you get something you&lt;br /&gt;like? No. We always will get upset, worried or angry about something sooner or&lt;br /&gt;later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we have learned, life is dukkha. We worry about whether our things&lt;br /&gt;may break or get lost, damaged or stolen. Or, or we get bored with them. We&lt;br /&gt;may think that some of our friends are not genuine, and that other&lt;br /&gt;people don’t like us because they are envious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are adults, we must work so hard to get nice things that we don’t have enough time to really relax and enjoy them. &lt;br /&gt;Even the wealthiest people have dukkha. If we only want to get expensive things in life, but we work so hard to get them and we are still not very happy, then are we really getting what we want from life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha mentioned “we who do not possess anything live so&lt;br /&gt;happily.” Does that mean that only monks and homeless people live happily?&lt;br /&gt;No. It is the attitude of not being possessive that makes a person happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessiveness means having thoughts like “That’s mine!” “My things are better&lt;br /&gt;than yours,” “Don’t mess up my things,” and “Don’t touch my stuff.” It means&lt;br /&gt;worrying about our things getting lost, broken, damaged or taken away from us,&lt;br /&gt;and anger or sadness when that happens. Possessiveness means having too much&lt;br /&gt;attachment to our things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose someone gave you a real baby elephant to keep as your own pet. You&lt;br /&gt;may be thrilled, but worried about where you can keep him, what you will feed&lt;br /&gt;him, what if he gets sick, what if someone steals him, what if he gets out of his&lt;br /&gt;pen. So many worries! But suppose that, instead, a wild baby elephant would&lt;br /&gt;walk up your street every day, so you could see him often near your home.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t that be fun? You could enjoy him without the worry – without the&lt;br /&gt;possessive feelings and worries of owning him. So, we can enjoy what we see&lt;br /&gt;without thinking “That’s mine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we have an attitude of not being possessive? How can we learn to have&lt;br /&gt;less attachment to our things? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, pay attention to our possessive thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;our worry that our things not get damaged, broken, lost or stolen. Pay attention&lt;br /&gt;to our possessive words: “Mine,” “be careful with my things,” “don’t use my&lt;br /&gt;things,” and “don’t touch”; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice our possessive actions: hiding our things from&lt;br /&gt;others and not sharing. Second, we determine whether it is reasonable to share&lt;br /&gt;or not, thinking “is there a good reason not to share it?” or “would my parents&lt;br /&gt;allow me to share it?” If it is reasonable to share, then we practice detaching&lt;br /&gt;from it, thinking, “Nothing in the world is mine forever; everything will be&lt;br /&gt;broken, damaged or gone at some point. If I think and behave according to&lt;br /&gt;Dharma, then good things, protection and happiness will come to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter what happens to this thing. It will not keep me happy and will not end my dukkha.” If we know from the time we are young that our things will not keep us happy, then we don’t get so upset in the future if our things are lost, broken,&lt;br /&gt;damaged or stolen. Then we can experience the type of peace and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiPgv9jFbcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pvUet2rZ8U0/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiPgv9jFbcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pvUet2rZ8U0/s320/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342360697571732930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the BBQ-party organised by Chloe's parents.&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed it and Thank you very much ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiPhLLkqCPI/AAAAAAAAANE/q72EiHTzw-w/s1600-h/bbq1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiPhLLkqCPI/AAAAAAAAANE/q72EiHTzw-w/s200/bbq1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342361165192890610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiPhVmd9pWI/AAAAAAAAANM/HjlAIsj_4Qs/s1600-h/bbq2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiPhVmd9pWI/AAAAAAAAANM/HjlAIsj_4Qs/s200/bbq2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342361344211264866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2075859167261161350?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2075859167261161350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2075859167261161350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2075859167261161350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2075859167261161350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/06/question-to-think-about-if-we-own-many.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SiPgv9jFbcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pvUet2rZ8U0/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-1290314228275731873</id><published>2009-05-29T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:41:34.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does gratitude mean? &lt;br /&gt;Being thankful; for example, being thankful to those&lt;br /&gt;who helped us, being thankful for the things that we have, being thankful that we&lt;br /&gt;are healthy, that we have a nice family, that we have enough food, that we have&lt;br /&gt;good teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens if someone has no gratitude, if he is ungrateful?&lt;br /&gt;He does not appreciate the efforts that people make for him, he just expects them&lt;br /&gt;to do things for him and give to him. He does not think of how they feel. So he&lt;br /&gt;expects to get what he wants, and when he gets it, he only thinks of his own&lt;br /&gt;pleasure. When he doesn’t get what he wants, he is unhappy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loses friends by not appreciating what they do for him. &lt;br /&gt;An ungrateful person is not thankful for the fortunate things that he has, such as his wealth, his job, his family, his food,&lt;br /&gt;his home. He just thinks that he should have them and also have more and better&lt;br /&gt;things. So an ungrateful person is selfish, arrogant and often unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, a grateful person notices all the good things he has, and&lt;br /&gt;remembers the good things that people have done for him and given to him.&lt;br /&gt;These are happy thoughts! When you have thankful thoughts toward others, you&lt;br /&gt;are feeling metta (loving-kindness) to them and wishing that they are happy. So,&lt;br /&gt;gratitude makes you have happy, kind and wholesome thoughts. Other people&lt;br /&gt;like your gratitude toward them, so then you have good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering often to be thankful becomes a good habit which keeps you happy.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is easy to forget the good things that we have, when we are thinking&lt;br /&gt;about what we don’t have. For example, there is a story of a person who was&lt;br /&gt;miserable that he had no shoes until he saw someone who had no feet. He did&lt;br /&gt;not have gratitude that he had a healthy body that can walk, but only thought&lt;br /&gt;about what he didn’t have – shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha showed us by his example of looking at the Bodhi Tree to be thankful even for the shade of a tree! And he showed his gratitude to Mucalinda for protecting him from the storm, by giving him something extremely valuable - a Dharma teaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can think of so many things in our lives that we are lucky to have or lucky to experience. So,when we find ourselves thinking unhappy thoughts about what we don’t have, we can remember to be thankful for what we do have, even the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sh_l1iIdaWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/gaOJq1ncFRY/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sh_l1iIdaWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/gaOJq1ncFRY/s320/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341240390942812514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not overrate what I have received, nor envy others. I who envies others does not obtain peace of mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-1290314228275731873?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1290314228275731873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=1290314228275731873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1290314228275731873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1290314228275731873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-us-rise-up-and-be-thankful-for-if.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sh_l1iIdaWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/gaOJq1ncFRY/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5113710255627331331</id><published>2009-05-25T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:31:50.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In the midst of our full lives, may we pause…&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the peace that always rests within…&lt;br /&gt;However busy, however hard our days…&lt;br /&gt;that peace always rests within.&lt;br /&gt;So may we pause… and find that peace… that deep peace…&lt;br /&gt;that renewing peace….&lt;br /&gt;Pause, and know the peace of our hearts…&lt;br /&gt;The peace of this place and this gathering…&lt;br /&gt;The peace of the falling snow…&lt;br /&gt;Peace…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gandhi said that love is the force that can liberate, he meant we have to love our&lt;br /&gt;enemy. Even if our enemy is cruel, even if he is crushing us, sowing terror and injustice, we&lt;br /&gt;have to love him. This is the message of Jesus. But how can we love our enemy? There is&lt;br /&gt;only one way – to understand him. We have to understand why he is that way, how he has&lt;br /&gt;come to be like that, why he does not see things the way we do. Understanding a person&lt;br /&gt;brings us the power to love and accept him. And the moment we love and accept him, he&lt;br /&gt;ceases to be our enemy. To “love our enemy” is impossible, because the moment we love&lt;br /&gt;him, he is no longer our enemy.&lt;br /&gt;To love him, we must practice deep looking in order to understand him. If we do, we&lt;br /&gt;accept him, we love him, and we also accept and love ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faults of others are easier to see than one’s own; the faults of others are easily seen,&lt;br /&gt;for they are sifted like chaff, but one’s own faults are hard to see. This is like the cheat&lt;br /&gt;who hides his dice and shows the dice of his opponent, calling attention to the other’s&lt;br /&gt;shortcomings, continually thinking of accusing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatreds do not ever cease in this world by hating, but by love; this is an eternal truth…&lt;br /&gt;Overcome anger by love, overcome evil by good. Overcome the miser by giving,&lt;br /&gt;overcome the liar by truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we cultivate peace in our hearts, that we might find more peace in our lives;&lt;br /&gt;may we cultivate peace in our lives, that we might find more peace among our family and&lt;br /&gt;friends;&lt;br /&gt;may we cultivate peace among our family and friends, that we might find more peace in&lt;br /&gt;our communities;&lt;br /&gt;may we cultivate peace in our communities and our nation, that we might find more&lt;br /&gt;peace in the world.&lt;br /&gt;And so – may we be among those who don’t give up, who instead give life each day,&lt;br /&gt;whether in ways small or large, to the ancient quest for peace.&lt;br /&gt;Eternal peace? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;More peace? Why not?&lt;br /&gt;So may it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ShrV2ikbGlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sjFLmN6q7wY/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ShrV2ikbGlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sjFLmN6q7wY/s320/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339815441170373202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; I will be the one who gets burned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5113710255627331331?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5113710255627331331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5113710255627331331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5113710255627331331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5113710255627331331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-midst-of-our-full-lives-may-we-pause.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ShrV2ikbGlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sjFLmN6q7wY/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-4099909661327907844</id><published>2009-05-24T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:27:10.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changhan is back to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting back on track.&lt;br /&gt;No longer waiting..&lt;br /&gt;Keeping myself calm and peaceful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I do get angry, I will try to remain in low-profile..&lt;br /&gt;Not going to make any fuss out of it..&lt;br /&gt;This lesson has taught me alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am sure that I cannot forget you..&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for showing me what's realistic in this world..&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm really sincerely thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you showing me that everything can be so brittle, I will still be the kid roaming around the world which is full with cloud and fog.&lt;br /&gt;What exactly happened served like a strong wind which blow away the cloud and fog, showing me the real world.&lt;br /&gt;It's hurtful to know the truth, I felt terrible and horrible that my ego, my pride had shattered in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the kindness that you have shown me despite what I have said to you when I'm feeling desperated, terrible and disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have collected every pieces of myself and I am ready to start my whole new journey.&lt;br /&gt;A new journey with an awake mind and peaceful heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will pray for you, for everyone in this world with my heart and soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Shl1T61J-2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ZkzIbLr-8VY/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Shl1T61J-2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ZkzIbLr-8VY/s320/buddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339427818294606690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tongue like a sharp knife... Kills without drawing blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4099909661327907844?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4099909661327907844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4099909661327907844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4099909661327907844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4099909661327907844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/changhan-is-back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Shl1T61J-2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ZkzIbLr-8VY/s72-c/buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-4738001511304631538</id><published>2009-05-23T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:46:33.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The greatest achievement is selflessness. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest worth is self-mastery. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest quality is seeking to serve others. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest precept is continual awareness. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest medicine is the emptiness of everything. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest action is not conforming with the worlds ways. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest magic is transmuting the passions. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest generosity is non-attachment. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest goodness is a peaceful mind. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest patience is humility. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest effort is not concerned with results. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest meditation is a mind that lets go. &lt;br /&gt;The greatest wisdom is seeing through appearances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not speak- unless it improves on silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4738001511304631538?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4738001511304631538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4738001511304631538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4738001511304631538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4738001511304631538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/greatest-achievement-is-selflessness.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-222046748483630148</id><published>2009-05-12T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T03:58:57.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.. Everything went wrong and gone..&lt;br /&gt;So many bad things had happened..&lt;br /&gt;She refused to forgive me and I was kicked out from the basketball training.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not worth her forgiveness and for the kicking out of basketball training,&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm too lousy and not worth the coach's time.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya ! What is done cannot be undone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think it's time for good things to happen..&lt;br /&gt;Like the economic, when it is down real hard, there is always a bounce back..&lt;br /&gt;The harder it is being dropped, the higher it will bounce back..&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a new beginning with lots of GOOD things happening..&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck and all the best in whatever I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those who comforted me since that day happened..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! Now i realised I had so many friends who cared about me that I have never realised before..&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will never take anything or anyone for granted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind of anger blows out the lamp of intelligence. - This is the lesson which I have learnt but have you realised your own mistakes? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song-&lt;h4&gt;最後的風度&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;沒有人介入 所有人覺得你該滿足&lt;br /&gt;我把心血全都付出 你為何想要哭&lt;br /&gt;為你作主 讓你受到我的保護&lt;br /&gt;可是你像受苦 到底是誰難以相處&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我給你幸福 你問我什麼才是幸福&lt;br /&gt;這個問題 反而讓我 把你看個清楚&lt;br /&gt;你怕束縛 我的愛沒能把你馴服&lt;br /&gt;你沒有退路 那倒不如爽快結束&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就讓你見識我的風度 你離開我要不要慶祝&lt;br /&gt;我不怕愛的殘酷 反正我很想跳舞&lt;br /&gt;我最喜歡挑戰孤獨 我也愛放下包袱&lt;br /&gt;沒有誰 我也不捨得哭 我 我不在乎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你覺得痛苦 我倒不願意為愛受苦&lt;br /&gt;只有這樣 我才做到 對你的背叛寬恕&lt;br /&gt;想你幸福 想不到分手你才幸福&lt;br /&gt;是誰的錯誤 我不認輸 我忍得住&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就讓你識我的風度 你離開我要不要慶祝&lt;br /&gt;我不怕愛的殘酷 反正我很想跳舞&lt;br /&gt;我最喜歡挑戰孤獨 我也愛放下包袱&lt;br /&gt;沒有誰 我也不捨得哭 我沒有空在乎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就讓你見識我的風度 我忍痛 溫柔的祝福&lt;br /&gt;你會一生都記住 我要你銘心刻骨&lt;br /&gt;我最喜歡挑戰孤獨 我也愛放下了包袱&lt;br /&gt;沒有誰 沒難度 我最怕哭&lt;br /&gt;愛要愛得投入 卻不在乎&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAR_yl7xV0I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAR_yl7xV0I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-4318863596290066796</id><published>2009-05-10T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:37:10.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changhan doesn't wish to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bulls-hit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4318863596290066796?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4318863596290066796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4318863596290066796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4318863596290066796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4318863596290066796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/changhan-doesnt-wish-to-say-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-4046061942776112256</id><published>2009-04-30T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:49:22.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I keep on fallin' in and out of love with you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I love you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you make me blue&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel good&lt;br /&gt;At times I feel used&lt;br /&gt;Loving you darling&lt;br /&gt;Makes me so confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on fallin' in and out of love with you&lt;br /&gt;I never loved someone the way that I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh, I never felt this way&lt;br /&gt;How do you give me so much pleasure&lt;br /&gt;And cause me so much pain, yea yea&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I think&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking more than would a fool&lt;br /&gt;And I start fallin' back in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin&lt;br /&gt;fall, fall, fall, fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4046061942776112256?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4046061942776112256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4046061942776112256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4046061942776112256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4046061942776112256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-keep-on-fallin-in-and-out-of-love.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-5122577650334780088</id><published>2009-04-29T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:21:23.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sfg3Y2rboUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jflvzaxCbPA/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330071059127050562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sfg3Y2rboUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jflvzaxCbPA/s200/DSC00025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat ♥ her as priority even when she treats me as a option. - Said by Lim-Changhan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to have a clear mind..&lt;br /&gt;A mind that is able to judge things or solve problems logically and not based on emotions..&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I failed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I allowed my emotions to take over my mind and body..&lt;br /&gt;How silly am I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I dared to say everyone..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or somewhere, people tend to allow emotions to take over their mind and body to do things that are hurtful or harmful to others.&lt;br /&gt;Whether the things are in the forms of language, actions or even mentally can cause hurt and harm to the ones you love most.&lt;br /&gt;And by the time you realised it, it will be too late to apologise..&lt;br /&gt;So I hereby hope everyone who read this will have a clear mind before doing or saying something esp when you felt that your emotions are overwhelming your mind or physical body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mind is everything. Muscle - pieces of rubber. All that I am, I am because of my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5122577650334780088?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5122577650334780088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5122577650334780088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5122577650334780088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5122577650334780088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/04/treat-someone-as-priority-even-when-she.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sfg3Y2rboUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jflvzaxCbPA/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-3767463147404914257</id><published>2009-04-19T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:41:09.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SevU4e5xjAI/AAAAAAAAAME/bNd3YRWU0tQ/s1600-h/hard+foul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326585051128892418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SevU4e5xjAI/AAAAAAAAAME/bNd3YRWU0tQ/s320/hard+foul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again....&lt;br /&gt;I was being slaughtered in the basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;Super sad.. But also super happy..&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I have gain another experiences (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SevUhdNnoSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T2UcLlC93oQ/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326584655538266402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SevUhdNnoSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T2UcLlC93oQ/s320/Sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more week to the starting of school.&lt;br /&gt;49 more days to the starting of school.&lt;br /&gt;1176 hours to the starting of school.&lt;br /&gt;70560 minutes to the starting of school.&lt;br /&gt;4233600 seconds to the starting of school.&lt;br /&gt;The clock is ticking away.&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, Tick, tock, Tick, tock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, You love me.&lt;br /&gt;We are happy family.&lt;br /&gt;With a great hug and kiss from me to you,&lt;br /&gt;won't you say you love me too ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;你笑着说,他是朋友,但你眼中太温柔.&lt;br /&gt;我的不安那么沉重,只有你不懂.&lt;br /&gt;他霸占了你的心中属于我的角落,&lt;br /&gt;所以你说我们不是你和我.&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多,你总这样说但你却没有真的心疼我.&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多我也这样说,这是唯一能安慰我的理由.&lt;br /&gt;我想我没有错怪了什么虽然你不说.&lt;br /&gt;或许错在我,太晚我才懂爱了你太多.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wise men say, only fools rush in. But I can't help falling in love with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3767463147404914257?