<?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-5195331222857420044</id><updated>2012-01-29T00:35:12.414-08:00</updated><category term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>HoneyBUZZ Hive</title><subtitle type='html'>Whoever finds a friend, found treasure.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6607068206868951882</id><published>2012-01-27T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T01:13:10.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see the light.....</title><content type='html'>I can't help but to admire the beautiful soprano voice of Gerald Ko and Arden Cho. I hope Walt Disney discover their talent. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7Mn33CInHyw?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those days watching from the windows&lt;br /&gt;All those years outside looking in&lt;br /&gt;All that time never even knowing&lt;br /&gt;Just how blind I've been&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here, suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Standing here, it's all so clear&lt;br /&gt;I'm where I am meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light&lt;br /&gt;And it's like the fog has lifted&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light&lt;br /&gt;And it's like the sky is new&lt;br /&gt;And it's warm and real and bright&lt;br /&gt;And the world has somehow shifted&lt;br /&gt;All at once everything looks different&lt;br /&gt;Now that I see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(musical interlude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those days chasing down a daydream&lt;br /&gt;All those years living in a blur&lt;br /&gt;All that time never truly seeing&lt;br /&gt;Things, the way they were&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.sweetslyrics.com/Tangled%20movie.html" title="Tangled movie lyrics"&gt;        &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's here shining in the starlight&lt;br /&gt;Now she's here, suddenly I know&lt;br /&gt;If she's here it's crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;I'm where I'm meant to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light&lt;br /&gt;And it's like the fog has lifted&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light&lt;br /&gt;And it's like the sky is new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's warm and real and bright&lt;br /&gt;And the world has somehow shifted&lt;br /&gt;All at once, everything is different&lt;br /&gt;Now that I see you&lt;br /&gt;Now that I see you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-6607068206868951882?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6607068206868951882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6607068206868951882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6607068206868951882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6607068206868951882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-see-light.html' title='I see the light.....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7Mn33CInHyw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8062759816476203628</id><published>2012-01-17T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:41:10.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YSesWzG9NM/TxWVjqtisCI/AAAAAAAABI0/PBdHK3sjKms/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698625343500496930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YSesWzG9NM/TxWVjqtisCI/AAAAAAAABI0/PBdHK3sjKms/s400/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is just around the corner. If you are celebrating this auspicious ocassion, I would like to wish you "HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR", "Gong Xi Fa Cai"....many many "ongs'..many good things coming your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays too. Xoxoxo.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Credit to Walt Disney "Mulan". Pictures taken from google)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8062759816476203628?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8062759816476203628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8062759816476203628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8062759816476203628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8062759816476203628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2012/01/chinese-new-year-is-just-around-corner.html' title=''/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YSesWzG9NM/TxWVjqtisCI/AAAAAAAABI0/PBdHK3sjKms/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4457130984560430405</id><published>2012-01-08T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T04:34:57.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You must watch this!</title><content type='html'>I can't help feeling amazed...you guys there really got plenty of savings coupons but not so much at this side of the world. Even so, with special coupons, we'll still end up paying a chunk!&lt;br /&gt;Well woman, you are just brilliant! Two thumbs Up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vbbW6WpXWjw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4457130984560430405?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4457130984560430405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4457130984560430405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4457130984560430405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4457130984560430405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-must-watch-this.html' title='You must watch this!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vbbW6WpXWjw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-9145070028297636942</id><published>2011-12-19T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T06:25:55.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the street goes lively....</title><content type='html'>Each year Gaya Street will come lively even with blessed rain. These are some of the 'get together' inter-churches that's came together despite differ denomination and VOILA! .... a jolly good bazaar selling wonderful treats, crafts, lip smacking food and you named it! One can see it's all feel good picturesque. Several choirs group singing Christmas Song and Boys Brigade handing out treats too. Here, let these pictures tell the story for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZOvaKZuYX0/Tu8s2hK5xvI/AAAAAAAABIc/fv-ro-3noME/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687814169520883442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZOvaKZuYX0/Tu8s2hK5xvI/AAAAAAAABIc/fv-ro-3noME/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687813960446716226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFEgTZYQHJI/Tu8sqWTvKUI/AAAAAAAABIQ/GRN-o1zSYtI/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687813792336183266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoIMX9iw5yY/Tu8sgkDD_-I/AAAAAAAABIE/znaST19D_sU/s400/3.jpg" /&gt; (FOOD TESTING - BULIH/ BELI BANYAK ADA LESS....hehehe...I can't help 'snapping' on this too. "&lt;strong&gt;boleh bah kalau kau!"&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687813584735075042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LxkgdvJPYLg/Tu8sUerGeuI/AAAAAAAABH4/ecj8zMtNn6k/s400/1-4.jpg" /&gt;The human canvas .....nice! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687813360407998594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szxsYSbIoN8/Tu8sHa_W8II/AAAAAAAABHs/XBeZAApHZlk/s400/4.jpg" /&gt; What a transformation!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687812759821400466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVxOLKskSpA/Tu8rkdoWuZI/AAAAAAAABHI/7vMkRz-sNYo/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 437px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687812556719073586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLoAnwnDuqg/Tu8rYpA_KTI/AAAAAAAABG8/70E43S00-TA/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;Firworks display too.................Kaboom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mark the end of each carnival night. I had plenty of fun, meeting many friends whilst strolling along the street. If you have been there, I wish you had one great night too.Gotta pen-off now. For all friends and readers that are celebrating Christmas, I would like to wish all "MERRY CHRISTMAS" and a BLESSED NEW YEAR 2012. God Bless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With lots of friendship love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honeybuzzin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-9145070028297636942?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/9145070028297636942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=9145070028297636942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/9145070028297636942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/9145070028297636942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-street-goes-lively.html' title='When the street goes lively....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZOvaKZuYX0/Tu8s2hK5xvI/AAAAAAAABIc/fv-ro-3noME/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8802738734868180478</id><published>2011-12-09T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:04:40.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bling-bling holiday...</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Kuala Lumpur. A six day trip, saw plenty of beautifully decorated eating outlets and boutiques for a "bling" "bling" feel good mood and Christmas Holidays. I can't published all pictures, this picture upload by blogger is so sickening slow. Nevertheless, here's some picture for your perusal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684144889339753074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8CcfDB2M74/TuIjqTTysnI/AAAAAAAABGY/TGuusdxI5xU/s320/The%2BCurve-Night%2Bwalk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684144644781097938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_rwd8ILvvA/TuIjcEQdw9I/AAAAAAAABGM/pkpMnVvLnvY/s320/The%2BCurve-Christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684144283004219378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLCmRRS-b54/TuIjHAiIr_I/AAAAAAAABGA/FHZAXe-gDCc/s320/The%2BCurve.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684142905744232402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VR0-oVeqA68/TuIh211xD9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/Ml4RZs8DaDA/s320/Mid%2BValley%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt; The above pictures are taken at The Curve. Staying at The Royale Curve, was most memorable.&lt;br /&gt;One don't have to worry about food. I ate much, can't be bother with dieting. My motto of keeping fit has changed somehow..last time it was 'eat healthily...diet heathily"..but the 'eyes' are really sinful. Who on earth could remember dieting when surrounded by Asam laksa, Nasi lemak, Char Kuey Teow and even that Subway's can offer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also put up two nights at Cititel Mid Valley. Got very sick at one late night! Asked for an aspirin and some hot water. I don't get good feedback. No aspirin..no hot water too. Pretty bad for a Hospitality Industry. Lesson I learnt that day - bring a mini emergency kit with you whenever you travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684154244381070082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-GDnvfS9yk/TuIsK1jc0wI/AAAAAAAABGk/aJqQOlBtwHI/s320/Mid%2BValley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684143208022876482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXb0gkmsDjw/TuIiIb6nIUI/AAAAAAAABFc/AXIYmbh2TOo/s320/Mid%2BValley%2B2.jpg" /&gt;and finally cakes...cakes...and more cakes displayed at Garden walkway...and it's all dummy...cool! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684143921001678322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkPErvoo1Vo/TuIix7-ARfI/AAAAAAAABF0/L4VhHupgj9k/s320/Merry%2BChristmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684156196581107666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-IVNCsHyjE/TuIt8eENZ9I/AAAAAAAABGw/yOPE7s9TVD8/s400/DSC_0084.jpg" /&gt;Love KL...but not the traffic jammed! TEEHEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8802738734868180478?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8802738734868180478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8802738734868180478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8802738734868180478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8802738734868180478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-bling-bling-holiday.html' title='It&apos;s a bling-bling holiday...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8CcfDB2M74/TuIjqTTysnI/AAAAAAAABGY/TGuusdxI5xU/s72-c/The%2BCurve-Night%2Bwalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5035107648667871277</id><published>2011-11-29T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:06:11.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You should watch this...</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon this youtube and would very much to share with you. As for me, I learnt not only about power of words but also about life. I thanked God today that I can see, I can smell, touch, hear and cry. These are life greatest gifts that we often take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this....and be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;(IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY, AND I CAN'T SEE IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Hzgzim5m7oU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5035107648667871277?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5035107648667871277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5035107648667871277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5035107648667871277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5035107648667871277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-should-watch-this.html' title='You should watch this...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Hzgzim5m7oU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5714814473719557632</id><published>2011-11-26T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:08:02.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost tape</title><content type='html'>I’ve been doing some research lately on large birds. I am not a bird lover but that September night whilst working late at the office, I heard something terribly frightening. That incredible sound has been haunting me ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept wondering over the weeks and months, trying to figure out what was that horrible noise - I shared this unexpected *disturbing noice* with a colleague, even so he was quite skeptical, telling me maybe I had heard it wrongly, saying it could be some crazy bikers riding madly at the coastal highway or the sound of TV. .and when he mentioned birds, I agreed somehow because I heard that terrible strong flapping wings that flew towards our office direction. And the location of our office which is situated very near to a lake and small jungle strenghtens this theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I had never encounter in my life. Actually, I had three similar encounter between July – September. But an encounter on that September night just quarter to seven, (3rd encounter) makes me shivered. This time I really heard it clearly! No doubt about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can’t explain how it sound, but if its a bird, it MUST be some kind of a very very LARGE bird. I don’t think you can imagine, a tremendous sound that thunders across the office hallway. I don’t want to imagine. I only had the thought of escaping - running straight to my car that parked just right outside the entrance, but the horrible sound of it totally paralysing my movements. To be very honest with you, I’m scare to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been resigned from working at the site office almost three weeks now but I could not erase that frightening encounter. That sound is more horrible than Steven Spielberg’s T-REX in Jurassic Movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have other thoughts as well like the thoughts of ‘demons’, but I just do not want to rest my case that easy, and as I continue to do my little investigation, sorting out through youtubes, googles, even writeouts, I finally stumble across Animal Planet on Lost Tape section. Here’s the link -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XRnE-gCPGsI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XRnE-gCPGsI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be..? I cannot be certain..but it scares me after watching this. And then, I kept wondering, how could a bird so large are not sighted by people, where could it be hiding during day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these birds really still exist amongst us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be something else....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5714814473719557632?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5714814473719557632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5714814473719557632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5714814473719557632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5714814473719557632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/11/lost-tape.html' title='Lost tape'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-863416675034064356</id><published>2011-11-14T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:14:53.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When hunger strikes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG7cXzamewk/TsEwX5pU5-I/AAAAAAAABDA/9AOOqJEHXXQ/s1600/P3150771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG7cXzamewk/TsEwX5pU5-I/AAAAAAAABDA/9AOOqJEHXXQ/s320/P3150771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674870192632817634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling hungry at this hour...Urgghhhh.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-863416675034064356?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/863416675034064356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=863416675034064356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/863416675034064356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/863416675034064356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-hunger-strikes.html' title='When hunger strikes...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG7cXzamewk/TsEwX5pU5-I/AAAAAAAABDA/9AOOqJEHXXQ/s72-c/P3150771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5320755305566919723</id><published>2011-11-13T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T05:41:27.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Bit Stronger - Sara Evan</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/22zB6Soc2Gk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A Little Bit Stronger"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late today, and I still feel the sting of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;But I brushed my teeth anyway, got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I got a little bit stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the car to work, and I'm trying to ignore the hurt.&lt;br /&gt;So I turned on the radio, Stupid song made me think of you,&lt;br /&gt;I listened to it for minute, but then I changed it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a little bit stronger, just a little bit stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm done hoping that we can work it out,&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels&lt;br /&gt;Letting you drag my heart around.&lt;br /&gt;And ohhh&lt;br /&gt;I'm done thinking, that you could ever change.&lt;br /&gt;I know my heart will never be the same, &lt;br /&gt;but I'm telling myself I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Even on my weakest days, I get a little bit stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't happen over night, but you turn around and a months gone by, &lt;br /&gt;And you realize you haven't cried.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving you a hour or a second or another minute longer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy getting stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting along without you baby,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you baby,&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel with out me baby?&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting stronger without you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit stronger.&lt;br /&gt;A little bit, a little bit, a little bit stronger.&lt;br /&gt;I get a little bit stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5320755305566919723?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5320755305566919723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5320755305566919723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5320755305566919723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5320755305566919723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-bit-stronger-sara-evan.html' title='A little Bit Stronger - Sara Evan'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/22zB6Soc2Gk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3143640421152020581</id><published>2011-11-12T19:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T19:32:29.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there time for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7NJqUN9TClM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If heaven wasn't so far away..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3143640421152020581?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3143640421152020581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3143640421152020581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3143640421152020581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3143640421152020581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/11/is-there-time-for-me.html' title='Is there time for me?'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7NJqUN9TClM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8952618458329413891</id><published>2011-11-12T01:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T01:15:04.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a relaxing mode..........</title><content type='html'>The sky seems to be darken over the horizon since this afternoon, no wind..very calm and peaceful. And here I am in my room listening to Miley Cyrus - Butterfly fly away. Very harmonious..no banging sound, deafening music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on like this for eternity............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8952618458329413891?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8952618458329413891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8952618458329413891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8952618458329413891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8952618458329413891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-relaxing-mode.html' title='In a relaxing mode..........'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2423440047141801537</id><published>2011-06-24T07:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:23:24.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Prince</title><content type='html'>Now, where shall I begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning up....nope...what's the word...overhauling??..yes, overhauling...I can't help but to do some overhauling volunteering work in that messy office next to mine. With boxes stacking..and plenty 'headache' materials to sort out, surely can easily makes one man insane! But then, after much painstaking effort sorting and throwing 'rubbish', my eyes caught sight of a small thin book which laid between the files and some old documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thin book and simply illustrated in animation, it depicts a little boy standing on somewhat a large balloon. I further read from the back cover, it is stated then that this book was first published in 1943 by one Antoine De Saint-Exupery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one page, in it simply written these words in fountain black:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Dear ......, "what is important to the heart, is invisible to the eyes"..with love JV.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rather strange, I thought - Why on earth does a mature man wanting to read something like this..I mean, not that I mean, adult MUST read adult books but why someone would give this sort to one mature? A fairy tale indeed but is it all fairytale??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when out of curiosity, I took that book home and read. And Lo' that was the first time ever had I completed reading one book in a single day! Amazing..I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I find this book fascinating afterwards, I can't agree more when the writer put it in this way &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When you talk to them(people) about a new friend, they never ask questions about essential matters. They never say to you " What does his voice sound like? what games does he prefer?&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;does he likes butterflies?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but rather &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how old is he?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;how many brother does he have?"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and he further mentioned&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;" if you were to say to them&lt;/strong&gt;(people) &lt;strong&gt;I've seen a beautiful house built with pink bricks and ....doves on the roof.."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;They would not be able to imagine such a house".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (unless you mention it in figure terms ) then they would exclaim&lt;strong&gt; "Oh! How lovely!