<?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-13411441</id><updated>2011-11-18T16:46:01.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest Gem: RUBY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-117499822872204093</id><published>2007-03-27T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:23:48.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Angel "ABBY"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970194858437&amp;amp;site=widget-c5.slide.com" width="350" height="262" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:350px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=1&amp;amp;id=360287970194858437&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/p1/360287970194858437/bl_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=1&amp;amp;id=360287970194858437&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/p2/360287970194858437/bl_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13411441-117499822872204093?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/117499822872204093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=117499822872204093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/117499822872204093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/117499822872204093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2007/03/our-angel-abby.html' title='Our Angel &quot;ABBY&quot;'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-114742101746666490</id><published>2006-05-12T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:03:37.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;      Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * You can only go as far as you push.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Actions speak louder than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Don't let the past hold you back; you're missing the good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Life's short. If you don't look around once in a while, you might miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * A best friend is like a four leaf clover: hard to find and lucky to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * If you think that the world means nothing, think again. You might mean the world to someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * True friendship never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Friends are forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Don't frown. You never know who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * NOBODY IS PERFECT UNTIL YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM. (Isn't that the truth?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    * Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Most people walk in and out of you life. But only True friends leave footprints in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When we look back on our younger years, we will  remember the people who went to school with us, the people who made us laugh, the people who hung out with us when nobody else would, and the  people who made our lives much better simply by being a part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There may be somebody who is thinking about you RIGHT NOW and wishing that you were around. That's the wonderful thing about friendship-you always feel loved and cared about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The most important thing to remember is... Always appreciate the friends that you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A fight may come and go very easily, but a friendship could last forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;For every second spent in anger, a minute of happiness is wasted.  So send this to your friends and let them know that you care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-114742101746666490?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/114742101746666490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=114742101746666490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114742101746666490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114742101746666490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2006/05/friendship-and-love-love-starts-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-114742095673152343</id><published>2006-05-12T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:02:36.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please read...</title><content type='html'>Touching life story.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For&lt;br /&gt;     many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's&lt;br /&gt;     showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told&lt;br /&gt;him that was all he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited&lt;br /&gt;     signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the&lt;br /&gt;morning  of his graduation his father called him into his private&lt;br /&gt;  study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine&lt;br /&gt;son, and  told him how much he loved him. He handed his son&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful   wrapped gift box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man&lt;br /&gt;     opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily,&lt;br /&gt;he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you&lt;br /&gt;give  me  a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy&lt;br /&gt;book.&lt;br /&gt;     Many years passed and the young man was very successful in&lt;br /&gt;business.&lt;br /&gt;     He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his&lt;br /&gt;     father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He&lt;br /&gt;had   not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make&lt;br /&gt;     arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had&lt;br /&gt;     passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He&lt;br /&gt;needed   to come home immediately and take care things.&lt;br /&gt;When he arrived at  his father's house, sudden sadness and&lt;br /&gt;regret filled his heart.&lt;br /&gt;     He began to search his father's important papers and&lt;br /&gt;     saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With&lt;br /&gt;tears,  he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he&lt;br /&gt;read those   words, a car key dropped from an envelope&lt;br /&gt;taped behind the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;It  had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the&lt;br /&gt;sports  car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation,&lt;br /&gt;     and the words...PAID IN FULL.&lt;br /&gt;     How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not&lt;br /&gt;     packaged as we expected?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-114742095673152343?