<?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-6075360746136025391</id><updated>2012-02-14T22:18:00.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TEDDY BEAR</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is dedicated to my beloved husband.Without you my life is meaningless .  I love you Teddy Bear!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-6014342808316145549</id><published>2008-06-29T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T06:54:39.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for not writing for a very looooong time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SGeRs-6RsPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/M9KBb882v4o/s1600-h/artist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217298895319707890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SGeRs-6RsPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/M9KBb882v4o/s400/artist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Due to my busy working life, i was forced to abandon my blog for a very looonnng time. Honestly, i really hate to do this. But my boss is a witch that love to make everyone's life miserable . . .  believe me... I'm not making this up but almost everyone in the office want to transfer . . . Sometimes, we alwayz pray that she might get sick for a very long time. . . It sound bad but I'm bet you gonna say the same thing if you be with her for a week . . . hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Back to my teddy bear story, my teddy bear has become a very talented artist last week. Why? He helped me paint our feature walls and hang some pictures that i bought in IKEA and our graduation pictures. Decorating my house make me happy and reduce my stress level. . . FYI, i'm in the process of buying this house...so, better start decorating it now . . . and teddy seems to be enjoying doing it...unbelievable... but..thanx a million my hubby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SGeRsn6R3sI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hyyqSyTB4Pg/s1600-h/beauty+n+the+beast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217298889145704130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SGeRsn6R3sI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hyyqSyTB4Pg/s400/beauty+n+the+beast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On the 27th June, we manages to watched Beauty and The Beast Musical Theater with an old friend. It was nice but i do missed the old story... not the one that Disney directed. Watching the theater reminds me of an old time during our matriculation where i acted as the beast in our class short movies " Handsome and the beast". It was really a very nice and memorable things in my life. I missed everyone now . . I wish my life can be better as before. . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;See you in my next post..I hope it will be soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-6014342808316145549?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6014342808316145549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=6014342808316145549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6014342808316145549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6014342808316145549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-for-not-writing-for-very-looooong.html' title='Sorry for not writing for a very looooong time'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SGeRs-6RsPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/M9KBb882v4o/s72-c/artist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-6279054463579692529</id><published>2008-04-13T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:42:32.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming teddy bear's old computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SALuPj0kalI/AAAAAAAAAUk/eP_r_jMsNaY/s1600-h/workstation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188971671765412434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SALuPj0kalI/AAAAAAAAAUk/eP_r_jMsNaY/s400/workstation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Last saturday, we went to teddy bear's candy shop to collect his motherboard. Teddy bear received a new motherboard since the old one can't be repaired by the factory in Korea. Teddy bear seems very happy to play with his new PC and almost forget about my "blue". With the new lcd monitor he bought earlier, i bet he gonna spend every minutes at nite in his WOW world. However, good news for me that now I can spend more time with my laptop and update this blog more frequently. The bad new for me, we have less time going out. Oh ya, teddy bear is already at level 52. Only 5 levels behind his friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SALsCD0kakI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mPOrEE0ESNA/s1600-h/working+mrs+teddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188969240813922882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SALsCD0kakI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mPOrEE0ESNA/s400/working+mrs+teddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My working life just started and i think i will like this job . . . hopefully. eventhough i have millions of thing to learn but i like the challenges. New job environment and new tasks everyday. The most important thing, more time to spend with teddy bear in the car - where he will give 110% attention to what I'm saying. Hehehehehe . Eventhough a lot of bad things happened to me lately, i think there will be alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-6279054463579692529?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6279054463579692529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=6279054463579692529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6279054463579692529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6279054463579692529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcoming-teddy-bears-old-computer.html' title='Welcoming teddy bear&apos;s old computer'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/SALuPj0kalI/AAAAAAAAAUk/eP_r_jMsNaY/s72-c/workstation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-8068099723482127829</id><published>2008-04-03T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:58:11.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with old pal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WV-b4eVkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/W-SwIvL-Ohs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185215445856048706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WV-b4eVkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/W-SwIvL-Ohs/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WV-b4eVmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/W-xzwpBdNnM/s1600-h/images2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185215445856048738" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="103" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WV-b4eVmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/W-xzwpBdNnM/s400/images2.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last saturday, despite of teddy bear busy schedule, we manage to have our lunch at our favourite dim sum restaurant with one of our best friend. She and her colleague just arrived from Melaka a day before. Honestly, i havent seen her for a long long time... maybe more than 2 years . . . And i really glad to spend some time with her . . . enjoying the food and flashing back our sweet memories .  . . Its hard for me to find a teddy bear pictures that can represent my "groovie" friend . . . so, i sacrifice mrs teddy bear new picture and include it here. Yeah, i think this picture is really similar with her . . . It reminds me about her short turqouis skirt . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was not  a very happy day to my beloved teddy bear. He had some problems with his friend. As i told him before, he must clarify the situation before it getting worse. Teddy bear soft hearted always make him sad and angry. I think its about time for him to be strong and fight for your rights. Don't let others bullies you!!! Positive working environment plus team work will make your day bright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, i received a cute pictures of dolls . . . It is really cute and i bet you can't tell wheteher is it real babies or toys . . .  So , enjoy this picture below. . . Oh, i wish i can have a cute babies like this in the future . . . Can't wait for it to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WV-r4eVnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aGTewtOR0iE/s1600-h/baby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185215450151016050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="235" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WV-r4eVnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aGTewtOR0iE/s400/baby.bmp" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-8068099723482127829?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8068099723482127829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=8068099723482127829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8068099723482127829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8068099723482127829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/04/lunch-with-old-pal.html' title='Lunch with old pal'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WV-b4eVkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/W-SwIvL-Ohs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-7718662913241429540</id><published>2008-03-23T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T06:15:53.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky to have teddy bear beside me . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXWb4eVfI/AAAAAAAAATU/RPHn9z4bwOg/s1600-h/sad+mrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180924464289699314" style="CURSOR: hand" height="118" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXWb4eVfI/AAAAAAAAATU/RPHn9z4bwOg/s400/sad+mrs.jpg" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXWr4eVgI/AAAAAAAAATc/OwIckrhUoUU/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180924468584666626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXWr4eVgI/AAAAAAAAATc/OwIckrhUoUU/s400/sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week were really bad for me . . i felt unwanted...not welcomed at my new ministry . . . Everyone seems to have their own way to do things . . . not much communications even i'm their new boss . . . I really wish i had accept my previous boss offer to go to her ministry. Maybe there, i will much more appreciated . . . she works with me before and knows my reputation well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just to cheer me up, teddy bear brought me to a japanese restaurant with his 2 other friends and had our dinner there. The food were amazingly delicious and can't wait to go there again. The food offered were really worth it compare to the price they charged you . . . However, i had a stomach ache in the afternoon and it does spoiled my appetite a little bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXW74eViI/AAAAAAAAATs/X6nQkZNBDKQ/s1600-h/saisaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180924472879633954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXW74eViI/AAAAAAAAATs/X6nQkZNBDKQ/s400/saisaki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXW74eVhI/AAAAAAAAATk/uOrFaKhwO7s/s1600-h/saisaki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180924472879633938" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" height="111" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXW74eVhI/AAAAAAAAATk/uOrFaKhwO7s/s400/saisaki2.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-7718662913241429540?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7718662913241429540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=7718662913241429540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7718662913241429540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7718662913241429540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/03/lucky-to-have-teddy-bear-beside-me.html' title='Lucky to have teddy bear beside me . . .'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R-ZXWb4eVfI/AAAAAAAAATU/RPHn9z4bwOg/s72-c/sad+mrs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-8898404080174718741</id><published>2008-03-16T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T06:56:11.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My working life just started</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R90lLCdELRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nM8NuxoEoC0/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178336018113506578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R90lLCdELRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nM8NuxoEoC0/s400/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Monday, i was asked to report duty to my new ministry which related to women, family and community development. The minstry is not as huge as my previous one. unfortunately for me... there is no post for me at the moment. i spend most of my time last week at the library. Sooo bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since my new office is just nearby teddy bear office, we go to office together. Its like heaven for me... Not driving and can spend more time with him... The bad part is..has to wake up earlier in the morning and facing the worst traffic condition!! So, from today onwards please expect less post in this blog...how ever , i will share lots of teddy bear stories whenever i can . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/s: found a very nice hand bag today . . . its sooo nice but sooo expensive... make me think twice to buy it.Teddy bear offer to pay it for me but i still can make up my mind. Its braun buffel hand bag . . . the pictures below are the hand bag that i'm dying for... but i'm not sure which one coz it look almost the same for me . . while surfing their website... i just realised that this brand do have a very nice collection fo handbag . . . honestly, i never went to their shop or boutique because of the price . . . mayeb when i get my thesis allowance, i'll buy it . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R90l1idELSI/AAAAAAAAATE/1BSPTBXo390/s1600-h/bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178336748257946914" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="279" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R90l1idELSI/AAAAAAAAATE/1BSPTBXo390/s400/bag.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R90mpidELTI/AAAAAAAAATM/R3P8hZLboD8/s1600-h/bag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178337641611144498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R90mpidELTI/AAAAAAAAATM/R3P8hZLboD8/s400/bag2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-8898404080174718741?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8898404080174718741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=8898404080174718741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8898404080174718741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8898404080174718741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-working-life-just-started.html' title='My working life just started'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R90lLCdELRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nM8NuxoEoC0/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5452167599665638421</id><published>2008-03-06T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T07:32:34.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bear is backkkk!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R9ALEMqttMI/AAAAAAAAASY/NyciAqnIyA8/s1600-h/cute5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174648138596463810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R9ALEMqttMI/AAAAAAAAASY/NyciAqnIyA8/s400/cute5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm so happy today becoz finally teddy bear is here with me again . . . Now, i can have a long nice sleep at nite and of coz share lots of stories with him . . . To welcome him back, i cooked a special dinner for him but still can be considered healthy . . . Teddy bear seems to like it . . . My poor teddy bear seems to be very tired today... He sleep like a baby. . Gud nite teddy bear and sweat dreams . . . I wish he's not working tommorrow . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R9ALnMqttNI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q9U62crqKFs/s1600-h/cradle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174648739891885266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R9ALnMqttNI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q9U62crqKFs/s400/cradle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some of my friends asked me...if i ever bored to be with him every day...24 hours and 7 days a week . . . My honest answer and with any hesitation . . . NO ... i never feel bored with my teddy bear . . . we know each other for more than 10 years... 14 years to be exact and we still like friends . . . We share everything and learn how to accept others' weaknesses . . . We do had our bad moments but what a marriage be without it . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s: Did anyone realised that mrs teddy bear's  new image? Hehehe . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5452167599665638421?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5452167599665638421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5452167599665638421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5452167599665638421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5452167599665638421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/03/teddy-bear-is-backkkk.html' title='Teddy bear is backkkk!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R9ALEMqttMI/AAAAAAAAASY/NyciAqnIyA8/s72-c/cute5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-7090725182296171246</id><published>2008-03-04T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:17:20.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song for my far away teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one of my favourite song and it always reminds me to teddy bear... Enjoy the lyrics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I  ???&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get through the night without you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I had to live without you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What kind of life would that be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, I I need you in my arms, need you to hold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're my world, my heart, my soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you ever leave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby you would take away everything good in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tell me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I live without you? I want to know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I breathe without you? If you ever go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I ever, ever survive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There'd be no sun in my sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There would be no love in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There'd be no world left for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I,Baby I don't know what I would do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd be lost if I lost you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you ever leave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby you would take away everything real in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tell me now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I live without you? I want to know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I breathe without you?If you ever go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I ever, ever survive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please tell me baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I go on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you ever leave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby you would take away everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need you with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby don't you know  that you're everything, Real in my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tell me now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I live without you,I want to know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I breathe without you?If you ever go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I ever, ever survive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I live without you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I live without you baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-7090725182296171246?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7090725182296171246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=7090725182296171246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7090725182296171246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7090725182296171246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/03/song-for-my-far-away-teddy-bear.html' title='A song for my far away teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-2810866559155029436</id><published>2008-03-04T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:16:13.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bear is out again. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R80R7M4ClFI/AAAAAAAAASA/EVzrdm3huiI/s1600-h/hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173811255684797522" style="CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R80R7M4ClFI/AAAAAAAAASA/EVzrdm3huiI/s400/hospital.jpg" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R80R7s4ClGI/AAAAAAAAASI/oE-0TAjM-Ew/s1600-h/hospital2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173811264274732130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R80R7s4ClGI/AAAAAAAAASI/oE-0TAjM-Ew/s400/hospital2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Teddy bear is away for few days starting today . . . he has to visit a site in a hospital situated at east part of malaysia, terengganu. He'll be going for 3 days . . . Since I'm so free now without any asigment...no job to be done . . . i bet i'm gonna miss him very much . . . this make me thinking to adopt a cute kitten. I saw this cute picture of grey kitten ... .sooooooooo cute and it make my desire stronger . . . even though a kitten can't replace a teddy bear, at least i wont be alone . . . hehehhe ... hmmm... i wonder if teddy bear will allow me to have 1 cute kitten . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R80R784ClHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AkayxjHK_E0/s1600-h/311127873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173811268569699442" style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="137" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R80R784ClHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AkayxjHK_E0/s400/311127873.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-2810866559155029436?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2810866559155029436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=2810866559155029436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2810866559155029436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2810866559155029436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/03/teddy-bear-is-out-again.html' title='Teddy bear is out again. . .'