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3767463147404914257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3767463147404914257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3767463147404914257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3767463147404914257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SevU4e5xjAI/AAAAAAAAAME/bNd3YRWU0tQ/s72-c/hard+foul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-9142599831053539810</id><published>2009-04-11T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:08:11.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;KING KONGS !&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;" O E O E OOOOOOOO! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SeFYm1nM2ZI/AAAAAAAAALs/aRR806lOJvE/s1600-h/Photo1014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323633658778409362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SeFYm1nM2ZI/AAAAAAAAALs/aRR806lOJvE/s320/Photo1014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Say King Kong you say "OUH!!"&lt;br /&gt;KING KONG?!&lt;br /&gt;OUH!!&lt;br /&gt;I SAY KING KONG YOU SAY "EEE!!"&lt;br /&gt;KING KONG?!&lt;br /&gt;EEE!!&lt;br /&gt;Altogether: I SAY KING KONG YOU SAY "OUH!!", I SAY KING KONG YOU SAY "EEE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Altogether: GO..... KING KONGS!! OUHEEEOUHEEEOUHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! OGL camp rocks to the core.. I'm lovin it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SeFYRmwZfbI/AAAAAAAAALk/_bk7XmoIrwU/s1600-h/angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323633294013201842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SeFYRmwZfbI/AAAAAAAAALk/_bk7XmoIrwU/s320/angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO HUNDERDS AND..... ONE POST !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to update..&lt;br /&gt;If not, this blog will be like the owner, no sense of living..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are right.&lt;br /&gt;This is the 201st post.&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhh.. Unbelievable right?&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.. real fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;What am i supposed to blog about?&lt;br /&gt;Basically, nothing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always getting not enough sleep lehs..&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is a sign of getting old..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I promise myself not to take anything for granted..&lt;br /&gt;So, let this promise become part of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;你常常說我很完美. 沒人能取代我給的一切.&lt;br /&gt;我就以為我努力更完美, 我們就會永遠.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;完美並不美,我們多虛偽. 你讓我的好變成一種罪.&lt;br /&gt;完美並不美,當你愛了誰. 我的完美也只是-不完美.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來你說,我太完美. 值得更好的陪在我身邊.&lt;br /&gt;你不是我,你怎麼能體會. 你有多麼珍貴.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;完美並不美,我們多虛偽.你讓我的好變成一種罪.&lt;br /&gt;完美並不美,當你愛了誰.我的完美成了罪.&lt;/h3&gt;愛人的那一個，往往在不完美中給完美; 被愛的那一個，卻總是在完美中找不完美.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SeFa-bCOlGI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yDZLcOsFAHE/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323636262984127586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SeFa-bCOlGI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yDZLcOsFAHE/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smiling is infectious,You can catch it like the flu.&lt;br /&gt;Someone smiled at me today,And I started smiling too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-9142599831053539810?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9142599831053539810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=9142599831053539810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9142599831053539810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9142599831053539810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-hunderds-and.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SeFYm1nM2ZI/AAAAAAAAALs/aRR806lOJvE/s72-c/Photo1014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-3396657159591800522</id><published>2009-04-01T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:00:04.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdOaphah62I/AAAAAAAAALc/MUtVay3vPTE/s1600-h/depress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319765622989646690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdOaphah62I/AAAAAAAAALc/MUtVay3vPTE/s320/depress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a good basketball player..&lt;br /&gt;And you are, of course better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are from a school team and have coach to teach you from scratch,&lt;br /&gt;and I have none.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt bits and pieces of basketball all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I search, learn and experiences every details of basketball knowledges that I can get.&lt;br /&gt;With my current standards, playing a pick-up game is a no-problems.&lt;br /&gt;But playing a real on-court game, it's tough. I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always told myself to do this, do that but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;I only done it half-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is the reason why I am not improving. I suck.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, if I am to be truthful to my own ability,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm just a below-average player.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sometimes people may see me as a "pro", but deep in my heart, I know that I'm just an ordinary-no-fundamental player who love to joke around in the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly can take me way beyond my own ability?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simply, hardworks.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, easier to say than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;When I am really focusing on something that I wan so badly, one way or another, negative images will start appearing. It's like some kinds of voices telling me that no way I can be better, no way I can get into school team and no way it's going to work.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm getting a-little-bit-too-negative now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just too tired..&lt;br /&gt;Have a rest and tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdOaORT_aPI/AAAAAAAAALU/sX37QrCn1io/s1600-h/depress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319765154810783986" style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdOaORT_aPI/AAAAAAAAALU/sX37QrCn1io/s320/depress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;一直是我陪你去躲回憶裡的雨.&lt;br /&gt;你無心的嘆息,有心碎的聲音&lt;br /&gt;他的好,他的壞, 他的不安定,&lt;br /&gt;他的故事是我和你,&lt;br /&gt;愛情裡的烏雲.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從我愛上愛他的妳,那個瞬間起&lt;br /&gt;一直是雨天,你只愛雨天, 我用傘保護你.&lt;br /&gt;親吻著你苦澀味道的微笑,&lt;br /&gt;閉著眼睛,我明白你,&lt;br /&gt;想念他的秘密.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直在第二順位愛著你&lt;br /&gt;一直從雨天,一直到陰天,&lt;br /&gt;一直到晴天,你逃離過去.&lt;br /&gt;我一直在第二順位等著你&lt;br /&gt;一直從昨天,一直到今天,一直到永遠.&lt;br /&gt;我相信是我最愛你.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聆聽你說抱歉多過你說我愛你.&lt;br /&gt;你困在雨裡,我困在雨裡, 我的傘濕淋淋.&lt;br /&gt;『沒關係』是我最常說的一句,&lt;br /&gt;就讓我等,就算我冷至少我陪著你.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3396657159591800522?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3396657159591800522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3396657159591800522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3396657159591800522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3396657159591800522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/04/death-is-not-greatest-loss-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdOaphah62I/AAAAAAAAALc/MUtVay3vPTE/s72-c/depress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-6782214409365384931</id><published>2009-03-30T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:44:59.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;L for LIM-CHANGHAN !&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdClYrnOFII/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ysg91nMnoIA/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318933003367224450" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdClYrnOFII/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ysg91nMnoIA/s320/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be a chinese post instead..&lt;br /&gt;I copy some of the words from a song lyric but it's somehow related to my life.&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm a copycat, den who will be the cat? YOU ?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;安静的清晨, 醒来之后一个人.&lt;br /&gt;喝杯水,听着歌,开门, 关门, 出门.&lt;br /&gt;日子很单纯, 像影片没有剧本.&lt;br /&gt;忙工作, 忙家人, 打球时奋不顾身,&lt;br /&gt;回家已夜深.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;伤心有多久, 取决何时能放手. 思念啊,&lt;br /&gt;很漫长, 还找不到出口.&lt;br /&gt;见见老朋友, 在人群里到处走.&lt;br /&gt;吃个饭, 喝点水, 为何在热闹之后还是很寂寞?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假如你还在这里, 假如转身就看见你.&lt;br /&gt;假如可以抱紧你, 不再离去.&lt;br /&gt;假如你还在这里, 假如可以再回到过去.&lt;br /&gt;假如懂得失去前, 学会珍惜.&lt;br /&gt;假如你还在这里, 是否能走到最后一起,&lt;br /&gt;是否能重新选择?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdCf6CiDvHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zW1jsWCGBdo/s1600-h/garfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318926979385506930" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdCf6CiDvHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zW1jsWCGBdo/s320/garfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop lying, you are the CAT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anybody who claims to read the entire paper every day is either the world's fastest reader or the world's biggest liar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some photos from the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I didn't go alone. HA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdEDSwcsWZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0zzkF09VdVY/s1600-h/2609_59950261484_642791484_2026730_5184989_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319036255679043986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdEDSwcsWZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0zzkF09VdVY/s320/2609_59950261484_642791484_2026730_5184989_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdED0oaSxeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/htMfWfSrFII/s1600-h/2609_59951061484_642791484_2026743_235750_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319036837637047778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdED0oaSxeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/htMfWfSrFII/s320/2609_59951061484_642791484_2026743_235750_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdEEl59-ncI/AAAAAAAAALE/BvkCknaNuv8/s1600-h/n642791484_2026751_288857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319037684163714498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdEEl59-ncI/AAAAAAAAALE/BvkCknaNuv8/s320/n642791484_2026751_288857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My parents used to take me to the pet department and tell me it was a zoo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6782214409365384931?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6782214409365384931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6782214409365384931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6782214409365384931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6782214409365384931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-will-be-chinese-post-instead.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SdClYrnOFII/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ysg91nMnoIA/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-3589337334916655858</id><published>2009-03-29T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:05:57.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the best statement I have ever heard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;"男人爱美活着才够厉害"&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo..&lt;br /&gt;Heard that school is going to start in a month..&lt;br /&gt;Still got one more month..&lt;br /&gt;So long.. I have nothing to do.. why dun school start earlier !?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, It's raining outside now.. I'm so random,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a vegetarian..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ! Being a vegetarian sound cool right?&lt;br /&gt;Like the goat, cow and deer..&lt;br /&gt;Eat grass and drink water.. Simple (:&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum abt this, and she said," CRAZY, DON'T WANT LARRRRR!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I think if I am a vegetarian, I will be a part-time vegetarian..&lt;br /&gt;Only PART-TIME, not FULL-TIME. (:&lt;br /&gt;HA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sc8oxSlGK4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/FUUxaw4eh28/s1600-h/sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318514512213977986" style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sc8oxSlGK4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/FUUxaw4eh28/s320/sheep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sc8ox9DqRDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/K3_CMDj71Yg/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318514523616461874" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sc8ox9DqRDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/K3_CMDj71Yg/s320/cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sc8pXBapUGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fUGNJlJp48s/s1600-h/deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318515160441770082" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sc8pXBapUGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fUGNJlJp48s/s320/deer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My basketball practise is gone due to the raining season right now..&lt;br /&gt;Sian -.-&lt;br /&gt;Can someone sms me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. I mean seriously.. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! 4th of april I have OGL camp.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I also dunno what's OGL stand for..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's Orientation Group Leader..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. Not-Too-Sure, beg your pardon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixture of emotions in this article.&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened when no drafts are being made..&lt;br /&gt;LOL :o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plain women know more about men than beautiful ones do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3589337334916655858?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3589337334916655858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3589337334916655858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3589337334916655858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3589337334916655858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-best-statement-i-have-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sc8oxSlGK4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/FUUxaw4eh28/s72-c/sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-8806369230701108835</id><published>2009-03-25T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:10:39.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Seize the moment of excited curiosity on any subject to solve your doubts; for if you let it pass, the desire may never return, and you may remain in ignorance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoeysbo25I/AAAAAAAAAIk/0H52wLNRwrI/s1600-h/singapore+zoo+entrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317096166333668242" style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoeysbo25I/AAAAAAAAAIk/0H52wLNRwrI/s320/singapore+zoo+entrance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoe3vGtGFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MACkTQ8_MMg/s1600-h/elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317096252950517842" style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoe3vGtGFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MACkTQ8_MMg/s320/elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curiosity is the very basis of education and if you tell me that curiosity killed the cat, I say only the cat died nobly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoe8j6F6WI/AAAAAAAAAI0/D7DQ6Exa3yw/s1600-h/lion+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317096335844174178" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoe8j6F6WI/AAAAAAAAAI0/D7DQ6Exa3yw/s320/lion+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking curious nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are right, I mean curious.&lt;br /&gt;hahas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to alot of places to search for something known as "&lt;em&gt;Explore. Dream. Discover&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Is there any things like that !? Silly maybe..&lt;br /&gt;HA ! I went to jurong bird park, singapore zological garden, and saw animals behaving like me. LOLS ! Joking, folks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going crazy..&lt;br /&gt;I do hell freaking things that I never imagine myself doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Examples, I stayed up till 6.34am in the morning during band camp.&lt;br /&gt;Talking, become emo and sang throughout the night..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Cool right? I'm mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm hungry right now..&lt;br /&gt;Going to have my fabulous dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Opps ! I've just found this photo. I look pretty scary right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sco6PsxLbgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pRer9pJpbKA/s1600-h/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317126351454170626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Sco6PsxLbgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pRer9pJpbKA/s320/monster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those spammers who are attracted to my blog, thank you for reading my post and commented about it. I really appreciate it. But pollution is bad for the environment, so in order to keep the environment clean and green,&lt;br /&gt;I have remove the rubbish bin for you guys. Thanks me too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoc-HcP7dI/AAAAAAAAAIc/u3iGUSft168/s1600-h/her.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317094163539291602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoc-HcP7dI/AAAAAAAAAIc/u3iGUSft168/s320/her.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoc5Ckt5-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/r30-bDZxLNU/s1600-h/monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317094076333287394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoc5Ckt5-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/r30-bDZxLNU/s320/monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smiliarity 99% ! HA !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8806369230701108835?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8806369230701108835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8806369230701108835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8806369230701108835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8806369230701108835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/03/seize-moment-of-excited-curiosity-on.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/Scoeysbo25I/AAAAAAAAAIk/0H52wLNRwrI/s72-c/singapore+zoo+entrance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5505258798119242834</id><published>2009-03-13T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:58:51.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SbqeC5S0fKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_ifCozl2DJE/s1600-h/michael+jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312732483013606562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SbqeC5S0fKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_ifCozl2DJE/s320/michael+jordan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basketballa'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shot is shot&lt;br /&gt;and in the court, there is a battle about to be fought.&lt;br /&gt;There is a war to be won in the land of the tall&lt;br /&gt;for you cannot win without the ball.&lt;br /&gt;We push and shove a kick and bite&lt;br /&gt;for this is a battle that everyone must fight.&lt;br /&gt;We want the board and that is all&lt;br /&gt;for you cannot win without the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ball hits the rim that is all to hear&lt;br /&gt;but to the men in the court "tis music to the ear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it's over the one who is strong, smart, and tall&lt;br /&gt;will be able to say "Ha, I got the ball"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this is the job of Kobe, Shag, Jordan, and the Lebron&lt;br /&gt;and many, many others who are willing to squirm&lt;br /&gt;who are willing to push, to jump and to fight&lt;br /&gt;who are willing to take the bet, though they may not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this is a player who is young and receives the call&lt;br /&gt;for he knows well "you cannot win without the ball"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will do my dreaming with my eyes wide open, and I will do my looking back with my eyes closed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5505258798119242834?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5505258798119242834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5505258798119242834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5505258798119242834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5505258798119242834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/03/basketballa-shot-is-shot-and-in-court.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SbqeC5S0fKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_ifCozl2DJE/s72-c/michael+jordan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-2784845285005463948</id><published>2009-02-26T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:20:54.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SaeGNDSNrSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/t-ktiSGNHnw/s1600-h/kobe+bryant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307358244657540386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SaeGNDSNrSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/t-ktiSGNHnw/s200/kobe+bryant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry..&lt;br /&gt;ChangHan is sick and tired..&lt;br /&gt;Striving for perfection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2784845285005463948?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2784845285005463948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2784845285005463948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2784845285005463948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2784845285005463948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SaeGNDSNrSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/t-ktiSGNHnw/s72-c/kobe+bryant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-2982116325761129821</id><published>2009-01-03T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:36:04.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg ! I'm in love..&lt;br /&gt;and i love that song..&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has tat song, send me please (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cJ2_CQJGkM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cJ2_CQJGkM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew how much I like you until the night I kissed you and told you that I love you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2982116325761129821?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2982116325761129821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2982116325761129821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2982116325761129821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2982116325761129821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-im-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-3798918506590514303</id><published>2008-12-25T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T05:59:09.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished playing basketball..&lt;br /&gt;from 3pm++ to 8pm++ sia..&lt;br /&gt;about 5 hours of extreme exercise..&lt;br /&gt;*whew* damn tired now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The person who tag you is.&lt;br /&gt;LimJiaYan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your relationship with HER is?&lt;br /&gt;Friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your five impressions of HER.&lt;br /&gt;smart, pretty, beautiful, cheerful, down-to-earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The most memorable thing SHE has done for you.&lt;br /&gt;give me her handphone number (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing SHE said to you.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.. don't make me jealous (when i told her i'm watching twilight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If SHE is your lover, you will.&lt;br /&gt;Treat her better than all my friends (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If SHE is your lover. The thing she has to improve on will be.&lt;br /&gt;beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. she's p.e.r.f.e.c.t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.If SHE becomes your enemy, you will.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. never think of tat before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If SHE becomes your enemy, the reason will be.&lt;br /&gt;never think of tat before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.The most desired thing to do for HER now is.&lt;br /&gt;finish this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Your overall impression of HER.&lt;br /&gt;:D cheerful !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.How you think people around you will feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;dumb-ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.The characters you like yourself are.&lt;br /&gt;positive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are.&lt;br /&gt;negative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.The most ideal person you wanna be is.&lt;br /&gt;ME, MYSELF and I :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you pass to people that have blogs only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SVOOeZqvEVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cGv-5qPYvlY/s1600-h/her.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want do already..&lt;br /&gt;SUper dUper tired now..&lt;br /&gt;See you soon (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3798918506590514303?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3798918506590514303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3798918506590514303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3798918506590514303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3798918506590514303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-8984483918512177361</id><published>2008-12-20T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:43:55.