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And he further wrote about one being tamed the heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't agree more. My heart's being tame by all who reads my blog..who commented...who always wish me well and best of everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just wish...someday...we could meet...even a thousand miles away...maybe just around the corner...But then...it's just a wish...but than, I rather it stays that way...beautifully kept in the little corner of my world. Always there...unique..mysterious........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just wanna say " Thank you for being my friend!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessed Weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being thankful today...signing off - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;your little friend - Honeybuzzin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-2423440047141801537?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2423440047141801537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2423440047141801537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2423440047141801537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2423440047141801537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-prince.html' title='The Little Prince'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-255308197055844109</id><published>2011-06-06T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T06:55:16.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter for ELIJAH..</title><content type='html'>Dear Elijah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there! How are you? First of all , I want to apologise to have keep you waiting for this ...I am pretty buzy lately, but my mind kept thinking about you. I wonder, how's school for you? How tall are you? What is your favourite color? Do you like chocolate cake? Do you have many friends? I want to tell you that I am looking forward to see you..please let me know when you are coming back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know much about me...but for me....I knew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u like animals......cat especially...(cause u hold the whiskas box...hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;I know u like ice-cream....I saw you enjoyed one..&lt;br /&gt;I know you like swimming...I saw you at the pool...&lt;br /&gt;I know you like balloons.....I saw you hold one....&lt;br /&gt;I know you like Mickey Mouse....I saw that picture...&lt;br /&gt;I know you like soft toys...I saw you hugging one...&lt;br /&gt;I know you like transformer....also cars......I saw that...I saw that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view his picture here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://charity1313.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-card-for-elijah.html"&gt;http://charity1313.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-card-for-elijah.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell you, what a terrific kid you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;your new friend,&lt;br /&gt;Honeybuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-255308197055844109?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/255308197055844109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=255308197055844109' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/255308197055844109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/255308197055844109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-for-elijah.html' title='A letter for ELIJAH..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5920968127068776590</id><published>2011-05-23T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:11:42.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you love me....</title><content type='html'>When u think it is right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2GuJ5rCuoVI/TdpbQo1BH3I/AAAAAAAAA30/j_CUxDayjOQ/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609896627239198578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2GuJ5rCuoVI/TdpbQo1BH3I/AAAAAAAAA30/j_CUxDayjOQ/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A worried woman went to her gynecologist and said: &lt;em&gt;"Doctor, I have a serious problem and desperately need your help! My baby is not even 1 year old, and I'm pregnant again. I don't want kids so close together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the doctor said: &lt;em&gt;'Ok and what do you want me to do?'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said: &lt;em&gt;'I want you to end my pregnancy, and I'm counting on your help with this.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor thought for a little, and after some silence he said to the lady: &lt;em&gt;'I think I have a better&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;solution for your problem. It's less dangerous for you too.'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She smiled, thinking that the doctor was going to accept her request. Then he continued: &lt;em&gt;'You see, in order for you not to have to take care of 2 babies at the same time, let's kill the one in&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;your arms. This way, you could rest some before the other one is born. If we're going to kill one of them, it doesn't matter which one it is. There would be no risk for your body if you chose&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;the one in your arms.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady was horrified and said: &lt;em&gt;'No doctor! How terrible! It's a crime to kill a child!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I agree',&lt;/em&gt; the doctor replied. &lt;em&gt;'But you seemed to be ok with it, so I thought maybe that was the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;best solution.'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor smiled, realizing that he had made his point. He convinced the mom that there is no difference in killing a child that's already been born and one that's still in the womb. The crime is the same! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5920968127068776590?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5920968127068776590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5920968127068776590' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5920968127068776590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5920968127068776590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-you-love-me.html' title='Don&apos;t you love me....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2GuJ5rCuoVI/TdpbQo1BH3I/AAAAAAAAA30/j_CUxDayjOQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3531602103790560096</id><published>2011-02-23T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T20:20:27.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER ARGUE WITH A WOMAN!</title><content type='html'>One morning, the husband returns the boat to their lakeside cottage after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She motors out a short distance, anchors, puts her feet up, and begins to read her book. The peace and solitude are magnificent. Along comes a Fish and Game warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, &lt;em&gt;“Good morning, ma’am. What are you doing?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Reading a book,”&lt;/em&gt; she replies, thinking&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; ...isn’t that obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You’re in a restricted fishing area”'&lt;/em&gt; he informs her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I’m sorry, officer, but I’m not fishing. I’m reading.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Yes, but I see you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I’ll have to take you in and write you up.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“If you do that, I’ll have to charge you with sexual&lt;/em&gt; assault,” says the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“But I haven’t even touched you,”&lt;/em&gt; says the game warden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“That’s true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Have a nice day ma’am,” and he left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MORAL: Never argue with a woman&lt;/em&gt; who reads. It’s likely she can also think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3531602103790560096?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3531602103790560096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3531602103790560096' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3531602103790560096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3531602103790560096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2011/02/never-argue-with-woman.html' title='NEVER ARGUE WITH A WOMAN!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6536963037125931890</id><published>2010-10-19T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T04:56:40.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..errr...very funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/TL2GbEMKmrI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/dgOgCvqykRw/s1600/The+poor+man%27s+vacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529723717020195506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/TL2GbEMKmrI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/dgOgCvqykRw/s400/The+poor+man%27s+vacation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sure, pictures does tell a lot of stories!&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/5195331222857420044-6536963037125931890?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6536963037125931890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6536963037125931890' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6536963037125931890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6536963037125931890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/10/errrvery-funny.html' title='..errr...very funny!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/TL2GbEMKmrI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/dgOgCvqykRw/s72-c/The+poor+man%27s+vacation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1197050986907394849</id><published>2010-08-29T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T05:39:16.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could this be real? Giants of the past...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/THpUvqGb1nI/AAAAAAAAAzk/O-GFTEtjmBg/s1600/untitled+-+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510810271773087346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/THpUvqGb1nI/AAAAAAAAAzk/O-GFTEtjmBg/s320/untitled+-+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/THpUPWzakgI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bMXdIjRSA28/s1600/untitled+-+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510809716837224962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/THpUPWzakgI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bMXdIjRSA28/s320/untitled+-+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Numbers 13:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There we saw the GIANTS (the descendants of Anak came from the GIANTS); and we were like grasshoppers in our own sight, and so we were in their sight."&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/5195331222857420044-1197050986907394849?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1197050986907394849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1197050986907394849' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1197050986907394849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1197050986907394849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/08/could-this-be-real-giants-of-past.html' title='Could this be real? Giants of the past...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/THpUvqGb1nI/AAAAAAAAAzk/O-GFTEtjmBg/s72-c/untitled+-+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2050764033201207563</id><published>2010-07-12T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T00:45:14.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have u seen something like this? Pretty cool eh..</title><content type='html'>STATE OF THE ART GERMAN PARKING GARAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is pretty amazing! Can you imagine how all this operates? How do they lock each car in its cubicle for safety? WHO CARES? NO ONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND COULD GET IN IT HERE. (But believe me, the Germans WILL LOCK THAT CAR!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492921914241698978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/TDrHYNVVzKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/aiLWnTWeD6k/s320/pic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk about German efficiency! The photo above were taken at a new parking garage in Munich . The actual space that the facility occupies is approximately only 20% of a comparable facility with the traditional design that is used primarily in the US. Not only is the German structure less expensive to build, but vehicles are also 'retrieved' in less time and without the potential of being damaged by an attendant. Now this is what we called - COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-2050764033201207563?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2050764033201207563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2050764033201207563' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2050764033201207563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2050764033201207563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-u-seen-something-like-this-pretty.html' title='Have u seen something like this? Pretty cool eh..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/TDrHYNVVzKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/aiLWnTWeD6k/s72-c/pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2902629741598173339</id><published>2010-07-01T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:02:55.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For your info......be alert!</title><content type='html'>Another early day today, whilst sorting out my mails, here's one very interesting. No harm knowing this. It read:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOR  YOUR   INFO -  BE  ALERT :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken from a newspaper article in local Chinese papers recently. Take note of any unusual markings in front of your house. It could be a code for these unsavoury people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: [ + ] or [ - ]     means Owner not in house during day/night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Θ ]               means Staying alone or Renting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]                 means 3 family members staying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[√ ]                 means House has been broken in before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ *  ]              means Target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ X ]                means Not Our Target (Safety First)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, keep well and keep safe. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-2902629741598173339?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2902629741598173339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2902629741598173339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2902629741598173339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2902629741598173339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-your-infobe-alert.html' title='For your info......be alert!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4713380267657403343</id><published>2010-06-29T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T13:30:48.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please.........</title><content type='html'>I normally would not want to wake up at this hour. ..even if I can't sleep. Looking at the wall clock, it's only a quarter to four in the morning. It was very calm..very silent.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea whatsoever why this early..but now sitting, facing my computer..trying to get across what's in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kindda buzy lately. Besides being so engrossed with my buzy schedule, I met some new friends but particularly one that asked me out for a date. I felt like banging my head against the wall when I promised him a "yes" answer. I regretted it so much now because he's not a nobody but a somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been texting me every now and then, giving me hints.."don't forget u promise me a date".&lt;br /&gt;How I wish it could be as easy as a cyber date just as I'd potray in a naughty essay concerning that special night with one blogger, named Uncle Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to say "NO"? at least in a polite way...tactful perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4713380267657403343?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4713380267657403343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4713380267657403343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4713380267657403343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4713380267657403343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/06/please.html' title='Please.........'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-7295504313090317862</id><published>2010-06-11T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T04:46:31.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I wish it wasn't true...</title><content type='html'>Upset? yes..definately. I knew him few years back. I still recalled, we were like best buddies and when he told me that his contract with the company he worked with due the coming month, I asked him to join our company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see no harm in helping someone who wanted a job and he's not only some 'hi and bye' kindda friends, he is but my good buddy. And now, I regretted that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what had happened to him and to the friendship we'd built on good terms. It really saddened me to see his change of behaviour. He is no longer my old buddy..who's kind, understanding and a good cheer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's not even a misunderstand..he got so mad and clench his fists. I was shocked to see his manner. I told him sharply" if you dare..."&lt;br /&gt;He did not. He walked away.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-7295504313090317862?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/7295504313090317862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=7295504313090317862' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7295504313090317862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7295504313090317862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-i-wish-it-wasnt-true.html' title='How I wish it wasn&apos;t true...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3542050896678215593</id><published>2010-05-21T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T03:13:11.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Scam? U must read this!</title><content type='html'>This is kinda scary if only because of how simple it is. I'll bet this works all too often. You arrive at your hotel and check in at the front desk. When checking in, you give the front desk your credit card (for all the charges for your room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get to your room and settle in. Someone calls the front desk and asks for (example) Room 320 (which happens to be your room). Your phone rings in your room. You answer and the person on the other end says the following, 'This is the front desk. When checking in, we came cross a problem with your charge card information. Please re-read me your credit card number and verify the last 3 digits numbers at the reverse side of your charge card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Not thinking anything, you might give this person your information, since the call seems to come from the front desk. But actually, it's a scam of someone calling from outside the hotel/front desk. They ask for a random room number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they ask you for credit card and address information, sounding so professional that you think you're talking to front desk personnel. If you ever encounter this problem on your vacation or on a businesstrip, &lt;strong&gt;tell the caller that you will be down at the front desk to clear up any&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;problems in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;person.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, go to the front desk and ask if there was a problem. If there was none, &lt;strong&gt;inform the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;manager of the hotel that someone attempted to scam you of your credit card information&lt;/strong&gt; acting like a front desk employee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was sent by someone who has been duped....... and is still clearing up the mess....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Please everyone, help spread the word by forwarding this to everyone you know and care for... Who knows, you might just help a friend avoid a nasty experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3542050896678215593?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3542050896678215593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3542050896678215593' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3542050896678215593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3542050896678215593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/05/hotel-scam-u-must-read-this.html' title='Hotel Scam? U must read this!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8121237225301031272</id><published>2010-05-09T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T06:02:39.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's no Cleopatra.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S-av2wgqH5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/glnXzwDiQzs/s1600/PB300458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469252152757723026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S-av2wgqH5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/glnXzwDiQzs/s400/PB300458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A women has strengths that amaze men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She can handle trouble and carry heaven burdens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She holds happiness, love and opinions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She smiles when she feels like screaming....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She sings when she feels like crying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cries when she's happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and laughs when she's afraid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Her Love is unconditional!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;There's only one thing wrong with her, she sometimes forgets what she is worth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u are a woman...pass this on to every beautiful woman u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;..."HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u mom....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8121237225301031272?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8121237225301031272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8121237225301031272' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8121237225301031272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8121237225301031272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-no-cleopatra.html' title='She&apos;s no Cleopatra.....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S-av2wgqH5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/glnXzwDiQzs/s72-c/PB300458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5024419211511638964</id><published>2010-04-30T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T05:11:53.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I borrow RM25?</title><content type='html'>A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman said angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUM: 'If you must know, I make RM 50 an hour.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'Mummy, may I please borrow RM 25?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The woman sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that RM 25 and he really didn't ask for money very often . The woman went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you asleep, son?' She asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the woman. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the RM 25 you asked for.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. 'Mummy, I have RM 50 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother was crushed. She put his arms around her little son, and she begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do remember to share that RM 50 worth of your time with someone you love. If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours. But the family &amp;amp; friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5024419211511638964?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5024419211511638964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5024419211511638964' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5024419211511638964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5024419211511638964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-borrow-rm25.html' title='Can I borrow RM25?'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3252445853008095265</id><published>2010-04-23T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T03:08:09.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aha!