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/114742095673152343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=114742095673152343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114742095673152343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114742095673152343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2006/05/please-read.html' title='please read...'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-114731267523048285</id><published>2006-05-11T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:57:55.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Grow Old With You"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Billy Idol (Speaking):]&lt;/i&gt; Good afternoon everyone.&lt;br /&gt;We're flying at 26,000 feet, moving&lt;br /&gt;up to thirty thousand feet, and then we've got clear skies&lt;br /&gt;all the way to Las Vegas, and right now we're bringin you some in-flight&lt;br /&gt;entertainment. One of our first-class passengers has written a song&lt;br /&gt;inspired by one of our coach passenger, and since we let our first-class&lt;br /&gt;passengers do pretty much whatever they want, here he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Robbie Hart (Singing):]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches&lt;br /&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks&lt;br /&gt;Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need you&lt;br /&gt;Feed you&lt;br /&gt;Even let ya hold the remote control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink&lt;br /&gt;I could be the man who grows old with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-114731267523048285?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/114731267523048285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=114731267523048285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114731267523048285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114731267523048285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2006/05/grow-old-with-you-billy-idol-speaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-114731153867472897</id><published>2006-05-11T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:38:58.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 0);font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Little known 'Did you know' facts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Weird facts that you would rather not know....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...It is impossible to lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Coca-Cola was originally contain cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...23% of all photocopier faults worldwide are caused by people sitting on them and photocopying their butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...In every episode of Seinfeld  there is a Superman somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...If the government has no knowledge of aliens, then why does Title 14, Section 1211 of the Code of Federal Regulations, implemented on July 16, 1969, make it illegal for U.S. citizens to have any contact with extraterrestrials or their vehicles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Wearing headphones for just an hour will increase the bacteria in your ear by 700 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...More than 50% of the people in the world have never made or received a telephone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The Eiffel Tower in Paris weighs over 1000 elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...there are actually two types of humans? The slightly larger and less intelligent kind, males, have protruding external genitalia called "penises" that are used for making important life decisions. Meanwhile, females have these nifty things called "vaginas" that no one understands yet, especially males&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?... In 1879, a mail service in Belgium employed 37 cats to carry bundles of letters to villages around the town of Liege, this experiment was shorted-lived as the cats proved thoroughly undisciplined. Just plain weird...even by my standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Did you know?... The greatest recorded number of children that have been born by one mother is  69! The poor lass gave birth to 16 pairs of twins, seven sets of triplets and a measly 4 sets of quadruplets. Even in the days before IVF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Males, on average, think about sex every 7 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?... Every 5 seconds a computer gets infected with a virus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...13% of Americans actually believe that some parts of the moon are made of cheese...yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The world's youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in 1910.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...If you could count the number of times a cricket chirps in one minute, divide by 2, add 9 and divide by 2 again, you would have the correct temperature in celcius degrees... How do they know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Fish that live more than 800 meters below the ocean surface don't have eyes. Eeewwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Hydrogen is an explosive gas. Oxygen supports combustion. Yet when these are combined it is water which is used to put out fires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Did you know?...Walt Disney's autograph bears no resemblance to the famous Disney logo he was also impotent. Bwahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...The Dutch town of Leeuwarden can be spelled 225 different ways-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leeuwaarden&lt;br /&gt;2. Leewaarden&lt;br /&gt;3. Leewarden&lt;br /&gt;4. Leuwarden&lt;br /&gt;5. leuwaardenn&lt;br /&gt;6. Leuuwarrden......&lt;br /&gt;224. Bradford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Grapes explode when you put them in the microwave. Go on, try it then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The Ramses brand condom is named after the great phaoroh Ramses II who fathered over 160 children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...Duelling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are registered blood donors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spades - King David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearts - Charlemagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clubs - Alexander the Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diamonds - Julius Caesar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...In England, the Speaker of the House is not allowed to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle; if the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died as a result of wounds recieved in battle; if the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The average chocolate bar has 8 insects' legs