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A short post will do..&lt;br /&gt;Currently having a terrible headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a song that sound quite-a-little-bit aggressive..&lt;br /&gt;But it's bloody&lt;strong&gt; damn&lt;/strong&gt; nice.&lt;br /&gt;Just listen and read the lyric.&lt;br /&gt;I will remove the "flaming moe" and put this one instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6mS-DYm8-D"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6mS-DYm8-D" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" method="post"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" type="submit" value="Search"&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=6mS-DYm8-D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=6mS-DYm8-D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=6mS-DYm8-D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=6mS-DYm8-D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/6mS-DYm8-D/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/bricearoo/music/1oqStHNy/rev_theory_randy_orton_current_theme_voices_looped_versio/"&gt;Randy Orton Current Theme "Voices" (Looped Version) - Rev Theory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics ;&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR VOICES IN MY HEAD&lt;br /&gt;THEY COUNCIL ME&lt;br /&gt;THEY UNDERSTAND&lt;br /&gt;THEY TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BET YOUR RULES IN YOUR RELIGION&lt;br /&gt;ARE DESIGNED TO KEEP YOU SAFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHEN RULES START GETTING BROKEN&lt;br /&gt;YOU START QUESTIONING YOUR FAITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A VOICE THAT NEEDS NO SAVIOR&lt;br /&gt;HATES TO LOVE AND&lt;br /&gt;LOVES TO HATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A VOICE THAT HAS THE KNOWLEDGE&lt;br /&gt;AND THE POWER TO BE YOUR FATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...HEAR...VOICES CRYIN!&lt;br /&gt;I...SEE... HEROES DYIN!&lt;br /&gt;I...TASTE...BLOOD THATS DRYIN!&lt;br /&gt;I...FEEL... TENSION RISIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR VOICES IN MY HEAD&lt;br /&gt;THEY COME TO ME&lt;br /&gt;THEY UNDERSTAND&lt;br /&gt;THEY TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;THEY TALK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY TELL ME THINGS THAT I WILL DO&lt;br /&gt;THEY SHOW ME THINGS ILL DO TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;THEY TALK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;THEY TALK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;THEY TALK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY COME TO ME&lt;br /&gt;THEY UNDERSTAND&lt;br /&gt;THEY TALK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SU2RJiGR_JI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8KTm_pivDkE/s1600-h/randy+orton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282037530933460114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SU2RJiGR_JI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8KTm_pivDkE/s200/randy+orton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;journey of a ANGRY young man begin..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8984483918512177361?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8984483918512177361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8984483918512177361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8984483918512177361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8984483918512177361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-post-will-do.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SU2RJiGR_JI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8KTm_pivDkE/s72-c/randy+orton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-5632525278382639424</id><published>2008-12-17T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:16:18.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SUm_hO-0aDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/QCpbY-2lsns/s1600-h/new+shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280962615746783282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SUm_hO-0aDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/QCpbY-2lsns/s200/new+shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;New shoes will bite ! &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said it's a fact while others say it's a myth..&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish ! Isn't fact and myth the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;But afterall or (overall), it's true..&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know, i've just bought a new basketball shoe.&lt;br /&gt;It cost $129 but got 30%+10% discount.&lt;br /&gt;Calculate the price yourself, okay?&lt;br /&gt;So i wear it and play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Just one day, one of my toes got blister around the nail area.&lt;br /&gt;You see, doesn't this prove tat new shoe will bite?&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the blister hurt more than the ones on the soles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have prove that new shoes will bite, believe or not, it's up to you !&lt;br /&gt;No comments needed (:&lt;br /&gt;Chew, bite and swallow it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the shoe doesn't fit, must we change the foot?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5632525278382639424?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5632525278382639424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5632525278382639424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5632525278382639424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5632525278382639424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-shoes-will-bite-somebody-said-its.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SUm_hO-0aDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/QCpbY-2lsns/s72-c/new+shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-4852030250821454393</id><published>2008-12-10T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:32:57.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST_RnR6zkiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mAtmV7LaZ18/s1600-h/basketball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278167761056666146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST_RnR6zkiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mAtmV7LaZ18/s200/basketball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;How many times have i heard people said;&lt;br /&gt;He failed.&lt;br /&gt;He is a fluke,uncoachable.&lt;br /&gt;He has no focus&lt;br /&gt;He is stubborn,an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;Or even too cold,a garbage,mental like a baby,not a team player,selfish,over-rated,big ego.&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, ugly and disgusting, somemore ask me go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again, I'm not born to please people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because I have eyes&lt;br /&gt;that only see&lt;br /&gt;through and not hide behind lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because you know you are nothing compared to me&lt;br /&gt;And you know in whatever ways, i'm just better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because I smile through the rain and I know the rain will only bring brighter days, unlike you. Only know how to whine like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because You don't, and won't allow yourself, to understand&lt;br /&gt;that love is a boundary free thing, and should not be spat on no matter what gender, appearance or what race. You are just making a fool out of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me because I have the knowlege you don't possess, then don't throw stones in my way out of envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, you hate me because you fear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuck when you hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i will change my mind and give u a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;You are just dead inside.&lt;br /&gt;Times have changed, so think about what generation you are in before&lt;br /&gt;you hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you want to hate me, cool, hate me. You know why? Because it will only drive me to become better and better, fool !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4852030250821454393?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4852030250821454393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4852030250821454393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4852030250821454393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4852030250821454393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/hate-me-dont-you-how-many-times-have-i.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST_RnR6zkiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mAtmV7LaZ18/s72-c/basketball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-1074524263385590143</id><published>2008-12-08T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:12:36.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0pR4TBiFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwqLYU6sd7c/s1600-h/hard+foul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277419725494782034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0pR4TBiFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwqLYU6sd7c/s200/hard+foul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;BASKETBALL; Gamesmanship Or Dirty Play? &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg ! He whines too much - flopping around like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;I got a good laugh today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of basketball is mental. Some people find the way I play very frustrating. They can't handle it. I throw them off their game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing to win, and I'll use all my tools both physically and mentally to win the game. Other players don't like that and I can't help that. I have to do what I do best. It's called gamesmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, if people continue to take swings at me, I'm going to suffer permanent damage. Believe me, I don't like to fight, to be involved in so many incidents. It causes me tremendous hassles, both physically and mentally. I play basketball and I want to have a good reputation. I don't want to cause problems. I don't care that people boo me, as long as there are people who care about the way I play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I truly believe that basketball is partly a physical game. A lot of players don't know how to do that, other than by hitting, swinging, and elbowing. And today, you are coming at me to fight, where normally if it was someone else, they wouldn't. I don't want to fight, but I have to protect my well-being. If that's not a angry-rage situation, I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times, very physical stuff that happens on the court goes unnoticed or un-intentionally. Pushing and shoving is part of the game. But cheap shots takes the fun out of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0nbbSNX0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/jM3imPZgvdY/s1600-h/michael+jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277417690482171714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0nbbSNX0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/jM3imPZgvdY/s200/michael+jordan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of blue, I cheat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-1074524263385590143?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1074524263385590143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=1074524263385590143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1074524263385590143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1074524263385590143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/basketball-gamesmanship-or-dirty-play.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/ST0pR4TBiFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwqLYU6sd7c/s72-c/hard+foul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-8346849169745557064</id><published>2008-12-03T06:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T06:46:22.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i blog..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;you must have miss me badly rite?&lt;br /&gt;dun be shy, i know it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently very tired.&lt;br /&gt;got ICAs, and many things going on..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, ICAs is a term known for poly exams.&lt;br /&gt;understand, folks?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* goin to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;bye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're back, but..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8346849169745557064?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8346849169745557064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8346849169745557064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8346849169745557064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8346849169745557064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-i-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-8124444560490944426</id><published>2008-11-24T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:03:28.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSorVOcNw7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/L1bx5SfqX-0/s1600-h/kung+fu+panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272073957444273074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSorVOcNw7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/L1bx5SfqX-0/s200/kung+fu+panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh? Kungfu panda? I'm lovin it !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;currently in lecture hall..&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i'm goin to pay attention..&lt;br /&gt;cause' it's freaking boring..&lt;br /&gt;or should i say i'm in freaking no mood to pay attention..&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding ppl to chat in msn..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;next week still have ICA for POA..&lt;br /&gt;sianzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. done..&lt;br /&gt;i've just taken ICA for stat.&lt;br /&gt;My expection is a little bit too high bahs..&lt;br /&gt;I expect to get 17/20 but guess what i've gotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11/20 !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn disappointing larr.. __&lt;br /&gt;going to work harder next time..&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin to get at least a B for stat, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is boring..&lt;br /&gt;how can school be exciting when we are only forced to memorise things from the books?&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for those who are enjoying their school holiday right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something else..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;something else..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;inmature? childish? &lt;br /&gt;hate me? love me? let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the earth won't stop spinning if you hate me. so shut up and move on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8124444560490944426?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8124444560490944426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8124444560490944426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8124444560490944426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8124444560490944426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-kungfu-panda-im-lovin-it-hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSorVOcNw7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/L1bx5SfqX-0/s72-c/kung+fu+panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-7267396001112916309</id><published>2008-11-21T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T05:50:48.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;She's going to be out of town soon..&lt;br /&gt;So I specially tribute this post to her,&lt;br /&gt;and hope she will like it (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the simple word hello&lt;br /&gt;It always rings a joyful bell&lt;br /&gt;But one of the saddest words i know&lt;br /&gt;Is the dreadful word goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you means alot to me,&lt;br /&gt;And i will miss you when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;And for your safe return I'll pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyes are not forever.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyes are not the end.&lt;br /&gt;They simply mean I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've used the word 'goodbye' before&lt;br /&gt;And I know what it really mean&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to you,my dearest friend&lt;br /&gt;And hope you will be back even before the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it take a minute to say hello&lt;br /&gt;And forever to say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;I wondered, how lucky I am to have something&lt;br /&gt;that makes saying goodbye so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I leave here tomorrow, will you still remember me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSep7KMMd1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/0T2X_ItrW-I/s1600-h/rubik+cube+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271368722673334098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSep7KMMd1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/0T2X_ItrW-I/s200/rubik+cube+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSeqH-0uUHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xENwvsQhenQ/s1600-h/rubik+cube+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271368942960398450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSeqH-0uUHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xENwvsQhenQ/s200/rubik+cube+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSeqaGUmvUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nioH1yP6ups/s1600-h/rubik+cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-7267396001112916309?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7267396001112916309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=7267396001112916309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7267396001112916309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7267396001112916309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/shes-going-to-be-out-of-town-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SSep7KMMd1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/0T2X_ItrW-I/s72-c/rubik+cube+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-840359344134824416</id><published>2008-11-16T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:38:22.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry.. I didn't know you will make a fuss out of it..&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, i'm way last in the queue and not none in the queue (:&lt;br /&gt;Laughing-in-moment of hatred and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;Currently in sch library..&lt;br /&gt;I reached bloody early larr..&lt;br /&gt;Still got one hour before lesson starts. *Bored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, went to sakae sushi with my secondary sch friends (:&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, the buffet is damn worth it !&lt;br /&gt;And the auntie there is nice..&lt;br /&gt;She should be awarded the best employee.. &lt;br /&gt;Wahahaas (x&lt;br /&gt;Going to eat there another time..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Got some photos.. &lt;br /&gt;Goin to upload those when i've gonna it from my dear friend, Priscilla .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO-thing to do now..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe will read some books to fill up my empty skull..&lt;br /&gt;Bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;StayhungryStayfoolish make you live longer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-840359344134824416?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/840359344134824416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=840359344134824416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/840359344134824416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/840359344134824416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-3786039158586490254</id><published>2008-11-14T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:10:52.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait ! Is that a rejection of my love for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished the POM (Principle of Marketing) ICA project !!&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;People used to say that last min then do, but i'm different.&lt;br /&gt;I last second den do.. &lt;br /&gt;LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta 2 games..&lt;br /&gt;Warcraft(dota) and Smackdown Vs Raw 2009..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Nice games !!&lt;br /&gt;Cant seems to get bored anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know..&lt;br /&gt;People out there are stronger and bigger than me,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm sure no one is more determined than me.&lt;br /&gt;Bigger and stronger doesn't equal to winner,&lt;br /&gt;understand, folks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get busy after this week..&lt;br /&gt;Test and exams are coming up !&lt;br /&gt;Sianzzz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna play the game now..&lt;br /&gt;Bye ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher open the door, you have to enter by yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3786039158586490254?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3786039158586490254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3786039158586490254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3786039158586490254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3786039158586490254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/wait-is-that-rejection-of-my-love-for.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-1076956646370339723</id><published>2008-11-09T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:46:55.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current time is 5.38am..&lt;br /&gt;I bet you haven wake up yet rite?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to do my stat homework later..&lt;br /&gt;Sian..&lt;br /&gt;I've looked through the questions..&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard, not tough but it's difficult..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;But according to my intelligence, still can handle.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have I told you that I love you ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-1076956646370339723?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1076956646370339723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=1076956646370339723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1076956646370339723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1076956646370339723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/current-time-is-5.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-9120381472709520537</id><published>2008-11-08T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T06:31:25.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/rd6BJj62eD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/rd6BJj62eD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/my-life280789/music/hNma8DsC//"&gt;想太多 - 李玖哲&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你笑著說 他是朋友&lt;br /&gt;但你眼中太溫柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的不安 那麼沉重&lt;br /&gt;只有你不懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他霸佔了你的心中&lt;br /&gt;屬於我的角落&lt;br /&gt;所以你說 我們 不是你和我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多 你總這樣說&lt;br /&gt;但你卻沒有 真的心疼我&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多 我也這樣說&lt;br /&gt;這是唯一能 安慰我的理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他霸佔了你的心中&lt;br /&gt;屬於我的角落&lt;br /&gt;所以你說 我們 不是你和我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多 你總這樣說&lt;br /&gt;但你卻沒有 真的心疼我&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多 我也這樣說&lt;br /&gt;這是唯一能 安慰我的理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我沒有 錯怪了什麼 雖然你不說&lt;br /&gt;或許錯在我 太晚我才懂 愛了你太多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多 你總這樣說&lt;br /&gt;但你卻沒有 真的心疼我&lt;br /&gt;是我想太多 我也這樣說&lt;br /&gt;這是唯一能 安慰我的理由&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is how I'm feeling right now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;feeling better now..&lt;br /&gt;Come, blog, go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer today..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it's good to change..&lt;br /&gt;playing soccer is not as bad though..&lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin it ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dun understand why people are talking out their head..&lt;br /&gt;It makes no sense, okay?&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can give you one tight slap..&lt;br /&gt;You pissed me off.. seriously !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like giving up..&lt;br /&gt;I dun feel like explaining..&lt;br /&gt;Friends dun nid the explaination and enemies will not believe me anyway..&lt;br /&gt;No point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every song irritates me..&lt;br /&gt;Every noise irritates me..&lt;br /&gt;Every weather irritates me..&lt;br /&gt;Every word irritates me..&lt;br /&gt;Every movement irriates me..&lt;br /&gt;In other words, everything irritates me ! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath, sleep, better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl, are you tired ? Cause' you've been running through my mind all day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-9120381472709520537?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9120381472709520537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=9120381472709520537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9120381472709520537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9120381472709520537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-how-im-feeling-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-1944528060879334728</id><published>2008-11-06T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:39:55.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Those are FREAKING FUNNY !&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nxfWcnUTU3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nxfWcnUTU3I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn funny.. LOL~ (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oVh5aDzZn6A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oVh5aDzZn6A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Laugh until stomach pain sia.. (x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-1944528060879334728?