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R80R7M4ClFI/AAAAAAAAASA/EVzrdm3huiI/s72-c/hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5517982489055436243</id><published>2008-03-02T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T08:39:39.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming my new nephew . ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8rXDIX3HbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qrXHB96xlzA/s1600-h/babyboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173183570775580082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8rXDIX3HbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qrXHB96xlzA/s400/babyboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, teddy bear and I went to visit our best friend who just had a baby boy... He's a friend than will do anything for you and can be a shoulder to cry on . . . Our friendship started 10 years ago and i hope it will continues forever . . . Actually the baby is almost 2 months now . . . he is sooo cute and has his father face . . . So for my new nephew Luqman Nas, welcome to our family and be a good boy.... and your auntie is here for you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As usual, the visit make my heart uncomfortable . . . i really want a cute baby no matter its a boy or girl with my beloved teddy bear . . . My life will be complete with our chidren . . .It has been 5 years and the pain sometimes is unbearable. With all the pressures surounding our life, i really hoping for miracle this year. Yeah, maybe God has His plan for me and teddy bear. . .but society can be very cruel sometimes . . . so my wish for this year is to have our own baby . . . others are not very important for me . . . So, please pray for me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5517982489055436243?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5517982489055436243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5517982489055436243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5517982489055436243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5517982489055436243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcoming-my-new-nephew.html' title='Welcoming my new nephew . ..'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8rXDIX3HbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qrXHB96xlzA/s72-c/babyboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4102685323971294624</id><published>2008-02-26T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T07:45:59.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bear new lcd monitor . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8QzgXlXAWI/AAAAAAAAARo/CNAynqn0qPk/s1600-h/computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171314903307714914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8QzgXlXAWI/AAAAAAAAARo/CNAynqn0qPk/s400/computer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8QzgXlXAXI/AAAAAAAAARw/oPwdy5gNVmg/s1600-h/monitor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171314903307714930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8QzgXlXAXI/AAAAAAAAARw/oPwdy5gNVmg/s400/monitor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last saturday while i'm busy with my exam and training, teddy bear went to his "candy shop" and bought a new lcd monitor. I'm glad that now he can play with better view and can catch up with his friends. Since last year he want to buy the thing. Unfortunately for him, at the same time his new motherboard got some problem and need to be sent to the factory. It will take almost a month to get it back. So, teddy bear need to play his WOW with old pc but new monitor... poor teddy bear!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya...next week teddy bear will start travelling again... i wish i can follow him . . . maybe next time lor . . .   I need a new project while he's away ... if not i'm going to be bored for few days . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;any idea?? hmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-4102685323971294624?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4102685323971294624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4102685323971294624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4102685323971294624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4102685323971294624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/02/teddy-bear-new-lcd-monitor.html' title='Teddy bear new lcd monitor . . .'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8QzgXlXAWI/AAAAAAAAARo/CNAynqn0qPk/s72-c/computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4975353448285557779</id><published>2008-02-24T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:29:09.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its finally over..congrates to myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8JtCnlXAPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/rSpeNEA1Z0E/s1600-h/cute3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170815213927596274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8JtCnlXAPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/rSpeNEA1Z0E/s400/cute3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As for today...i already completed my mba requirements.... for the last two weeks...life was almost like disaster to me....and of course to my teddy bear.... I'm so occupied with my study... to complete my theses and final exam . . . I can't sleep and have no time to entertained teddy bear . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;To my beloved teddy bear, thankx for being so understanding eventhough sometime you did challenge my patience. Now its all over... and my working life will start soon... I really wish i gonna get a ministry with great environment and good bosses. I still can't forget all my stupid male bosses had done to me previously...no more male boss for me!! Just can't stand stupid and arrogant boss . . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8JtDHlXAQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bERRciZqaZo/s1600-h/thankx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170815222517530882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8JtDHlXAQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bERRciZqaZo/s400/thankx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8JtDXlXARI/AAAAAAAAARA/A_YR5T1tqCA/s1600-h/tedy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170815226812498194" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="128" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8JtDXlXARI/AAAAAAAAARA/A_YR5T1tqCA/s400/tedy.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-4975353448285557779?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4975353448285557779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4975353448285557779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4975353448285557779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4975353448285557779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-finally-overcongrates-to-myself.html' title='Its finally over..congrates to myself...'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R8JtCnlXAPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/rSpeNEA1Z0E/s72-c/cute3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-1739613031327879150</id><published>2008-02-22T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:07:34.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7_FtnlXANI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gz84JyQbhRM/s1600-h/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170068284755083474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7_FtnlXANI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gz84JyQbhRM/s400/bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7_FuHlXAOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/l1jR3jJOT8E/s1600-h/bed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170068293345018082" style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" height="80" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7_FuHlXAOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/l1jR3jJOT8E/s400/bed2.jpg" width="111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Flash news!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last nite, our new wooden king size bed had arrived... it was soo huge and i feel so far away form my teddy bear... Teddy bear seems to love the bed very much... and he now has a side table to put all his stuff inside there . . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-1739613031327879150?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1739613031327879150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=1739613031327879150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1739613031327879150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1739613031327879150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-new-bed.html' title='Our new bed'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7_FtnlXANI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gz84JyQbhRM/s72-c/bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-8701126100696754415</id><published>2008-02-18T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T07:50:22.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for my teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7mnXnlXAKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ihjpHxYBWrE/s1600-h/arylpr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168346071588864162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7mnXnlXAKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ihjpHxYBWrE/s400/arylpr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As everyone is talking about the general election . . . i think that my teddy bear should also be one of the candidate .. .. in order to retain the cuteness and hapiness in the teddy bear kingdom ....vote for my teddy bear!! You know is cute and full of teddy bearness . . . and lots of love to share... why choose others? hehehheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Any other bears out there dare to contest him?? Panda or grizzly bear perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7mo_HlXAMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-Rg9PoA0zm8/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168347849705324738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7mo_HlXAMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-Rg9PoA0zm8/s400/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOTE FOR TEDDY BEAR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just imagine if my teddy bear is really involves in politics . . . I think I'm gonna be the most unhappy person in this world to share his attention and time with hundreds even thousand of people . . . . Thats the main reason why i married him not a piliticians.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-8701126100696754415?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8701126100696754415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=8701126100696754415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8701126100696754415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8701126100696754415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/02/vote-for-my-teddy-bear.html' title='Vote for my teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7mnXnlXAKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ihjpHxYBWrE/s72-c/arylpr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5956370986825681326</id><published>2008-02-14T05:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:43:03.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IS IN THE AIR . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7UmJnlXAII/AAAAAAAAAP4/VXk0ZlG18AY/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167078094163869826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7UmJnlXAII/AAAAAAAAAP4/VXk0ZlG18AY/s400/valentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7UmJ3lXAJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/j_bYo2hw1II/s1600-h/valentines2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167078098458837138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7UmJ3lXAJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/j_bYo2hw1II/s400/valentines2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE ESPECIALLY MY TEDDY BEAR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/s: had problem with this blog since yesterday...so sorry for the late wish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5956370986825681326?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5956370986825681326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5956370986825681326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5956370986825681326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5956370986825681326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='LOVE IS IN THE AIR . . .'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7UmJnlXAII/AAAAAAAAAP4/VXk0ZlG18AY/s72-c/valentine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-6329867986871069892</id><published>2008-02-11T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T08:29:08.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is running out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7B3KnlXACI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x85MnSYcja8/s1600-h/busy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165759796902035490" style="CURSOR: hand" height="143" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7B3KnlXACI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x85MnSYcja8/s400/busy.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7B3K3lXADI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/2Bc27D6y4rc/s1600-h/129516304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165759801197002802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7B3K3lXADI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/2Bc27D6y4rc/s400/129516304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are millions of story i would like to share with you about teddy bear..he's latest news... how ever, time is running damn short for me... got to submit my thesis 22nd Feb... and before that i have a final exam.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please wait till all this disaster ended and i will update about my teddy bear activities here...&lt;br /&gt;Wish me millions of luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-6329867986871069892?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6329867986871069892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=6329867986871069892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6329867986871069892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6329867986871069892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-is-running-out.html' title='Time is running out'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R7B3KnlXACI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x85MnSYcja8/s72-c/busy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-3929987314856510715</id><published>2008-01-30T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:17:06.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you teddy bear!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R6Cv-3g_s8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/U6wHndwgMnE/s1600-h/thank+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161318667555681218" style="WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="125" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R6Cv-3g_s8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/U6wHndwgMnE/s400/thank+you.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To my beloved teddy beddy hubby honey,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you "beary" much!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you soooo much!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R6Cv_Hg_s9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/zysuh3N22F0/s1600-h/thank+you2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161318671850648530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="134" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R6Cv_Hg_s9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/zysuh3N22F0/s400/thank+you2.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for being the heart of my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harboring me in the arms of your love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anchoring me in the rock of your faith,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Needing me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I not be in vain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing me well, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet loving me still. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the island I've found in my sea,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ocean I dwell in and deep where I dive,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unfailing heaven and passionate earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-3929987314856510715?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3929987314856510715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=3929987314856510715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3929987314856510715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3929987314856510715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you-teddy-bear.html' title='Thank you teddy bear!!'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R6Cv-3g_s8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/U6wHndwgMnE/s72-c/thank+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5442690222432195816</id><published>2008-01-25T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:32:55.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to my heart teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5mfg3g_s7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/7JRTJAlFb7M/s1600-h/taekwondo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159330235136586674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5mfg3g_s7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/7JRTJAlFb7M/s400/taekwondo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've already deleted my recent post... you are too late . .. as teddy bear said... he did not like it when i write everything in my blog . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5442690222432195816?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5442690222432195816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5442690222432195816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5442690222432195816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5442690222432195816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/listen-to-my-heart-teddy-bear.html' title='Listen to my heart teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5mfg3g_s7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/7JRTJAlFb7M/s72-c/taekwondo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-7919801064305976688</id><published>2008-01-24T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T07:47:31.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you understand about trust?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5iw93g_s6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sIHIdYdMne4/s1600-h/tedy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159067950073754530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5iw93g_s6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sIHIdYdMne4/s400/tedy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trust is defined as willingness to be vulnerable. Trust is gain through time...you can't buy trust and you can't asked for trust. Even though it takes years to build, it only take few seconds to lose it. Why? Trust it self is a very vulnerable. So much trust will hurt you. No trust also will make your life miserable. Hence, we need trust and should try to have a safe level of trust to avoid dissapointment. For me, trust is the most crucial in any relationship. My advice, before you trust someone, trust your heart first. Your heart will never lie to you and know when is the best time to stop trusting someone . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know the cold nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know the lonliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know what i give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know what i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trust in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i know i can trust you! ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;written by terry bonam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a very nice poem about trust. The big question is... Is my trust worth it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-7919801064305976688?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7919801064305976688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=7919801064305976688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7919801064305976688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7919801064305976688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-you-understand-about-trust.html' title='What you understand about trust?'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5iw93g_s6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sIHIdYdMne4/s72-c/tedy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-7330482380830058203</id><published>2008-01-24T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:25:09.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The teddy bear is crying</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5hYrHg_s5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7X5HHlpCPao/s1600-h/crying.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158970870927963026" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="268" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5hYrHg_s5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7X5HHlpCPao/s400/crying.png" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While browsing for new pictures... i came across this website. The picture really caught my attention as it represent how i'm feeling now... I'm not in the mmod of continuing my trip story now... just read this...below is the direct quotation from the website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why can we all just get along? - Rodney King; Bubbles quote from "Octi Evil"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teddy bear is crying, because people acted immature, argued, or even got into a fight with a another person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teddy bear is crying, because someone got punished for bringing the problems upon themselves towards another person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teddy bear is crying, because someone is feeling tormented, down, depressed and is uncapable of doing anything at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teddy bear is crying, because someone feels unconfortable about what they're doing or about themselves overall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never want to publically blame anyone...no one is to blame, but there are at times where people can make mistakes like this once in a while and they learn to how to correct them, otherwise, mistakes will be repeated over and over to a point where they'll never learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-7330482380830058203?