in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...101 Dalmatians and Peter Pan (Wendy) are the only two Disney cartoon features with both parents that are present and don't die during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...To "testify" was based on men in the Roman court swearing to a statement made by swearing on their testicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...You're most likely to win the UK's Lotto if you buy your ticket on a saturday rather than a wednesday. Because you are more likey to die before the number draw than win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?... In York, it is perfectly legal to shoot a Scotsman with a bow and arrow (except on Sundays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...On average, 90% Dutch teenagers can speak fluent English whereas only 80% American teenagers can speak fluent English. (Just incase you didnt know, English is not the first langauge of The Netherlands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...In Texas, a recently passed anticrime law requires criminals to give their victims 24 hours notice, either orally or in writing, and to explain the nature of the crime to be committed. Only in Texas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...No piece of square dry paper can be folded in half more than 7 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The people who make school kitchens, also make electric chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?... The average human eats 8 spiders in their lifetime at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?..."Stewardesses" is the longest word typed with only the left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The sentence "the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every letter in the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...1 in every 200 people are a psychopath and they look just like everyone else......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...An average human loses about 200 head hairs per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?... All the chemicals in the human body have a combined value of approximately £4.00 (6.25 Euro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...In Alaska, it is legal to shoot bears. However, waking a sleeping bear for the purpose of taking a photograph is prohibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...You are most likely to be murdered or raped by a family member or a close friend (98% of all murders). Whereas being murdered by a derranged lunatic down a dark alley is very rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Bill "Four eyes" Gates has enough money to buy every house in Alaska, greedy bastard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...Mexico City sinks about 10 inches a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open? Next time you feel a sneeze coming try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The expression "to get fired" comes from long, long ago. When clans wanted to get rid of their unwanted people without killing them used to burn their houses down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...The word 'corr' actually means 'odd' in Irish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?...Los Angeles' full name is "El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de los Angeles de Porciuncula". In English this means 'The City of Angels'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you know?...In France, a five year old child can buy an alcholic drink in a bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-114731153867472897?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/114731153867472897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=114731153867472897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114731153867472897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/114731153867472897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-112752750952591595</id><published>2005-09-24T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:05:09.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa quezon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/1307/dsci00686sp.jpg" border="0" width="1024" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-112752750952591595?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/112752750952591595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=112752750952591595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/112752750952591595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/112752750952591595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/09/sa-quezon.html' title='Sa quezon'/><author><name>victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574584416104791487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/27/19/18649172/12213095526527l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-112323667957915755</id><published>2005-08-05T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T18:16:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;BRAIN TEASERS &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No Cheating!! Let's See How Well You Do.Get A Pen And Paper And Write Down Your Answers.Once You're Done, Just Scroll Down For The Answers.And Don't Forget To Share This With Your Friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is one word in the English language that is always pronounced incorrectly. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;2. A man gave one son 10 cents and another son was given 15 cents. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;3. A boat has a ladder that has six rungs, each rung is one foot apart. The bottom rung is one foot from the water. The tide rises at 12 inches every 15 minutes. High tide peaks in one hour. When the tide is at it's highest, how many rungs are under water?&lt;br /&gt;4. There is a house with four walls. Each wall faces south. There is a window in each wall. A bear walks by one of the windows. What color is the bear?&lt;br /&gt;5. Is half of two plus two equal to two or three?&lt;br /&gt;6. There is a room. The shutters are blowing in. There is broken glass on the floor. There is water on the floor. You find Sloppy dead on the floor. Who is Sloppy? How did Sloppy die?&lt;br /&gt;7. How much dirt would be in a hole 6 feet deep and 6 feet wide that has been dug with a square edged shovel?&lt;br /&gt;8. If I were in Hawaii and dropped a bowling ball in a bucket of water which is 45 degrees F, and dropped another ball of the same weight, mass,and size in a bucket at 30 degrees F, both of them at the same time, which ball would hit the bottom of the bucket first? Same question, but the location is in Canada?&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the significance of the following: The year is 1978, thirty- four minutes past noon on May 6th.