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1944528060879334728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=1944528060879334728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1944528060879334728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1944528060879334728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/those-are-freaking-funny-so-damn-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2416214087198242394</id><published>2008-11-06T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:38:33.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After much hestiation, I finally blog..&lt;br /&gt;Wondering whether I should blog or not..&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I'm fcuking tired..&lt;br /&gt;Opps !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why.. Recently keep using this word "fcuk"..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do get irritated easily..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry, cause' now my mind is all over matters.. *Irritated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played basketball in the evening with a group of good players..&lt;br /&gt;Actually they invited me to play with them de..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Which means I oso consider good player lorr.. (:&lt;br /&gt;I can't really see the ring when the sky is half-dark..&lt;br /&gt;Hey ! I'm not a nocturnal creature.. Tat's why I cannot see. *Pissed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored..&lt;br /&gt;She gone..&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;hohoho~ It just rhythm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love for you is a journey; Starting at forever, And ending at never.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2416214087198242394?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2416214087198242394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2416214087198242394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2416214087198242394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2416214087198242394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-much-hestiation-i-finally-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-776562032925070802</id><published>2008-11-05T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T06:14:46.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I understand the things you said,&lt;br /&gt;Even though it made me sad,&lt;br /&gt;We sms today,&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don’t reply,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you,&lt;br /&gt;Even if this love you lack,&lt;br /&gt;I will do what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy,&lt;br /&gt;because I know I have tried,&lt;br /&gt;I continue to keep this love for you,&lt;br /&gt;until a distant far found day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think I’m stupid, they laugh at what I do,&lt;br /&gt;They criticize and ridicule this love I have for you,&lt;br /&gt;It dosen’t matter anymore, nothing matters anymore,&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that matters anymore, is the love and what its for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I will love you,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that is sad to hear.&lt;br /&gt;But I will do what I want to do,&lt;br /&gt;Even if that means nothing to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be waiting, in my heart forever,&lt;br /&gt;Even if that means my love which you cannot feel,&lt;br /&gt;Will end up being there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness flies away on the wings of time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let your tears come. Let them water your soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-776562032925070802?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/776562032925070802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=776562032925070802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/776562032925070802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/776562032925070802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-understand-things-you-said-even.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-5720449845700081200</id><published>2008-10-31T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:44:53.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN DAY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sick of all these people talking out their heads,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never understood a damn thing that they say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From words to actions never knowing they're about,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I've to chew them up and spit them out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll say " HELL !"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 6.30am today..&lt;br /&gt;*YAWN*&lt;br /&gt;Sms 佳燕 den go to school..&lt;br /&gt;The bloody mrt is packed with lots of people sia..&lt;br /&gt;And lots of them are wearing leather shoes or high heels.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm wearing slipper with my exposed feet at their mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! Hell ! I'm wearing slipper to school, cannot ar? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, go play basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Now then i realised that my shooting style got little bit wrong lehs..&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to the reminder of lalala~..&lt;br /&gt;When i'm preparing for a shot, i should place the hands with the ball on my forehead,&lt;br /&gt;instead, i'm placing it at the right side of my face.&lt;br /&gt;*YAWN*&lt;br /&gt;I find it uGly lehs..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;It's time to change again..&lt;br /&gt;*YAWN*&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will take around 2 to 3 weeks to get used of the changes,&lt;br /&gt;provided I have the commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the *YAWN-ING*..&lt;br /&gt;Current time is 12.32am..&lt;br /&gt;Just came home after visiting my father in SGH..&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what happened..&lt;br /&gt;I only told her (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he is alright now.&lt;br /&gt;God bless ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I like you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I need you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I adore you"&lt;br /&gt;And, i want to say "You are my everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I care about you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I understand you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I will never leave you"&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "I am here for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I want to say "You are my everything"&lt;br /&gt;But, I can't&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry, You know that I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥You ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5720449845700081200?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5720449845700081200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5720449845700081200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5720449845700081200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5720449845700081200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween-day-im-sick-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-6517789016534086298</id><published>2008-10-28T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:52:44.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SQc94ZfCm2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/7hrr2FX8Hgg/s1600-h/crayons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262242728728763234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SQc94ZfCm2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/7hrr2FX8Hgg/s200/crayons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crayons - Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names and have different colours, but they all have to live in a same box.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;Current time is 12.09am..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up from my sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling damn tired just now..&lt;br /&gt;No mood to talk.. no mood to think.. no mood to do homeworks (:&lt;br /&gt;Great excuse right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One important thing to note : never ever play basketball barefeets :(&lt;br /&gt;I got hell loads of blisters and it irritates me alot.. I mean ALOT !&lt;br /&gt;Enough of crapping.. I need to do my homeworks now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this world prepared me for you.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody could have ever told me what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;Never have I dreamed that one day I would fall in love with an angel like you.&lt;br /&gt;But now that I have met you, you did not prepare me for what was to come.&lt;br /&gt;That I would fall head over heals for you, but you would not feel the same way about me.&lt;br /&gt;So truly, so madly and so deeply am I in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;So it is here that I must say, that I respect, cherish and love you too much to ever let you go.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be just your friend.&lt;br /&gt;I want be close to you then live in a world with you; never ever push you away.&lt;br /&gt;You are oh-so-beautiful !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; This ♥ is just for You. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SQdRGhdSGWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jP6-HKkfYhY/s1600-h/camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262263862107969890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SQdRGhdSGWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jP6-HKkfYhY/s200/camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I just wanna be like a camera. No feelings, no opinions: just what happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6517789016534086298?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6517789016534086298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6517789016534086298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6517789016534086298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6517789016534086298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/crayons-some-are-sharp-some-are-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SQc94ZfCm2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/7hrr2FX8Hgg/s72-c/crayons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-4966029212307598177</id><published>2008-10-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T04:10:46.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;HAPPY NI-PAPA-DA-NI (Deepavali) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(:&lt;/h3&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Public holiday is for public to have holy day..&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO~LY&lt;br /&gt;My task today is to finished my holy over-due homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;It's really holy, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Around 3pm++ I'm going to play hole-ly basketball..&lt;br /&gt;You wanna come along?&lt;br /&gt;hahas (x&lt;br /&gt;to be continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*updated*)&lt;br /&gt;Went down to play hole-ly basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;There is line dance concert there at the basketball court..&lt;br /&gt;HOLY HOLY HOLY ~ HOLE..&lt;br /&gt;They occupy the whole basketball court sia..&lt;br /&gt;Sianzzz diao -.-&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Thomas asked me to put his name here..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;THOMAS THOMAS THOMAS ~&lt;br /&gt;Thomas is one of the best ball handler that i ever seen. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thomas, thank you for tagging me..&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahahhas (x&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and all the best in ur studies as well as in basketball (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/07HtIrxNnjY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/07HtIrxNnjY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;I missed more than 9000 shots in my career.I lost almost 300 games.During 26 times, i've been trusted to take the game winning shots and missed.I failed over and over and over again in my life,that's why I succeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever i try to talk to a girl i like, I turn into a blooming idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4966029212307598177?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4966029212307598177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4966029212307598177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4966029212307598177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4966029212307598177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-ni-papa-da-ni-deepavali-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-5134290897648972778</id><published>2008-10-26T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:07:54.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally have the mood to online..&lt;br /&gt;These few days dun wanna online..&lt;br /&gt;Just things happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe that you should&lt;br /&gt;never judge people by how they look.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that matters is&lt;br /&gt;what's on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;What am i supposed to say?&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;NYP basketball back-board is much much much higher than the one in neighbourhood..&lt;br /&gt;When i first saw it, I was like... shocked !?&lt;br /&gt;Not really shocked larr.. is more like surprised..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i finally played basketball in NYP..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing with guys who are WOW !&lt;br /&gt;They are huge.. No no.. They are enourmous..&lt;br /&gt;Wahahas !&lt;br /&gt;But they are friendly (:&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say.. Am i consider the shortest there? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good things comes in small package (x&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! Tmr is public holiday..&lt;br /&gt;But i think i will be staying at home to finish my over-due homeworks (:&lt;br /&gt;You wanna help me?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night,&lt;br /&gt;When I should be asleep,&lt;br /&gt;into my heart,&lt;br /&gt;you quietly creep,&lt;br /&gt;I sit and ponder,&lt;br /&gt;How it could be,&lt;br /&gt;But you must have stumbled,&lt;br /&gt;across the key,&lt;br /&gt;I know our friendship,&lt;br /&gt;could mean so much more,&lt;br /&gt;But it's up to you to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can basketball brings me true love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5134290897648972778?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5134290897648972778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5134290897648972778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5134290897648972778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5134290897648972778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-have-mood-to-online.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-80101049051906416</id><published>2008-10-22T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T07:31:24.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;Second week of poly life..&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;I've finally done my homework in poly.. Is like finally?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;What's so funny is that the first time i did my hw, i did the wrong questions.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Somemore i thought that i'm smart den who knows, wrong questions..&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to be good from time to time in sports. What is tough is being good every day.&lt;br /&gt;*Yawn*&lt;br /&gt;My body is aching nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe getting old le..&lt;br /&gt;wahahas (x&lt;br /&gt;Need more vitamins and minerals !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've installed microsoft office 2007 and get my wireless configuration done..&lt;br /&gt;So now i can even online when i'm in school..&lt;br /&gt;COOL ~&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Need to start on my reports for effective writing le..&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired..&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe this is love, but i'm not sure. You wanna tell me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little toy soldier,&lt;br /&gt;forced to fight,&lt;br /&gt;told to kill,&lt;br /&gt;cold at nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He eat so little,&lt;br /&gt;he has been on a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a family that loves him waiting at home.&lt;br /&gt;Though, he continues to fight,&lt;br /&gt;he fight for what he believes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a tear in his eye,&lt;br /&gt;He is there for his dreams.&lt;br /&gt;He is so strong, he has been through so much&lt;br /&gt;although no one understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not agree with why he is there&lt;br /&gt;He still fight, though it's not fair&lt;br /&gt;With confidence, he holds his head high, for himself with so much pride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-80101049051906416?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/80101049051906416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=80101049051906416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/80101049051906416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/80101049051906416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/hohoho-second-week-of-poly-life.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2736965442032827108</id><published>2008-10-19T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:47:01.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h2&gt;SIR-PRISE !&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtxpI99aII/AAAAAAAAAE0/E8vTkO4cBgE/s1600-h/Edited+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258921941481121922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtxpI99aII/AAAAAAAAAE0/E8vTkO4cBgE/s320/Edited+06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtw575enNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GagxxpPAC_U/s1600-h/Edited+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258921130518813906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtw575enNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GagxxpPAC_U/s320/Edited+05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtwtdQNI-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Nm7gowkiMMo/s1600-h/Edited+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258920916134208482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtwtdQNI-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Nm7gowkiMMo/s320/Edited+04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtwihjFACI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bpRZy92hV6w/s1600-h/Edited+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258920728308547618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtwihjFACI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bpRZy92hV6w/s320/Edited+03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtvmUysJHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ljzrJthwPyY/s1600-h/Edited+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258919694092215410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtvmUysJHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ljzrJthwPyY/s320/Edited+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtvhXUmBvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ta0L0V2srng/s1600-h/Edited+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258919608871945970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtvhXUmBvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ta0L0V2srng/s320/Edited+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man with no scar will hurt forever..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/29881813-2736965442032827108?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2736965442032827108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2736965442032827108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2736965442032827108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2736965442032827108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-time-never-update-now-im-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SPtxpI99aII/AAAAAAAAAE0/E8vTkO4cBgE/s72-c/Edited+06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-7550368025527082886</id><published>2008-09-26T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T04:23:01.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;Introduction of Spammers.. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;bl, yen, gene and lamb or what-so-ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamb? You just escaped from the zoo?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go back and eat your grass or drink ur mama milk..&lt;br /&gt;LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bl, your balls loose?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Then i think you better go tighten ur balls..&lt;br /&gt;If not, later you go out walk walk den ur balls drop..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that.. WOW ! LOLS ! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yen ?&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you Japanese currency?&lt;br /&gt;I think the money changer just dropped you right?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. den you can go find bl so he can help to tighten too..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene, weird name but interesting..&lt;br /&gt;A gene is the basic unit of heredity in a living organism.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. I see.. bl dropped his balls den release his gene right?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm humourous, thank you for reminding me (:&lt;br /&gt;Look at spammers, they can hardly string a goddamn sentence together. It's incoherent. What are they saying...? Their banal stupidity is starting to challenge my intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are not stupid, they are possessed by a retarded ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. What if I tell them to write "I will stop being stupid" 100 times, but I don't think they can count that high.&lt;br /&gt;Because they are so dumb that they measure their bed to see how long they sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that !! (x&lt;br /&gt;Spammers better not sleep on their side or that pea-brain might roll out from their ear.&lt;br /&gt;So be careful worr..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are like small kids..&lt;br /&gt;They are just trying to attract my attention..&lt;br /&gt;Never give them the attention they want, they will keep barking non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Spammers, don't you have a terribly empty feeling... in your skull when i ignore you?&lt;br /&gt;LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are so ugly that their face is classified as a birth control device.&lt;br /&gt;Good idea right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying very hard to see from spammer's point of view, but I can't stick my head that far up my ass like what they did.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad.. So sad..&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are like a documentary about sand, only not as exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Just pure boring.. *YAWN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spammers, your mum called. She said that her idiot is missing.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-7550368025527082886?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7550368025527082886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=7550368025527082886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7550368025527082886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7550368025527082886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/introduction-of-spammers.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-9085255141234440875</id><published>2008-09-14T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:01:38.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h2&gt;.:十七岁的我:.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十七岁的我, 为什么就能那样简单的搞笑 ?&lt;br /&gt;我努力的忘了你, 就能感受深爱的沉默.&lt;br /&gt;为什么人年少时, 在寂寞的夜晚一定要让深爱的人受伤?&lt;br /&gt;在那个永恒的夜晚,我回忆的你永远早已远去.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十七岁的我, 为什么就能那样简单的忘了我到底哭什么?&lt;br /&gt;想一想如果时间回到那夜晚,我那句话还讲吗..?&lt;br /&gt;我最爱的怎能舍得放手?&lt;br /&gt;旦是无论走到什么地方也藏不住心中的遗憾.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十七岁的我, 还是孤单一个人.&lt;br /&gt;怎么再重来学会如何去爱?&lt;br /&gt;终于让我在眼泪中明白,有些人一旦错过就不再回来.&lt;br /&gt;在这相似的夜晚, 是否懂的爱情不一定那么简单.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十七岁的我, 如何带著勇气再开始重爱过?&lt;br /&gt;就好像想家的孩子回到了床, 闭上眼睛,眼泪一直流.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十七岁的我, 有多少四季能浪费了?&lt;br /&gt;在人海里这一步走向另一段长旅,凭这勇气拥抱前离别后的一阵回忆, 也在静静追悔感伤.&lt;br /&gt;这些年来, 我总想起当天的星光, 呼吸眷恋的心安.&lt;br /&gt;终于梦醒了,我想挽留也没有.&lt;br /&gt;想一想如果时间回到那夜晚, 我想那句话也许藏在心中,不敢讲.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is like a festival, enjoy it before it's over (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-9085255141234440875?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9085255141234440875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=9085255141234440875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9085255141234440875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9085255141234440875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-8224201924970519585</id><published>2008-09-08T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:59:14.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;back to blog again !! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;I've been on a losing streak on basketball nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just because i didn't win as much as in the past..&lt;br /&gt;LOLS ! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;Recent news.&lt;br /&gt;I've sprained my ankle and over-stretch my right leg muscle.&lt;br /&gt;Currently experience a cannot-jump-high mode..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. Understand? Quite chim hor? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then my (both)knee starts to pain le..&lt;br /&gt;Over-worked? Pity them.. (x&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for me to take some time off the court?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. think again.. !