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7330482380830058203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=7330482380830058203' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7330482380830058203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7330482380830058203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/teddy-bear-is-crying.html' title='The teddy bear is crying'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5hYrHg_s5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7X5HHlpCPao/s72-c/crying.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-70711636304257476</id><published>2008-01-21T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T02:33:50.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macau and hong kong trip ...part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5R0Ct5ip6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/GEZp-cD_npM/s1600-h/casino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157875063275562914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5R0Ct5ip6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/GEZp-cD_npM/s400/casino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are backkk!!! Thank god we finally back to our comfort zone...Trust me..nothing like Malaysia in this world. We really missed the food, the warm weather and everything... As for my teddy bear, he love the coldness of Macau and Hong Kong. For me, the cold weather make my flu worst. I can't even breath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first day we were there, it was sooo cold... the lowest temperature that week...9 Celcius. For a person who came from a nice tropical weather..that was really cold man! As many of us know, Macau is the heaven for gaemblers. There is no productions, factory or farm... You can see casino almost everywhere and it was full most of the time. The casino was sooo beautifully decorated inside and outside. First, we went to visit Sands casino... its not that nice as what i think..but it our first experiences entering a casino... Teddy bear wanted to try the slot machines but we did not how... hehehe. Below is the pictures of the casiono we visited.. on the left is the sands and the right side is the venetian ...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best is still the Venetian casino. Unfortunately, i did not went to visit it becoz of my flu. Teddy bear visited the place and took a lot of beautiful pictures. Thanks to one of our friend, he give me a keychain from the casino. Teddy bear didn't but it for me. Maybe he's too busy taking pictures or worrying about me lying sick in the hotel. hehehhe. I wish its true...How ever, teddy bear is like an angel during this trip. He really patiences with his sick and unpredictable wife. Once again, I love you sooo much teddy bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5R0Cd5ip4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/psc9p17Dy3c/s1600-h/sands+casino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157875058980595586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5R0Cd5ip4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/psc9p17Dy3c/s400/sands+casino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5R0Ct5ip5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TfejARKYddQ/s1600-h/venetian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157875063275562898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5R0Ct5ip5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TfejARKYddQ/s400/venetian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We did not spend much time in Macau becoz we arrived at 3 pm and went to city tour. The next day, we already headed to Hong Kong by ferry. We had a great time in Hong Kong...so, wait for my next blog to know it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-70711636304257476?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/70711636304257476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=70711636304257476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/70711636304257476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/70711636304257476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/macau-and-hong-kong-trip-part-1.html' title='Macau and hong kong trip ...part 1'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R5R0Ct5ip6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/GEZp-cD_npM/s72-c/casino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4657020677759864755</id><published>2008-01-13T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:36:21.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bear new jacket . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4o8Yd5ip2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XOci1PPV9Tg/s1600-h/jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154999114519455586" style="CURSOR: hand" height="135" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4o8Yd5ip2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XOci1PPV9Tg/s400/jacket.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4o8Yt5ip3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/PF0ElvqEqC8/s1600-h/jacket2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154999118814422898" style="CURSOR: hand" height="131" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4o8Yt5ip3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/PF0ElvqEqC8/s400/jacket2.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LAst saturday, we went to do complete blood test for teddy bear . . he was so nervous until his blood pressure increased. hehehe . We will know the result in few days . . I really hope..everything is okay with him ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, me and my teddy beddy went to our last minute shopping and teddy bear bought a nice brown camel jacket. He look good in that jacket ..trust me... not because he's my hubby. And i can see that he really like that jacket... for me..it always worth it to buy him a jacket...because he will used it maximised. Yeah, most the time he's in the server room. What make the jacket so special, it does match his previous bag and his shoes... the colour almost similar . . I cant find any pictures that look alike his jacket... please be satisfed with these pictures above. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Teddy bear, i hope you really happy with yur new jacket and we gonna have fun there... I love you . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-4657020677759864755?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4657020677759864755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4657020677759864755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4657020677759864755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4657020677759864755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/teddy-bear-new-jacket.html' title='Teddy bear new jacket . . .'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4o8Yd5ip2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XOci1PPV9Tg/s72-c/jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5457585702615365291</id><published>2008-01-11T01:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T01:55:48.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Info for my teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4c64N5ip1I/AAAAAAAAANw/XRkAgnx-wXU/s1600-h/poor+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154153036026914642" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="96" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4c64N5ip1I/AAAAAAAAANw/XRkAgnx-wXU/s400/poor+bear.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Wednesday, we went to a clinic to check on teddy bears' toe. The doctor suggested that he got a Gout problem. How ever, teddy bear had to undergone a blood test for confirmation. With the opportunity arise, I had requested the docotr to do full blood test to teddy bear. To ensure he okay and healthy. So, as for tonite..teddy bear has to fast starting from 10 pm onwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This the the fast fact i got from the net about this sickness. I'm hoping that teddy bear did not had it.. just a speculation. If not, he got to forget all his favourite food in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Intense painful swelling in the feet (and especially the big toe) may indicate gout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Treatment options exist, but therapy should be individualized for each person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Avoiding alcohol and certain fish and meats helps prevent further gout attacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are many reasons why an episode of gout will appear, including drinking too much alcohol or eating certain kinds of food rich in purines such as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seafood&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beans&lt;/span&gt;, sweetbreads, gravies and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anchovies&lt;/span&gt;.  Other potential triggers of gout include: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Surgery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Crash diets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sudden, severe illness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemotherapy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joint injury&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;High blood pressure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Excessive exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those highlighted in red is what i think the main cause of teddy bear illness. hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4c63t5ipzI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ni8WT3V2wRc/s1600-h/gout_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154153027436980018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4c63t5ipzI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ni8WT3V2wRc/s400/gout_4.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4c64N5ip0I/AAAAAAAAANo/GPJH8DHrbPw/s1600-h/Gout_dyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154153036026914626" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="190" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4c64N5ip0I/AAAAAAAAANo/GPJH8DHrbPw/s400/Gout_dyn.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5457585702615365291?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5457585702615365291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5457585702615365291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5457585702615365291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5457585702615365291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/info-for-my-teddy-bear.html' title='Info for my teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4c64N5ip1I/AAAAAAAAANw/XRkAgnx-wXU/s72-c/poor+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-799351932881797789</id><published>2008-01-09T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:28:49.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash news about teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4SERN5ipyI/AAAAAAAAANY/Z7kuenVjHDc/s1600-h/broken+leg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153389304942339874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4SERN5ipyI/AAAAAAAAANY/Z7kuenVjHDc/s400/broken+leg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Last nite, teddy bear complained about his achy toe as i came home from my lecture. He can't bearly walk straight. To my surprise, i can see that his toe was swelling. I think this is about time for him to get an x-ray. No excuses. How ever tonite, we are going to see our personal GP first. I hope nothing serious coz our trip is just around the corner. How can he enjoy with the pain. Fo time being, i hope my massage skills will help him little bit... hehehheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-799351932881797789?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/799351932881797789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=799351932881797789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/799351932881797789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/799351932881797789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/flash-news-about-teddy-bear.html' title='Flash news about teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4SERN5ipyI/AAAAAAAAANY/Z7kuenVjHDc/s72-c/broken+leg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-8489684002563520178</id><published>2008-01-06T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T08:10:00.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bear new looks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DZtd5ipvI/AAAAAAAAANA/QuOZDqsEC_U/s1600-h/jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152357348855162610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DZtd5ipvI/AAAAAAAAANA/QuOZDqsEC_U/s400/jeans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DZtt5ipwI/AAAAAAAAANI/pRRS8VtaQ-8/s1600-h/ck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152357353150129922" style="CURSOR: hand" height="96" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DZtt5ipwI/AAAAAAAAANI/pRRS8VtaQ-8/s400/ck.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been a while since my last updated story about my teddy bear . . . Actually for last few weeks..we were busy doing our shopping...big shopping . . . Not only we bought some stuff as preparation to our Hong Kong's trip next 2 weeks but also for personal used. FYI teddy bear bought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- a new pair of jeans.... he look great in that jeans&lt;/div&gt;- a small bag . . . i not really like that bag . . . but who cares..as long as teddy bear is happy&lt;br /&gt;- a CK sunglass that he always wanted since last year . . . actually we always teased him that the sunglass will make him look like a gay boy... hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;An for my self... i had make an high investment by buying a expensive jacket . . .but as what my friends said... i may need it in the future when i start working again . . . yeah in mac i will complete my mba study and start working....waaa... i really like my life now... to go back and face the office politics and bad traffic... make me headache by just thinking of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm happy for teddy bear coz he more than deserved to spend his bonus on his favourite things.. as long as it makes him happy . . . and save some for future use. And what make me proud...is that he's willing to pay my expenses for the trip to hong kong . . . Thank you teddy bear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4Db6t5ipxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/iXQTJAZ-eq8/s1600-h/teddy+bear+leather+jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152359775511684882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4Db6t5ipxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/iXQTJAZ-eq8/s400/teddy+bear+leather+jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-8489684002563520178?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8489684002563520178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=8489684002563520178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8489684002563520178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8489684002563520178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/teddy-bear-new-looks.html' title='Teddy bear new looks'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DZtd5ipvI/AAAAAAAAANA/QuOZDqsEC_U/s72-c/jeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4180837774561459072</id><published>2008-01-06T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T08:10:26.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read this... Differences between man and women.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DWKt5ipuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mXln0ruW-FY/s1600-h/teddybear+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152353453319825122" style="CURSOR: hand" height="121" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DWKt5ipuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mXln0ruW-FY/s400/teddybear+couple.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had you ever wonder how dull will this life be without these differences? And how we women still love men after knowing all these things . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NICKNAMES: If Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle go out for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle. But if Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack go out for a brewsky, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Useless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;EATING OUT: And when the check comes, Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack will each throw in $20 bills, even though it's only for $22.50. None of them will have anything smaller, and none will actually admit they want change back. When the girls get their check, out come the pocket calculators. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BATHROOMS: A man has six items in his bathroom-a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GROCERIES: A woman makes a list of things she needs and then goes out to the store and buys these things. A man waits till the only items left in his fridge are half a lime and a soda. Then he goes grocery shopping. He buys everything that looks good. By the time a man reaches the checkout counter, his cart is packed tighter than the Clampett's car on Beverly Hillbillies. Of course, this will not stop him from going to the 10-items-or-less lane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SHOES: When preparing for work, a woman will put on a Mondi wool suit, then slip on Reebok sneakers. She will carry her dress shoes in a plastic bag from Saks. When a woman gets to work, she will put on her dress shoes. Five minutes later, she will kick them off because her feet are under the desk. A man will wear the same pair of shoes all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CATS: Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DRESSING UP: A woman will dress up to: go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, get the mail. A man will dress up for: weddings, funerals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LAUNDRY: Women do laundry every couple of days. A man will wear every article of clothing he owns, including his surgical pants that were hip about eight years ago, before he will do his laundry. When he is finally out of clothes, he will wear a dirty sweatshirt inside out, rent a U-Haul and take his mountain of clothes to the Laundromat. Men always expect to meet beautiful women at the Laundromat. This is a myth perpetuated by re-runs of old episodes of "Love, American Style." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OFFSPRING: Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and soccer games and romances and best friends and favorite foods and secret fears and hopes and dreams. A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And this joke i believed is written by men:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The top six reasons computers must be female: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. As soon as you have one, a better one is just around the corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. No one but the creator understands the internal logic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Even your smallest mistakes are immediately committed to memory for future reference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3.The native language used to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. The message "Bad Command or File Name" is about as informative as "If you don't know why I'm mad at you, then I'm certainly not going to tell you". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AND THE NUMBER ONE REASON COMPUTERS ARE FEMALE: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half of your paycheck on accessories for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-4180837774561459072?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4180837774561459072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4180837774561459072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4180837774561459072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4180837774561459072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/read-this-differenecs-between-man-and.html' title='Read this... Differences between man and women.'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R4DWKt5ipuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mXln0ruW-FY/s72-c/teddybear+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-8293978411892766829</id><published>2008-01-02T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:20:20.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye 2007 . . . Welcome 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3yKKd5iprI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Og5-i3_klIk/s1600-h/black+n+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151143986234304178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3yKKd5iprI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Og5-i3_klIk/s400/black+n+white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its still not to late for me to wish all of you "Happy new year!!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And advanvance Gong Xi Fat Chai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking back at what had happened to me last year... my feelings is overwhelmed with joy and sadness. There are a few unforgetable events that happened to me such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i. Had my first operation ... even though its a minor one... i really wish thats gonna be my last one staying at the hospital alone at nite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ii. Received a very special birthday present from teddy bear . . the presents really meaningful to me and i'll keep it with me forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iii. Visits Sabah and bought lots of pearl products . .. finally i can said that i had visited all the states in Malaysia. we also managed to visit our favourite place Cameron Highland last year and many other interesting place. For me, any place is interesting as long as my teddy bear is there to accompany me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I also really appreciated every single second I spend with teddy bear ... no matter in the comfort of our home or just window shopping. Arguments were minimal between us... maybe its a sign that we know each other better and more willing to listen to each other. I just realised how lucky I am to have him as my hubby . . . He may not as rich or good looking like others, but to be with him make me feel loved and cared by someone. Even though sometimes his teddy bearness act irritate me... thats what make him different from others and I love him for what he is..I pray that you wont change, teddy bear!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For 2008, i wish that our happiness continues without any distruptions . . . I also wish that my teddy bear a healthy life and do well in his career. No more high blood preasure and sickness in any part of his body ...hehhehe . I also hope that someone special will come to our life and make my life complete... Dear all, please pray with me !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3yKKt5ipsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jfB-XQGLodA/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151143990529271490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3yKKt5ipsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jfB-XQGLodA/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3yKK95iptI/AAAAAAAAAMw/paA_Jy6DxCc/s1600-h/can%27t+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-8293978411892766829?