&lt;br /&gt;10. What can go up a chimney down, but can't go down a chimney up? (Hint...chim chimminy)&lt;br /&gt;11. If a farmer has 5 haystacks in one field and 4 haystacks in the other field, how many haystacks would he have if he combined them all in the center field?&lt;br /&gt;12. 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The word "incorrectly." {Almost cracked your brain, didn't you?}&lt;br /&gt;2. 1:45. The man gave away a total of 25 cents. He divided it between two people. Therefore, he gave a quarter to two.&lt;br /&gt;3. None, the boat rises with the tide. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;4. White. If all the walls face south, the house is at the North pole, and the bear, therefore, is a polar bear.&lt;br /&gt;5. Three. Well, it seems that it could almost be either, but if you follow the mathematical orders of operation, division is performed before addition. So...half of two is one. Then add two, and the answer is three.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sloppy is a (gold)fish. The wind blew the shutters in, which knocked his goldfish-bowl off the table, and it broke, killing him. {Poor Sloppy.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. None. No matter how big a hole is, it's still a hole: the absence of dirt. (And those of you who said 36 cubic feet are wrong for another reason, too. You would have needed the length measurement too. So you don't even know how much air is in the hole.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Both questions, same answer: the ball in the bucket of 45 degree F water hits the bottom of the bucket last. Did you think that the water in the 30 degree F bucket is frozen? Think again. The question said nothing about that bucket having anything in it. Therefore, there is no water (or ice) to slow the ball down...&lt;br /&gt;9. The time and month/date/year American style calendar are 12:34, 5/6/78.&lt;br /&gt;10. An umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;11. One. If he combines all of his haystacks, they all become one big stack.&lt;br /&gt;12. The temperature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-112323667957915755?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/112323667957915755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=112323667957915755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/112323667957915755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/112323667957915755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-111956701002998226</id><published>2005-06-24T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T06:50:10.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read this...</title><content type='html'>This is a list of rules that guys wished women knew...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat: if it's up put it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't cut your hair. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't make us guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to,&lt;br /&gt;expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sometimes, he's not thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;Live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He's never thinking about "The Relationship."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;7. Get rid of your cat. And no, it's not&lt;br /&gt;different, it's just like every other cat.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;8. Dogs are better than cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sunday = Sports.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Shopping is not everybody's idea of a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Anything you wear is fine. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;Use it if you must, but don't expect us to like it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15. Your brother is an idiot.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;16. Ask for what you want. Subtle hints don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. No, he doesn't know what day it is.&lt;br /&gt;He never will.&lt;br /&gt;Mark anniversaries on a calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Share the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Share the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem.&lt;br /&gt;See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Nothing says 'I love you' like sex in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Foreign films are best left to foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Check your oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Anything we said 6 or 8 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Christopher Columbus didn't need directions, and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. If you think you're fat, you probably are.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Yes, pissing standing up is more difficult than peeing&lt;br /&gt;from point blank range. We're bound to miss sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Don't fake it. We'd rather be ineffective than deceived.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;30. If you don't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls,&lt;br /&gt;don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;31. Let us ogle. If we don't look at other women,&lt;br /&gt;how can we know how pretty you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Don't rub the lamp if you don't want the genie to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. You can either ask us to do something OR&lt;br /&gt;tell us how you want it done-not both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Women wearing Wonder bras and low-cut blouses lose their&lt;br /&gt;right to complain about having their boobs stared at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Don't make 50 rules when 35 will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111956701002998226?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111956701002998226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111956701002998226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111956701002998226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111956701002998226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/read-this_24.html' title='read this...'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-111931859620588585</id><published>2005-06-21T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T09:49:57.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAppy Monthsary!</title><content type='html'>MArami na tayo napagdaanan, 25 months na.. Alam ko na magiging strong pa tayo para kahit marami pa tayong dadaanan eh makakayanan natin.  Salamat sa pag-intindi sa akin at salamat dahil lagi kang nandyan para sa akin. Pasensya na kung hindi ako sensitive sa mga gusto mo, basta lagi mo tatandaan na nandito lang din ako para sayo. Huwag mo i-compare sarili mo sa iba dahil ikaw lang ang honey ko. Mahal kita honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111931859620588585?