#$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry about losing..&lt;br /&gt;Dun laugh at people's mistakes(but it's funny) -.-&lt;br /&gt;You never know what they're up to.(some are dirty-players though)&lt;br /&gt;So remain humble and smile(dun laugh) through.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;Those are what I've learnt in the court. *CHEERS*(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed over and over again in my life, that's why i succeed. - Michael Jordan&lt;br /&gt;So it's alright to lose, no big deal. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only I possess the strength within myself to be triumphant. It is not what surrounds me or who persuades me that creates my success. It is my own determination and drive to be the greatest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8224201924970519585?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8224201924970519585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8224201924970519585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8224201924970519585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8224201924970519585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahahaha-back-to-blog-again-hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-5981474608858470432</id><published>2008-09-04T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:28:02.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. The 1st person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;LeePoh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Friend(ster) - Friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;She looks adorable and that's all.(honestly)&lt;br /&gt;The other 4 will to be continued.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Give me her handphone number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;her number lorr.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she became your lover, he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.. No one is perfect :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she became my enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Slaughter her !! wahahas.. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;Never reply my sms.. LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Never think of it before ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;No focus but confident !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Humourous (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are?.&lt;br /&gt;Over-confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself and I (Frankly speaking, is Michael Jordan) :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;I love you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued...&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Too tired to continue le&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 person that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How abt no.7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no.4 Single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about no. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are no.5 and no.1 best friend?&lt;br /&gt;36. Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is no. 6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man can be as great as he wants to be. If I believe in myself and have the courage, the determination, the dedication, the competitive drive and if I am willing to sacrifice the little things in life and pay the price for the things that are worthwhile,it can be done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5981474608858470432?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5981474608858470432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5981474608858470432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5981474608858470432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5981474608858470432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2103903473244381009</id><published>2008-09-03T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:30:56.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;SPAMMERs are..&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I'm goin to talk about spammers..&lt;br /&gt;Let me see..&lt;br /&gt;They have attract my attention (it's not easy to attract my attention though..) and I think they need our concerns..&lt;br /&gt;They might have suffer from some torture at young age.&lt;br /&gt;They may have been sexual assault or being looked down upon by all kind of people around them.&lt;br /&gt;This is why they will start using other people name(not their own) and spam on people tagboard. Their parent didn't do a great job in educating them.. Their parent shouldn't have give birth to them. In my point of view, they are just stealing oxygen from us.&lt;br /&gt;So we must use our heart and soul to educate them, if not they will suffer from serious depression.&lt;br /&gt;The trouble with them is that they lacks the power of conversation but not the power of speech.&lt;br /&gt;They have a wide vocabs to use.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Poor things.&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO AND DIE !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The contents below is not suitable for kids under age of 13. If you are not happy with the contents below, click on the cross and get your ass, opps i mean eyes out of my blog. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vulgarity is being avoided in all circumstances. I've tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammers have all the characteristics of a dog except loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;No one can have a higher opinion of Spammers than I have; and I think they are just a dirty little beast.&lt;br /&gt;Garbage is a form when a substance is being made use of.&lt;br /&gt;They are worse than garbage. And shouldn't be born.&lt;br /&gt;When you see spammers walking around the neighbourhood, at first thought he/she was walking a dog. Then realized it was his/her date. LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;Nature played a cruel trick on them by giving them a waxed mustache. That's why they can only hide behind the network and insult people in whatever sort of ways.&lt;br /&gt;Poor little beast. Don't you think we should pity them?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying now because i'm so touched.&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO AND DIE ! SPAMMER !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me know if I say anything that offends you. I might want to offend you again later. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their mum must be a dog and their dad must be a donkey, because I'm sure they are one jackass son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they should be a donkey for Halloween. Most people already think they are an ass!&lt;br /&gt;Spammers, I tell you. If you really think I'm insulting basketball, come have a match with me. What goes around, comes around.. Do SPAMMER's parents have a loud bark? I think so, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are couple, they are a PB&amp;amp;J... (Psycho Bitch &amp;amp; Jerk.)&lt;br /&gt;If spammer can't laugh at themselves, I'll be glad to do it for them.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahhahahahahahahas..&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for what I've said, but I just wanna educate them.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I've started out with good intention. (:&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm not their parents because I could carve a better man out of a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammer's hands should stink because of all the shit they type.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that they are a slob, but three new species of slime mold were discovered in their bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;You see, it's not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;If they were the moon, the sky on earth would be green.&lt;br /&gt;Their nails are so yellow that when the sun saw their hands, it said: 'Someone is doing my job, I should go home!'&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are such a pity little beast.&lt;br /&gt;Spammers, please do me a favor and go through the car wash.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, WITHOUT your car !&lt;br /&gt;I would be a lot happier if they shot themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Go bang the wall and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hell called. They were wondering if Spammers want their old job back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2103903473244381009?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2103903473244381009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2103903473244381009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2103903473244381009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2103903473244381009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/spammers-are.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-520635668751361740</id><published>2008-08-31T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:41:54.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;Chapter of my story&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;People asked me, why do you spend hours and hours in the basketball court? Do you really love training so much? I answered, "I dun train because i like training, i trained because i like winning. (: " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! Again, today i played basketball for 4-5hours. hahas.. Crazy ar?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. I have nothing to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to be continued... ... It takes more muscle to frown than to smile (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most wasted day is the day which we have not laughed..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-520635668751361740?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/520635668751361740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=520635668751361740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/520635668751361740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/520635668751361740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/chapter-of-my-story-people-asked-me-why.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2316063733987091237</id><published>2008-08-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:32:49.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;Lim-Changhan - 26/11/1991 &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: blue 0px solid; BORDER-LEFT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: blue 0px solid" href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say"&gt;&lt;img alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_sagittarius_txt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2316063733987091237?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2316063733987091237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2316063733987091237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2316063733987091237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2316063733987091237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/lim-changhan-26111991-success-consists.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-4294094910667789291</id><published>2008-08-29T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:53:00.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;REBOUND &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SLg0nXg91JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/P23TILMYgVg/s1600-h/Rebound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239996017377399954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SLg0nXg91JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/P23TILMYgVg/s320/Rebound.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice show tat i bought not long ago. In this irresistible family comedy, hothead college basketball coach Roy McCormick is more interested in endorsement deals than in winning games. And after an on-court meltdown, Roy is about to lose everything unless he can prove he can win games without losing his cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the Smelters, a wisecracking junior high squad that never won a game. Reluctantly taking on the team of hoplesss hoopsters, Roy uses his coaching magic to teach the kids the importance of dedication and teamwork on the hilarious road to the championship. Roy finds new love along the way, and rediscovers his first true love - basketball!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My greatest glory is not in never falling, but is in able to rise every time I fall. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4294094910667789291?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4294094910667789291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4294094910667789291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4294094910667789291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4294094910667789291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/rebound-this-is-nice-show-tat-i-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SLg0nXg91JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/P23TILMYgVg/s72-c/Rebound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-146027415499517696</id><published>2008-08-28T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:46:27.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;Changhan... &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many days have you wasted not doing anythings?&lt;br /&gt;People out there are so close to their goals and you?&lt;br /&gt;Spending time in the court, you think is worth it?&lt;br /&gt;So what if you can play good basketball?&lt;br /&gt;So what if you are a good ball handler?&lt;br /&gt;So what if..? So what if..? So what if..?&lt;br /&gt;You should go back to the place where you truly belong.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that someone told you, you are gifted in talking and not other things?&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go back and fight, stop hiding and lying ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There are a lot of things that go into creating success. I don't like to do just the things I like to do. I like to do things that cause the company to succeed. I don't spend a lot of time doing my favorite activities."&lt;/em&gt; - Michael Dell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prepare your gears - shirt - pants - tie.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot afford to slow down and lose, you know it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;The words "failure" is not in your dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;You really need to pull up your sock and FIGHT for what you truly deserve.&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back, and you really need to spend less time in doing the things that you love- basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, Changhan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I am going to make a statement for myself, then I need to set apart from everyone else. Go beyond the limits of what classifies the average person and be exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-146027415499517696?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/146027415499517696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=146027415499517696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/146027415499517696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/146027415499517696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/changhan.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-8666411571375468954</id><published>2008-08-27T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:49:42.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;Blogging Time !&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Changhan...&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- He &lt;strong&gt;failed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He is a &lt;strong&gt;fluke&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;uncoachable &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He has &lt;strong&gt;no focus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Stubborn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;An outcast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Too cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-A &lt;strong&gt;garbage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Mental like a baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Not a team player&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Selfish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Over-rated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Big ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not born to please people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I honestly think it is better to be a failure at something I love than to be a success at something I hate. And all those, love him-hate him, let it be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Champions aren't made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them-&lt;strong&gt;a desire&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;a dream&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;a vision&lt;/strong&gt;. They have to have &lt;strong&gt;last-minute stamina&lt;/strong&gt;, they have to be a little faster, they have to have the skill and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8666411571375468954?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8666411571375468954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8666411571375468954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8666411571375468954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8666411571375468954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging-time-changhan.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-7837203547778277693</id><published>2008-08-25T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T05:43:36.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;This is funny ! Read on ! &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: What is the closest thing similar to a woman's period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Your salary, it comes once a month lasts about 5-7 days and if it doesn't come means you are in big trouble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: What three things are common between the sun and woman's underwear?&lt;br /&gt;A: Both are hot, both look better while going down and both disappear at night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: Why do men ask for a woman's hand in marriage?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because they are tired of using their own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: What's common between men and video?&lt;br /&gt;A: Both go backward... forward... backward... forward... backward.... forward... stop and eject. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: What goes in dry, comes out wet, and gives warm satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;A: A teabag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7 qualities to be a perfect wife: Beautiful,Responsible,Energetic,Adorable,Sweet, Truthful and Self-Organized.In short, she must have good B.R.E.A.S.T.S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: What is the similarity between men and rats?&lt;br /&gt;A: Both keep searching for new HOLES. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: Girl friend &amp;amp; boy friend go for a movie.In the dark, a mosquito enters the girl's skirt. Guess where it would have bitten?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: The boy's hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor: You look so weak &amp;amp; exhausted. Are you having 3 meals a day as I have advised? Lady: Doctor, I thought you had said 3 males a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: Tarzan and the animals went to the river to take a bath. Tarzan removed his clothes. All the animals laughed. Tarzan asked 'Why'?&lt;br /&gt;A: The animals told him...........'Your tail is in the front'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Chinese Poem - Original Version Chuang Qian Ming Yue Guang Yi Shi Di Shang Shuang Ju Tou Wang Ming Yue Di Tou Si Gu Xiang   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(2) ( English Version)     The moon light is pouring down on my bedside Like white frost spreading on the ground I look up the bright round moon in the sky And lower my head thinking of my dear hometown   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(3) ( Singlish - Phua Chu Kang Version) Bedfront Moon Bright Bright Think Is Floor White White Lift Head See Moon Moon Bow Head Miss Home Home...   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(4) (Ah-Beng Version) Bedfront Orr Pi Sai (pick nose) Think Think Go Pang Sai Pick Up Tai Gor Tai (handphone) Bull Shit While Lau Sai   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(5) ( Latest Reservist Army Version) Bedfront Lau Bark Sai (tears drop) Thinking About Exercise (reservist mobilization) Drop Dead Look Into The Sky (run until no Breathe) Tong Kor Sia Lang Zai? (my sadness nobody knows)   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(6) ( Osama version) No friend at my side Think think Bush will fight Lift head but where to hide? This time don't know when will die ?   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(7) ( Bush version) Can't sleep since that night Think think where he hide ? Bomb bomb friends will say I pai No choice ask them go fly kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you ever walk in a room and forget why you walked in? I think that's how dogs spend their lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-7837203547778277693?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7837203547778277693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=7837203547778277693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7837203547778277693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7837203547778277693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-funny-read-on-q-what-is-closest.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-6832013981439494831</id><published>2008-08-20T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:23:14.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;You will miss 100% of the shots&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;that you do not take.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxSXllth3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/beJmRd1a7q0/s1600-h/Botak+No.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236651031905798002" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxSXllth3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/beJmRd1a7q0/s320/Botak+No.4.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxSPnaFEVI/AAAAAAAAADs/3cuoZnZLzKk/s1600-h/Botak+No.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236650894954926418" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxSPnaFEVI/AAAAAAAAADs/3cuoZnZLzKk/s320/Botak+No.3.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxRtN3pSBI/AAAAAAAAADk/prJlDZrEVag/s1600-h/Botak+No.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236650303984060434" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxRtN3pSBI/AAAAAAAAADk/prJlDZrEVag/s320/Botak+No.2.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxRR3Y3Y9I/AAAAAAAAADc/jEfZKdws4Gc/s1600-h/Botak+No.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649834092913618" style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxRR3Y3Y9I/AAAAAAAAADc/jEfZKdws4Gc/s320/Botak+No.1.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally cut botak ! hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Are you amazed or surprised ?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i am. I cannot believe that i'm really botak lehs..&lt;br /&gt;LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, starting of a brand new - HAIR !&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. I went back to office to collect my pay cheque..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;School-ing also got pay cheque lehs..&lt;br /&gt;Cool rite ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. I'm going to sleep le larr..&lt;br /&gt;Now is 1.30am.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me comments about my new haircut, okay?&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, does anyone know where to find basketball clubs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no such thing as complete security, and if there was what fun would life be. Rather than running circles around the difficulties in your life, why not face them with complete confidence and meet the challenge. Now isn't that what makes life’s journey exciting anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6832013981439494831?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6832013981439494831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6832013981439494831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6832013981439494831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6832013981439494831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-will-miss-100-of-shots-that-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SKxSXllth3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/beJmRd1a7q0/s72-c/Botak+No.4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-1414129940694895697</id><published>2008-08-08T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:27:01.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does studying equal to stability in financial ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The answer is No ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to tell you why studying is not equal to stability in financial. If you could be more open-minded and not so narrow-minded, you will understand that there is other rules for us to play with. Let's begin ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Value of Poor and Rich &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor = Go to school, get good grade and find a high-paying job. Save money and clear debts. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rich = Most probably, people wont get rich doing that because very few people get rich following that plan. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor = After you retired, the value of money decreased but the cost of living keep increasing ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why is this so ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me give you an example. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 5 years ago, $1 can buy a plate of chicken rice. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;But today, you need to use at least $2 to buy a plate of chicken rice. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't this shown that the value of money keep dropping everytime ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me asked you a question. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are there more rich people(5%) than poor people(95%) ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or majority of the population are made up of poor and average class people ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only those who are open-minded and willing to make a change in their life will really benefit from all the informations stated here. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Values of Poor and Average class. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to know whether you are in the poor or average class ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will be either you are an employee or self-employed. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Employee. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once you stop working, money stop. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once you fall ill, meet with accident etc. etc. , the money stopped coming in. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are working for money and security. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have no control = get fired anytime. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why will you work so hard for something you will never owned and get fired ? You cannot sell your job or pass it to your kids. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;It does not make any sense ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;School is important. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Education is the foundation of success. Just as scholastic skills are vitally important, so are financial skills and communication skills. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;From my point of view, schools only create good employee and not good employer ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why did i say so ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many students graduate with a diploma from business school ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;But how many percentage of students really go into dealing with business ? (&lt;em&gt;Once in a blue moon&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And how many percentage of students go out, seek for a job and working for other people dreams ? (&lt;em&gt;Majority&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I leave the answer for you to answer it ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The primary reason people seek job security is because that is what they are taught to seek, at home, and at schools... then with debts loads, they must cling even tighter to a job, or professional security, just to pay the bills." &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the reason why the rich get richer, the poor get poorer and the middle class struggles in debt is because the subject of money is taught at home, not at school. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Self-employed &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Self-employed seems like a good decision for people who wanted to start a small business ? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you are your own boss, sole player and you are using 100% of your own effort. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Job security is a myth... it is also risky for self- employed people. If they get sick, injured, or die, their income is directly impacted ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Values of Rich &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rich consists of 2 types. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;First is big business, second is investor. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;They both have a common goal. = FINANCIAL FREEDOM ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Big business have a team to count on. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;So no matter if they get sick or injured, the team will still create income for them and this is called passive income. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Big business are using 1% of 100 people's effort rather than 100% of your own effort. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this does not happen overnight. It takes time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;But at least you work hard for somethings you owned and people work hard for them, (mainly consist of the employee or self-employed) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;For investor, they have money work for them instead of they working for money. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;They learnt how to manage risk rather than avoid taking risk. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Solution for people who are trying to get out of the rat race and wanting to be FINANCIAL FREE ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember, not money that makes you rich, it is business skill. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Business skill is a lifetime skill. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the smartest thing to do in your life is to build a business. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You must be wondering where the hell do i have the money to build a business !? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other rules which i stated earlier is called direct selling (Network Marketing). &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Network Marketing is also known as direct selling is a perfect business because of its low start-up cost or dare i say, no investment needed ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are mainly 2 types of people in the world. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. You cannot make it, you are stupid, don't do it !! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Go for it ! You can do it ! Don't worry about it, we will cover you !!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beauty of a direct selling (Network Marketing) is that they provide the personal support for you for as long as it takes you to drift from the poor to the rich side. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wanna know more about this PERFECT business ? Contact me immediately ! I will give you 100% details of what you should know about Network Marketing ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hp: 91356493 (Note: Only for people in Singapore [above 17 years or born in 1991 and below], prank calls will be handed by legal actions) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-mail to: &lt;a href="mailto:uGlycUtey@hotmail.com"&gt;uGlycUtey@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; (Spam will be handed by legal action too !) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last advice, &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world has changed but sometimes, the hardest thing to change is ourselves. Always remember, changes always create upset but sometimes we all know that we have to change and if you know, it's time for you to make those changes and the perfect business = direct selling ( Network Marketing) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-1414129940694895697?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1414129940694895697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=1414129940694895697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1414129940694895697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/1414129940694895697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/does-studying-equal-to-stability-in.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-134190377956064258</id><published>2008-07-28T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:57:24.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking for a career ? A Right Place for YOU !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Networking Marketing ?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now i'm going to show you why Networking Marketing is the best choice if you want to succeed in your life. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Network Marketing-It's an Asset, Not a Job ! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Robert Toru Kiyosaki (born April 8, 1947) is an investor, businessman, self-help author and motivational speaker. Kiyosaki is best known for his Rich Dad, Poor Dad series of motivational books and other material. He has written 18 books which combined have sold over 26 million copies &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By Robert Kiyosaki; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The truth about networking marketing is, the top of the network marketing system is open to everyone - unlike traditional corporate systems, which allow only one person to reach the top of the company. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The reason most people do not reach the top is simply because they quit too soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So why would someone quit short of the top?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most people join only to make money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If they don't make money in the first few months or years, they become discouraged and quit (and then often bad-mouth the industry!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Others quit and go looking for a company with a better compensation plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But joining to make a few quick dollars is not the reason to get into the business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Two Essential Reasons to Join a Network Marketing Business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reason number one is to help yourself. Reason number two is to help others. If you join for only one of these two reasons, then the system will not work for you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reason number one, means that you come to the business primarily to change quadrants-to change from the E (Employee) or the S (Self-employed) quadrant to the B (Business owner) or I (Investor) quadrant. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This change is normally very difficult for most people-because of money. The true E (Employee) or S (Self-employed) quadrant person will not work unless it is for money. This is also what causes people to not reach the top of the network marketing system: they want money more than they want to change quadrants. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A B(Business owner) quadrant or I(Investor) quadrant person will also work for money, but in a different way. The B (Business owner)quadrant person works to build or create an asset-in this case, a business system. The I(Investor) quadrant person invests in the asset or the system. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The beauty of most network marketing systems is that you do not really make much money unless you help others leave the E(Employee) and S (Self-employed) quadrants and succeed in the B(Business owner) and I(Investor) quadrants. If you focus on helping others make this shift, then you will be successful in the business. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As a B(Business owner) or an I(Investor), sometimes you don't get paid for years; this, a true E(Employee) quadrant or S (Self-employed)quadrant person will not do. It's not part of their core values. Risk and delayed gratification disturb them emotionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Delayed Gratification and Emotional Intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One of the beauties of network marketing is that it focuses on developing your emotional intelligence as well as your business skills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Emotional intelligence is an entirely different matter from academic intelligence. In general, someone with high emotional intelligence will often do better than someone with high academic intelligence but low emotional intelligence. That explains, in part, why some people do well in school but not so well in the real world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The ability to delay gratification is a sign of higher emotional intelligence. In a recent study of emotional intelligence, it was found that people who could delay gratification often led more successful lives than those who could not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is why the educational system inherent in a good network marketing opportunity is so important. It's the emotional education or emotional intelligence aspect of their programs that I find so valuable for people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Many people write me and tell me they loved my book, Rich Dad, Poor Dad, but I fear that many of them don't get the most important point of the book: Lesson #1, "The rich don't work for money."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Once I have built or bought an asset, that asset works hard to make money for me. But I will not work for money-I will work only to build or buy assets. Those assets make me richer and richer, while I work less and less. That is what the rich do. The poor and middle class work hard for money, and then buy liabilities instead of investing in assets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;What Kind of Asset is a Network Marketing Business?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Remember, there are two reasons required to be successful in network marketing: to help yourself, and to help others. Reason number one means helping yourself get to the B(Business owner) side of the quadrant. What about reason number two ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The beauty of most network marketing systems is that you don't really make much money unless you help others leave the E(Employee) and S (Self-employed)quadrants and succeed in the B(Business owner) and I(Investor) quadrants. If you focus on helping others make this shift, then you will be successful in the business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If you only want to teach yourself to be a B(Business owner) quadrant and I(Investor) quadrant person, then a true network marketing system won't work for you. You may as well go to a traditional business school, which focuses only on your becoming a B(Business owner) quadrant person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The beauty of a network marketing business is that your goal is to create assets, which are other B's(Business owner) working under you-and their job is to create other B's(Business owner) working under them. In traditional business, the focus is for the B(Business owner) to have only E's(Employee) and S's (Self-employed) working for them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The type of business I was taught to build is a business with me at the top and E's(Employee) and S's (Self-employed) at the base. I really don't have room at the top for many other B's(Business owner), which is why in my businesses, I strongly recommend that all my employees look into network marketing as their own part-time businesses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The traditional corporate system really is a pyramid, because there are a few B's(Business owner) and I's(Investor) near the top, and more E's(Employee) and S's (Self-employed) at the base. A network marketing system is a reverse pyramid: its primary focus is to bring up more and more B's(Business owner) to the top.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One type of pyramid, the traditional type, has its base on the ground; the other type has its base in the air. It's a pyramid that pulls you up instead of pushing you down. A network marketing business gives everyone access to what used to be the domain only of the rich.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Besides all this, i have even prepared a video ! Enjoy !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HQM8rQzw7kY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HQM8rQzw7kY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All informations are taken from © &lt;a href="http://www.richdad.com/RichDad/RichContent.aspx?cpid=5"&gt;http://www.richdad.com/RichDad/RichContent.aspx?cpid=5&lt;/a&gt; and © &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=HQM8rQzw7kY"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=HQM8rQzw7kY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contact Lim-Chang Han if you are interested in getting into Network Marketing and make it BIG in your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hp: 91356493 (Note: Only for people in Singapore [above 17 years or born in 1991 and below], prank calls will be handed by legal actions)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:uGlycUtey@hotmail.com"&gt;uGlycUtey@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; (Spam will be handed by legal action too !)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make the right choice now with no regrets !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-134190377956064258?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/134190377956064258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=134190377956064258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/134190377956064258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/134190377956064258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-networking-marketing-now-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2527330948099465786</id><published>2008-07-13T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:39:40.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I can't be a pine on the top of the hill,&lt;br /&gt;Be a scrub in the valley-but be&lt;br /&gt;The best little scrub by the side of the rill;&lt;br /&gt;Be a bush if I can't be a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't be a bush be a bit of the grass,&lt;br /&gt;And some highway happier make;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't be a muskie then just be a bass-&lt;br /&gt;But the liveliest bass in the lake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't all be captains, we've got to be crew,&lt;br /&gt;There's something for all of us here,&lt;br /&gt;There's big work to do, and there's lesser to do,&lt;br /&gt;And the task I must do is the near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't be a highway then just be a trail,&lt;br /&gt;If I can't be the sun be a star;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't by size that I win or I fail-&lt;br /&gt;Be the best of whatever I am !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part of being a winner is knowing when enough is enough. Sometimes you have to give up the fight and walk away, and move on to something that's more productive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2527330948099465786?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2527330948099465786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2527330948099465786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2527330948099465786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2527330948099465786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-i-cant-be-pine-on-top-of-hill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2644887269424877707</id><published>2008-06-22T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:41:46.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On this day, I see clearly, everything has come to life.&lt;br /&gt;In a place, in a broken dream.&lt;br /&gt;And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, its so real to me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything has come to life.&lt;br /&gt;Another chance to chase a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Another chance to feel.&lt;br /&gt;Chance to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never long for what might have been.&lt;br /&gt;Regret won't waste my life again.&lt;br /&gt;I won't look back.&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight to remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear will kill me, all I could be.&lt;br /&gt;Lift these sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;Let me breathe, could you set me free.&lt;br /&gt;Could you set me free ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has never been another me.&lt;br /&gt;With no effort on my part, I were born to be&lt;br /&gt;something very special and set apart.&lt;br /&gt;What I am going to do in appreciation of that gift&lt;br /&gt;is a decision only I can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I THINK will become THINGS !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2644887269424877707?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2644887269424877707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2644887269424877707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2644887269424877707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2644887269424877707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-this-day-i-see-clearly-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-8182154284632833204</id><published>2008-05-29T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:54:38.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Truths For Living.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more generous we are, the more joyous we become.&lt;br /&gt;The more cooperative we are, the more valuable we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more enthusiastic we are, the more productive we become.&lt;br /&gt;The more serving we are, the more prosperous we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more outgoing we are, the more helpful we become.&lt;br /&gt;The more curious we are, the more creative we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more patient we are, the more understanding we become.&lt;br /&gt;The more persistent we are, the more successful we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study while others are sleeping;&lt;br /&gt;work while others are loafing;&lt;br /&gt;prepare while others are playing;&lt;br /&gt;and dream while others are wishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four steps to achievement:&lt;br /&gt;plan purposefully,&lt;br /&gt;prepare prayerfully,&lt;br /&gt;proceed positively,&lt;br /&gt;pursue persistently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing limits achievement like small thinking;&lt;br /&gt;nothing expands possibilities like unleashed imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are we living on this earth ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't just to make life easier for others? (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8182154284632833204?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8182154284632833204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8182154284632833204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8182154284632833204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8182154284632833204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/05/truths-for-living.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-4339763864519057774</id><published>2008-05-26T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:19:17.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yippeeeeeee !&lt;br /&gt;I closed a pillow pad today !!!&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell..&lt;br /&gt;Damn happy larr..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story ;&lt;br /&gt;dun give up in whatever you do,&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later you will reap what you sown.&lt;br /&gt;It's just the matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T GIVE UP ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A step closer..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4339763864519057774?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4339763864519057774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4339763864519057774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4339763864519057774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4339763864519057774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/05/yippeeeeeee-i-closed-pillow-pad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-6479364255948660524</id><published>2008-05-14T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:41:34.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is too short to live others' dreams&lt;br /&gt;Follow my own dream&lt;br /&gt;Push myself to reach my goals&lt;br /&gt;And live the life I once dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust my instincts.&lt;br /&gt;Be true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I know what is right for me.&lt;br /&gt;Never give up or give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the words "I don't know how".&lt;br /&gt;I can learn,&lt;br /&gt;I can research,&lt;br /&gt;I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is powerful.&lt;br /&gt;When I believe I can.&lt;br /&gt;I will find a way&lt;br /&gt;I won't waste a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persist and persevere&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear&lt;br /&gt;Because if I believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;I will find dreams can come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all my dreams turn into goals,&lt;br /&gt;Believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;And remember, all of life is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;The decision is up to me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SCrAHzW2wsI/AAAAAAAAADE/ebYVKFFs2S0/s1600-h/10281145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200179960030347970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SCrAHzW2wsI/AAAAAAAAADE/ebYVKFFs2S0/s320/10281145.jpg" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The greater the adversity, the brighter the light of opportunity&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6479364255948660524?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6479364255948660524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6479364255948660524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6479364255948660524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6479364255948660524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-too-short-to-live-others-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/SCrAHzW2wsI/AAAAAAAAADE/ebYVKFFs2S0/s72-c/10281145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-7003799984090753475</id><published>2008-05-07T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:37:45.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I WANT IT ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a thing bad enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go out and fight for it,&lt;br /&gt;Work day and night for it,&lt;br /&gt;Give up your time, your peace, and your sleep for it,&lt;br /&gt;If only desire of it&lt;br /&gt;Makes you quite mad enough&lt;br /&gt;Never to tire of it,&lt;br /&gt;Makes you hold all other things tawdry and cheap for it&lt;br /&gt;If life seems all empty and useless without it&lt;br /&gt;And all that you scheme and you dream is about it,&lt;br /&gt;If gladly you'll sweat for it,&lt;br /&gt;Fret for it,Plan for it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose all your terror of God or man for it,&lt;br /&gt;If you'll simply go after that thing that you want,&lt;br /&gt;With all your capacity,&lt;br /&gt;Strength and sagacity,&lt;br /&gt;Faith, hope and confidence, stern pertinacity,&lt;br /&gt;If neither cold poverty, famished and gaunt,&lt;br /&gt;Nor sickness nor pain&lt;br /&gt;Of body or brain&lt;br /&gt;Can turn you away from the thing that you want,&lt;br /&gt;If dogged and grim you besiege and beset it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMPOSSIBLE IS JUST - I M POSSIBLE !