</title><content type='html'>An old prospector shuffled into town leading an old tired mule. The old man headed straight for the only saloon to clear his parched throat. He walked up and tied his old mule to the hitch rail.  As he stood there, brushing some of the dust from his face and clothes, a young gunslinger stepped out of the saloon with a gun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed, saying, "Hey old man, have you ever danced?" &lt;br /&gt;The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, "No, I never did dance... never really wanted to." A crowd had gathered as the gunslinger grinned and said,  "Well, you old fool, you're gonna dance now," and started shooting at the old man's feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old prospector --not wanting to get a toe blown off-- started hopping around like a flea on a hot skillet.  Everybody was laughing, fit to be tied. When his last bullet had been fired, the young gunslinger, still laughing, holstered his gun and turned around to go back into the saloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man turned to his pack mule, pulled out a double-barreled shotgun, and cocked both hammers. The loud clicks carried clearly through the desert air. The crowd stopped laughing immediately. The young gunslinger heard the sounds too, and he turned around very slowly.  The silence was almost deafening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd watched as the young gunman stared at the old timer and the large gaping holes of those twin barrels. The barrels of the shotgun never wavered in the old man's hands, as he quietly said, "Son, have you ever licked a mule's behind?" The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, "No sir..... but... I've always wanted to."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There are a few lessons for us all here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never be arrogant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't waste ammunition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whiskey makes you think you're smarter than you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always, always make sure you know who has the power.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't mess with old men, they didn't get old by being stupid&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love a story with a happy ending, don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3252445853008095265?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3252445853008095265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3252445853008095265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3252445853008095265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3252445853008095265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/04/aha.html' title='Aha!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1702859155073891478</id><published>2010-04-10T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T07:09:30.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from Michael</title><content type='html'>Received this also among my emails:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Law:&lt;br /&gt;With the high rate of attacks on women in secluded parking lots, especially during evening hours, the Minneapolis City Council has established a 'Women Only' parking lot at the Mall of America. Even the parking lot attendants are exclusively female so that a comfortable and safe environment is created for patrons. Below is the first picture available of this world-first women-only parking lot in Minnesota  (scroll down).&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S8CFj_Y_lUI/AAAAAAAAApc/f-oouFXjt7Q/s1600/SafeRedirect.aspx"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458509601731220802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S8CFj_Y_lUI/AAAAAAAAApc/f-oouFXjt7Q/s400/SafeRedirect.aspx" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My comment - Chehhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;                             ..you wait arr Micheal..I strangle you!&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/5195331222857420044-1702859155073891478?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1702859155073891478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1702859155073891478' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1702859155073891478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1702859155073891478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/04/message-from-michael.html' title='A message from Michael'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S8CFj_Y_lUI/AAAAAAAAApc/f-oouFXjt7Q/s72-c/SafeRedirect.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1446306418451924039</id><published>2010-04-08T02:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T06:00:36.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..so are the ants</title><content type='html'>I haven't been seeing Jade for quite some time but today, I managed to call her and dragged her out from her comfort zone and spending time together for a YumCha and interrogation session of 'whoaa...what have u been doing lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade took my left hand and rub against her cheek saying.."Whoaa....I love you *HONEYBUZZ*...tho' we haven't see each other for months yet when we meet today, it's like we just met yesterday and continuing our unfinished story" said she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arhahaha...." I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"I like it this way...two matured and understanding humans..well, both you and I work, so what do one expect, and furthermore, I dislike the idea of giving you a pouting lips and show you 'NOW ONLY YOU WANT TO CATCH UP WITH ME' face impression". I said smilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed sometimes when we are too engrossed with our work, we somehow forget that there are other things in life that requires attention as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it somewhere saying this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..." It is not enough to be busy; so are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, am not going to make myself so busy again...just gonna work the smarter way. Maybe, that's the way to go for this roaming year of the Tiger. No regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1446306418451924039?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1446306418451924039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1446306418451924039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1446306418451924039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1446306418451924039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-are-ants.html' title='..so are the ants'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8948617873695791698</id><published>2010-03-23T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:42:48.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A cellphone Joke..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I do get mails like this:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SALULAH Vodacom&lt;/strong&gt; : How may we help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt; : This is Julius Malema and I haff a big problem with my phone bill.. My wife, she think I haffing an affair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vodacom&lt;/strong&gt; : Okay Sir, and how can we help you with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt; : My bill haff all these calls to Salulah and my wife think I haffing an affair with this woman, but I never heard of her before. You must please trace these calls for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vodacom&lt;/strong&gt; : Sir, I'm sorry but the bill won't actually tell you the name of the person you're calling, just their number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt; : This one does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vodacom&lt;/strong&gt; : What phone do you have, Sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt; : A mobile. I tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vodacom&lt;/strong&gt; : No, Sir, what make? What do you have in your hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt; : An erection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment's silence, the gallant Vodacom worker continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vodacom&lt;/strong&gt; : Um, sir? Could you spell that for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt; : For sure - E..R..I..C..S..S..O..N. - Erection.&lt;br /&gt;Another moment's silence from Vodacom, and suddenly the penny dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vodacom&lt;/strong&gt; : Sir? Can you spell Salulah for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt; : For sure. C..E..L...L..U..L..A...R. - Salulah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8948617873695791698?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8948617873695791698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8948617873695791698' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8948617873695791698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8948617873695791698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/03/cellphone-joke.html' title='A cellphone Joke..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3016977324940324106</id><published>2010-03-12T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T04:46:09.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts can be stranger than fiction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;True Murder Story..Unbelievable.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is something to think about...Just when you think you have heard everything!! Do you like to read a good murder mystery? Not even Law and Order would attempt to capture this mess. This is an unbelievable twist of fate!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; At the 1994 annual awards dinner given for Forensic Science, (AAFS) President Dr. Don Harper Mills astounded his audience with the legal complications of a bizarre death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here is the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;On March 23, 1994 the medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald Opus and concluded that he died from a shotgun wound to the head. Mr. Opus had jumped from the top of a 10-story building intending to commit suicide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;He left a note to the effect indicating his despondency. As he fell past the ninth floor, his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window, which killed him instantly. Neither the shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net had been installed just below the eighth floor level to protect some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were arguing vigorously and he was threatening her with a shotgun! The man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger, he completely missed his wife and the pellets went through the window, striking Mr. Opus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;When one intends to kill subject 'A' but kills subject 'B' in the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject 'B.' When confronted with the murder charge, the old man and his wife were both adamant, and both said that they thought the shotgun was not loaded. The old man said it was a long- standing habit to threaten his wife with the unloaded shotgun. He had no intention to murder her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Therefore, the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident; that is, assuming the gun had been accidentally loaded.The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old couple's son loading the shotgun about 6 weeks prior to the fatal accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son's financial support and the son, knowing the propensity of his father to use the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation that his father would shoot his mother. Since the loader of the gun was aware of this, he was guilty of the murder even though he didn't actually pull the trigger. The case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the death of Ronald Opus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now for the exquisite twist... Further investigation revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald Opus. He had become increasingly despondent over the failure of his attempt to engineer his mother's murder. This led him to jump off the 10 story building on March 23rd, only to be killed by a shotgun blast passing through the ninth story window. The son, Ronald Opus, had actually murdered himself. So the medical examiner closed the case as a suicide. A true story from Associated Press.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3016977324940324106?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3016977324940324106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3016977324940324106' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3016977324940324106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3016977324940324106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/03/facts-can-be-stranger-than-fiction.html' title='Facts can be stranger than fiction...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4257569658953754375</id><published>2010-03-10T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T04:10:09.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like lilies of the field...</title><content type='html'>I'd never knew that she has gone home until I reach for the papers and saw her column. I felt very weak suddenly. I couldn't believed what I saw, this can't be true..this can't be true. I run few calls and wept after the confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalling Charles Spurgeon most popular work saying "there is nothing very pleasant recalling that we are not immune to adversity, but it may humble us and prevent our boasting (Pslm.30:6).&lt;br /&gt;It may keep us from sinking our roots too deeply into this soil from which we are so soon be transplanted into the heavenly garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote further,  " Let us recall the frail claim we hold on our earthly blessings. If we would remember that all trees of the earth are marked for the woodsman's axe, we would not be so ready to build our nest in them. We should love the love that expects death and counts on separations. Our dear relatives are but loaned to us, and the hour when we must return them to the Lender's hand may be even at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much comforted by these words...coincidently enough, these humble and wise words are written by Spurgeon on March 10, the same date as she left us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May her soul rest in peace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4257569658953754375?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4257569658953754375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4257569658953754375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4257569658953754375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4257569658953754375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/03/like-lilies-of-field.html' title='Like lilies of the field...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-143160180160933380</id><published>2010-02-15T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:05:02.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This kind of love I want in my life...</title><content type='html'>It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00am.I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam,it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health.He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised, and asked him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled as he patted my hand and said,...&lt;strong&gt;'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,..'That is the kind of love I want in my life.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be,and will not be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-143160180160933380?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/143160180160933380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=143160180160933380' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/143160180160933380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/143160180160933380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-kind-of-love-i-want-in-my-life.html' title='This kind of love I want in my life...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6220259140686172726</id><published>2010-02-15T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T06:56:03.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women are great...and scary too..</title><content type='html'>Received this from my email...forwarded by a male friend...uhuk uhuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever u give a woman, she will make it greater&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give her sperm, she will give u a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give her a house, she will give u a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give her groceries, she will give u a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give her a smile n she will give u her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She multiplies and enlarges what she is given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;------------So if u give her crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE anyway..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-6220259140686172726?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6220259140686172726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6220259140686172726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6220259140686172726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6220259140686172726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/02/women-are-greatand-scary-too.html' title='Women are great...and scary too..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6746402816791989845</id><published>2010-01-22T05:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:17:40.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most beautiful rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S1mk5S8rICI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Jg3Pmd4ZQKg/s1600-h/ATT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S1mk5S8rICI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Jg3Pmd4ZQKg/s400/ATT1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429552130017665058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every 60 seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live simply. Love generously.&lt;br /&gt;Care deeply. Speak kindly.&lt;br /&gt;Leave the rest to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-6746402816791989845?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6746402816791989845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6746402816791989845' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6746402816791989845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6746402816791989845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-we-grow-up-we-learn-that-even-one.html' title='The most beautiful rainbow'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/S1mk5S8rICI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Jg3Pmd4ZQKg/s72-c/ATT1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8777152660172510546</id><published>2010-01-05T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:31:26.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Images Of A Mom...</title><content type='html'>Amongst my emails........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 YEARS OF AGE  -  My Mommy can do anything!&lt;br /&gt;8 YEARS OF AGE  -  My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either!&lt;br /&gt;16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.&lt;br /&gt;18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!&lt;br /&gt;25 YEARS OF AGE -  Well, she might know a little bit about it.&lt;br /&gt;35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.&lt;br /&gt;45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?&lt;br /&gt;65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with mom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8777152660172510546?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8777152660172510546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8777152660172510546' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8777152660172510546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8777152660172510546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/01/images-of-mom.html' title='The Images Of A Mom...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8862148528233895568</id><published>2010-01-03T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T03:45:32.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Way of Staying Out...</title><content type='html'>THE BEST WAY OF STAYING OUT OF H1N1 TROUBLE&lt;br /&gt;(Source from NST, Malaysia) A letter to the Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECENTLY, I saw photos in newspapers showing people wearing “surgical masks” at shopping malls, schools, mamakstalls and other public areas. I have even noticed people wearing them out in the open with no one around. Because of this, I would like to explain why the mask may do more harm than good. The H1N1 virus is not airborne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To be considered an airborne virus, the microorganism would have to survive or remainin the air for long periods of time. The H1N1 virus does not stay airborne. I have noticed many people wearing masks incrowded places. However, places like airports, shopping malls and schools arefull of germs and bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a small amount of bacteria gets into a hole inthe mask, you will provide a breeding ground for the bacteria, which may leadto an illness or infection. The moisture you produce in your mask is perfect for bacteria and viruses, and may be a recipe for disaster. The way to prevent exposure to H1N1 virusis to avoid physical contact with people who may be sick or infected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also avoid commonly touched surfaces like escalator railings, poles and public toilet doorknobs. The H1N1 virus usually spreads when someone touches surfaces with the virus and then touches his own nose, eyes or mouth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing your hands frequently is the best defense against exposure. And yes, the virus may travel from point A to point B in the air. But it will drop, not stay airborne. Wearing a mask is only good at helping you not to spread your illness to others if you are infected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Source: NST –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letter to Editor on August 7, ’09 by Kiang Jau Sang Malacca)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8862148528233895568?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8862148528233895568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8862148528233895568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8862148528233895568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8862148528233895568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-way-of-staying-out.html' title='The Best Way of Staying Out...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4323195516148541956</id><published>2009-12-19T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T03:54:14.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear all.it's time, we have a good look at life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Family Problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar drinking shot after shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian man said to the American, 'You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely girl from a village whom I haven't even met once.' We call this arranged marriage. I don't want to marry a woman whom I don't love... I told them that openly and now have a hell lot of family problems.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American said, talking about love marriages... I'll tell you my story.&lt;br /&gt;I married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated for 3 years. 'After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter and married her, so my father became my son-in-law and I became my father's father-in-law. Legally now my daughter is my mother and my wife my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my father's brother and so he is my uncle. Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my father's son, my brother is my grandson. Ultimately, I have become my own grand father and I am my own grandson.. And you say you have family problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian fainted…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4323195516148541956?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4323195516148541956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4323195516148541956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4323195516148541956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4323195516148541956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-allits-time-we-have-good-look-at.html' title='Dear all.it&apos;s time, we have a good look at life.'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8982004204623999049</id><published>2009-12-10T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:26:16.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say I'm broke...... I'm broke!</title><content type='html'>A little old lady answered a knock on the door one day, only to be confronted by a well-dressed young man carrying a vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Good morning,' said the young man. 'If I could take a couple of minutes of your time, I would like to demonstrate the very latest in high-powered vacuum cleaners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go away!" said the old lady. 