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111931859620588585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111931859620588585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111931859620588585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111931859620588585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-monthsary.html' title='HAppy Monthsary!'/><author><name>victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574584416104791487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/27/19/18649172/12213095526527l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-111930812964791588</id><published>2005-06-21T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T06:55:29.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy monthsary ney</title><content type='html'>hi honey! just want to greet you happy monthsary! Sana maging strong tayo lalo. cyangapala, dun sa nagcomment, thanks! mind your own business! inggit ka siguro. patama sayo yung sinabi mo... HAHAHA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111930812964791588?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111930812964791588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111930812964791588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111930812964791588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111930812964791588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-monthsary-ney.html' title='happy monthsary ney'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-111846609799247686</id><published>2005-06-11T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T13:01:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lang!</title><content type='html'>hay naku! natapos na naman ang isang week. sad to say, di maganda psok ng weekend para sa kin. ang hirap pala nun noh? yung tipong pag may kailangan na kailangan kang tao, kaso yung tao na yun kailangan mo pa ipagsiksikan sarili mo, diba di naman pwede yun. na sa lahat ng pupuntahan nya di ka maisama unless lang na mag-insist ako. Oh life! pero ok lang nsanay na din ako. sabi nya di naman totoo pro di naman ako makaramdam ng way na ginagawa nya pra di ko maramdaman yun. wel, siguro ganun talaga. merong instance na mahal na mahal mo ang isang tao pero ung level ng pagmamahal nya ang layo. HAY! ang lungkot sa pa sa office! buti na lang di ako nasama sa natanggal kasi pag nagkataon sobrang awa na mararamdaman ko ngayon. till next post na lang ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111846609799247686?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111846609799247686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111846609799247686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111846609799247686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111846609799247686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/wala-lang.html' title='wala lang!'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-111799705455962697</id><published>2005-06-06T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T02:44:14.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance Mathematics</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width="100%"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/fpt/rm0204.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; Smart man + smart woman = romance&lt;br /&gt;Smart man + dumb woman = affair&lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + smart woman = marriage&lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/afa/calculator_numbers_scrolling_sm_wht.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; SHOPPING MATH&lt;br /&gt;A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.&lt;br /&gt;A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/afa/calculator_numbers_scrolling_sm_wht.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; GENERAL EQUATIONS &amp; STATISTICS&lt;br /&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.&lt;br /&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;br /&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/afa/calculator_numbers_scrolling_sm_wht.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot&lt;br /&gt;and love him a little.&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot&lt;br /&gt;and not try understand her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/afa/calculator_numbers_scrolling_sm_wht.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; MEMORY&lt;br /&gt;Any married man should forget his mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;there's no use in two people remembering the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/afa/calculator_numbers_scrolling_sm_wht.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; APPEARANCE&lt;br /&gt;Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Women somehow deteriorate through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/afa/calculator_numbers_scrolling_sm_wht.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; PROPENSITY TO CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/afa/calculator_numbers_scrolling_sm_wht.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts03.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/hearts02.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;   &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE&lt;br /&gt;A woman has the last word in any argument.&lt;br /&gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/images/couple_09.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111799705455962697?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111799705455962697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111799705455962697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111799705455962697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111799705455962697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/romance-mathematics.html' title='Romance Mathematics'/><author><name>victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574584416104791487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/27/19/18649172/12213095526527l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-111799608354882247</id><published>2005-06-06T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T02:28:03.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Honey!</title><content type='html'>Wow, ang ganda na ng blog natin ney.. Galingan mo ney ha.. Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111799608354882247?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111799608354882247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111799608354882247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111799608354882247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111799608354882247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/hi-honey.html' title='Hi Honey!'