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-7003799984090753475?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7003799984090753475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=7003799984090753475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7003799984090753475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/7003799984090753475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-it-if-you-want-thing-bad-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-4940518767038800143</id><published>2008-05-05T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:08:27.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Attitude is a little thing that make a BIG difference.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally know what is wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;I have been focusing too many things at the same time&lt;br /&gt;and this shouldn't be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focusing too many things at once lead me to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;I'm behind my class in studies and i cannot excel in VE too.&lt;br /&gt;And if this continue, I'm considered dead. !@#$%"!#$%^*&lt;br /&gt;Understand ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like they said, " There is only one problem but thousand of solutions."&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna to give up on one of them,&lt;br /&gt;so just stop asking me to drop out of my school.&lt;br /&gt;Okay ?&lt;br /&gt;I got irritated when u asked me to drop out of my school.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u asked me to drop out of VE ?&lt;br /&gt;Basket !&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me to drop out of my school again,&lt;br /&gt;i tell you i'm going to quit once and for all with no consideration !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;I will draw out a time-table in which includes my school lesson, VE, kick-boxing and personal time.&lt;br /&gt;I think it will be better like this.&lt;br /&gt;If i still really cope (which is impossible), i will tend to give up on one thing.&lt;br /&gt;If giving up really can make my life better, i think i should consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said that it couldn't be done,&lt;br /&gt;But he with a chuckle replied&lt;br /&gt;That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.&lt;br /&gt;So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;If he worried he hid it.&lt;br /&gt;He started to sing as he tackled the thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That couldn't be done, and he did it.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;&lt;br /&gt;At least no one ever has done it";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,&lt;br /&gt;And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.&lt;br /&gt;With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,&lt;br /&gt;Without any doubting or quiddit,&lt;br /&gt;He started to sing as he tackled the thing&lt;br /&gt;That couldn't be done, and he did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,&lt;br /&gt;There are thousands to prophesy failure;&lt;br /&gt;There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dangers that wait to assail you.&lt;br /&gt;But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,&lt;br /&gt;Just take off your coat and go to it;&lt;br /&gt;Just start to sing as you tackle the thing.&lt;br /&gt;That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, the only sense you can make out of life is a sense of humor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4940518767038800143?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4940518767038800143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4940518767038800143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4940518767038800143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4940518767038800143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/05/attitude-is-little-thing-that-make-big.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2358598528097725031</id><published>2008-04-27T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:43:23.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am i going to give up right now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We once said that we are in the same ship&lt;br /&gt;and nobody would like to see anyone leaving the ship&lt;br /&gt;or should i say jumping into the ocean ?&lt;br /&gt;But what i realised recently is that people do not have the&lt;br /&gt;enthusiasm which we used to have before school started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What actually happened to me ?&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost and there are too many things happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Those things make me feel like giving up and i just cant seem to pick myself up again.&lt;br /&gt;I really did try to regain the enthusiasm but i find no reason again.&lt;br /&gt;I know i have disappointed many people, esp the ones who care and concern for me since day one.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that i do seems so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so negative..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i can brighten up people's life by joking with them..&lt;br /&gt;But what is so failure is that i cannot brighten up my own life..&lt;br /&gt;Is like, a doctor can cure patients but cannot cure himself..&lt;br /&gt;That's a sad case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path of least resistance takes me nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;I know this statement truly well..&lt;br /&gt;But the path of most resistance will break me into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the feelings of being forced to do something..&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to do something, can u try ur best to convice me instead of forcing me ?&lt;br /&gt;I will give all my best to do something that i want to do, if not i will simply do because u asked me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think now my heart is closed..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hear what you all are saying..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see what you all are doing..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see the smile on your face neither could i hear the laughter we used to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me some time to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna give up, but sometimes thing is not what it seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm ready, i will appear right there before you even know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i wont let you all down but deep in my heart, i know i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;when the road you're trudging seems all up hill,&lt;br /&gt;when the funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;and you want to smile but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;when care is pressing you down a bit&lt;br /&gt;- rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns.&lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns.&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow - you may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man;&lt;br /&gt;often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor's cup;&lt;br /&gt;and he learned too late when the night came down,&lt;br /&gt;how close he was to the golden crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out -&lt;br /&gt;the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;and you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;it may be near when it seem so far;&lt;br /&gt;so stick to the fight when you're hardest hit&lt;br /&gt;- it's when things seem worse, that you must not quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The words - I QUIT - will never ever crossed my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2358598528097725031?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2358598528097725031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2358598528097725031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2358598528097725031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2358598528097725031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/am-i-going-to-give-up-right-now-we-once.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-8473011790900670454</id><published>2008-04-25T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:06:51.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Fine Art of Complaining. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love complaining? It's so easy to do, and the more you do it, the better you get. And, if you really want to get even better, make sure you associate with other complainers. It seems that the more you associate with other complainers, the more you complain. The fine art of complaining seems to be catching on because no matter where you go, you can listen to other people complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why is the fine art of complaining so prevalent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the story is that it is easier to complain than to accept responsibility for what may be wrong in your life. If you accept responsibility for some of your woes, you may have to take action that changes events in your life. Now, why would you want to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is this. You can change from negative to positive only if you choose to. No one forces you to be negative, and no one forces you to be positive. The choice is yours', and yours' alone. If you really want to change your life for the better, you need to accept the basic principle that it is up to you. You can control your thoughts, you can control your emotions, and you can control what and where you go in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nay sayers and negative people are everywhere. And, you'll also find a host of so-called friends that will tell you that you can't do or have more than they do because this would burst their bubble of complaining. These so-called friends want you to fail so that they can validate their existence - an existence full of misdirection, negative thinking, and expecting everything for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin the process to positive change, make a commitment to yourself that you will be more, have more, and do more. Once you take responsibility for your own actions, your behaviors, your thoughts, you are beginning to take a positive step forward. Once you start, ban all negative thinkers from influencing you. Turn a deaf ear to those who would ridicule you for beginning a course that creates positives not negatives. Better yet, associate yourself with positive, encouraging, and helpful people. They do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-8473011790900670454?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8473011790900670454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=8473011790900670454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8473011790900670454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/8473011790900670454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/fine-art-of-complaining.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-5247905211949597505</id><published>2008-04-20T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:47:22.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Break away from all that is real.&lt;br /&gt;Forget how i think, forget how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Live life today, forget things gone by.&lt;br /&gt;Live my own truth and not the world's lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create a life of living, be spontaneous and brave.&lt;br /&gt;Go off the beaten path and find my own road to pave.&lt;br /&gt;For if i live life for me and me alone,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be my own master and create my own throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world around may tell me what to do or say,&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow is too worrisome; concentrate on today.&lt;br /&gt;Things may have gone wrong in the days of the past,&lt;br /&gt;but the one who looks at yesterday always finishes last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from my mistakes and move on twice as wise.&lt;br /&gt;Help those less fortunate and smile at those I despise.&lt;br /&gt;And once my life is over, once my journey is done,&lt;br /&gt;I will know i ran the race and i will know i have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday is hopeless and tomorrow is far away,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, it will matter what I do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe in karma ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What goes around, comes around. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5247905211949597505?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5247905211949597505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5247905211949597505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5247905211949597505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5247905211949597505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/01/break-away-from-all-that-is-real.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-4583532401938245469</id><published>2008-04-12T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T21:42:34.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS !&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sch orientation is over le..&lt;br /&gt;And next week is time to study again..&lt;br /&gt;RAWRR !!&lt;br /&gt;Is like...&lt;br /&gt;So many months never study den suddenly nid to study again..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is so weird larr..&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like studying lehs..&lt;br /&gt;I wan to continue to play..&lt;br /&gt;LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;My mum will surely scream my head off if i tell her this..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i really want to thank Venture Era for the education that they gave me during my time there..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah !&lt;br /&gt;Everything is good and always think positive..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, thing is not what it seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;And, Winner never quit, Quitter never win ! (:&lt;br /&gt;I will remember this for life and nothing will be able to break me apart !&lt;br /&gt;Thank you members from RIHNO and Venture Era !&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr Charles, Mr Jowell, Mr H.B and... ...&lt;br /&gt;especially, my upline, &lt;strong&gt;Joshua&lt;/strong&gt; , my manager, &lt;strong&gt;Mr&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kelvin &lt;/strong&gt;and my business manager, &lt;strong&gt;Miss Lixia&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;And of course,&lt;br /&gt;I wont forget all the sidelines who have been through thin and thick with me..&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots !&lt;br /&gt;I'm so emotional now..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Cause' there is one thing i know from day ONE..&lt;br /&gt;Where ever i am, all the people i thank-ed earlier will always be with me.&lt;br /&gt;No matter if i'm happy, sad, angry or disappointed, I know there will always be someone for me to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;I really love you guys ! (from the bottom of my heart) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;Enough of all the emo stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, i read the RICH DAD, POOR DAD book.&lt;br /&gt;and i find this section of the story very true and interesting..&lt;br /&gt;So i'm here to share with the readers of my blog about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to summarize the whole thing cause' it's damn long.&lt;br /&gt;Buy it and read it ! (:&lt;br /&gt;It's on page 239, number 10 of the books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach and You shall Recieve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want something, you first need to give.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you feel "short" or in "need"of something, give what you want first and it will come back in buckets.&lt;br /&gt;That is true for money, a smile, love, friendship.&lt;br /&gt;The principle of reciprocity is true, and give what you want.&lt;br /&gt;If you want money, so you give money, and it comes back in multiples.&lt;br /&gt;A saying years ago that went, "God does not need to recieve, but humans need to give."&lt;br /&gt;And when it comes to money, love, happiness, sales and contacts, all one needs to remember is first to give what you want and it will come back in droves.&lt;br /&gt;It is true that your world is only a mirror of you.&lt;br /&gt;All you need to be is generous with what you have, and the power will be generous with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compare me to a spider ;&lt;br /&gt;spider does not give up its job to make the net, till it succeeds..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-4583532401938245469?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4583532401938245469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=4583532401938245469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4583532401938245469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/4583532401938245469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/hellos-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-3409020454877122927</id><published>2008-04-07T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:29:41.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weee ~&lt;br /&gt;I finally know how to play pool le..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Not to be boastful, i learnt it in just a few mins.. (:&lt;br /&gt;If any of you guys wanna play, call me along too..&lt;br /&gt;I want to play more.. But it's just damn bloody expensive.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About sunday, i supposed to have 3 recuritments coming down de..&lt;br /&gt;But none came down today..&lt;br /&gt;And poor Mr Kelvin just made a trip down for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;So sorry..&lt;br /&gt;However, right now, failure can only insipire me and motivate me..&lt;br /&gt;Law of attraction ~&lt;br /&gt;Your wish is my command. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what time is it now..&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;It's 12.21pm and i'm still at home..&lt;br /&gt;Opps !&lt;br /&gt;I missed the power builder session..&lt;br /&gt;ARHHHHHHHH !!&lt;br /&gt;Damn bed !&lt;br /&gt;How come you are so comfortable ?&lt;br /&gt;You see, you make me late again and again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly life gonna start soon le on the 10 of april..&lt;br /&gt;What's my emotions ?&lt;br /&gt;I got mixed emotions..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how to describe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tagboard gonna come back soon..&lt;br /&gt;Cause' i think all the pest have already gone to HELL !&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;So it's true that the best way to deal with pest is to ignore them.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't like hao lian (show-off) people because only empty vessel speaks loudest !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3409020454877122927?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3409020454877122927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3409020454877122927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3409020454877122927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3409020454877122927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/weee-i-finally-know-how-to-play-pool-le.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-6237510001178604470</id><published>2008-04-05T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T12:18:28.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this from a website.&lt;br /&gt;How to be a good businessman ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1: The use of the information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is going to take a shower right after having done it with his wife. At that precise moment the bell rings. After some seconds of doubt, both decide that she should come down to answer the door. She wraps herself around a towel and opens the door finding their next door neighbour. Before she pronounces a word, the neighbour says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I will give you 1000 euros if you drop the towel.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks it twice, and then drops the towel.&lt;br /&gt;After seeing her completely naked, the neighbour puts his hand into his pocket,&lt;br /&gt;gives her 1000 euros and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;Very confused, she closes the door quickly,&lt;br /&gt;and goes back to her husband.&lt;br /&gt;When she arrives, her husband asks who was ringing the bell...&lt;br /&gt;- Our next door neighbour ...&lt;br /&gt;Did he give you the 1000 euros that I had borrowed him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON: If you share critical information with your associates, mainly regarding credits and risks, you will certainly avoid undesirable situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2: Be informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A priest is driving along the road when he sees a nun waiting at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;The priest stops and offers to take her to the next town.&lt;br /&gt;The nun accepts and puts her luggage in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;While seating, her skirt opens revealing her beautiful leg.&lt;br /&gt;When the priest notices this, he almost loses control of car.&lt;br /&gt;Once he regains control of the car,&lt;br /&gt;he does not resist the temptation and puts his hand in her leg.&lt;br /&gt;The nun looks at the priest and says: - Father, remember Psalm 129.&lt;br /&gt;The priest removes his hand quickly and apologises,&lt;br /&gt;but his eyes cannot stop staring at her leg.&lt;br /&gt;Minutes after he goes for it once again, this time putting his hand on her knee.&lt;br /&gt;-Father, the nun reiterates, remember Psalm 129 -.&lt;br /&gt;The priest removes his hand and tries to apologize:&lt;br /&gt;- Flesh is weak, sister...&lt;br /&gt;They arrive at their destination and she stares at the priest puzzled&lt;br /&gt;but manages to thank for the lift.&lt;br /&gt;The priest continues his trip and when he arrives at his destiny he runs to see what psalm 129 said:&lt;br /&gt;"Be persistent and you will find glory ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON: Be well informed on subjects related to you work or you will lose great opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 3: How to react before an unfavourable situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young guy from the city goes to the country side and decides to buy a donkey from an old farmer for 500 Euros.&lt;br /&gt;The old man agrees to deliver the animal the following day.&lt;br /&gt;When they meet, the farmer says:&lt;br /&gt;- I am sorry son, but I have some bad news.&lt;br /&gt;The donkey died.&lt;br /&gt;- OK so please give me back my money.&lt;br /&gt;- I cannot, I have already spent it.&lt;br /&gt;- Well, then give me the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;But, the donkey is dead, what are you going to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;- I am going to raffle it.&lt;br /&gt;- Are you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;How can you raffle a dead donkey?&lt;br /&gt;- Well, I am not going to say that the donkey is dead, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month later they meet again, and the farmer asks:&lt;br /&gt;What happened with the donkey?&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I raffled it.&lt;br /&gt;I sold 500 tickets for 2 Euros each and earned 998 Euros.&lt;br /&gt;- And nobody complained?&lt;br /&gt;Only the winner, so I gave his 2 Euros back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON: This it is an example of how to turn an unfavourable situation into a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A spider does not give up its job to make the net, till it succeeds..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6237510001178604470?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6237510001178604470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6237510001178604470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6237510001178604470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6237510001178604470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-this-from-website.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-3103295375826771293</id><published>2008-04-04T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:21:45.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting a little sick today.&lt;br /&gt;I got a block nose from morning till now..&lt;br /&gt;and it's terrible feelings..&lt;br /&gt;Am i gonna to fall sick ?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna take care of me ?&lt;br /&gt;Hey pretty, don't look away, maybe you can.&lt;br /&gt;Mwarks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i really tat negative in VEg pte ltd ?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys really want me to be positive in any suitations ?&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me and i will be what you all want..&lt;br /&gt;But dun regret when i'm really be positive. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua gonna hit MM by this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Who gonna say i'm not there for him ?&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to help him to reach his GOAL..&lt;br /&gt;And we will overcome even the most whelming odds to success.&lt;br /&gt;By hooks or by crooks, Joshua will be hitting his MM position by this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i will do whatever it takes to win because this is what i need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, if Joshua hit his MM position, i cannot let him down.&lt;br /&gt;I will also be aiming to hit my ME position before 10 april or even earlier.&lt;br /&gt;May god bless me.&lt;br /&gt;Mwarks. o.o''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, can you please send me the video which i've asked for you ages ago ?&lt;br /&gt;Now ice age le lehs..&lt;br /&gt;You haven send me the video.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Don't get offended by me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just that damn STRAIGHT-FORWARD. :(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: You know why does the soccer field hot when the soccer match is over ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;B'cos the fans had left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3103295375826771293?