'I'm broke and haven't got any money!' and she proceeded to close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick as a flash, the young man wedged his foot in the door and pushed it wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't be too hasty!' he said. 'Not until you have at least seen my demonstration.' And with that, he emptied a bucket of horse manure onto her hallway carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If this vacuum cleaner does not remove all traces of this horse manure from your carpet, Madam, I will personally eat the remainder.' The old lady stepped back and said, "Well let me get you a fork," cause they cut off my electricity this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8982004204623999049?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8982004204623999049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8982004204623999049' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8982004204623999049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8982004204623999049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-i-say-im-broke-im-broke.html' title='When I say I&apos;m broke...... I&apos;m broke!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5193304171604479118</id><published>2009-11-01T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T05:06:17.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Kick Rule...</title><content type='html'>A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural North Cowra . He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing. The litigator responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old farmer Peter replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial lawyers in Australia and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes in North Cowra . We settle small disagreements like this with the 'Three Kick Rule.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer asked, "What is the 'Three Kick Rule'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, I get to go first. I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom. The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel-toed work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees! His second kick to t he midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end, sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie.&lt;br /&gt;Summoning every bit of his will and remaining strength the lawyer very slowly managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, you old fart. Now it's my turn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love this part)&lt;br /&gt;The old farmer smiled and said, "Nah, I give up. You can have the duck." !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Moral : When you are educated, you'll believe only half of what you hear. When you're intelligent, you know which halfâ€¦â€¦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5193304171604479118?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5193304171604479118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5193304171604479118' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5193304171604479118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5193304171604479118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/11/three-kick-rule.html' title='Three Kick Rule...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8291409120697594187</id><published>2009-10-30T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T02:55:27.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Old Ladies Having a smoke...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have a good laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First, you should know there is a "Camel" brand cigarette....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/Suq26NanGnI/AAAAAAAAAoE/O8cx0NB5gao/s1600-h/camel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398328214506904178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/Suq26NanGnI/AAAAAAAAAoE/O8cx0NB5gao/s320/camel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jane and Arlene are outside their nursing home, having a drink and a smoke, when it starts to rain. Jane pulls out a condom, cuts off the end, puts it over her cigarette, and continues smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlene: What in the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane: A condom. This way my cigarette doesn't get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlene: Where did you get it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jane: You can get them at any pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Arlene hobbles herself into the local pharmacy and announces to the pharmacist that she wants a box of condoms. The pharmacist, embarrassed, looks at her kind of strangely (she is after all, over 80 years of age), but very delicately asks what brand of condom she prefers.'Doesn't matter Sonny, as long as it fits on a Camel.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pharmacist fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8291409120697594187?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8291409120697594187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8291409120697594187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8291409120697594187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8291409120697594187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-old-ladies-having-smoke.html' title='Two Old Ladies Having a smoke...?'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/Suq26NanGnI/AAAAAAAAAoE/O8cx0NB5gao/s72-c/camel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5859716784595009199</id><published>2009-10-23T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T05:43:11.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUshae Jewelry - Just for you</title><content type='html'>This unique tag was given by my dear blogger friend, Sis Rahma. If you are interested to know what it is about, please go to this link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pearl-stud-earrings-rahma.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://imgs.jewelryartdesigns.com/JBADGEx1x1097109-1251771xd06BCx16_0_223.gif)" href="http://www.jewelryartdesigns.com/jewelry-jad.asp?p=Earrings"&gt;&lt;img alt="earrings" src="http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k286/pulselayouts/no-dinner-jewelry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5859716784595009199?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5859716784595009199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5859716784595009199' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5859716784595009199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5859716784595009199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/10/lushae-jewelry-just-for-you.html' title='LUshae Jewelry - Just for you'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8700615819517998436</id><published>2009-10-13T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T05:46:57.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Invisible Man</title><content type='html'>I got this email today..and find this type of art simply fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;This guy (Liu Bolin) paints himself, no kidding, no trick photography he just paints himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR1e1MxdHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VzPOaDUJI7Y/s1600-h/invisibleman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392063826406503538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR1e1MxdHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VzPOaDUJI7Y/s320/invisibleman.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR1Qyo9zbI/AAAAAAAAAmE/rYgfOlOAKII/s1600-h/invisible+man+6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392063585201278386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR1Qyo9zbI/AAAAAAAAAmE/rYgfOlOAKII/s320/invisible+man+6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR1Bq-1nSI/AAAAAAAAAl8/S8yWIArEJuc/s1600-h/invisible+man+7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392063325447494946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR1Bq-1nSI/AAAAAAAAAl8/S8yWIArEJuc/s320/invisible+man+7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR0tkY4QkI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4itLIzYd8Dg/s1600-h/invisible+man.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392062980080288322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR0tkY4QkI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4itLIzYd8Dg/s320/invisible+man.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8700615819517998436?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8700615819517998436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8700615819517998436' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8700615819517998436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8700615819517998436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/10/invisible-man.html' title='The Invisible Man'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/StR1e1MxdHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VzPOaDUJI7Y/s72-c/invisibleman.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5574562123116865275</id><published>2009-09-17T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:34:04.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Me</title><content type='html'>This song is about loving someone unconditionally for life and beyond. It's not like couples nowadays, would have just give up easily when storm hits.&lt;br /&gt;Or you may think, the flame you have for each other subsides..and there's a better person out there instead of the person you once claimed yours and loved.&lt;br /&gt;watch this clip...it makes me tear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUvN5F6ZIy8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUvN5F6ZIy8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5574562123116865275?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5574562123116865275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5574562123116865275' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5574562123116865275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5574562123116865275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-me.html' title='Love Me'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3320572982491060162</id><published>2009-08-27T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:20:01.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have 3 stupid stages of life………..  what’s yours??</title><content type='html'>Teen age: Have Time + Energy …but No Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SpaVi8YfQJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qNJLvgUErb0/s1600-h/teenage.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374647632870195346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SpaVi8YfQJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qNJLvgUErb0/s320/teenage.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working Age: Have Money + Energy …but No Time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SpaVRC3_A_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/VbhFYI2-HG4/s1600-h/working.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374647325375267826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SpaVRC3_A_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/VbhFYI2-HG4/s320/working.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Old age: Have Time + Money …but no Energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SpaUwvT1qlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZwFR_epjE90/s1600-h/old+age.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374646770367572562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SpaUwvT1qlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZwFR_epjE90/s320/old+age.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so true, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3320572982491060162?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3320572982491060162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3320572982491060162' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3320572982491060162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3320572982491060162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-have-3-stupid-stages-of-life-whats.html' title='We have 3 stupid stages of life………..  what’s yours??'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SpaVi8YfQJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qNJLvgUErb0/s72-c/teenage.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5073285735550766316</id><published>2009-08-12T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T06:59:28.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let those tears fall...</title><content type='html'>I was blogwalking this morning, browsing blog page to blog page....till I stopped at a page. (don't feel like mentioning who..) I can't help feeling sad..and feel like hugging her. She wrote about the loss of her brother in a fire. It must be a very painful ordeal for her and the rest of her family at this time of trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember losing a sister many years ago. She was born a paralytic. It is not easy to care for someone that is born abnormal. I can't recall how many sleepless night we gotta endure...worrying about her. At times mom and I would be a bit paranoid! Loving her so much yet thinking the worst at the same time. Worrying whether she's cold, hungry or sick..or maybe need a diaper change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needed constant care and supervision at all times..and that makes me my sister's keeper.&lt;br /&gt;Many nights, i would try to talk to her, to reach out to her but only find it frustrating. My sister can barely talk...very few words and silence. It was really heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how tired it was to care for special person like my sister. Now she's gone...her memories still lingers in my heart. No one can ever replace her.&lt;br /&gt;For those who lost someone today....let's join our hearts together and pray for our loving ones.&lt;br /&gt;Let those tears fall...but keep the memory intact in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My sister, I will always love you.... - your little phoenix @ Honeybuzz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5073285735550766316?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5073285735550766316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5073285735550766316' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5073285735550766316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5073285735550766316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-those-tears-fall.html' title='Let those tears fall...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-7907184955926298742</id><published>2009-07-01T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:38:08.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From an old friend...a forumer</title><content type='html'>Taken from - Thread Burberry cayang..I LOVE U, I MISS U much much much much more (",)&lt;br /&gt;(A song from Berry to Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thank God I found you -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give up everything&lt;br /&gt;Before I'd separate myself from you&lt;br /&gt;After so much suffering&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found unvarnished truth&lt;br /&gt;I was all by myself for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;So cold inside&lt;br /&gt;And the hurt from the heart it would not subside&lt;br /&gt;I felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;Until you saved my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you&lt;br /&gt;I was lost without you&lt;br /&gt;My every wish and every dream&lt;br /&gt;Somehow became reality&lt;br /&gt;When you brought the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Completed my whole life&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I'm so thankful i found you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give you everything&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To ensure your happiness&lt;br /&gt;I'll cherish every part of you&lt;br /&gt;Because without you beside me I can't survive&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna try&lt;br /&gt;If you're keeping me warm each and every night&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all right&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need you in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you (I'm thanking you)&lt;br /&gt;I was lost lost without you (so lost without you)&lt;br /&gt;My every wish and every dream (every dream, every dream)&lt;br /&gt;Somehow became reality&lt;br /&gt;When you brought the sunlight (brought the sunlight)&lt;br /&gt;Completed my whole life&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I'm so thankful I found you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I was so desolate&lt;br /&gt;Before you came to me&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I guess it shows&lt;br /&gt;That we were destined to shine&lt;br /&gt;After the rain to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;The gift of what we have&lt;br /&gt;And I'd go through it all over again&lt;br /&gt;To be able to feel this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you&lt;br /&gt;I was lost lost without you (lost without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;My every wish and every dream&lt;br /&gt;Somehow became reality&lt;br /&gt;When you brought the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Completed my whole life (whole life)&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;Sweet baby I'm so thankful&lt;br /&gt;I found you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;My baby I'm so thankful&lt;br /&gt;I found you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;My baby I'm so thankful I found you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special 4 u dik honey :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-7907184955926298742?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/7907184955926298742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=7907184955926298742' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7907184955926298742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7907184955926298742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-old-frienda-forumer.html' title='From an old friend...a forumer'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4153544228287277547</id><published>2009-06-05T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:20:55.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not what you think...</title><content type='html'>I find this youtube truly inspiring...shed some tears too. Watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MslbhDZoniY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MslbhDZoniY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4153544228287277547?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4153544228287277547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4153544228287277547' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4153544228287277547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4153544228287277547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-not-what-you-think.html' title='It&apos;s not what you think...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5105391476559821471</id><published>2009-06-03T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:46:40.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I come..DINAWAN ISLAND</title><content type='html'>I did not watch our beauties walk down the hall with beautifully worn traditional costume last weekend while celebrating Harvest Festival but here - DINAWAN ISLAND where I took a half hour boat ride from Sutera Harbour jetty to this marvellous Island. You guys out there, this is an Island you MUST go after the famous more commercialized Manukan. Not as captivating as Pulau Tiga but surely another good getaway from the hustle and buzy life&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaWlBXksBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/DQ9b1N1HaSY/s1600-h/P5300835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343123570688307218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaWlBXksBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/DQ9b1N1HaSY/s320/P5300835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well...get your gear on..hehe. Oh...I forgot to take a picture of that special goggle specially accustomed to snorkelling. Don't forget to bring along plenty of sun blocks...and insects 'I kill u' sprayer. Brutal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaMqtbu9GI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FfF242NXIwQ/s1600-h/P5300839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343112673299985506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaMqtbu9GI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FfF242NXIwQ/s320/P5300839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hammocks to rest your aching back after a swooping energetic 2 hours snorkelling session...good idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaMLjwgGSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/eNoKHyqKrro/s1600-h/P5300833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343112138126792994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaMLjwgGSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/eNoKHyqKrro/s320/P5300833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from strolling along the beach..a little investigation leads me to this site. Giant clam shells..I saw plentiful lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaL0fFoUXI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Kixbrp6QSwA/s1600-h/P5310857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343111741736243570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaL0fFoUXI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Kixbrp6QSwA/s320/P5310857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaLXq2eSmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/XAvt__6HVcc/s1600-h/P5310858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343111246677690978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaLXq2eSmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/XAvt__6HVcc/s320/P5310858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went snorkelling too. Plenty of fish from different species. I saw some 'NEMO' doing some 'hide and seek' among the corals. ...and suddenly I was like....OUCH! OUCH! some fishes thought that I was food and peck on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaK_9SaacI/AAAAAAAAAf4/M09RmuogwPs/s1600-h/P5310866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343110839309855170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaK_9SaacI/AAAAAAAAAf4/M09RmuogwPs/s320/P5310866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least...A half an hour JET-SKI ride..REMMMMMMPIT! I was not allowed to ride it alone..but with supervision from the beach guard. How I wish he looked like my korean darling in the BOYS OVER GIRLS drama series..UNFORTUNATELY...he's not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaKl110eJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/8rxRGL8gJI0/s1600-h/P5310876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343110390634281106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaKl110eJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/8rxRGL8gJI0/s320/P5310876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An exciting holiday getaway...I'm back with a tan skin and some bites from sandflies..and it still iche till today! URGGGGGGHHHH!  PARTY's OVER&lt;br /&gt;I hope friends do have a wonderful holidays too. Till we meet again....maybe should opt for para sailing next time..it's just that you need to fork out more $. Uhuk! Uhuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5195331222857420044-5105391476559821471?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5105391476559821471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5105391476559821471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5105391476559821471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5105391476559821471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-i-comedinawan-island.html' title='Here I come..DINAWAN ISLAND'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SiaWlBXksBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/DQ9b1N1HaSY/s72-c/P5300835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1336023641084045576</id><published>2009-05-26T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:32:26.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There will be a rainbow over the horizon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1336023641084045576?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1336023641084045576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1336023641084045576' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1336023641084045576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1336023641084045576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/05/little.html' title='There will be a rainbow over the horizon...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4035028725700449483</id><published>2009-05-25T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:04:47.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart will go on...</title><content type='html'>I felt a bit sad today.....I felt like a part of my heart is going to rip out. Only God knows how much this beating heart is hurting. I am not my usual self today....I wish friends will give me link to comforting pages or comforting songs to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry. I can't help writing this out from my chest....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4035028725700449483?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4035028725700449483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4035028725700449483' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4035028725700449483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4035028725700449483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-heart-will-go-on.html' title='My heart will go on...