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8293978411892766829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=8293978411892766829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8293978411892766829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8293978411892766829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-bye-2007-welcome-2008.html' title='Good bye 2007 . . . Welcome 2008'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3yKKd5iprI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Og5-i3_klIk/s72-c/black+n+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-3939208249713340122</id><published>2007-12-27T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:50:38.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History of teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3NmbkK1vpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/w7_URP72AJ4/s1600-h/250px-Teddy_bear_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148571422766251666" style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="256" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3NmbkK1vpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/w7_URP72AJ4/s400/250px-Teddy_bear_27.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3Nk-UK1vnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tgy8-GK9MX8/s1600-h/1221big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148569820743450226" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="220" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3Nk-UK1vnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tgy8-GK9MX8/s400/1221big.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last nite, we went to teddy bear hunting ... Actually, i requested him to buy for me a new Chubby. I dont really need as big as Chubby. Just don't want to be left alone this friday nite ... hehehhe .... actually who need a reasons to buy a teddy bear rite? Unfortunately for us... there is no cute teddy bear at the store... Tonite, our hunt will continue to bigger store . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last nite also my beloved teddy bear asked me... why many people like teddy bear and why it being called teddy bear.Luckily, i've done my research about it. The left picture on top is a german teddy bear created in 1954. To share it with you, these are 2 different version how this cute toy been called teddy bear:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The origins of the teddy bear are not certain, but one theory goes as follows:&lt;a title="Theodore Roosevelt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theodore_Roosevelt"&gt;Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/a&gt;, whose nickname was "Teddy", enjoyed big game-hunting. According to one legend, the teddy bear received its birth at Hotel Colorado in &lt;a title="Glenwood Springs, Colorado" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glenwood_Springs%2C_Colorado"&gt;Glenwood Springs, Colorado&lt;/a&gt;. To cheer Theodore Roosevelt after an unsuccessful day of hunting, Hotel Colorado maids presented him with a stuffed bear pieced together with scraps of fine material. Later, when he did bag a bear, his daughter Alice admired it saying, "I will call it Teddy." The term caught on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Version:&lt;br /&gt;From teddy bear museum, maybe this is more trusted version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In November 1902 Theodore ‘Teddy’ Roosevelt, 26th President of the United States, was hunting in Mississippi. The President failed to make a kill so his hosts caught and tethered a bear, presenting it to the President as a sitting target. Naturally the President refused, uttering the immortal words, ‘Spare the bear! I will not shoot a tethered animal.’ Clifford Berryman drew a cartoon of the scene, which was published in the Washington Post.&lt;br /&gt;(Left Theodore Roosevelt , and behind - his famous 'Spare The Bear' cartoon depiction)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That same month Brooklyn shopkeepers Morris and Rose Michtom made a soft bear toy, which they named ‘Teddy’s Bear’ and displayed in their window with a copy of the cartoon. America went bear mad almost overnight, the Michtoms went on to make their fortune with the Ideal Novelty and Toy Company and President Roosevelt had found a highly effective political mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the famous cartoon related to teddy bear history: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3Nlu0K1voI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PdkpB928d-s/s1600-h/250px-TheodoreRooseveltTeddyBear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148570653967105666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3Nlu0K1voI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PdkpB928d-s/s400/250px-TheodoreRooseveltTeddyBear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-3939208249713340122?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3939208249713340122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=3939208249713340122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3939208249713340122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3939208249713340122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/history-of-teddy-bear.html' title='History of teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3NmbkK1vpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/w7_URP72AJ4/s72-c/250px-Teddy_bear_27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4207313549626595940</id><published>2007-12-25T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:57:26.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out!! Pearl maniac in da house</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IDtEK1viI/AAAAAAAAALg/OsPaxgENdSE/s1600-h/adtedjulywp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148181396786101794" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="129" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IDtEK1viI/AAAAAAAAALg/OsPaxgENdSE/s400/adtedjulywp.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3H-fUK1vhI/AAAAAAAAALY/NMpV6MtQPio/s1600-h/travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148175663004761618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3H-fUK1vhI/AAAAAAAAALY/NMpV6MtQPio/s400/travel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We just came back from our holiday. It was soooo nice... except for the uncomfortable bed and airasia stupidness!! The beautiful beaches, delicious seafood and of course...lot of pearls... everywhere you see... people are selling pearl brooches, necklace and many other things..just name it... they have it... I finally get to buy a necklace and bangle customized to my preferences... teddy bear chose the color scheme and the rest is totally up to me... really love it . . . its made of geryish pearl with some crystal... Luckily teddy bear were there, if not I'm gonna spend every single dollar to bought pearl items... Yeah..i really loves pearl... say what ever you want...but I'm a pearl maniac.. especially the brooches . . .unfortunately ...they did not sell a pearl teddy bear ... this is a picture called pearl diva ... hehehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IFzUK1vlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aCf1N68a6zI/s1600-h/pearl+diva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148183703183539794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IFzUK1vlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aCf1N68a6zI/s400/pearl+diva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During our stay there, we rent a car and managed to visit a few interesting places... what i like most is when we visited the crocodile farm... trust me...they have the biggest (sizes n numbers)collection of croc n aligator in malaysia . . thats my personal opinion lor... we also managed to see the great sabah warrior monsopiad village and visited the highest peak in malaysia - mount kinabalu. how ever, the weather were not sooo kind to us... the heavy rain had make it impossible for us to see the peak or the mountain.. but its okay...at least i've been there . .. during our visit..i make this ridiculous idea...want to climb mount kinabalu before the age of 40? sound impossible rite? Teddy bear actually laugh at me..hehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay..back to our main focus here - my teddy bear. this friday teddy bear gonna have his appraisal . .. good luck teddy bear! I'm sure you had done a very excellence job this year . . . Oh yeah... teddy bear still had a problem with his toe... we were thinking to go for check up and do x-ray . . . i hope everything is ok and no broken bone ( thats what teddy bear think). What i think is that he need a new pair of shoe . . . and lots of exercise.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Please enjoy these pictures of pearl's product . .. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IEjkK1vjI/AAAAAAAAALo/QKe8PB9gwOc/s1600-h/pearl+necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148182333088972338" style="CURSOR: hand" height="106" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IEjkK1vjI/AAAAAAAAALo/QKe8PB9gwOc/s400/pearl+necklace.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IEjkK1vkI/AAAAAAAAALw/6yTH0_mF1IE/s1600-h/pearl+brooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148182333088972354" style="CURSOR: hand" height="107" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IEjkK1vkI/AAAAAAAAALw/6yTH0_mF1IE/s400/pearl+brooch.jpg" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IFzUK1vmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/R50NSCFYaiw/s1600-h/pearl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148183703183539810" style="CURSOR: hand" height="109" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IFzUK1vmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/R50NSCFYaiw/s400/pearl.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is like a pearl in an oyster in the sea . . . took a long time to develop and waiting for someone to find it. Sometimes, the one that found it is someone that appreciate the beauty and proud to have it. How ever, for many others a pearl is meaningless and just a disturbance for them to enjoy the deliciousness of the oyster's meat."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-4207313549626595940?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4207313549626595940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4207313549626595940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4207313549626595940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4207313549626595940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/watch-out-pearl-maniac-in-da-house.html' title='Watch out!! Pearl maniac in da house'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R3IDtEK1viI/AAAAAAAAALg/OsPaxgENdSE/s72-c/adtedjulywp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-3919675379467507510</id><published>2007-12-15T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:56:14.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me the moneyyy....!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2TXhEK1vgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_2HcixhMr2Q/s1600-h/wedding_money_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144473637418810882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2TXhEK1vgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_2HcixhMr2Q/s400/wedding_money_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today, while browsing the net , i saw this very interesting article written by Robert Frank. I summarized his shocking finding. What do you think about this scenario? I think it does happened in Malaysia, but the numbers will be way below the statistic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marrying for love ...... of money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;According to a survey by Prince &amp;amp; Associates, a Connecticut-based wealth-research firm, the average "price" that men and women demand to marry for money these days is $1.5 million.&lt;br /&gt;The survey polled 1,134 people nationwide with incomes ranging between $30,000 to $60,000 (squarely in the median range for nationwide incomes). The survey asked: "How willing are you to marry an average-looking person that you liked, if they had money?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fully two-thirds of women and half of the men said they were "very" or "extremely" willing to marry for money. The answers varied by age: Women in their 30s were the most likely to say they would marry for money (74%) while men in their 20s were the least likely (41%).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women aren't the only ones with the gold-digging impulse. In the Prince &amp;amp; Associates study, 61% of men in their 40s said they would marry for money. Ms. Smock says that as men get older, they become more comfortable with women being the bread-winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The matrimonial price tag varies by gender and age. Asked how much a potential spouse would need to have to be money-marriage material, women in their 20s said $2.5 million. The going rate fell to $1.1 million for women in their 30s, and rose again to $2.2 million for women in their 40s. Ms. Smock and Russ Alan Prince, Prince &amp;amp; Associate's founder, both attribute the fluctuation to the assumption that thirty-something women feel more pressure to get married than women in their 20s, so they are willing to lower the price. By their 40s, women are more comfortable being independent, so they're willing to hold out for more cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Men have cheaper requirements. In the Prince survey, their asking price overall was $1.2 million, with men in their 20s asking $1 million and men in their 40s asking $1.4 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Douglas Freeman, a tax and estates attorney in California who works with wealthy families, says the men's numbers are lower because they would feel threatened by women worth several million dollars. "The men aren't going to say they want $10 million, because they wouldn't be comfortable with a woman who's worth so much more than they are," he says. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whatever the case, the prices for both men and women seem surprisingly low, given the new landscape of wealth. While $1 million or $2 million may sound like a lot to people making $30,000, it's hardly enough to transform someone's life or make them "rich" by contemporary billionaire standards. No one in the survey quoted a price of more than $3 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of course, when the mercenary marriage proves disappointing, there's always divorce. Among the women in their twenties who said they would marry for money, 71% said they expected to get divorced -- the highest of any demographic. Only 27% of men in their 40s expected to divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says Mr. Prince: "For these women, it's just another step on their journey to the good life. They want to be paid what they think they're worth and then move on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-3919675379467507510?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3919675379467507510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=3919675379467507510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3919675379467507510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3919675379467507510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/marrying-for-love-of-money.html' title='Show me the moneyyy....!!!'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2TXhEK1vgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_2HcixhMr2Q/s72-c/wedding_money_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-821564001056812094</id><published>2007-12-15T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:26:08.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Send me an angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2OLtUK1veI/AAAAAAAAALA/J6TEYHuW4bQ/s1600-h/rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144108810011786722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2OLtUK1veI/AAAAAAAAALA/J6TEYHuW4bQ/s400/rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just want to share one of my favourite songs by Scorpions ... teddy bear also like this song eventhough he's not the die hard fan of the group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Send Me An Angel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The wise man said just walk this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To the dawn of the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The wind will blow into your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As the years pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hear this voice from deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's the call of your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Close your eyes and your will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The passage out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The wise man said just find your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In the eye of the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Seek the roses along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just beware of the thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The wise man said just raise your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And reach out for the spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Find the door to the promised land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just believe in yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hear this voice from deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's the call of your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Close your eyes and you will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The way out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week has been a very inactive week... nothing much to share . . . Teddy bear were sick almost of the time. And early this morning he had to send something to his boss. Unfortunately for us...there is problem with my Vee (our nick name for our vios). At the end..we had to spend few hundreds to fix it... Here goes my budget for our holiday... waaaa ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I need a new hobby or new activities so that i won't be this boring everyday . . . or maybe i should bought a cat . . . and i can named it Bumblebee... but i love greyish cat compare to orange. But who cares rite? It just another cute cat name . . . . hehehhe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imagine, a cat and a teddy bear living under one roof... Its gonna be very interesting!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2OOWUK1vfI/AAAAAAAAALI/2JEYhJeddxc/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144111713409678834" style="CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2OOWUK1vfI/AAAAAAAAALI/2JEYhJeddxc/s400/cat.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-821564001056812094?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/821564001056812094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=821564001056812094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/821564001056812094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/821564001056812094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/send-me-angel.html' title='Send me an angel'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R2OLtUK1veI/AAAAAAAAALA/J6TEYHuW4bQ/s72-c/rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-6086719684545699113</id><published>2007-12-10T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:18:13.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medey..medey . ..  teddy bear is sick again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R15FJpFOzoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/50Zb9_8B7wk/s1600-h/sick3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142623856452619906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R15FJpFOzoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/50Zb9_8B7wk/s400/sick3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Today, teddy bear came back early after visiting the clinics . . . I really glad about it but this feeling doesn't last long . . . After complaining about his headache and pain in the throat, he told me today that his BP is 190... Can you believe that? IT above normal hypertension rate . . . The doctor also surprised to read the measurement... Others might have fainted with that rate. . . Hmm... this really make me worried about him . Maybe this due to his busy schedule lately, coming back late and lack of sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From now on, drastic action from me. .. No more fast food for at least a month and he only can eat tasteless vegetable soup at nite. What make me worry now is his breakfast and lunch time. With his friend who i bet dont have high BP problem and I'm not around to monitor his eating . .  His BP gonna stay there for sometime . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FYI, teddy bear love to eat almost anything . . . His habit do really cause harm to his health . . .  Even though I really want to monitor his habit but sometimes I can't say no to his request . . . Especially when he make his cute teddy bear face . . . Tomorrow, I'm gonna forced him to the gym... no more WOW this week until his bp is down again . . . I plan to stock our fruits and vegetables especially star fruit for him . . . Oh my, really not in the mood to go to my training class today . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-6086719684545699113?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6086719684545699113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=6086719684545699113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6086719684545699113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6086719684545699113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/medeymedey-teddy-bear-is-sick-again.html' title='Medey..medey . ..  teddy bear is sick again'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R15FJpFOzoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/50Zb9_8B7wk/s72-c/sick3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-131547426224811362</id><published>2007-12-09T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:15:49.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1z0KJFOzmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MT5RReqhtIQ/s1600-h/love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142253329623993954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="106" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1z0KJFOzmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MT5RReqhtIQ/s400/love2.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1z0KZFOznI/AAAAAAAAAKw/clR2nhC_ns8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142253333918961266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1z0KZFOznI/AAAAAAAAAKw/clR2nhC_ns8/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today, while cleaning up our study room, i saw a card that was given to me on my birthday from my tedd bear. it written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My LOVE is not count by how BIG the card is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my LOVE is count by how BIG my feelings for you . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From huggable me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that cute? Here another one that he recently gave to me on our last anniversary (4th):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I once thought that i couldn't be happier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;than I was on the day we were married,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now I realise that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that day was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;only the beginning of a hapiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that has grown deeper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;than i ever hoped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And a love that has grown stronger that i ever thought possible . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reading those card make me realise that how lucky I am to have my teddy bear as my husband. There are a lot of women out there that suffering in silence and become a slave of their loved one. Even though there is some time that i wish my teddy bear could change his attitude but I don't think we gonna be this happy if he is some one else. A marriage need both people to make it happy and ever lasting . . When only one person is eager to make it happened, it is really a sign that you have a very important decisions to made. But one thing to remember and consider in making this important decisions. Men dan women expressed their love and care differently. And as human we can't read other's mind . . . the best way is to ask and seek the truth in their eyes when they say it. Yes, I'm not a marriage counselor but i do believe honesty is the best recipe for happier marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;For my teddy bear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Please always bee mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and Ill be yours coz life would bee just fine . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We snuggle and cuddle for hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and always have a wonderful time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-131547426224811362?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/131547426224811362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=131547426224811362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/131547426224811362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/131547426224811362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/bee-mine.html' title='Bee Mine'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1z0KJFOzmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MT5RReqhtIQ/s72-c/love2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-3539533733762044110</id><published>2007-12-09T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T07:27:33.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Teddy Bear Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wEo9d4PMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JIVWbzeduUY/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141989976291425474" style="CURSOR: hand" height="129" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wEo9d4PMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JIVWbzeduUY/s400/cow.jpg" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wEo9d4PNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DVdLzk7rOvc/s1600-h/bee+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141989976291425490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wEo9d4PNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DVdLzk7rOvc/s400/bee+movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I mention in my last blog... my teddy bear had create an evil and not so good looking character , named Kawkawmoo if I'm not mistaken . .. Its a combination of a cow and human ... Honestly, the cow picture above is 1000% more cute than his character . . . Now, as for the earlier character . .. a male and female oen is almost forgotten by teddy bear . . . Teddy bear, how can you catch up with yur friends if your keep changing your characters . .. hmm... oh ya.. one of his officemate came to our house last friday and i managed to asked him about his achievement in WOW . .. Guess what, he's at level 70 and still waiting for my teddy bear to catch up in order to do quest together . . . And FYI he's still single and cute too... the only thing is that his love is to WOW and work... too bad for all nice gals outside there ... Luckily, i managed to get married to teddy bear before he became WOW obsessor ( is there any such words?? hehehe dont really care) . &lt;/p&gt;Today, teddy bear and I spend our time to watch Bee Movie. . . not a great movie but just a nice one to release your mind. We also plan to watch Golden Compass but to lazy to go out. I bet the queue gonna be very long. Even though, one of teddy bear relative were one of the actor in that movie... yeah, the white bear . . and he look so strong compare to my cute teddy bear. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My teddy bear broke his promise twice regarding this blog . . . So, if you reading this blog teddy bear... please fulfill your promise this time . . . To end this blog today, I leave you with these pictures. .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wIO9d4POI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8d8Xl-HEczM/s1600-h/golden+compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141993927661337826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wIO9d4POI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8d8Xl-HEczM/s400/golden+compass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wEotd4PLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xNJlpprL56w/s1600-h/cowbear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141989971996458162" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="141" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wEotd4PLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xNJlpprL56w/s400/cowbear.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-3539533733762044110?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3539533733762044110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=3539533733762044110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3539533733762044110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3539533733762044110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/latest-teddy-bear-character.html' title='The Latest Teddy Bear Character'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1wEo9d4PMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JIVWbzeduUY/s72-c/cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5713558851812815644</id><published>2007-12-06T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T08:09:26.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bear in-charge again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1gbhWP773I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9lroLBGXRS0/s1600-h/sleeping+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140889234365476722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1gbhWP773I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9lroLBGXRS0/s400/sleeping+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week, we had our discusion about where to spend our christmas holiday together . . . as usual, our discusion will end without any fix decision . .. How ever, to my suprise teddy bear finally make his mind and finalized our holiday trip . . . muahh..muahhh teddy bear.... Really love you. . So today, I make all the arrangement because teddy bear always came back late today . . and he look very tired and went to sleep early without playing his online game. Poor him . . I'm really looking forward to our holiday coz it seems soo long we did not go for our holiday . . i'm going to a new state that I never go before and planned to buy a lot of pearl . . yes, I love pearl brooches . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FYI, teddy bear already continue his journey in WOW... he got a new character . . . I hate that character coz its of his look..it look like a cow combine with other animals which i'm now sure what . . . I prefer the old character... the women named...ceasar or what ...I'm not sure how to spell it correctly... for those who are playing the same game and in gorgonash server (am i correct?) please feel free to find my teddy bear in there . . . hehehhe .... and please dont kill her coz my teddy bear will really pissed of when she got killed my others . . . but that one of the way to stop him from playing that nite . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya... recently I told my teddy bear that i missed my old teddy bear... the real one . . . and something hit my mind . . . My old teddy bear is named Chubby not Tubby as i mentioned before . . . Tubby is a name given to some one... I also wonder why i get confused . . . And also successfully persuade teddy bear to buy for me a huge teddy bear ... hopefully its gonna be a white one so that i can call him Chubby again . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till next time... i left you all with this picture of a teddy bear made of pearls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1geQ2P774I/AAAAAAAAAKA/E5oiLB9YYro/s1600-h/pearl+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140892249432518530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1geQ2P774I/AAAAAAAAAKA/E5oiLB9YYro/s400/pearl+bear.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5713558851812815644?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5713558851812815644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5713558851812815644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5713558851812815644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5713558851812815644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/teddy-bear-in-charge-again.html' title='Teddy bear in-charge again'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1gbhWP773I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9lroLBGXRS0/s72-c/sleeping+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-1036546119061062403</id><published>2007-12-04T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T07:29:35.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1WMuGP771I/AAAAAAAAAJo/EPwZhfCS_FU/s1600-h/baju+teedy+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140169273292615506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1WMuGP771I/AAAAAAAAAJo/EPwZhfCS_FU/s400/baju+teedy+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever tired being yourself? Have you ever wish that you can sometimes change your appearance and become someone else just for a moments? No worries and can do what ever you like.. This is how i really feel now... Why? I also don't have the answer . . . Sometimes, I wish that I can always be like a teddy bear...always be loved, been cared and been wanted in joy and sorrow. . . But life is never that simple . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tonite, me and my teddy bear watch a movie entitled " The Green Mile"... Tom Hanks was the main actor and so many great actors . . . The story was really good and full of morale value. It one of the movie that can make me cry, yeah..i rarely cried watching a movie. . . Maybe it was the movie which make me thinking all this stupid things. What i really learned from the movie is that sometimes what others think its a gift but in reality its a curse for you. Dear all, please dont missed this movie... its on Astro now... Oh yeah, i can see tears in my teddy bear's eyes too... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Christmas is just near the corner, for all whose celebrating it... Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!! May your life is blessed and found hapiness in everything you do. That's the most important thing rite? Money and power wont last and help you through hard time. But happiness will lead you to a place close to heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture stated that we are a prisoner of love? Is it true? Sometimes its true rite? I leave it to your brilliant mind to think about it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1WQB2P772I/AAAAAAAAAJw/dNb_173Z3vs/s1600-h/prisoner+of+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140172911129915234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1WQB2P772I/AAAAAAAAAJw/dNb_173Z3vs/s400/prisoner+of+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-1036546119061062403?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1036546119061062403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=1036546119061062403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1036546119061062403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1036546119061062403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever????'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1WMuGP771I/AAAAAAAAAJo/EPwZhfCS_FU/s72-c/baju+teedy+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-8712613953816490433</id><published>2007-12-02T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:52:34.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Finally Over ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1KJhGP77wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/5EXrcewa_NQ/s1600-R/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139321326489300738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1KJhGP77wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2Sn8bWpLKDQ/s400/sick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My PTK exam is finally over... I'm not quite confident with my performance but i really hope that i pass it even with not flying colors... Can't imagine to go through everything again..... Just like what i thought, the activities had drained all my energy level and i'm really not feeling very well today... So what i did was, curled up in a blanket and sleep the whole afternoon. How ever, i got an asignment to finished up before Tuesday and my groupmate is MIA . . . To much trust sometimes might hurt you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1KLwWP77xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_c3bI3q6L58/s1600-R/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139323787505561362" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" height="97" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1KLwWP77xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wJyflkhSdYQ/s400/zoo.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1KL8mP77yI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/LnbVHoeqpt8/s1600-R/real+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139323997958958882" style="CURSOR: hand" height="107" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1KL8mP77yI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0Fl8EDQUdNg/s400/real+bear.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Saturday, i managed to pursue my teddy bear to visit our local zoo ... and gues what? he seems to be very happy to see his old friends there? Still can't guess it? It is an huge brown bear. hehheheh.... The visit do really re fresh my mind and make me really happy to spend hours walking with him . . . The bear was sooo huge and somehow not as cute as my teddy bear. They look little bit scary due to their size. Actually zoo is one of my favourite place to visit because i found my peace there. I'm thankful to my teddy bear for bringing me there eventhough it's not his favourite place. As compliments to his angelic attitude, we did go to his "candy story" to have a sneak peak about this new pda phone in the market. Teddy bear can't make his mind yet which model he want to buy, so we left the store wihtout buying anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;" IF YOU ARE PATIENT IN ONE MOMENT OF ANGER, YOU WILL AVOID ONE HUNDRED DAYS OF SORROW"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CHINESE PROVERB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"IF YOU SURRENDER COMPLETELY TO THE MOMENTS AS THEY PASS, YOU LIVE MORE RICHLY THOSE MOMENTS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ANNE MORROW LONDBERGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-8712613953816490433?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8712613953816490433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=8712613953816490433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8712613953816490433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8712613953816490433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-finally-over.html' title='It&apos;s Finally Over ...'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R1KJhGP77wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2Sn8bWpLKDQ/s72-c/sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4476943217190866688</id><published>2007-11-28T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T05:42:48.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait Everything to End . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R00vyUqbc6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/nlJVDiWcp1U/s1600-h/reading2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137815291486237602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R00vyUqbc6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/nlJVDiWcp1U/s400/reading2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R00vykqbc7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Dq9y_nxwh9M/s1600-h/reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137815295781204914" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="141" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R00vykqbc7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Dq9y_nxwh9M/s400/reading.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Starting from Wednesday last week, i'm attending a course. It require me to stay up and give my best effort because at the ends of the day, there will be an examination. This course is crucial for my career advancement. But, my energy is drained with all the preparation and the individual presentation. Each presentation was evaluated by 3 panelists. I’m not sure how but I had this bad feeling that I’m not going to perform in this course….Its maybe may instinct and I really hope that it’s wrong… Can’t imagine to go through this exhausting courses again…. So dear all, please pray for my success!! Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R000ikqbc8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BWMRk9_L7hU/s1600-h/sad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137820518461436866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R000ikqbc8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BWMRk9_L7hU/s400/sad2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R000ikqbc9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/AfNqz7-y024/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137820518461436882" style="CURSOR: hand" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R000ikqbc9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/AfNqz7-y024/s400/sad.jpg" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay, stop about my self…. Back to our main story…my teddy bear…. Due to my busy schedule, we don’t have much quality time together since last week. Last Monday, my teddy bear went to visits at one of the hospital at southern part of our country. As usual, I can’t sleep at night and this indirectly effect my presentation the next day… I was sooo relieve when his back on the next day… How ever, before that ...my teddy bear do help me practising my public speaking session and it really help me. i felt more confident and delivered it nicely. Hope it can cover up my previous session which were not so good... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Friday is d day.... after that i planned to go somewhere with my teddy bear and have our quite weeksnd together... i'm sure teddy bear will miss his WOW but i really dont care much...just need a break and refresh my mind...&lt;/p&gt;p/s: I just got my last semester result... i passed with flying colours.. at least its something to make me smile.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&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/6075360746136025391-4476943217190866688?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4476943217190866688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4476943217190866688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4476943217190866688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4476943217190866688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/cant-wait-everything-to-end.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait Everything to End . . . .'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R00vyUqbc6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/nlJVDiWcp1U/s72-c/reading2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5497856488722596597</id><published>2007-11-19T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:25:34.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happened for a reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0GqlEqbc4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vjAG43xp-t0/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134572604062659458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0GqlEqbc4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vjAG43xp-t0/s400/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0GqlUqbc5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/_HNu9cif5DA/s1600-h/wedding+teddybear2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134572608357626770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0GqlUqbc5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/_HNu9cif5DA/s400/wedding+teddybear2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I just received an interesting email from a friend and would like to share with all of you . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is just not a decision but a commitment !&lt;br /&gt;This is a very good article. read it. Those who are still single may learn something from here.... Those who are already married may take it as a guideline to improve your marriage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's the answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;EVERY relationship has a cycle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse. You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's why it's called 'falling' in love...&lt;br /&gt;Falling is love is easy. It's a passive and spontaneous experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria of love fades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome, and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, 'Did I marry the right person?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You may begin to desire that experience with someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it.&lt;br /&gt;And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You can't 'find' LASTING love. You have to 'make' it day in and day out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's why we have the __expression 'the labor of love.'&lt;br /&gt;It takes time, effort, and energy . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And most importantly, it takes WISDOM, to make your marriage work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love in marriage is indeed a 'decision'... Not just a feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"CHARACTER CANNOT BE DEVELOPED IN EASE AND QUIET. ONLY THROUGH EXPERIENCE OF TRIAL AND SUFFERING CAN THE SOUL BE STRENGTHENED, AMBITION INSPIRED, AND SUCCESS ACHIEVED." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELEN KELLER &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5497856488722596597?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5497856488722596597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5497856488722596597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5497856488722596597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5497856488722596597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/everything-happened-for-reason.html' title='Everything happened for a reason'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0GqlEqbc4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vjAG43xp-t0/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-7040176879834035537</id><published>2007-11-18T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:37:38.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift from teddy bear, make my day brighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0E5Xkqbc1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/fjAaEX8ISJk/s1600-h/tumb+drive+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134448127320486738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0E5Xkqbc1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/fjAaEX8ISJk/s400/tumb+drive+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This morning i wake up to find a new tumb drive on my laptop. A gift from my teddy bear. even though is just a small gift but i really appreciate it.. who say my teddy bear has lost his romantic attitude? Teddy bear, thank you soooooooo much ...&lt;/p&gt;Last weekend does not happened as what i planned... we did not went to our short holiday . . . the reason is because our new Tv has arrived and my brother in law had give him a collection of new japanese telemovie. So, for the whole 2 day my teddy bear and his brother spend their time in front of the tv. No doubt that it is a very interesting story and the hero is also cute. But it make me sooo bored doing nothing and spend my day at home. To my suprise, teddy bear voluntarily scarifice his WOW time for this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh ya...we did go to my teddy bear favourite plae - Low yatt on Saturday to buy some stuff. Teddy bear almost bought a new lcd monitor but he changed his mind last minutes... Yeah, of course i had something to do with his decision. &lt;/p&gt;I just want to share with you all this cute picture. Can't imagine there are people out there who willing to kill this cute animals juat for fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0E7sUqbc3I/AAAAAAAAAII/lQT9sEg9VvM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134450682826027890" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="283" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0E7sUqbc3I/AAAAAAAAAII/lQT9sEg9VvM/s400/untitled.bmp" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"IMMATURE LOVE SAYS "I LOVE YOU BECAUSE I NEED YOU". MATURE LOVE SAYS " I NEED YOU BECAUSE I LOVE YOU"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERICH FROMM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0E5Xkqbc2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0vgLAtLTDJg/s1600-h/129516304.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0E5Xkqbc2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0vgLAtLTDJg/s1600-h/129516304.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-7040176879834035537?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7040176879834035537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=7040176879834035537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7040176879834035537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/7040176879834035537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/gift-from-teddy-bear-make-my-day.html' title='A gift from teddy bear, make my day brighter'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R0E5Xkqbc1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/fjAaEX8ISJk/s72-c/tumb+drive+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-1750894303450652693</id><published>2007-11-15T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T07:23:43.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day without my teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzxjlUqbc0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/sXhzOrDtZLU/s1600-h/bear3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133087168148501314" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="145" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzxjlUqbc0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/sXhzOrDtZLU/s400/bear3.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After a busy weekend with the whole family, life start to be normal again . . . I really hope to spend more time with my teddy bear. Unfortunately, he's too busy or too tired to spend some time with me. He's try to catch up with his friend in the WOW game . . . If he's not playing the game, he would be sleeping . . . maybe the bad weather had made him soo tired. . . but i missed our private time together . . . i missed chatting with him and share our stories . . . sometimes i do wish that his computers is not functioning for the whole week. so that he can spend more time with me at nite . . . but when i think back, its not fair for me to stop him from doing wat he like . . but i'm hoping that we can spend more time this weekend..maybe go for a short holiday . . that's sound nice . . .hmmmm ... can't wait to tell my teddy bear about it .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rzxf8UqbczI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Dd8Y54jtvIc/s1600-h/teddy+bear+n+crystal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133083165238981426" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" height="93" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rzxf8UqbczI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Dd8Y54jtvIc/s400/teddy+bear+n+crystal.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I saw this nice crystal of a teddy bear while surfing for my teddy bear pictures collection. Its really nice and unique and i want it.... i want it soo badly...but unfortunately...my country is not in their list of delivery. . . I'm hoping that one day i'll find it here . . till then, i have to satisfied with the picture . . .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-1750894303450652693?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1750894303450652693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=1750894303450652693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1750894303450652693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1750894303450652693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-without-my-teddy-bear.html' title='A day without my teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzxjlUqbc0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/sXhzOrDtZLU/s72-c/bear3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5395451364473156184</id><published>2007-11-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:26:03.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzlPCqO0HeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DH64qYTBCGg/s1600-h/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132220157480148450" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="192" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzlPCqO0HeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DH64qYTBCGg/s400/couple.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually i had nothing much to share in this blog today... just a flash back to our under graduate time as a couple... I still remember that we had our love song by Scorpion.... FYI, i'm a big fan of Scorpion ... i love almost every song of the group but my favourite is still this one and Wind of Change... Enjoy the song and understand the lyrics.. Its very meaningful to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YOU AND I BY SCORPIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose control because of you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I lose control when you look at me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There's something in your eyes that is saying tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm not a child anymore, life has opened the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To a new exciting life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I lose control when I'm close to you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I lose control don't look at me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There's something in your eyes, is this love at first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Like a flower that grows, life just wants you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All the secrets of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's all written down in your lifelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's written down inside your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You and I just have a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To find our love a place, where we can hide away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You and I were just made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To love each other now, forever and a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I lose control because of you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I lose control don't look at me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There's something in your eyes that is saying tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm so curious for more just like never before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In my innocent life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's all written down in your lifelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's written down inside your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You and I just have a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To find our love a place, where we can hide away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You and I were just made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To love each other now, forever and a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Time stands still when the days of innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Are falling for the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I love you girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I always will I swear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Till the day I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You and I just have a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To find our love a place, where we can hïde away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You and I were just made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To love each other now, forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5395451364473156184?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5395451364473156184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5395451364473156184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5395451364473156184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5395451364473156184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-and-i.html' title='You and I'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzlPCqO0HeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DH64qYTBCGg/s72-c/couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5090171486287980158</id><published>2007-11-11T00:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:36:53.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzgCaKO0HdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZctOJ5XGq2E/s1600-h/eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131854423835024850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzgCaKO0HdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZctOJ5XGq2E/s400/eat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzcFbqO0HcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rcb0m_DZ8_w/s1600-h/teddybear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131576273163001282" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="106" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzcFbqO0HcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rcb0m_DZ8_w/s400/teddybear.jpg" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; As i mentioned before,the whole teddy bear's family was here and we did have a very nice weekend . . . we went to our favourite restaurant and shopping.... we also planned to visit orchid farm but the weather were not so nice to us... hehehe... it rained almost the whole day... even though i'm really tired to have more than 1 teddy bears at the same time... it has been a very wonderful time for us... what make me happy most is i really feel that i'm in the family... not an outsider anymore... i know it wont last forever but its something very memorable to me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My teddy bear were like an angel during the visits... eventhough he had a bit of headache but it doesnt stop him from entertaining his family. Today, after we say goodbye to them.. my teddy bear create a new nest and hibernate for the whole day.... even though i really want to spend our time together alone... it seems that he deserved to rest as long as he need because of his supportive behaviour yesterday... he sleeps like a baby and i'm trying my best not to disturb my sleeping teddy . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How ever, something happened late this evening which overwhelmed all my happiness... it doesnt involve my teddy bear but more to my personal things.... i hate feelings this way coz it gonna bring back all the sad memory i left behind... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HAPPINESS IS PERFUME YOU CAN'T POUR ON OTHERS WITHOUT GETTING A FEW DROPS FOR YOURSELF"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RALPH WALDO EMERSON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" HAPPINESS MAKES UP IN HEIGHT WHAT IT LACKS IN LENTGH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ROBERT FROSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5090171486287980158?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5090171486287980158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5090171486287980158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5090171486287980158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5090171486287980158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-wonderful-weekend.html' title='What a wonderful weekend'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzgCaKO0HdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZctOJ5XGq2E/s72-c/eat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-3670460061980218262</id><published>2007-11-07T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T08:10:01.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality time with my teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzHfv_AQ52I/AAAAAAAAAGw/VB4OaExyClA/s1600-h/mother2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130127466011092834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzHfv_AQ52I/AAAAAAAAAGw/VB4OaExyClA/s400/mother2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzHfv_AQ53I/AAAAAAAAAG4/QG6FIVpcVGA/s1600-h/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130127466011092850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzHfv_AQ53I/AAAAAAAAAG4/QG6FIVpcVGA/s400/shopping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;THis weekend, my mother in law is coming to visit us with his other son... So, this weekend the whole family of teddy bear gonna be here with me... mama bear.. and 3 brother bears . .  its gonna a very interesting weekend for us . . We plan to bring them to our favourite eating place and of course shopping.... As i mention before, my neighbour is still renovating his house. . . and due to all the works...our house is really in a mess.... My vacuum cleaner is working and you can see dirts almost everywhere....   So, for the past few days, my teddy bear and i went to shopping and bought of new stuff for our house..of course it include a new vacuum for me... tomorrow...we plan to do all the cleaning .. yeah...I want to be at my best condition when my mother in law is here . . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tommorow, we also plan to buy a new small TV ( 14 inch.. now you believe me when i said a small tv?) our current TV had some problem with its visual... so..in the next few month i'm gonna get my new huge tv .... hehheheh.... so for the being...a small tv is more than enough for me . . . I love to go shopping with teddy bear because its one of the time where he gave full attention to me... or at least to what i'm saying... hehehh... so...its like our quality time together...especially in the car... with no disturbance from his WOW or Tv programs...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Till next time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzHfwvAQ54I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nFt-DgEMu-s/s1600-h/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-3670460061980218262?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3670460061980218262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=3670460061980218262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3670460061980218262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3670460061980218262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/quality-time-with-my-teddy-bear.html' title='Quality time with my teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RzHfv_AQ52I/AAAAAAAAAGw/VB4OaExyClA/s72-c/mother2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5977770396021953952</id><published>2007-11-03T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T05:29:38.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy Bear Guys Nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyxkqvAQ5zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j5tF9OGCU0E/s1600-h/group+teddybear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128584761003009842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyxkqvAQ5zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j5tF9OGCU0E/s400/group+teddybear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyxpL_AQ51I/AAAAAAAAAGc/C7f8ZT46_5A/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128589730280171346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyxpL_AQ51I/AAAAAAAAAGc/C7f8ZT46_5A/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tonite, my teddy bear hang out with his friends for dinner and left me alone at home. Actually its me who refused to follow him... I'm too tired to go out and need some time to distribute my questionnaires. In the afternoon, we went to our old friend's house and meet their gorgeous daughter.. I bet both of them are proud of her... Can't wait to have our own teddy bear junior... if its a a girl... i can bet you that she gonna have the best teddy bear collection in the world... hmmm...just wondering what if she does not like teddy bear like some of my friends daughter? its ok...i still gonna buy it and keep it to myself... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In this post... i really want to extend my greatest appreciation to my teddy bear for fulfilling most of his promises to me before the dateline. FYI, he also had anwered my questions in my previous post . . . he also had corrected me for spelling his character wrongly... To show how much i appreciate it..i would like to dedicated this cute picture to him.... its really cute rite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyxkrPAQ50I/AAAAAAAAAGU/-jwdV0g_D0w/s1600-h/teddy-0011f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128584769592944450" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="291" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyxkrPAQ50I/AAAAAAAAAGU/-jwdV0g_D0w/s400/teddy-0011f.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TEDDY BEAR, I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;" NOTHING IS MORE EFFECTIVE THAN SINCERE, ACCURATE PRAISE, AND NOTHING IS MORE LAME THAN A COOKIE CUTTER COMPLIMENT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BILL WALSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"LET US BE GRATEFUL TO PEOPLE WHO MAKE US HAPPY; THEY ARE THE CHARMING GARDENERS WHO MAKE OUR SOULS BLOSSOM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MARCEL PROUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5977770396021953952?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5977770396021953952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5977770396021953952' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5977770396021953952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5977770396021953952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/11/teddy-bear-guys-nite.html' title='Teddy Bear Guys Nite'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyxkqvAQ5zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j5tF9OGCU0E/s72-c/group+teddybear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4148492097100089177</id><published>2007-10-31T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:30:02.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bear quest continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyiO3fAQ5xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/i7WfmZhnmBE/s1600-h/wow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127505259627865874" style="CURSOR: hand" height="130" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyiO3fAQ5xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/i7WfmZhnmBE/s400/wow2.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My teddy bear had started to continue with his WOW again. FYI, he had choosen a new character for his new quest... a sexy women than can transform herself to a bear.... hehheheh. . . honestly, i think this new characters had more impact on him compare to his previous character ... argyll... how ever, i think that argyll represent him more compare to a sexy women like ceasar ( not sure if the spelling rite... teddy bear, can you correct me if i'm wrong?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyiPf_AQ5yI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kTyrvAz1XxY/s1600-h/games.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127505955412567842" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="97" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyiPf_AQ5yI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kTyrvAz1XxY/s400/games.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;As he started his quest again, unfortunately its mean that less time he gonna spend with me... since i'm quite busy distributing my questionnaires, it doesn't bother me that much . . . i really hope that we can spend more quality time together this weekend. . .&lt;br /&gt;his toe seems to look much better even though it does not fully recovered yet. My knee still hurting me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today... really not feeling very well ... more stories about my tedy bear in my next post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-4148492097100089177?