/><author><name>victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574584416104791487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/27/19/18649172/12213095526527l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-111795354306908745</id><published>2005-06-05T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T14:39:03.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you HOney...</title><content type='html'>Three Hershey kisses for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img300.echo.cx/img300/8910/kisses0xn.gif" border="0" width="49" alt=" " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img300.echo.cx/img300/8910/kisses0xn.gif" border="0" width="49" alt=" " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img300.echo.cx/img300/8910/kisses0xn.gif" border="0" width="49" alt=" " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img300.echo.cx/img300/3333/ihopethismakesyousmile1be.gif" border="0" width="490" alt="This is for you" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU HONEY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111795354306908745?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111795354306908745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111795354306908745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111795354306908745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111795354306908745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-for-you-honey_05.html' title='This is for you HOney...'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13411441.post-111795130548820731</id><published>2005-06-05T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T14:01:45.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read this...</title><content type='html'>PARTNERS AND MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never met a man who didn't want to be loved. But I have seldom&lt;br /&gt;met a man who didn't fear marriage. Something about the closure seems&lt;br /&gt;constricting, not enabling. Marriage seems easier to understand for what it cuts out of our lives than for what it makes possible within our lives. When I was younger this fear immobilized me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not want to make a mistake. I saw my friends get married for&lt;br /&gt;reasons of social acceptability, or sexual fever, or just because they thought it was the logical thing to do. Then I watched, as they and their partners became embittered and petty in their dealings with each other. I looked at older couples and saw, at best, mutual toleration of each other. I imagined a lifetime of loveless nights and bickering days and could not imagine subjecting myself or someone else to such a fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, on rare occasions, I would see old couples who somehow  seemed to glow in each other's presence. They seemed really in love, not just dependent upon each other and tolerant of each other's foibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an astounding sight, and it seemed impossible. How, I asked&lt;br /&gt;myself, can they have survived so many years of sameness, so much&lt;br /&gt;irritation at the others habits? What keeps love alive in them, when&lt;br /&gt;most of us seem unable to even stay together, much less love each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The central secret seems to be in choosing well. There is something to the claim of fundamental compatibility. Good people can create a bad relationship, even though they both dearly want the relationship to succeed. It is important to find someone with whom you can create a good relationship from the outset. Unfortunately, it is hard to see clearly in the early stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual hunger draws you to each other and colors the way you see&lt;br /&gt;yourselves together. It blinds you to the thousands of little things by which relationships eventually survive or fail. You need to find a way&lt;br /&gt;to see beyond this initial overwhelming sexual fascination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people choose to involve themselves sexually and ride out the most heated period of sexual attraction in order to see what is on the other side. This can work, but it can also leave a trail of wounded hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others deny the sexual side altogether in an attempt to get to know each other apart from their sexuality. But they cannot see clearly, because the presence of unfulfilled sexual desire looms so large that it keeps them from having any normal perception of what life would be like together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truly lucky people are the ones who manage to become long-time&lt;br /&gt;friends before they realize they are attracted to each other. They get to know each other's laughs, passions, sadness, and fears. They see each other at their worst and at their best. They share time together before they get swept up into the entangling intimacy of their sexuality. This is the ideal, but not often possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fall under the spell of your sexual attraction immediately, you need to look beyond it for other keys to compatibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these is laughter. Laughter tells you how much you will enjoy&lt;br /&gt;each other's company over the long term. If your laughter together is&lt;br /&gt;good and healthy, and not at the expense of others, then you have a&lt;br /&gt;healthy relationship to the world. Laughter is the child of surprise. If you can make each other laugh, you can always surprise each other. And if you can always surprise each other, you can always keep the world around you new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of a relationship in which there is no laughter. Even the most&lt;br /&gt;intimate relationships based only on seriousness have a tendency to turn sour. Over time, sharing a common serious viewpoint on the world tends to turn you against those who do not share the same viewpoint, and your relationship can become based on being critical together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After laughter, look for a partner who deals with the world in a way you respect. When two people first get together, they tend to see their relationship as existing only in the space between the two of them. They find each other endlessly fascinating, and the overwhelming power of the&lt;br /&gt;emotions they are sharing obscures the outside world. As the&lt;br /&gt;relationship ages and grows, the outside world becomes important again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your partner treats people or circumstances in a way you cant accept, you will inevitably come to grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the way she cares for others and deals with the daily affairs of life. If that makes you love her more, your love will grow. If it does not, be careful. If you do