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5784977085687081195</id><published>2009-05-18T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:08:53.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a joke..but sure will make you smile!</title><content type='html'>I was quite stress just now..like usual, all the workload and tsk..tsk..tsk.. Anyway, I can't help laughing when I saw this among my mails...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IMPORTANT NOTICE TO ALL EMPLOYEES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Is your work load too heavy?Do you feel stressed?Too many priority assignments?&lt;br /&gt;The Management will help you to be HAPPY. An Employee Happiness Kit will be issued to every employee. No Charge. The Happiness Kit consists of two rubber bands and two paper clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/ShFaOzKEAfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7HBhoB2xJI4/s1600-h/stress.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337146243707830770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/ShFaOzKEAfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7HBhoB2xJI4/s200/stress.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now apply as shown in the picture below :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/ShFZ12T5LwI/AAAAAAAAAew/tGVQ4j0x9zg/s1600-h/stress2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337145815057641218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/ShFZ12T5LwI/AAAAAAAAAew/tGVQ4j0x9zg/s200/stress2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Voila...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/ShFZtLLJ-3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ltESjdAHGSI/s1600-h/stress4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337145666039315314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/ShFZtLLJ-3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ltESjdAHGSI/s200/stress4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5784977085687081195?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5784977085687081195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5784977085687081195' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5784977085687081195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5784977085687081195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-jokebut-sure-will-make-you-smile.html' title='Not a joke..but sure will make you smile!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/ShFaOzKEAfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7HBhoB2xJI4/s72-c/stress.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-776166357584279869</id><published>2009-05-14T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T03:24:10.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..with HIS hands holding yours..</title><content type='html'>Dear Valerie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't bring myself to see you away this morning....Eventhough I'm not there, that doesn't mean I have forgotten you.. I knew you struggled much during your lifetime...and today they sang farewell to you..that sweet touching song..so trueth.."Amazing Grace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also rained today..somehow I felt it's like...a blessing left by you. I shed tears while driving home from work just now...with raindrops on my windscreen..It reminds me of growth. I remember....rain gives life to dry soil..imagining soft little buds of leaves coming out from there...even birds sang....wonderful isn't it dear? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew....you were with the Lord right now...with His hands holding yours. ..-silence -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...and always will....near my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Valerie, a beautiful 10 years old girl, had gone home peacefully..thank you for prayers and love)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-776166357584279869?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/776166357584279869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=776166357584279869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/776166357584279869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/776166357584279869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/05/with-his-hands-holding-yours.html' title='..with HIS hands holding yours..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6167490657526445680</id><published>2009-05-08T03:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:14:26.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the pinch...</title><content type='html'>One of the most irritating thing that happened in my life are not so much like meeting rude people, or seeing a driver doing a nose digging job..but mine is when I have to tolerate a man-made machine which instruct you! - Telephone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty upset when it comes to urgency of matter and when you try so hard to reach the other party and the machine will replied 'Welcome to ......, please press one for English...please press two for ....and it dragged and dragged and dragged......and what? Grandma? You think I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all...after you pressed that link button..it goes again with promotion and many 'wasting time' 'Squeezing your money without you knowing it' method! How cunning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sense my irritational level rise up to my throat...what is this? Can they cut it short? This is totally a daylight robbery...and of course without you noticing it! Why should you? The company is paying the bill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-6167490657526445680?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6167490657526445680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6167490657526445680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6167490657526445680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6167490657526445680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-pinch.html' title='Feeling the pinch...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8537043597270420595</id><published>2009-04-24T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:03:20.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight..I celebrate my love for youuuuuuhu</title><content type='html'>It's so warmmmmm.....urggggghhh....no rain..only scorching heat during day time. This is soooooooooooooooooooo killing!&lt;br /&gt;Even TNB is not doing us any favor...everytime 'power failure'...I thought we just gave our vote to EARTH HOUR recently...How come we still do EARTH HOUR tingy?&lt;br /&gt;What has gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Even the birds felt the unusual warmth. I heard them chirping..thousands of them from the trees. Poor thing!&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Birdies...just can't invite u to my air conditioned room for a chill-out session.. Sorry! I am painstakingly trying to soothe myself too. OOOOhhh..what a night! what a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm counting sheep now...backwards ...am trying real hard to relax and SLEEP..urggghhh hundred, ninety-nine, ninety-eight, ninety-seven..BzzzBbzzz ninety six, ninety five Zzzzzz..ZZZz...yawn..YAWn..YaWn...ninety four...ZZZZZZzzzzZzzz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8537043597270420595?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8537043597270420595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8537043597270420595' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8537043597270420595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8537043597270420595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-so-warmmmmm.html' title='Tonight..I celebrate my love for youuuuuuhu'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5290872108698579224</id><published>2009-04-17T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:07:51.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower of Blessing...</title><content type='html'>I thought it supposed to rain yesterday. I saw the dark sky over the horizon and so I thought..good, finally we'll have some shower but hence no. The dark sky like kindda vanished into thin air and what u get is hot and plenty of sweat. Even air conditioned room can't compensate to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and right now, I saw that dark columbus sky again. Is it going to rain? Hmm..keeping my finger cross. Am hopeful that it will rain cause I'm feeling kindda sick and uncomfortable now...and maybe could it be because my home is quite near to the seaside and could feel the dry wind blew towards our residential area?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you see, the distance between my home and that beautiful Tanjung Aru Beach is only a 10-12minutes drive from home.(you can view that fantastic sunset view which I captured by only using my cell phone at the header of this page and at MY LITTLE HONEYBUZZ WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, u'll understand why I felt that the air is kindda dry..somewhat stiff. Just hopeful it will rain..last but not least, for those who are staying in Kota Kinabalu and near the shoreline, do drink plenty of fluid. Take Care. Till we meet again..bonjour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5290872108698579224?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5290872108698579224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5290872108698579224' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5290872108698579224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5290872108698579224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/04/shower-of-blessing.html' title='Shower of Blessing...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1810942306553375230</id><published>2009-04-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:14:31.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wishlist..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SecmNJjM0AI/AAAAAAAAAco/KAyqhOvQ6CA/s1600-h/birthday_wishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SecmNJjM0AI/AAAAAAAAAco/KAyqhOvQ6CA/s320/birthday_wishes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325267091732615170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by Sis Rahma...and here's the answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules to comply with:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Make a list of what you want on your birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The list should be 10 numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Post the image of this award in your posting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Give it to 10 friends of yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;WISH LIST &lt;/strong&gt;EHhhh....which falls on May 5th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I would really want to feel how it's like to ride a horse..I don't mind pony eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A boat ride is my second option..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am looking for a beautiful knee length skirt which I can wear to work or casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A nice purse to go with my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A necklace with my name engraved on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ...friends with me..Oh! how I missed my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I want Jade, Pearl, Shirley, Kvun, Audrey, Mike, Jo, to be with me on my birthday...missed them sooooooo much. My working schedule is so hectic..uhuk uhuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A big Nice Yummy Yummy Chocolate Moist Cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Maybe a free ticket to Seoul...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish to pass this tag to three person..sorry..I'm a rule breaker..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful......u're tagged - Xang &lt;br /&gt;                           - NinieJane&lt;br /&gt;                           - sumunie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to know more about you. Do this only if you are free k. No hassle! take your time girls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1810942306553375230?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1810942306553375230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1810942306553375230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1810942306553375230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1810942306553375230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-wishlist.html' title='My Wishlist..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SecmNJjM0AI/AAAAAAAAAco/KAyqhOvQ6CA/s72-c/birthday_wishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1219434387790504139</id><published>2009-04-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T06:49:37.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U gotta read this!</title><content type='html'>A tour bus driver is driving with a bus load of seniors down a highway when he is tapped on his shoulder by a little old lady. She offers him a handful of peanuts,which he gratefully munches up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 15 minutes, she taps him on his shoulder again and she hands him another handful of peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She repeats this gesture about five more times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is about to hand him another batch again ....he asks the little old lady, 'Why don't you eat the peanuts yourself?'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We can't chew them because we've no teeth', she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The puzzled driver asks, 'Why do you buy them then?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady replied, 'We just love the chocolate around them.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1219434387790504139?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1219434387790504139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1219434387790504139' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1219434387790504139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1219434387790504139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/04/u-gotta-read-this.html' title='U gotta read this!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6156107559467293343</id><published>2009-04-03T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T03:14:40.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I say 'goodbye' ?</title><content type='html'>Should I say goodbye? I don't quite sure at this moment but I was way to buzy lately.&lt;br /&gt;I kept asking myself this question..should I proceed writing blogs? Should I continue to update my these two blogs? Mind boggling eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my bloggers friends soooo much..I wished I can blogwalk..or at least say a word or two to just let them know of my presence at their page...signalling them that 'I was here' nudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am torn between two..whether to continually writing or abruptly stop writing..should I say GOODBYE?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing so much. ..but I ain't have much time nowadays...(sobsobsob).&lt;br /&gt;Friends said.."Give yourself a break..""hey...take things easy eh"..and many comforting words. What say you? Should I quit altogether? Needed a listening ears..Would you give me an ear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-6156107559467293343?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6156107559467293343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6156107559467293343' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6156107559467293343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6156107559467293343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/04/should-i-say-goodbye.html' title='Should I say &apos;goodbye&apos; ?'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-7950140086423110499</id><published>2009-03-27T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:00:02.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>60 minutes</title><content type='html'>Hi friends...today is EARTH HOUR. Let's switch off your lights for that 60seconds. That's your vote..Let's do it guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I was so busy lately..I wish I can visit u more often and read your entry. Please accept my apology for not saying a word or two in your page. I hope will visit u soon. Last but not least, thank you for being my friend. TakeCare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-7950140086423110499?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/7950140086423110499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=7950140086423110499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7950140086423110499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7950140086423110499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/03/60-seconds.html' title='60 minutes'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-9186803587382288143</id><published>2009-03-08T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:46:12.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No medications....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbRYhD_VayI/AAAAAAAAAaY/riHbaqDhlRA/s1600-h/Neck+excercising.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310967185606535970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbRYhD_VayI/AAAAAAAAAaY/riHbaqDhlRA/s400/Neck+excercising.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbRYL95ClyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/VgEa5NS8zW8/s1600-h/Neck+excercising.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A doctor advises his patients to exercise their neck by just reading this message.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, all patients go home happily without asking the doctor for any medications. 'It is very effective,' said the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;'All my patients never come back to me again.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5195331222857420044-9186803587382288143?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/9186803587382288143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=9186803587382288143' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/9186803587382288143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/9186803587382288143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-medications.html' title='No medications....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbRYhD_VayI/AAAAAAAAAaY/riHbaqDhlRA/s72-c/Neck+excercising.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2460334260447543529</id><published>2009-03-06T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:52:37.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She smiles....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Smiling Girl.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qian HongYan lost her legs in an accident&lt;br /&gt;Her family in China are poor and couldn't afford false legs, so she uses a basketball to help her move. - Qian uses two wooden props to drag herself, and never complains, even though she has worn through six basketballs. -&lt;br /&gt;She attends her class- She always smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always smiling......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbEpMD3UWlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gqQJx5w0akE/s1600-h/The+smilling+crippled+girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310070722819021394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 206px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbEpMD3UWlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gqQJx5w0akE/s320/The+smilling+crippled+girl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbEo8pClbkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/NG6BkMk2TeU/s1600-h/-the+smiling+girl+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310070457920482882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 236px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbEo8pClbkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/NG6BkMk2TeU/s320/-the+smiling+girl+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this email among many others. It really touches my heart when I saw those picture. Not just any other ordinary pictures...I didn't see a girl without legs..what I saw..is a brave heart..that courageous mindset! I hope this will change the way we think about life in a broader perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5195331222857420044-2460334260447543529?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2460334260447543529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2460334260447543529' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2460334260447543529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2460334260447543529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/03/smiling-girl.html' title='She smiles....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SbEpMD3UWlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gqQJx5w0akE/s72-c/The+smilling+crippled+girl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3388522278694001919</id><published>2009-02-16T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:43:18.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolue nothing changes...</title><content type='html'>Two days after Valentine. Nothing changes.... I am still the same. I was in the office most of the time. Trying to hide from the burning hot sun. Thirsty? me..yes. There's some construction work going on somewhere around where my office situated..can't imagine that these workers are under hot scorching sun, doing all the brick laying and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what...I got customers even during lunch time. Okay..okay....got to go...&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again... Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3388522278694001919?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3388522278694001919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3388522278694001919' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3388522278694001919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3388522278694001919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/02/absolue-nothing-changes.html' title='Absolue nothing changes...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-759367477650740489</id><published>2009-02-12T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:49:00.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more..no less ..6 only</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 RANDOM THINGY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a tag by BELLE&lt;br /&gt;http://bellereoz.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did this post earlier but I don't mind doing it once again for Belle. Sorry Belle..kindda late..&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT BELLE....she's new to me. I think she's very cute, funny and friendly. She got a sexy cat..and it's called JESSIE. From her write-outs, I noticed that she likes colourful thingy..or layout or anything..(I guessed so...)&lt;br /&gt;Hey Belle...nice knowing you. 3 cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:-&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://bandagedknee-beck.blogspot.com/"&gt;Link to the person who tagged you.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;√&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Post the rules in you blog&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.√&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3. Write 6 random things about yourself.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;√&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Tag 6 people to your post and link to them.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;√&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. Let each person know they've been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;√&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 thing about me..let's write about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I love Clams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.   I don't fancy Pizza..but if there's no other option..I'll DO with that. 'Well..beggar cannot be choosy ehh..'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm crazy about Unagi Don..sushi..Japanese food. Sometimes, I wondered...do I like the sushi or wasabi actually? Without wasabi + soyu...those food are tasteless..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hmmm...gotta do some thinking..blink blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kangkung Belacan..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sambal belacan...ikan masin (salted fish)...archovy(ikan bilis) are my favourite too. Yummyyyyyy....(belacan - terasi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. NUTS....all kinds of NUTS.....chocolates..pies....oh yes! yes! yes PIES..my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hinava.....kimchi....anything that is 'same boat' la....huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.......till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not tagging anyone...wishing all the lovey duvey..a very Happy Valentine Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzing Out&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-759367477650740489?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/759367477650740489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=759367477650740489' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/759367477650740489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/759367477650740489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-moreno-less-6-only.html' title='No more..no less ..6 only'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3946722528052868665</id><published>2009-02-09T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:00:17.