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4148492097100089177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4148492097100089177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4148492097100089177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4148492097100089177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/teddy-bear-quest-continues.html' title='Teddy bear quest continues'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyiO3fAQ5xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/i7WfmZhnmBE/s72-c/wow2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-3492502569356514556</id><published>2007-10-28T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:57:55.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with my teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyV0jPAQ5vI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IcqjwdnMIWw/s1600-h/dim+sum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126631899503060722" style="CURSOR: hand" height="127" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyV0jPAQ5vI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IcqjwdnMIWw/s400/dim+sum.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyV0i_AQ5uI/AAAAAAAAAFk/S8HoKqG-XaI/s1600-h/eating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126631895208093410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyV0i_AQ5uI/AAAAAAAAAFk/S8HoKqG-XaI/s400/eating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; As I mentioned before, my teddy bear had to work on Saturday.... How ever, on Sunday we went to our favourite restaurant in town with our old friend... We really love the restaurant sooo much because of its delicious dim sum... My favourite will be the chicken feet . . . and my teddy bear love almost everything there. . . How ever, our happy time is once again disturb by a call from the office. . .  and my teddy bear had to go there to settle somethings. . . that what i hate most about his job...even though the salary is acceptable, the time they asked is sometimes too much... even at nite, he had to entertaint some of his client by aswering some really stupid technical questions that not related to his job. For me. money is not everything . . . and my teddy bear now start to feel the pressure . . . maybe its about time for me to find a new job for him... i really wish he got the government appoinment. . . or find another job . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyV0x_AQ5wI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OJ7fqTEgN_4/s1600-h/eating2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126632152906131202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyV0x_AQ5wI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OJ7fqTEgN_4/s400/eating2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-3492502569356514556?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3492502569356514556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=3492502569356514556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3492502569356514556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3492502569356514556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekend-with-my-teddy-bear.html' title='Weekend with my teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyV0jPAQ5vI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IcqjwdnMIWw/s72-c/dim+sum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-6985624516684220844</id><published>2007-10-27T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:46:38.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Teddy bear story . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyLqyfAQ5sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FhkjA3fEKKI/s1600-h/TEDDYBEAR+N+ROSES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125917478938011330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyLqyfAQ5sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FhkjA3fEKKI/s400/TEDDYBEAR+N+ROSES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyLqyvAQ5tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/u5sL57PTb_g/s1600-h/besday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125917483232978642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyLqyvAQ5tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/u5sL57PTb_g/s400/besday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is the first day of my semester break... thinking of waking up late but the noise from my neighbour's new renovated house stopping me. Since our astro is still having a problem and i did not follow my teddy bear to his office... actually i had nothing to do beside updating this blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;where should i start?? okay let me share with you the reason why i'm sooo fanatic about a teddy bear. When i was young, to be less favourable child in the family, the only gift that i ever get from my parents is a teddy bear. At that time, teddy bear means a lot to me... I still have the same happy feeling whenever i saw or bought new teddy bear. i shared most of my secrets with my teddy bear. My favourite teddy bear would be fluffy white or brown teddy bear. During that time, i never really have a choice. My parents only let me to choose once which teddy bear i like. As i grow up, i realize that there are variety colours of teddy bear that suit everybody preferences. How ever, white n brown teddy bear remain my top choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After i met my beloved husband, my life is full of hapiness and love. He does mean a lot to me. he changed my sad life to a wonderful life. Thats the main reason why i call him teddy bear. As my previous teddy bear bring me happiness, so does my husband!! For those who always been wondering what the heck this lady love about having a teddy bear. My story above will help you understand me better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"HAPPINESS OFTEN SNEAKS THROUGH A DOOR YOU DIDN'T KNOW YOU LEFT OPEN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JOHN BARRYMORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"BEING HAPPY DOESN'T MEAN EVERYTHING'S PERFECT, IT MEANS YOU'VE DECIDED TO SEE BEYOND THE IMPERFECTIONS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;UNKNWN AUTHOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-6985624516684220844?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6985624516684220844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=6985624516684220844' title='71 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6985624516684220844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6985624516684220844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-teddy-bear-story.html' title='My Teddy bear story . .'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyLqyfAQ5sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FhkjA3fEKKI/s72-c/TEDDYBEAR+N+ROSES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>71</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-840624928715183343</id><published>2007-10-26T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:12:07.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Busy Teddy Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyIOePAQ5rI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pJ8gq_sWZDc/s1600-h/CUTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125675238487549618" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="127" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyIOePAQ5rI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pJ8gq_sWZDc/s400/CUTE.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really love this picture...so cute and remind me to my first huge teddy bear that my teddy bear gave to me.... i got it during our graduate time... i still can remember that evening, we had a stupid fight and i end up breaking my fast alone. And of course i switch off my hp. . . later that nite, one of my friends told me to go back to my room ASAP. I just wonder why due to her big smile. Honestly, i kind of know that my teddy bear bought me something to cool me off. when i saw the huge white teddy bear... i cant stop smilling coz i once told him that i want that teddy bear few weeks back. I never thought he would remember... yeah..i forgive him and everything turn normal again... i named my teddy bear TUBBY . . . unfortunately i lost it now coz my mom really dont like teddy bear and my teddy bear refuse to buy me a new huge teddy bear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyIOePAQ5qI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ujQQk7UHOBM/s1600-h/thinking+of+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125675238487549602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyIOePAQ5qI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ujQQk7UHOBM/s400/thinking+of+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once again, my teddy bear got to work this weekend. he ask me to follow him but i'm still not sure to go with him or not. since our astro is not working, i'm thinking of going with him... but there are a lot of "but" . . . As i mentioned before, my teddy bear is very busy lately with his work and new activities ... i alwyas wonder ... did he ever missed me? did he ever think about me during his free time? this yet to be answered by him when he read this blog... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yeah, his toe is getting better. I'm so happy to know about that. I havent heard any complaints about his toe all day. Tonite is my last exam paper for this sem.... i'm free for the next 1 week . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-840624928715183343?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/840624928715183343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=840624928715183343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/840624928715183343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/840624928715183343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-busy-teddy-bear.html' title='My Busy Teddy Bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyIOePAQ5rI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pJ8gq_sWZDc/s72-c/CUTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-5856040730324895796</id><published>2007-10-24T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:35:40.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy Bear's Swollen Toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyAoVvAQ5oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UKsjH--BgVI/s1600-h/injured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125140729807562370" style="CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyAoVvAQ5oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UKsjH--BgVI/s400/injured.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, my teddy bear came home with a complaint about his toe... at first thought he just being "cute" as usually to gain attention. After seeing his swollen toe, it makes me worried. As usual, he refused to go to the clinic... However, i finally succeed in persuading him to go to the clinic. luckily, the doc just give him some antibiotics and pan killer. get well soon teddy bear!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyAoV_AQ5pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FqDwb2fyRzQ/s1600-h/poor+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125140734102529682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyAoV_AQ5pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FqDwb2fyRzQ/s400/poor+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Honestly, this picture had nothing related to my story today.... i just love this picture... its soooo cute and reminds me a lot to my beloved teddy bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" PATIENCE IS THE COMPANION OF WISDOM"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ST AGUSTINE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" FEAR LESS, HOPE MORE, WHINE LESS, BREATHE MORE; TALK LESS, SAY MORE; HATE LESS, LOVE MORE; AND ALL GOOD THINGS ARE YOURS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEDISH PROVERB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-5856040730324895796?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5856040730324895796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=5856040730324895796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5856040730324895796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/5856040730324895796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/teddy-bears-swollen-toes.html' title='Teddy Bear&apos;s Swollen Toes'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RyAoVvAQ5oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UKsjH--BgVI/s72-c/injured.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-1836745007025970813</id><published>2007-10-22T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:26:44.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEDDY BEAR'S FREE TIME ACTIVITIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RxxbOregfiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zLUyzrBwsV0/s1600-h/sleeping2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124070783787761186" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="95" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RxxbOregfiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zLUyzrBwsV0/s400/sleeping2.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RxxbOregfjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rrVpjfWzEwg/s1600-h/TV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124070783787761202" style="WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="125" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RxxbOregfjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rrVpjfWzEwg/s400/TV.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RxxbeLegfkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AkFcYc_JpqM/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124071050075733570" style="WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="95" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RxxbeLegfkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AkFcYc_JpqM/s400/sleeping.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, my teddy bear is on leave... and i had my final exam in the morning. he's still sleeping like a baby while i'm rgetting eady for my big day... how ever, before i left the house, he managed to open his eyes and wish me good luck . . . In the afternoon, as i reached home after my exam, my teddy bear were watching his new favourite cartoon - air gear .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FYI, thats my teddy bear favourite activities whenever he's on leave... opps..just remember another one...WOW.... since fasting month, he had less time playing the games and stuck at the same level... with the new selection of air gear movie, i believe that he will be at the same level for longer time... it tooks him almost a week to download all the movies and i bet he will finish it less than 3 days... sound impossible? nothing can stop my beloved teddy bear when it comes to his favourite free time activities which are hibernation and movies... so, even though he's in the house today... he's not with me at all.. he's in his own world - world of air gear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-1836745007025970813?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1836745007025970813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=1836745007025970813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1836745007025970813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1836745007025970813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/teddy-bears-free-time-activities.html' title='TEDDY BEAR&apos;S FREE TIME ACTIVITIES'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RxxbOregfiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zLUyzrBwsV0/s72-c/sleeping2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-6251306780473372678</id><published>2007-10-20T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:46:33.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LETTER TO MY TEDDY BEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxm8JLegfeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HKJ_kW68F8o/s1600-h/worried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123332916996242914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxm8JLegfeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HKJ_kW68F8o/s400/worried.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My beloved teddy bear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Our life is full of unexpected things that will affect our feelings and motivation. Your life had been blessed with happiness and successful. What are you facing now, is maybe one of the way for you to learn about others sadness and worries. As I promised before, I will be at your side no matter what happened. Our strength will enable us to face anything in the future. Trust me!! I hate to see your worried face and missed your jokes . . . be strong my teddy bear!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxm9X7egffI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HPdLucXfcho/s1600-h/mother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123334269910941170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="140" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxm9X7egffI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HPdLucXfcho/s400/mother.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We had planned something romantic this weekend to revitalize our relationship but it had to be delayed due to the unavoidable circumstances. Even though, I'm little bit frustated but its nobody fault. FYI, this morning I had a very strange dreams that involve our life. I'm so worried that it might come true one day. I can't wait for you to come back home and be with you again. I dont care if people said I'm paranoid but i'm not ready to lose my teddy bear. Not now and or in the future... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FOR ALL SAD WORDS OF TONGUE AND PEN, THE SADEST ARE THESE, 'IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" USSUALLY WHEN PEOPLE ARE SAD, THEY DONT DO ANYTHING. THEY JUST CRY OVER THEIR CONDITION. BUT WHEN THEY GET ANGRY, THEY BRING ABOUT A CHANGE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MALCOM X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-6251306780473372678?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6251306780473372678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=6251306780473372678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6251306780473372678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/6251306780473372678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-my-teddy-bear.html' title='LETTER TO MY TEDDY BEAR'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxm8JLegfeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HKJ_kW68F8o/s72-c/worried.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-3698009254966857581</id><published>2007-10-18T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T03:00:38.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS RAYA TIME !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxck4regfaI/AAAAAAAAADc/J9WRxsObXDY/s1600-h/raya+teddy+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122603657319185826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px" height="87" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxck4regfaI/AAAAAAAAADc/J9WRxsObXDY/s400/raya+teddy+bear.jpg" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the fourth time we celebrate hari raya as husband n wife... this year we had agreed to choose pearl white as our theme . . . and my teddy bear do look great in his ready made baju melayu... and i look fat in my baju kurung kedah.... i've told him that next year we should buy darker colour of clothes rather than light colour... but it doesnt stopped us from taking our first family pictures... consist of my mother in law, my two brother in laws, myself and of course my beloved teddy bear. . . when looking at the pictures, my teddy bear made the same comments as mine.... both of us do look fat in light clothes. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxcn97egfdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HbBuDsVPi-4/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122607046048382418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="97" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxcn97egfdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HbBuDsVPi-4/s400/family.jpg" width="121" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this photo is very meaningful to me as a new member of this family. even though we have been together for more than 4 years but i always feel like an outsider in the family... maybe this is the beginning of our new cheerful life. but i do understand that sometimes that we wont always get what we want in our life. maybe it will takes longer time for me to be totally accepted but as long as i'm with my teddy, nothing matter to me... because i had nobody else in my life except for him . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" THE ROOTS OF ALL GOODNESS LIE IN THE SOIL OF APPRECIATION FOR GOODNESS" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DALAI LAMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" FLATTER ME , AND I MAY NOT BELIEVE YOU. CRITICIZE ME, AND I MAY NOT LIKE YOU. IGNORE ME , AND I MAY NOT FORGIVE YOU. ENCOURAGE ME, AND I MAY NOT FORGET YOU. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILLIAM ARTHUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-3698009254966857581?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3698009254966857581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=3698009254966857581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3698009254966857581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/3698009254966857581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-raya-time.html' title='ITS RAYA TIME !!!'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Rxck4regfaI/AAAAAAAAADc/J9WRxsObXDY/s72-c/raya+teddy+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-4929791254298144746</id><published>2007-10-03T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T03:01:47.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING MY TEDDY BEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RwPGsregfXI/AAAAAAAAADE/LN-Ho9elQi8/s1600-h/travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117152072510242162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RwPGsregfXI/AAAAAAAAADE/LN-Ho9elQi8/s400/travel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My teddy bear is out again!! Even though just for 2 days.... I'm already missing him... Missed to have dinner and early breakfast with him..... wonder if he also have the same feeling... of course he is... how i know it? because he's my teddy bear!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, my teddy bear just bought a new bag pack last few month. . he really fond of the bag ..sometimes i think that he love that bag more than he love me? Why ? he didint let me to use the bag during my camping time.... hmmm .. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RwPG1LegfYI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZQCfY9YrIzk/s1600-h/travel+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117152218539130242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" height="93" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RwPG1LegfYI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZQCfY9YrIzk/s400/travel+3.jpg" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah , who doesnt love new things rite? and yes, i little bit jealouse of that brown bag of him... i just give him some private time with that new bag and later everything will be the same again... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of thing had happened to me last week that make me remember all my bad memory that i wished i can permanently erased from my life... thanks to my beloved teddy bear, i managed to overcome it... THANK YOU soooo much hubby ... i dont know how i can go through it without you.... i only know the meaning of love when i met you ... believe me...there is no one in this world that loves like you do and i cant thank you enough for that . . . i dont care what others say about us as long as you love me - remember this lyrics that u once dedicated to me during our university life... and now i'm dedicating the same song for you : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Although loneliness always has been a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'm leaving my life in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;People say that I'm crazy and that I'm blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Risking it all in glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;How you got me blind is all a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I can't get you out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Don't care what is written in your history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;As long as you're here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I don't care who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Where you're from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;As long as you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Where you're from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Don't care what you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;As long as you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Every little thing that you have said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Feels like it's deep within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Doesn't really matter if you're on the run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;It seems like we were meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I've tried to hide it so that no one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;But I guess it showsWhen you look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What you did and where your coming from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I don't care, as long as you love me, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RwPIAregfZI/AAAAAAAAADU/gGmaLuHDL7I/s1600-h/besday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RwPG1LegfYI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZQCfY9YrIzk/s1600-h/travel+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-4929791254298144746?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4929791254298144746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=4929791254298144746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4929791254298144746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/4929791254298144746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/10/missing-my-teddy-bear.html' title='MISSING MY TEDDY BEAR!!!'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RwPGsregfXI/AAAAAAAAADE/LN-Ho9elQi8/s72-c/travel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-2666480323122990000</id><published>2007-09-25T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:42:15.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TEDDY BEAR!!</title><content type='html'>i havent update this blog for a very long time due my busy schedule... but i had a very special reason to post something today....ITS MY TEDDY BEAR 29th BIRTHDAY... i hope..on this special day of yours, you will always be my teddy bear and my love for you never decreased even for one second... who can resist not to love cute and hugable teddy bear rite? may all your wish come true and stay cute!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to put a lot of his picture today but i had problem inserting the pictures... maybe next time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" RELISH LOVE IN YOUR OLD AGE! AGED LOVE IS LIKE AGED WINE; IT BECOMES MORE SATISFYING, MORE REFRESHING, MORE VALUABLE, MORE APPRACIATED AND MORE INTOXICATING!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO BUSCAGLIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-2666480323122990000?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2666480323122990000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=2666480323122990000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2666480323122990000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2666480323122990000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-teddy-bear.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TEDDY BEAR!!'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-2588865238465885218</id><published>2007-08-02T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T02:36:19.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run...Run ..My Teddy Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RrGjlXjoh4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/5Td_EQjg2zY/s1600-h/pilot+teddy+bea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094032515906701186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" height="97" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RrGjlXjoh4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/5Td_EQjg2zY/s320/pilot+teddy+bea.jpg" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today...my teddy bear and his boss missed the flight to Terengganu due to some reasons that i dont really know.... the outcome.. they have to wait for the next available flight for almost 6 hours ... poor him but i think he should learn a very useful leason out of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past few weeks, I've been trying to persuade my teddy bear to go to the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RrGlQXjoh5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XMHcN81UC3c/s1600-h/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094034354152703890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="72" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RrGlQXjoh5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XMHcN81UC3c/s320/yoga.jpg" width="101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gym. the main excuses he give to me is "busy"... i really missed my gym session. this week, with all the outstation jobs to be fulfill, I'm not sure we can make it at all.... since I'm going for my strategic war next 2 weeks, i really need to keep my self fit and ready for all the physical activities... Oh how i feel that I'm too old for this type of activities again... Wish me luck n I'm sure I'm gonna missed my teddy bear. &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/6075360746136025391-2588865238465885218?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2588865238465885218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=2588865238465885218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2588865238465885218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2588865238465885218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/08/runrun-my-teddy-bear.html' title='Run...Run ..My Teddy Bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RrGjlXjoh4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/5Td_EQjg2zY/s72-c/pilot+teddy+bea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-1380750270779888890</id><published>2007-07-25T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T02:37:26.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Busy Teddy Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqeB_Xjoh2I/AAAAAAAAACk/cf3mtSYAsOo/s1600-h/bz+teddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091180829420848994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqeB_Xjoh2I/AAAAAAAAACk/cf3mtSYAsOo/s320/bz+teddy.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My teddy bear has been very busy again! Lots of thing to be done. the latest news is that he got to present something that very important today. Best of Luck Teddy Bear!! I know you will do your best. If everything goes wrong, just make your cute teddy bear face and say sorry. I bet no one can resist the cuteness... hehehhe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqeC4Hjoh3I/AAAAAAAAACs/hQ9FF3ZeD8g/s1600-h/walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091181804378425202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqeC4Hjoh3I/AAAAAAAAACs/hQ9FF3ZeD8g/s320/walking.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday should be our important day but it full with dissapoinment. I appreciate his kindness to accompany but everything doesnt end as well as we wish. I really hope everything will be okay soon... With you standing beside me, nothing is impossible rite?? &lt;/div&gt;I just include this cute picture becuase i really fall in lve with it from the moment i saw it... dunno why but it reminds me of something...yeah it remind me of my teddy bear pet in WOW... he just started to play it again and had achieve level 4 or 5 if i'm not mistaken. Keep the good work Bee.....&lt;br /&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/6075360746136025391-1380750270779888890?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1380750270779888890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=1380750270779888890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1380750270779888890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1380750270779888890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-busy-teddy-bear.html' title='My Busy Teddy Bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqeB_Xjoh2I/AAAAAAAAACk/cf3mtSYAsOo/s72-c/bz+teddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-2136409484837194329</id><published>2007-07-21T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:11:00.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Teddy Bear's Favourite Hang out Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqMAdXjoh0I/AAAAAAAAACU/aA_TYTPxT44/s1600-h/tumbdrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089912508398470978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqMAdXjoh0I/AAAAAAAAACU/aA_TYTPxT44/s320/tumbdrive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If your kids love to go to candy shop, my teddy bear love to go to Low Yat. Yesterday, we spend our time there for more than 3 hours. My teddy bear need to buy a new reuter and starter pack for his WOW. Even though i hate the crowd but I love to go out with him. We managed to get his WOW at reasonable price. I love to see his cheerful face and its continued till late at nite. Today, most of his time if filled up by installing and registrationg the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqMCU3joh1I/AAAAAAAAACc/AydmgqG05b0/s1600-h/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089914561392838482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqMCU3joh1I/AAAAAAAAACc/AydmgqG05b0/s320/sick.jpg" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week has been a very busy week for him. He cames back from work almost at 7 or 8 pm everyday. On Monday, he had a very bad headache that forced him to sleep as early as 9 pm. Poor my teddy bear!!! So, for me spending 3 hours with him yesterday is very much appreciated because i've been missing him for the whole week last week. We supposed to get a Harry Potter book today, but both of us are too tired. The book can wait but our precious time together shouldn't be wasted by long queue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-2136409484837194329?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2136409484837194329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=2136409484837194329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2136409484837194329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/2136409484837194329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-teddy-bears-favourite-hang-out-place.html' title='My Teddy Bear&apos;s Favourite Hang out Place'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RqMAdXjoh0I/AAAAAAAAACU/aA_TYTPxT44/s72-c/tumbdrive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-72559592245115964</id><published>2007-07-15T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:22:57.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLD OF WARCRAFT TEDDY BEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RpnH3U3tPqI/AAAAAAAAACE/f9r2r76vVwA/s1600-h/games2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087317007400779426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="125" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RpnH3U3tPqI/AAAAAAAAACE/f9r2r76vVwA/s320/games2.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been a very busy week for me.... my 4th semester has just started... lots of administration things to settle . . . the worst is to find and catch your favourite lecturer to be your supervisor . I'm sooo unlucky to find out that my favourite lecturer is already choosen by my friends . . . i have to settle down with my 2nd choice . . hope he will guide me till the end . . . oh ya...most of my classes this semester is at nite . . . with all the things to be done and classes to attend, i havent have much time to spend with my beloved teddy bear ... how ever, i was saved by an online game - World of Warcraft. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RpnI-03tPrI/AAAAAAAAACM/4DpOyQB_wGI/s1600-h/wow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087318235761426098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="140" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RpnI-03tPrI/AAAAAAAAACM/4DpOyQB_wGI/s320/wow2.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one of the screen shot that i found ... nice rite? i appreciate the fascinating graphic provided by the game . .  my teddy bear has passed the 10th level and stuck with it due to some technical problems with Blizzards. In one of his quest, he has to choose a pet . hehehe ... i think u can guess what is his pet -  a white bear. Of course my preferences do influence him a lot.  I'm not sure how the choice effecting his performance but i think thats really a cool pet for a teddy bear like him ... better go to a war with yur own type rite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"THE REAL VOYAGE OF DISCOVERY CONSISTS OF NOT IN SEEKING NEW LANDSCAPES BUT IN HAVING NEW EYES" - MARCEL PROUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-72559592245115964?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/72559592245115964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=72559592245115964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/72559592245115964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/72559592245115964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/07/world-of-warcraft-teddy-bear.html' title='WORLD OF WARCRAFT TEDDY BEAR'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/RpnH3U3tPqI/AAAAAAAAACE/f9r2r76vVwA/s72-c/games2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-641889316541115221</id><published>2007-07-07T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T07:39:30.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with my teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro-k3lAxV-I/AAAAAAAAABk/93YFkmYupjg/s1600-h/robot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084463779059685346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro-k3lAxV-I/AAAAAAAAABk/93YFkmYupjg/s320/robot2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you are wondering where is the second part of “To know him is to love him”, I have to continue it in my next note. My mind is not working so well today in choosing the rite words to describe him. I don’t want to be unfair to him by writing something that does not accurate. I know he do peek at this website everyday even though he deny it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I always believe that in every man’s body there’s a boy trapped inside. I can’t remember who quoted this lovely true statement. But I do thank him because his statement makes me understand man better especially my teddy bear. I also believe that many other women outside there agree with me. If you don’t believe me, just recall back this situation. Which of these situations need more of your attention? Is it when one of your children got sick or when your hubby had cold? Hehhe… now you understand what I’m saying?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro-kK1AxV8I/AAAAAAAAABU/lQfIuST8smQ/s1600-h/robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084463010260539330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro-kK1AxV8I/AAAAAAAAABU/lQfIuST8smQ/s320/robot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Talking about a boy, today we go to watch Transformer. Its good man!! I thought I’m gonna fell asleep but this great movie keeps me up till the end. My teddy bear also enjoy the movie very much. Did I mention before that he loves a lot of cartoons? Honestly, I never go to a cinema before I met him. I prefer my comfortable living room compare to the dark room, but he changed me. We do go to a lot of movies during our engagement period until now. Why? Maybe because I just love his accompany and willing to sacrifices my physical comfort. Or maybe it’s what people said when you are in love; living in a box is like flying in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As what Voltaire said “Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-641889316541115221?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/641889316541115221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=641889316541115221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/641889316541115221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/641889316541115221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend-with-my-teddy-bear.html' title='Weekend with my teddy bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro-k3lAxV-I/AAAAAAAAABk/93YFkmYupjg/s72-c/robot2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-1586575690370125373</id><published>2007-07-05T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T10:29:51.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To know him is to love him (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro0m8VAxV3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/X1v35I_fCzk/s1600-h/tgk+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083762372245542770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro0m8VAxV3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/X1v35I_fCzk/s320/tgk+tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teddy bear maybe not as handsome as movie stars or as rich as successful entrepreneur like Bill Gate (I stated his name because my teddy bear is in the IT world). He just a normal guy that you may bump on the street without even remembers him in the next day… if you are  wondering why this ordinary guy deserve this appreciation, let me share with you about my average Teddy Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcel Proust says that &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom”.&lt;/span&gt; I’m really grateful that I meet this man 13 years ago. We were 16 at the time and our friendship continues until now. What I like about him is his loyalty to our friendship no matter what comes between us. He trusted me and believes in my dreams when everybody keeps their distances. His kindness do attracts lots of friends around us. Even though people might think he’s quite demure when meeting him at the first time, just wait until you really know him. You can talk almost anything with him and be his buddy in minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to my teddy bear info, he’s a Libra and working in the private sectors. As we know that Venus rules the zodiac sign, Libran are known to be a gentle, loving peacemaker and attentive listeners. So does my teddy bear!! As I mention before, he’s the IT guy and he’s good at it. He loves to play games and watch movies. Oh, he also loves collecting comics. We do have boxes of comics which he collected since teenagers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, do you understand why I love him?? At least now, you have the glimpse at the good side of him. In my next notes, I'll share with you more about my teddy bear. . . Lots of ineterseting story to be share and how we become lovers ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro0m8lAxV4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/CcyEFcF1UYs/s1600-h/working.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-1586575690370125373?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1586575690370125373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=1586575690370125373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1586575690370125373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/1586575690370125373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-know-him-is-to-love-him-part-1.html' title='To know him is to love him (part 1)'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro0m8VAxV3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/X1v35I_fCzk/s72-c/tgk+tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6075360746136025391.post-8381609535227992769</id><published>2007-06-28T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T10:20:25.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubby My Teddy Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro0oT1AxV5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/C9iXI1NL8ys/s1600-h/images7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083763875484096402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro0oT1AxV5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/C9iXI1NL8ys/s320/images7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a little girl, the most precious gift that I ever had is my little white teddy bear. Since the first day I get it, it becomes my best friend…. Keeping all my secrets save and a shoulder to cry on… Till now, I do believe that teddy bear is every girl’s best friend all over the word. . .&lt;br /&gt;As my life goes on, I found that it’s hard to find a true friend that will share your happiness and sadness without any condition . . . A true friend that you can share almost anything together, the bad and good side of you …&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s God’s will that I found a nice person that understands and accept me as what I am. Love me without conditions and willing to share my joy and sorrow, just like my old little white teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;This page is dedicated to my dearest husband whom I regard as my grown up teddy bear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Immature love says " I Love You Because I Need You". Mature love says " I Need You Because I Love You" - Erich Formm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6075360746136025391-8381609535227992769?l=hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8381609535227992769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6075360746136025391&amp;postID=8381609535227992769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8381609535227992769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6075360746136025391/posts/default/8381609535227992769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hubbyteddybear.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-hubby-my-teddy-bear.html' title='My Hubby My Teddy Bear'/><author><name>Mrs Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070334670546544083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/R_WS3L4eVjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwbI4rML4dA/S220/3106728464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtY_Ukxuv6k/Ro0oT1AxV5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/C9iXI1NL8ys/s72-c/images7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