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3103295375826771293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3103295375826771293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3103295375826771293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3103295375826771293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-little-sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-448429211940290470</id><published>2008-03-29T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:41:51.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8aQ2i2UvnCE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8aQ2i2UvnCE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know where I come from&lt;br /&gt;You know my story&lt;br /&gt;You know why I'm standing here&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go&lt;br /&gt;Don't be in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to make it clear&lt;br /&gt;Make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know I've acted foolish&lt;br /&gt;But I promise you no more&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found that something&lt;br /&gt;Worth reaching for&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to lie to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to say I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;That I've finally thought it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to let your love go&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up oh no&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to win your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;That's my goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go&lt;br /&gt;You know that I need you&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe without you&lt;br /&gt;Live without you&lt;br /&gt;Be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I won't stop believing&lt;br /&gt;That we will be leaving together&lt;br /&gt;So when I say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll mean it forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to lie to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to say I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;That I've finally thought it through&lt;br /&gt;(Oh I'm ready)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to let your love go&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up oh no&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to win your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;(That's why I'm here baby)&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm here to win your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;That's my goal&lt;br /&gt;That's my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You read it, you know it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there's something only you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-448429211940290470?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-368100754695988516</id><published>2008-03-29T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T10:05:59.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best way to deal with pest is to ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala ~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMY too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If u realise it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-368100754695988516?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/368100754695988516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=368100754695988516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/368100754695988516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/368100754695988516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-way-to-deal-with-pest-is-to-ignore.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-9112773738479101265</id><published>2008-03-17T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:06:51.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired recently.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;What about you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so random.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished my training and it's time to take my first step towards success..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Are u there to support me ? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;I think i nid to change what's the image of a businessman introducing something to singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;Most singaporeans or people will think that OMG, is he going to sell me anything ?&lt;br /&gt;Will that be a scam ?&lt;br /&gt;Why does he wan to earn my money ?&lt;br /&gt;Then they dun give themselves a chance to listen what the businessman is going to say and just shoo him off..&lt;br /&gt;As a businessman, we are not there to sell u things or dare i say, earn ur money.&lt;br /&gt;We just wanted to share the knowledge of the products to you people.&lt;br /&gt;If we wanted to earn big bucks, den we can go sell illegal drugs.&lt;br /&gt;There got a bigger market and really can earn big bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Understand my point of view ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main purpose of introducing to you is to create awareness of the products.&lt;br /&gt;Examples, if you dunno what u can benefit from the products, will you buy it despite the high prices ?&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, you wont.&lt;br /&gt;Am i right ?&lt;br /&gt;Den now, i tell u wat u can benefit from the products and despite the high prices, it's still worth u buying because the product can last for 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;Now, you have the idea of the products, how long can it last and etc.&lt;br /&gt;You can decide whether u wan to buy it or not as u have a greater expose to the product.&lt;br /&gt;Correct ?&lt;br /&gt;If you couldn't even give urself a chance to listen, there's nothing to help you.&lt;br /&gt;Many will say why should i buy ur products ?&lt;br /&gt;When i fall sick, i just nid to consult the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;think twice before u made tat statement.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much u need to pay if u stay in the hospital for a day,a week or a month.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how high will the medical bills cost you ?&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;It will cost much greater than the products.&lt;br /&gt;That's why government is so concerned abt prevention is better than cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above are just few examples.&lt;br /&gt;There are so much more.&lt;br /&gt;Health is wealth.&lt;br /&gt;You dun have health, what's the point of having wealth ?&lt;br /&gt;And since you have wealth, why not invest in health ?&lt;br /&gt;Like i say earlier,&lt;br /&gt;give urself a chance to listen to facts of the products..&lt;br /&gt;and mostly, u will benefit from it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The song is just that damn GOOD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-9112773738479101265?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9112773738479101265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=9112773738479101265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9112773738479101265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9112773738479101265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/hellos-yawn-im-so-tired-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-617296031205428106</id><published>2008-03-16T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:09:38.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done with my training and i can start making appointment from tmr onwards.&lt;br /&gt;But they still nid to supervise me for another 15 appointments and 5 phone calls..&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww..&lt;br /&gt;When can i have the freedom ?&lt;br /&gt;And i nid to go down everyday to Enous lehs..&lt;br /&gt;The mrt fare isn't cheap, okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, trying to get people for tmr appointment.&lt;br /&gt;But guess wat ? I got none :(&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey..&lt;br /&gt;Must support me mahs..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting parts are during msn-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I say HELLOS ! to WY den he started to scold vuglarity at me.&lt;br /&gt;Have some self-respect.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, u not happy, i not happy den we started quarelling.&lt;br /&gt;Wat makes the matter more interesting is tat he tell ben about this.&lt;br /&gt;And tat FUCKING-Nothing-Better-To-Do ben loves to poke his nose into people's ass..&lt;br /&gt;LMAO~&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he can try poking his finger into the woman's ass who is beside him..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know tat if both of them read this, they will surely spam my tagboard..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;But who cares ?&lt;br /&gt;I have the freedom to write anything i wan.&lt;br /&gt;This is what u will get if u mess with me.&lt;br /&gt;Poking ur nose into someone's ass..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Why not kiss my ass ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FCUK ! You two are nothing just a pile of trash on the street.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rotten shit just came out from my ass and tat's both of you !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-617296031205428106?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/617296031205428106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=617296031205428106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/617296031205428106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/617296031205428106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/yeah-ive-done-with-my-training-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2916636326781769157</id><published>2008-03-15T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T10:26:37.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, went down to Enous for training again..&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be my last training session and i will be starting my own sales..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited !!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard alot of negative comments abt the company and the MLM or mlm structure..&lt;br /&gt;MLM means multi level marketing, if i'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Some says tat they got scam and what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;But in other ways, if i nv try, how would i know ?&lt;br /&gt;So what if i got scam ?&lt;br /&gt;I only lose my time and money tat spend on the fare and food.&lt;br /&gt;Other than tat, i've gained experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i'm still a 17 years old boy and in other words, i'm still young.&lt;br /&gt;There's alot of things tat i havent been exposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will really get fed up if i got cheated by the company.&lt;br /&gt;But will i be tat sway ?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;You know why does tree always strikes by lighting ?&lt;br /&gt;This is because they sway.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS ! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have already prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Get cheated jiu get cheated lorr..&lt;br /&gt;No big deal.&lt;br /&gt;But wat if i succeed in tat company ?&lt;br /&gt;Congrats me if i really succeed..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can accept failure, but i cannot accept not trying. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And of course, i'm still young.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is still a long way for me and may god bless me (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2916636326781769157?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2916636326781769157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2916636326781769157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2916636326781769157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2916636326781769157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay_15.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-6549624537200458286</id><published>2008-03-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:53:30.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting screwed up yesterday in a match..&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;First time playing full court..&lt;br /&gt;and one of my player who is in basketball team asked&lt;br /&gt;me and my friends to play a defense zone 2-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGG..&lt;br /&gt;What's tat ?&lt;br /&gt;I was like totally lost..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Den he started to explain..&lt;br /&gt;Cool..&lt;br /&gt;and I started to understand..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah !&lt;br /&gt;Thank to him,&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous when the game started..&lt;br /&gt;No confidence either..&lt;br /&gt;So many good players around me.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;So i did something todae..&lt;br /&gt;Tips to improve mental toughness..&lt;br /&gt;You see, i learn from mistakes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Always believe in yourself. If you think you can`t do it, you aren`t going to . When shooting, believe its going in and it will have a better a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A shooter needs to have confidence. One good way to give yourself confidence is to remember that two balls will fit through the hoop at a time. This gives you a large margin of error to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Strive to improve everyday... both physically and mentally. Play against players that are better than you... that´s how you get better. Learn from TV and watch instructional videos to learn even more. Never stop learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When playing against teams or players who are not quite as talented, it is important to play at YOUR best. Do not drop your level of play simply to defeat the opponent. Compete against your own personal best every time out, and try to achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Mental Rehearsal: This is almost as important as practicing the action itself. The brain patterns during mental rehearsal of an action are the same as those when preparing for the action before the motor skill is selected, so the more you mentally rehearse a shot, the quicker and easier it will be to prepare to carry out the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The main reason that players don´t perform well in games is nervousness, and the main cause of nervousness is lack of self confidence. You have to believe that you can play with the people on the court and not get intimidated. You must believe that no one on the court is better than you. Have a good attitude. Believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Pay attention to how you prepare for each game, especially when you play well. Competing in athletic contests can often be a matter of routine, and anything you can do to keep that routine similar from game to game, especially when you have played well, can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the same pre-game routines, think about the same type of things, relax but focus on the game at hand. Most importantly, learn to visualize what you are going to be doing in the game, always seeing yourself being successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see my hardwork ?&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;I really hope i can improve.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Practise practise practise..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't, someone will,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and they will be better than you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. Do you know what my New Year's resolution is going to be? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To wake up a half an hour earlier so I can love you more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6549624537200458286?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6549624537200458286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6549624537200458286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6549624537200458286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6549624537200458286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/getting-screwed-up-yesterday-in-match.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-3918670938387277617</id><published>2008-03-09T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:28:57.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally can blog le..&lt;br /&gt;Cause' i have a hard time loading this page.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out to play basketball again..&lt;br /&gt;Okayy..&lt;br /&gt;Today is the same, tmr will be the same and the day after tmr also will be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changes.&lt;br /&gt;And i really hope i will improve (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is going to carry out without HER for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO~\:&lt;br /&gt;She went for that dunno-what trip sia..&lt;br /&gt;Hope she will be safe and enjoy herself throughout the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;She's having a mood swing..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;So am i ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna swing it onto the basketball..&lt;br /&gt;wahahas..&lt;br /&gt;Poor Basketball. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, including yourself is gonna slap you.&lt;br /&gt;Because' i'm here for you all this while. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no "I" in L-O-V-E. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-3918670938387277617?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3918670938387277617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=3918670938387277617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3918670938387277617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/3918670938387277617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/hellos-finally-can-blog-le.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-835324897856460627</id><published>2008-03-07T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:15:12.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is as boring as yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Usual thing..&lt;br /&gt;Went out and play basketball..&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG..&lt;br /&gt;My kneecape start to hurt again..&lt;br /&gt;Damn painful..&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i can't really jump with a pain knee.. :(&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me something tat is so important today..&lt;br /&gt;He says : " You're losing sight of what is important in life by being so focused on success. "&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG..&lt;br /&gt;Is it really true about me ?&lt;br /&gt;But come and think again..&lt;br /&gt;Wat is more important than having success in my life,&lt;br /&gt;or dare i say, in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that having success in my life doesn't mean everything.&lt;br /&gt;But as everyone who knows me, i've been striving for success in whatever i do.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the best thing ?&lt;br /&gt;I really dun understand. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone enlightened me ?&lt;br /&gt;Don't look away, maybe YOU can.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is like war, easy to start, difficult to end and impossible to forget.&lt;/em&gt; ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-835324897856460627?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/835324897856460627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=835324897856460627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/835324897856460627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/835324897856460627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/hellos-today-is-as-boring-as-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-9014845936574212956</id><published>2008-03-06T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T07:30:38.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very tiring day for me..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, i went to bukit batok west to play basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Finally found a shelter basketball court..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid of raining days ! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 10am++ play until 5pm++ den went home..&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn tired..&lt;br /&gt;Den i went to YOUTUBE and watch the slam dunk contest 2007.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what ?&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of HER but tat's only a glance.&lt;br /&gt;More interesting is that i oso dreamt i was in NBA.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;kidding rite ?&lt;br /&gt;And i can slam dunk too..&lt;br /&gt;COOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting mad..&lt;br /&gt;Can someone help me ?&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can i do ?&lt;br /&gt;I can only secretly love you.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kinda dumb but i'm afraid i might fail again.&lt;br /&gt;If u are reading this, and i know u do, let me know if u have the same feeling towards me or not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm silly, dumb and foolish. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get my gears on and start training.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-9014845936574212956?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9014845936574212956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=9014845936574212956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9014845936574212956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/9014845936574212956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay_06.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-5454996350610121337</id><published>2008-03-05T02:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T03:00:47.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay..&lt;br /&gt;My life is as boring as yours..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, supposed to go to block 241 to play basketball&lt;br /&gt;but instead, went to queensway to play basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why (:&lt;br /&gt;Then play half-way, it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares ?&lt;br /&gt;Continue to play..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me why (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a little screwed up there..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Cause' she's back..&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me who (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr going to play basketball again..&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's not going to rain..&lt;br /&gt;May god bless me..&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Opps..&lt;br /&gt;it should be addicted to her..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad..&lt;br /&gt;no no no..&lt;br /&gt;I'm insane..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this wont last long..&lt;br /&gt;Soon, she will be gone again..&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry, i suck in relationship..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If u are not failing every now and again, it's a sign u are not doing anything innovative.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-5454996350610121337?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5454996350610121337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=5454996350610121337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5454996350610121337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/5454996350610121337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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-29881813.post-2975372263435551599</id><published>2008-02-28T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:06:27.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/R8eSnJvo-QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R4OWTJEGaxc/s1600-h/P240208_19_36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172263898386594050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/R8eSnJvo-QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R4OWTJEGaxc/s400/P240208_19_36.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no idea when this photo is being taken. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-2975372263435551599?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2975372263435551599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=2975372263435551599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2975372263435551599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/2975372263435551599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-no-idea-when-this-photo-is-being.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EnSdTXtlNCQ/R8eSnJvo-QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R4OWTJEGaxc/s72-c/P240208_19_36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29881813.post-6657520925510635339</id><published>2008-02-27T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:08:57.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats me !&lt;br /&gt;131th posts !! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not my day for playing basketball.&lt;br /&gt;I never even score a point in a match today.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL HUMILIATION ! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i realise something.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the more i played, the more i will not improve.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Kidding ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;And where is my lady luck gonna to be ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can accept failure but i cannot accept INSULTS !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29881813-6657520925510635339?l=uglycutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6657520925510635339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29881813&amp;postID=6657520925510635339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6657520925510635339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29881813/posts/default/6657520925510635339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglycutey.blogspot.com/2008/02/congrats-me-131th-posts-today-is-not-my.html' title=''/><author><name>uGly cUtey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11294814095096493828</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></feed>