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepuluh 3? Beer not..Tag YES!</title><content type='html'>The Sepuluh &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;3 tag...hahaha..&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Just kidding! This tag is forwarded by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NinieJane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..Here's her link..check it out! &lt;a href="http://secretmelodyjane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://secretmelodyjane.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three names that friends call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Lyn, Sweet, ________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three most important dates in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- December, January, May (in month la..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you've done in the last 33 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Blogwalk, completing this tag, ate some chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three ways to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Relax your mind, take things one at a time, be forgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your songs as for now-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- I'm not hearing any songs now..but I enjoyed listening to gospel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;music and songs from other bloggers page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite hobbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-swimming, guitar strumming, writing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places you want to go for vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-Seoul, Egypt, My Country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three favourite cartoon/anime character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Spies, Disney characters..Goofy, Tinkerbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three malls you usually go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- City Mall, Palm Square, Warisan Square..(1-Borneo..sooooo far)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three favourite drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Chinese Tea, Carrot Juice, Malibu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things found in your bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Lipstick, Purse, my H/P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three favourite colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Silver, Purple and Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top three hang outs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- my home, Tg Aru Beach, Jade's place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top three foods you love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Unagi Don, Lasagna, Tom Yam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top three things special to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- my bible, my guitar and swimming attire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top three attitudes you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- kind, loving, understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you'll be doing tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- work..reading...work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three reasons you answer this survey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Hahaha...I gave my word to Ninie about answering this tag, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm running out of ideas..I enjoyed doing tags..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people that you tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-Decide not to tag anyone...haha...rest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks Ninie. Happy Reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3946722528052868665?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3946722528052868665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3946722528052868665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3946722528052868665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3946722528052868665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/02/sepuluh-3-beer-nottag-yes.html' title='Sepuluh 3? Beer not..Tag YES!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4776761841031663167</id><published>2009-02-07T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:54:21.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 40 Questions...</title><content type='html'>The&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;40 QUESTIONS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tag! Forwarded by &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ninie Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ONE] ...&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who were your latest 3 inbox texts from? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I haven't check yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWO]... Where was your default pic taken? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Those on my blogs are old pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THREE]... What's your father name? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Next question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[FOUR] Your current relationship status?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Surviving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[FIVE] Does your crush like you back? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[SIX] What is your current mood? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I'm fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[SEVEN] What's your mom's name? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Next Question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[EIGHT] What color shirt are you wearing?? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[NINE] Would you kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TEN] If you could go back in time and change something, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I can't change the event in my life even if I can do that. A perfect life is meaningless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[ELEVEN] Have a crazy side?? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ya..sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWELVE] Ever had a near death experience? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yes..God spared my life!&lt;br /&gt;I could have died in that horrifying accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTEEN] What is something you do a lot?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[FOURTEEN] Angry at anyone? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Angry sometimes but not for long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[FIFTEEN] Do you wanna see somebody right now? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[SIXTEEN] Do you like drama? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hardly watch Tv nowadays..got plenty&lt;br /&gt;of other things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[SEVENTEEN] When was the last time you cried?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Few days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[EIGHTEEN] Who would you do anything for? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Family and few trusted friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[NINETEEN] Who is your hero? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;my brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY] What is your favourite place? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lonely sea beaches...and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;mountain slopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY ONE] Where is your perfect ideal spot?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; I love Sabah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I think TIP OF BORNEO, Kudat is the best spot so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-TWO]what's your biggest secret? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I remained as anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-THREE] Where is your ex? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Uhuk uhuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-FOUR] Would you ever take him/her back? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Uhuk uhuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-FIVE] Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Loves those&lt;br /&gt;animations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-SIX] What are you eating or drinking at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;a cuppa Milo and a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-SEVEN] Do you speak any other languages? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Most Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;can speak three languanges..so do I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-EIGHT] Whats your favorite smell? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The smell of grass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[TWENTY-NINE] Describe your life? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I'm surviving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY] Have you ever kissed in the rain?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Not yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-ONE] Do you like the rain? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yes, rain to me is shower of blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-TWO] What are you thinking about right now? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;My work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-THREE] What should you be doing right now? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Should really go&lt;br /&gt;and take a shower and later to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-FOUR] What is your favorite memory?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; plenty...love those hangouts&lt;br /&gt;moments with good company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-FIVE] What are you listening to?&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; local station broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-SIX] Who was the last person you told I love you &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;?...him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-EIGHT] Do you act differently around the person you like? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[THIRTY-NINE] What is your natural hair color?? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[FORTY] Who was the last person to make you smile? &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;My colleague..he's so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Decide not to tag anyone...time to rest....Happy Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4776761841031663167?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4776761841031663167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4776761841031663167' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4776761841031663167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4776761841031663167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-about-threeand-its-all-about-me.html' title='The 40 Questions...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1051230200340462370</id><published>2009-02-07T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:42:25.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break...KITKAT anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SY1KFMcvOFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/zrh_e8u1sTk/s1600-h/cutesbloggeraward%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299973789586503762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SY1KFMcvOFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/zrh_e8u1sTk/s400/cutesbloggeraward%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this lovely award from Ratna and Nadia. There's two version here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratna's - One have to write something about oneself...asking for ten '&lt;br /&gt;..all about me..'&lt;br /&gt;Nadia's - Write something about the person who tagged you and&lt;br /&gt;write something about yourself later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..ok...here's the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia &amp;amp; Ratna...both of them are my new blogger friends.&lt;br /&gt;From their writings.. I can understand that they are very friendly&lt;br /&gt;person. Nadia is a teacher and is happily engaged to Kris, her charming&lt;br /&gt;prince. Ratna...hmm...I haven't had much time reading her post and&lt;br /&gt;getting to know her yet cause I am so buzy lately..but from&lt;br /&gt;her picture, I must say, she is very pretty. Are you mixed?&lt;br /&gt;To Nadia and Kris... 3 cheers from me. Nice knowing you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's "all about me.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am friendly.&lt;br /&gt;2. I do play some musical instruments - guitar and tambourine&lt;br /&gt;3. I love travelling, despite of this...I learned much and go through&lt;br /&gt;some culture shock indeed..&lt;br /&gt;(I'll write this in much later time)&lt;br /&gt;4. I love hanging out with friends...having some 'pot luck' session..or going to movies.&lt;br /&gt;5. My favourite colours are silver, purple, white, and black....I dislike yellow,&lt;br /&gt;green... but I don't mind navy blue.&lt;br /&gt;6. I do sometimes crave for chocolates. Never like dark or white chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Milk chocolates like 'Kisses' and 'Meiji' are my favourite ones.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love roses...pink..dark red..and orange ones. I think they are lovely.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind tulips too. Tulips are hard to get in Malaysia but&lt;br /&gt;aplenty alongside New Zealand's highway.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love river cruising..&lt;br /&gt;9. Mountain climbing is not my sport...but I do jungle trekking.&lt;br /&gt;10. I was a girl guide during my schooltime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to give this lovely award to Minsulod, Nika, Kiszty,&lt;br /&gt;Fatamorgana, Zener and Tatie. I think their blogs are really cute&lt;br /&gt;and have good write-outs. You can find their blogs on my page -&lt;br /&gt;My little Honeybuzz World and on this page as well. Thank you all for your friendship.&lt;br /&gt;With hugs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1051230200340462370?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1051230200340462370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1051230200340462370' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1051230200340462370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1051230200340462370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/02/taking-breakkitkat-anyone.html' title='Taking a break...KITKAT anyone?'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SY1KFMcvOFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/zrh_e8u1sTk/s72-c/cutesbloggeraward%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6662088284683155535</id><published>2009-02-05T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:50:57.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here..here..here....</title><content type='html'>My dear blogger friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kindda busy lately. Those who yet to receive my reply on Tags...don't worry, I'll complete it for you soon, ...once I've finished settling some assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being so patient with me..and thank you for visiting this page. I hope you will have a wonderful weekend ahead. Keep on blogging! 3 cheers...+ hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;-Belle-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; one tag&lt;/span&gt; + 1 award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Kengkaru Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; -one tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;-Bambangan (Labuan) - one tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-Nadia - two tags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;-Ninie Jane - one tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-Rahma - one tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-Ratna-one tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....just wait for the reply. Tags will be answer here in HONEYbuzzHIVE. Regards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-6662088284683155535?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6662088284683155535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6662088284683155535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6662088284683155535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6662088284683155535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/02/hereherehere.html' title='Here..here..here....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1451743976283376915</id><published>2009-01-31T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:08:13.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery reveals...part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Link to the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Post the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write six random things about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tag six people to your post and link to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;comment on their blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let the tagger know when your entry is up (two weeks )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I WAS TAGGED BY RAHMA..&lt;a href="http://pearl-stud-earrings-rahma.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pearl-stud-earrings-rahma.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 random things about HONEYBUZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1- The first thing you gotta know about me is....I loved.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Please do not get the wrong impression that i might looked like another "sumo" cause I'm not. I loved all types of food...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;EXCEPT&lt;/span&gt; exotic food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cos I don't like funny taste in my mouth. I go for Italian, Japanese, Mexican and Malaysian food. ( I don't mind kangkung belacan arr..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- The second thing you gotta know about me is...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DISLIKE SMELLY TOILETS..urggggh.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- The third thing you gotta know about me is....since young till adulthood..I really can't recall how many ambitions I'd changed...till I settled and &lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD&lt;/strong&gt;..the lists &lt;strong&gt;IS OVER&lt;/strong&gt; with the present one. I'd dreamed of becoming..an astronout, an astronomer, an art teacher, an archeologist, a fashion designer, a journalist, a writer, a forensic scientist, a ballet dancer, a cartoonist, a musician, a world class chef...adoooiiii...&lt;strong&gt;what a dreamer&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God knows! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- The fourth thing you gotta know about me is...I love to &lt;strong&gt;SWIM! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- The fifth thing you gotta know about me is...I DON'T SEW! ..but I can cook! Is this a good bargain or what? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - The sixth thing you gotta know about me is...I am the youngest daughter in my family. Many said that I looked like a Korean...or a sinoKADAZAN...huhu but&lt;strong&gt; NEVER a chinese. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am tagging 7 people instead of 6 because i love to know about them... ^0^ (copycat version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and the lucky ones goes to...JENG JENG JENG...hands clapping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) RYUZAKI&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) CLARENCE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Brader RENO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) MINSULOD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) C.Alv.B&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) SHY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) Ninie Jane&lt;/p&gt;(Please ignore if you have been tagged by someone with the same tag. Happy Blogging guys..love ya)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1451743976283376915?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1451743976283376915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1451743976283376915' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1451743976283376915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1451743976283376915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/01/link-to-person-who-tagged-you-post.html' title='Mystery reveals...part 2'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8193261250054254635</id><published>2009-01-31T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:02:34.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery reveals......</title><content type='html'>Dear Blossoms and Mrs Graig...sorry for the late posting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SYVAdQDrIPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/w33cG4bODuk/s1600-h/P2010744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297711407942017266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SYVAdQDrIPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/w33cG4bODuk/s400/P2010744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have a nice day all....to Sumunie..Tatie and Johnny...ada homework arr..jan lupa bikin..huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&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/5195331222857420044-8193261250054254635?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8193261250054254635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8193261250054254635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8193261250054254635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8193261250054254635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/01/mystery-reveals.html' title='Mystery reveals......'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SYVAdQDrIPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/w33cG4bODuk/s72-c/P2010744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4465212773319323069</id><published>2009-01-17T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:21:47.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell u a secret...I Love ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I love u guys....Before I engaged myself as a blogger, I thought...urhhh....writing blogs must be pretty bored..but how wrong was I ...it's not so much about the write-outs..but in cyber world, I've learned a lot of things and get to know friends like you personally in my heart through your writings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Thank you for sharing..thank you for commenting on my page...thank you for comforting too when I needed just that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Please find those two awards on the right side of your screen. Those two awards are given to me by Blossom and it is said to pass it to another 10. But I personally think that all of you deserves it as well cos u are so special and unique in your very own little world..and here...with honour, I would like to present it to all of you that read my page counting &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;beginning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;from SHY and all the way down to MIRA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and also to pass these awards to the followers of this blog.&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for being my friend. May God bless you and yours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;your cyber friend, Honeybuzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4465212773319323069?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4465212773319323069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4465212773319323069' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4465212773319323069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4465212773319323069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/01/awards-for-all.html' title='Tell u a secret...I Love ....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1483028613495818669</id><published>2009-01-12T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:24:22.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Rahma...this is the answer</title><content type='html'>RULES: ~ Bold the statements that are true for you.&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Italicise&lt;/span&gt; the statements that you wish are true. Leave the fibs alone. Then, tag 5 people to do the same test~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love vacation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I bake a cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not watch TV these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to play video games&lt;/em&gt;. (ain't have the time to play games...huaaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried marijuana. (..no doping...never..never..never)&lt;br /&gt;I still love with my ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse. ( sometimes..'ter'-curse..which I think I need to change dat..can't help it, cos sometimes I was surrounded by idiots..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m totally smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve broken someone’s bones. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m paranoid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;and scar-free. ( temptation...temptation...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sushi. ( yummy..yummy..yummy )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a millionaire. ( I must be dreaming..LOL)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t survive without Caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently single. ( meeting someone..)&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop.Enjoy window shopping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a pretty good dancer. ( how i wish...dancing with Jim..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; watch MTV on a daily basis. ( ain't have the time to watch...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many things to do..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;I am not allergic to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend’s significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;br /&gt;I would die for my best friend. ( die..?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to chat (YM/MSN/etc..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all. (..u mean dat wacko?..I care not..)&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy at this moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m obsessed with girls.&lt;br /&gt;I’m obsessed with boys.&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I’ve ever met.&lt;br /&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge. (..gila ka? aduiiii)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I’m proficient in a musical instrument. (wish I can play piano..or keyboard :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald’s restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love kisses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fall for the worst people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t know why the hell I just did this stupid thing. (hahaha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake’s slither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I still have every journal I’ve written in. (Regretted that I didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;write a journal..uhuk uhuk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can’t stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can’t stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel sad sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m an artist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am on diet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging -&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Fata .. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tatie&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;C.Alv.B&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Ryuzaki&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;kiszty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1483028613495818669?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1483028613495818669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1483028613495818669' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1483028613495818669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1483028613495818669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2009/01/who.html' title='Dear Rahma...this is the answer'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-909532994564796065</id><published>2008-12-27T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T05:23:32.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a T-Shirt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SVXqHuh-MkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jmxh1LVRjLo/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284387156259648066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SVXqHuh-MkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jmxh1LVRjLo/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5195331222857420044-909532994564796065?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/909532994564796065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=909532994564796065' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/909532994564796065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/909532994564796065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/12/true-or-false-hehe.html' title='What a T-Shirt!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SVXqHuh-MkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jmxh1LVRjLo/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2259095204493354535</id><published>2008-12-25T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:35:25.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you, Valerie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I was at the hospital visiting you just now. We went there with other 'Kokos' (brothers) and jiejie's (sisters)...Teacher Jade was there as well. I saw u, sleeping on the bed..your hand was bending towards your swelling face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I can't hold back my tears..I wept there. I whispered softly at your ears..."Valerie...This is T... _____...I'm here..". I touched your weak hands, giving it a soft touch! I just wanna say how much I'm sorry to hear that you were in a coma for several days and only gain consciousness 2 days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Be strong dear !...when you're fine, I will bring you to my place..and show you this blog...and share with you that whilst you were fighting for your life, we were here praying unceasingly for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I want you to know that Teacher Jade has been asking everybody to start a 24hours prayer chain for you. We love you so much...be strong dear...we love you..Jesus loves you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Here...I want to show you that you were not alone there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;THE VALERIE CHAIN PRAYER&lt;/span&gt; - The meaning of "love" that we taught you so much in Sunday School. Prayers with love and tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1am - Florence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2am - David Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3am - Peter Lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4am - ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5am - Teacher Evelyn &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;6am - Reverand Tan &amp;amp; Teacher Eleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;7am - Pastor Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;8am - Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;9am - Clarissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;10am - Ivan &amp;amp; Lavinia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;11am - Abbigail Hiew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;12am - ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1pm - your MOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2pm - Teacher Pearl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3pm - Crystal Teoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4pm - Liana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5pm - Elaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;6pm - Teacher Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;7pm - Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;8pm - Teacher Jade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;9pm - Yeong Sheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;10pm - Shin Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;11pm - Chok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;12am - Khin En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;See...my dear..you may not know all of them..but we love you just the same. Get well soon...get well soon. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(Specially dedicated to Valerie...10yrs old...our love and joy..and also our tears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-2259095204493354535?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2259095204493354535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2259095204493354535' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2259095204493354535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2259095204493354535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-for-you-valerie.html' title='This is for you, Valerie'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8639715837995855049</id><published>2008-12-23T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:07:40.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER LIE TO A WOMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A man called home to his wife and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;' Honey.... I have been asked to go fishing up in Canada with my boss &amp;amp; several of his Friends. We'll be gone for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to get that Promotion I've been wanting, so could you please pack enough clothes for a week and set out my rod and fishing box, we're leaving from the office &amp;amp; I will swing by the house to pick my things up' ' Oh! Please pack my new blue silk pyjamas. ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The wife thinks this sounds a bit fishy but being the good wife she is, did exactly what her husband asked. The following weekend he came home a little tired but otherwise looking good. The wife welcomed him home and asked if he caught many fish? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;He said, 'Yes! Lots of Salmon, some Bluegill, and a few Swordfish. But why didn't you pack my new blue silk pyjamas like I asked you to do?' You'll love the answer... The wife replied, 'I did. They're in your fishing box ...' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.incredimail.com/index.asp?lang=" href="http://www.incredimail.com/index.asp?lang=9&amp;amp;version=5502981&amp;amp;setup_id=7&amp;amp;aff_id=54858&amp;amp;tID=101760&amp;amp;addon=IncrediMail&amp;amp;id=95202&amp;amp;guid=0ABF9603-73CB-488D-817B-3AF901C19160" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" guid="0ABF9603-73CB-488D-817B-3AF901C19160" addon="IncrediMail&amp;amp;id=" aff_id="54858&amp;amp;tID=" version="5502981&amp;amp;setup_id="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Never Lie To A Woman...!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hahahaha....gotcha....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8639715837995855049?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8639715837995855049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8639715837995855049' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8639715837995855049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8639715837995855049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-lie-to-woman.html' title='NEVER LIE TO A WOMAN'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1661165515039410153</id><published>2008-12-18T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:14:28.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the rain....this is love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt; It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's  arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;div class="EC_Section1"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;He said he was in a  hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00am.I took his vital signs and had him take  a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see  him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;I saw him looking at  his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would  evaluate his wound. On exam,it was well healed, so I talked to one of the  doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;While taking care of  his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as  he was in such a hurry.The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the  nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health.He told  me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's  Disease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;As we talked, I asked  if she would be upset if he was a bit late.He replied that she no longer knew  who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;I was surprised, and  asked him, 'And you still go every&lt;br /&gt;morning, even though she doesn't know who  you are?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;He smiled as he patted  my hand and said,'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;I had to hold back  tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,'That is the kind of  love I want in my life.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;True love is neither  physical, nor romantic.&lt;br /&gt;True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been,  will be,and will not be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;With all the jokes and  fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an  important message. This one I thought I could share with you:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;The happiest people  don't necessarily have the best of&lt;br /&gt;everything; they just make the best of  everything they have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:CenturyLightCondSSi;font-size:12;"  &gt;'Life isn't about how  to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1661165515039410153?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1661165515039410153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1661165515039410153' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1661165515039410153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1661165515039410153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/12/dancing-in-rain.html' title='Dancing in the rain....this is love..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6166732110886022976</id><published>2008-12-05T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:02:30.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message from an old friend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SToxd4lQfLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kGhSVdJio8M/s1600-h/Old+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276584302892580018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SToxd4lQfLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kGhSVdJio8M/s400/Old+friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5195331222857420044-6166732110886022976?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6166732110886022976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6166732110886022976' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6166732110886022976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6166732110886022976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/12/message-from-old-friend.html' title='Message from an old friend....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SToxd4lQfLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kGhSVdJio8M/s72-c/Old+friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1584985372361989023</id><published>2008-12-03T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:39:31.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME according to animation...</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=95&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 95%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=85&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 85%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Flash&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=80&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 80%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Robin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Superman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Supergirl&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 45%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Batman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=30&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 30%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Iron Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=25&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 25%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hot-headed.  You have strong &lt;BR&gt;will power and a good imagination.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/lantern2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-1584985372361989023?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1584985372361989023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1584985372361989023' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1584985372361989023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1584985372361989023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-according-to-animation.html' title='ME according to animation...'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8213480103832064118</id><published>2008-11-29T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:55:09.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/STFRLgs7BkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/coPV0viSLgg/s1600-h/ship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274085896826324546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/STFRLgs7BkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/coPV0viSLgg/s200/ship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoaaa......sorry cause it seems that I kindda abandoned this blog. Actual fact, NO... I think I can expressed myself better in Bahasa Language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, while driving along the coastal highway along Teluk Likas, I saw a huge cruise ship like the picture above parked at the shoreline. I saw many people enjoyed the sights of the beauty vessel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered, once taking a cruiseliner from Singapore to Langkawi. It was a memorable experience... Can't forget that small bunk bed....(really missed my own bed) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were many exciting programmes like 'line dance exercises' and plenty of other mini 'huhas'. ..also a mini casino in the ship.  Just too bad cos I don't gamble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foods are aplenty and before we depart to our next destination on land, the Captain of the ship joined us for the last meal and bid us farewell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite an experience..but that was it. My holidaying in a cruise liner. Hopefully it won't be the very last time. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8213480103832064118?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8213480103832064118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8213480103832064118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8213480103832064118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8213480103832064118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/11/whoaaa.html' title='Sayonara....'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/STFRLgs7BkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/coPV0viSLgg/s72-c/ship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6937270616873354052</id><published>2008-11-17T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T05:30:09.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Tag - 7 Dream Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFuhXDpjfI/AAAAAAAAAR8/HWHWxtIxfy0/s1600-h/Mc+donald+Douglas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFrU-PbCTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7DxgUoXLdpw/s1600-h/Ferrari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269611047049431346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFrU-PbCTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7DxgUoXLdpw/s200/Ferrari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ferrari California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFrCB60fmI/AAAAAAAAARs/3Vknx0BTHfY/s1600-h/cars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269610721619246690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFrCB60fmI/AAAAAAAAARs/3Vknx0BTHfY/s200/cars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brabus Tesla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFq5dNgQfI/AAAAAAAAARk/_MSppsOy8IM/s1600-h/Porsche+911+GT2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269610574326546930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFq5dNgQfI/AAAAAAAAARk/_MSppsOy8IM/s200/Porsche+911+GT2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porsche 911 GT2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFqtKYLgDI/AAAAAAAAARc/HyFeS-7abOo/s1600-h/Mercedes-Benz+SLK+55AMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269610363112620082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFqtKYLgDI/AAAAAAAAARc/HyFeS-7abOo/s200/Mercedes-Benz+SLK+55AMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mercedes Benz SLK 55AMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFqJw5wc9I/AAAAAAAAARM/6pNzM5-yQc8/s1600-h/cars.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The title of your entry must be "My 7 Dreams Cars" ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Honey said - Can't bring myself to put up the rest..it's heartbreaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;    ...sobsobsob I don't wanna be..ALICE IN DREAMLAND..hwaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Add a link to the person who tagged you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Honey said - OK..... MUMMYblossom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://mummyblossom.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mummyblossom.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. List your 7 dream cars (preferably with pics of those cars) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Honey said - I got four..the rest will be bus, my small car and both feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Tag at least 7 other bloggers&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; I would really like to know your dream cars..hey guys, u're tagged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         (1) Nika&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         (2) Salma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         (3) Claire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         (4) San-Piasau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         (5) Bambangan - Labuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         (6) Beck-thebandagedknee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         (7) Andrik&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/5195331222857420044-6937270616873354052?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6937270616873354052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6937270616873354052' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6937270616873354052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6937270616873354052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-tag-7-dream-cars.html' title='It&apos;s a Tag - 7 Dream Cars'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSFrU-PbCTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7DxgUoXLdpw/s72-c/Ferrari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2003106268372767347</id><published>2008-11-16T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:51:45.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the answer to the ABC Tag..Tag by Minsulod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSApcxfJT_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/saNrwSGDU7U/s1600-h/DSC07826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269257138320527346" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSApcxfJT_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/saNrwSGDU7U/s200/DSC07826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Attached or Single? meeting someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Best friend? I have many good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Cake or pie? I loves pie..especially mini meaty pies. For cakes,&lt;br /&gt;I prefer chocolates and cheesy ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Day of choice? Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Essential item? My guitar, my goggles and camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. Favorite color? purple, silver and earth colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Gummy bears or worms? ..erkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H. Hometown? KK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Favorite indulgence? maybe..'smile'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. January or July? I prefer January...new year..new resolution.&lt;br /&gt;.new attire..new boypren'...aikkksss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Kids? I love kids..they're funny, smart..cute..expressionably sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. Life isn’t complete without? My Creator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Marriage date? I got hiccups for this..next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Number of magazine subscriptions: Reader's Digest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O. Orange or Apple? I don't mind both...as long as eatable not rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Phobias? Snakes and cockroaches...yeeeaiks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Quotes? Our lives will always be full if our hearts are giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. Reasons to smile? ...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Season of choice? Holidays! YIPEEEEEEEE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. Tag 5 people... - Reno, Oiga, MellF, Sweet, Ryuzaki'I'Kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U. Unknown fact about me? X-FILES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Vegetable? I eat all..no problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W. Worst habit? hahahaha....sia absent-minded tu sometimes arr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X. X-ray or ultrasound? I went for an X-ray after I'd injured myself&lt;br /&gt;last year.Don't worry, I am much much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y. Your favorite foods? Japanese..I love Hinava too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z. Zodiac sign? I'm a Taurean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-2003106268372767347?