not respect the way you each deal with the&lt;br /&gt;world around you, eventually the two of you will not respect each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look also at how your partner confronts the mysteries of life. We live on the cusp of poetry and practicality, and the real life of the heart resides in the poetic. If one of you is deeply affected by the mystery of the unseen in life and relationships, while the other is drawn only to the literal and the practical, you must take care that the distance does not become an unbridgeable gap that leaves you each feeling isolated and misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other keys, but you must find them by yourself. We all&lt;br /&gt;have unchangeable parts of our hearts that we will not betray and&lt;br /&gt;private commitments to a vision of life that we will not deny. If you&lt;br /&gt;fall in love with someone who cannot nourish those inviolable parts of you, or if you cannot nourish them in her, you will find yourselves growing further apart until you live in separate worlds where you share the Business of life, but never touch each other where the heart lives and dreams. From there it is only a small leap to the cataloging of petty hurts and daily failures that leaves so many couples bitter and unsatisfied with their mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So choose carefully and well. If you do, you will have chosen a partner&lt;br /&gt;with whom you can grow, and then the real miracle of marriage can take&lt;br /&gt;place in your hearts. I pick my words carefully when I speak of a&lt;br /&gt;miracle. But I think it is not too strong a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a miracle in marriage. It is called transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformation is one of the most common events of nature. The seed&lt;br /&gt;becomes the flower. The cocoon becomes the butterfly. Winter becomes&lt;br /&gt;spring and love becomes a child. We never question these, because we see them around us every day. To us they are not miracles, though if we did not know them they would be impossible to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a transformation we choose to make. Our love is planted like a seed, and in time it begins to flower. We cannot know the flower thatwill blossom, but we can be sure that a bloom will come. If you have chosen carefully and wisely, the bloom will be good. If you have chosen poorly or for the wrong reason, the bloom will be flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are quite willing to accept the reality of negative transformation in&lt;br /&gt;a marriage. It was negative transformation that always had me terrified&lt;br /&gt;of the bitter marriages that I feared when I was younger. It never&lt;br /&gt;occurred to me to question the dark miracle that transformed love into harshness and bitterness. Yet I was unable to accept the possibility that the first heat of love could be transformed into something positive that was&lt;br /&gt;actually deeper and more meaningful than the heat of fresh passion. All I could believe in was the power of this passion and the fear that when it cooled I would be left with something lesser and bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is positive transformation as well. Like negative&lt;br /&gt;transformation, it results from a slow accretion of little things. But instead of death by a thousand blows, it is growth by a thousand touches of love. Two histories intermingle. Two separate beings, two separate presences, two separate consciousnesses come together and share a view of life that passes before them. They remain separate, but they also become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an expansion of awareness, not a closure and constriction, as I had once feared. This is not to say that there is no tension and there are no traps. Tension and traps are part of every choice of life, from celibate to monogamous to having multiple lovers. Each choice contains within it the lingering doubt that the road not Taken somehow more fruitful and exciting, and each becomes dulled to the richness that it alone contains. But only marriage allows life to deepen and expand and be leavened by the knowledge that two have chosen, against all odds, to become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who live together without marriage can know the pleasure of shared company, but there is a specific gravity in the marriage commitment that deepens that experience into something richer and more complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do not fear marriage, just as you should not rush into it for the&lt;br /&gt;wrong reasons. It is an act of faith and it contains within it the power of transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in your heart that you have found someone with whom you are able to grow, if you have sufficient faith that you can resist the endless attraction of the road not taken and the Partner not chosen, if you have the strength of heart to embrace the cycles and seasons that your love will experience, then you may be ready to seek the miracle&lt;br /&gt;that marriage offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, then wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easy grace of a marriage well made is worth your patience. When the&lt;br /&gt;time comes, a thousand flowers will bloom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13411441-111795130548820731?l=sweetruby21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/feeds/111795130548820731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13411441&amp;postID=111795130548820731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111795130548820731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13411441/posts/default/111795130548820731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetruby21.blogspot.com/2005/06/read-this.html' title='read this...'/><author><name>Ruby Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07901561964693696333</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-13411441.post-111794830709400917</id><published>2005-06-05T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T13:11:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's our 2nd year ANNIVERSARY!!!</title><content type='html'>some of our pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa popstar sa SM Manila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img215.echo.cx/img215/7075/dsci00720ao.jpg" border="0" width="1024" alt="sweet namin" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img215.echo.cx/img215/2508/dsci00619ex.jpg" border="0" width="1024" alt="MY HONEY" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img215.echo.cx/my.php?image=dsci00563hu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img215.echo.cx/img215/4278/dsci00563hu.th.jpg" border="0" alt="wow! 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