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2003106268372767347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2003106268372767347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2003106268372767347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2003106268372767347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/11/abc-tag.html' title='Here&apos;s the answer to the ABC Tag..Tag by Minsulod'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SSApcxfJT_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/saNrwSGDU7U/s72-c/DSC07826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6425362136390852965</id><published>2008-11-16T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:05:46.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe me..believe me not..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthdate: May 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have many talents, and you are great at sharing those talents with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people would be jealous of your clever intellect, but you're just too likeable to elicit jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progressive and original, you're usually thinking up cutting edge ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick witted and fast thinking, you have difficulty finding new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your superhuman brainpower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your susceptibility to boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Tangerine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Ace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/5195331222857420044-6425362136390852965?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6425362136390852965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6425362136390852965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6425362136390852965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6425362136390852965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-birthdate-may-5-you-have-many.html' title='Believe me..believe me not..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6503608837965957624</id><published>2008-11-14T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:17:27.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I attended a workshop on Trade finance this morning. This is soooo NOT ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;When you talk about trade thingy...first thing comes to mind is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Business-Transaction-Money. My term spells - B-O-R-I-N-G. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Luckily the food does compensate to today's boring event...know'd what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I have meaty cheese sandwiches and chicken boxing (fried chicken) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;for teabreak! Not bad huh!Alright..alright...Not gonna talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;bonds, financing or INCOTERMS and all the bla bla and bla's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but I just wanna highlight something here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Have u come across people who simply don't listen to instructions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I hate it..hate it..hate it each time when I'm in the peak of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;concentration, there's a phone ring somewhere in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And despite being asked to switch off much earlier before the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sessions starts..these IDIOTS continually receiving calls! Duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(Beck..next time I'll learn some acronyms from you!...and what's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the word again darlin'?')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Have you encounter idiots like that before? Tell me your story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-6503608837965957624?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6503608837965957624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6503608837965957624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6503608837965957624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6503608837965957624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/11/duh.html' title='Duh!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-1707150271087535303</id><published>2008-11-14T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:15:52.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with the moon..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SR1OpyZbPdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/k4BLQeksDUg/s1600-h/Playing+with+the+moon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268453618903367122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SR1OpyZbPdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/k4BLQeksDUg/s200/Playing+with+the+moon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SR1L08nkDEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/1079la-dBI0/s1600-h/playing+with+the+moon+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268450512090696770" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SR1L08nkDEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/1079la-dBI0/s200/playing+with+the+moon+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just look at the advancement of photo shot! Photographers are very &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;creative nowadays. The image captured give us a totally different scenarios. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I received plenty of pictures like this..but above are the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SR1Lh79lfJI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fziVrSsMgvc/s1600-h/Laying+with+the+moon+5.bmp"&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/5195331222857420044-1707150271087535303?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/1707150271087535303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=1707150271087535303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1707150271087535303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/1707150271087535303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-look-at-advancement-of-photo-shot.html' title='Playing with the moon..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SR1OpyZbPdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/k4BLQeksDUg/s72-c/Playing+with+the+moon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4873568968369548699</id><published>2008-11-06T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:05:24.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How far would you lie to protect your loves one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I was listening to the radio this morning whilst driving to work. The deejays were asking public opinion about something like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;"How far would you lie to protect your loves one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;As for me, if my loves one did something wrong, I wouldn't go to the extend of lying for him/her. I'm sorry but this is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The truth always hurt, noyone's perfect in this world but every each one of us are accountable for every actions,steps and decisions we make in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I have my say..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT ABOUT YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4873568968369548699?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4873568968369548699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4873568968369548699' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4873568968369548699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4873568968369548699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-far-would-you-lie-to-protect-your.html' title='How far would you lie to protect your loves one?'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3550385794084202652</id><published>2008-10-31T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:12:49.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Few days ago I received a telephone call from some..'people'. Here how it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Honey - Hello..Good Morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Caller - Hello (Husky voice)..the other day you told me the shipment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;              are coming this Friday from Penang, so where's my stock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Honey - huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Caller - How come not arrived yet and..(he goes bla bla bla...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Honey - (Diam-diam ja..nanti kau...sa sakat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Caller - alo..alo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Honey - Which stock you are talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Caller - The one from Penang one...why so late ooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Honey - Still haven't arrived yet ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Caller - Yes wo...so long I wait aaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Honey - (trying not to laugh....) Which number you dialled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Called - Is this .......?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Honey - You got the wrong number..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Caller - Erkkk...sorry..(hang-up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Aiya...this type of people also got meh..? giving me no chance to explain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;should just hang up but he sounds so desperate..huhuhu...next time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I'll say.."This is Cambodian Embassy"..hik hik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3550385794084202652?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3550385794084202652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3550385794084202652' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3550385794084202652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3550385794084202652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/alo.html' title='alo!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-7575027647445146981</id><published>2008-10-30T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:01:11.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just the beginning..I support this campaign!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SQqQOBkqZ4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/OTEAGLI6WRY/s1600-h/-sisterhood-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263177685150623618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SQqQOBkqZ4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/OTEAGLI6WRY/s200/-sisterhood-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Breast Cancer Awareness Month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;As for me, it is just the beginning...thanks to Beck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And the links goes as far as..1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blowig.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maslight.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;massy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrsezman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;N.O.Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bandagedknee-beck.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bandagedknee's: Sink Into My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Darkness [The Coffin Talk]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Honey... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tagging rules: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1. Put the logo in your blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2. Add a link to the person who shared it with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs and leave a note for your nominee on their blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(It seems that many bloggers has been link with this campaign to date..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;presently, I can only think of two nominees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Salma&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hosujamlas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;http://hosujamlas.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nika&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://liidan.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;http://liidan.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4. Add links to these blogs on your blog:- 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blowig.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Fara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maslight.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;massy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrsezman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;N.O.Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bandagedknee-beck.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Bandagedknee's: Sink Into My Darkness [The Coffin Talk]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5. Honey 6. -YOUR BLOG HERE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A salute to all who supports this campaign! BRAVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5195331222857420044-7575027647445146981?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/7575027647445146981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=7575027647445146981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7575027647445146981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7575027647445146981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-just-beginningi-support-this.html' title='It&apos;s just the beginning..I support this campaign!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SQqQOBkqZ4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/OTEAGLI6WRY/s72-c/-sisterhood-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-7178896345076202152</id><published>2008-10-29T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:23:28.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Silent Treatment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Marriage Part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 am for an early morning business flight.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, 'Please wake me at 5:00 am ' He left it where he knew she would find it.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, 'It is 5:00 AM. Wake up.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-7178896345076202152?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/7178896345076202152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=7178896345076202152' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7178896345076202152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7178896345076202152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/silent-treatment.html' title='The Silent Treatment'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8437617106703610419</id><published>2008-10-26T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:09:27.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Is it true? Have a good Laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Marriage - Part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after the wedding, he laid down the following rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;'I'll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want and I don't expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on table unless I tell you that I won't be home for dinner. I'll go hunting, fishing, boozing and card-playing when I want with my old buddies and don't you give me a hard time about it. Those are my rules. Any comments?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;His new bride said, 'No, that's fine with me. Just understand that there will be sex here at seven o'clock every night ....whether you're here or not.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(DAMN SHE'S GOOD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Marriage -  Part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Husband and wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th wedding anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The husband yells, 'When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads:'Here Lies My Wife - Cold As Ever '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;'Yeah?' she replies. 'When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads:'Here Lies My Husband - Stiff At Last'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(HE ASKED FOR IT!)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8437617106703610419?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8437617106703610419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8437617106703610419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8437617106703610419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8437617106703610419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-it-true-have-good-laugh.html' title='Is it true? Have a good Laugh!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8813455817679573456</id><published>2008-10-20T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:45:38.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPxOq3hKzVI/AAAAAAAAALo/cWA4EORNI7M/s1600-h/man+with+rocking+chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259164963226438994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="125" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPxOq3hKzVI/AAAAAAAAALo/cWA4EORNI7M/s320/man+with+rocking+chair.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt the boredom of Monday today... Today spelt..&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;!  ArRrRRRRrrrRRrrgggGhhh.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8813455817679573456?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8813455817679573456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8813455817679573456' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8813455817679573456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8813455817679573456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPxOq3hKzVI/AAAAAAAAALo/cWA4EORNI7M/s72-c/man+with+rocking+chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4431905035712815337</id><published>2008-10-18T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:37:12.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP SMILING ALWAYS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258424066346711890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPms0_j1-1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/NRH29SEYFzQ/s320/Keep+smiling+always.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;In the picture, just look at their condition.. no place to sleep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;still they have made some space for d cat n d dog... water pouring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;from the roof but still each 1 of them have a peaceful smile on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;their face.. Simply amazing!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems,&lt;br /&gt;but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Keep Smiling Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPmsYSbLToI/AAAAAAAAAKg/N8crozvijZ4/s1600-h/tv_ellenpompeo_25x25.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5195331222857420044-4431905035712815337?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4431905035712815337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4431905035712815337' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4431905035712815337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4431905035712815337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/keep-smiling-always.html' title='KEEP SMILING ALWAYS..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPms0_j1-1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/NRH29SEYFzQ/s72-c/Keep+smiling+always.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2564384128104962465</id><published>2008-10-17T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:31:10.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Tech Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Dear Tech Support,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and noticed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;a distinct slow down in overall system performance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;particularly in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;flower and jewelry applications, which operated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;programs, such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and then installed undesirable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;programs such as NBA 5.0, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;NFL 3.0 and Golf Clubs 4.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;simply crashes the system. Please note that I have tried running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;DEAR DESPERATE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;First, keep in mind, Boyfriend 5.0 is an Entertainment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Package, while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Husband 1.0 is an operating system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Please enter command: ithoughtyoulovedme.html and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;try to download &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tears 6.2 and do not forget to install&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;the Guilt 3.0 update. If that application works as designed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Husband1.0 should then automatically &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;run the applications &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Jewelry 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. However, remember, overuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;of the above application can cause Husband 1.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;to default to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Please note that Beer 6. 1 is a very bad program that will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;download the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Farting and Snoring Loudly Beta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT under any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;circumstances install &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Mother-In-Law 1.0 (it runs a virus in the background &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;that will eventually seize control of all your system resources.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;In addition, please do not attempt to reinstall the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Boyfriend 5.0 program. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;These are unsupported applications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and will crash Husband 1.0. In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;program, but it does have limited memory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and cannot learn new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;applications quickly. You might consider buying additional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;software to improve memory and performance. We recommend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Cooking 3.0 and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Hot Lingerie 7.7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Good Luck Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tech Support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-2564384128104962465?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2564384128104962465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2564384128104962465' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2564384128104962465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2564384128104962465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-tech-support.html' title='Dear Tech Support'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4318889511743205503</id><published>2008-10-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:22:15.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 VALUABLE LESSONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Five (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;1 First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions until I read the last one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;'What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name?&lt;br /&gt;I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;'Absolutely,' said the professor. 'In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say 'hello.'&lt;br /&gt;I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;2. Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;One night, at 11:30p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride.Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 60s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;It read:'Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away...God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;3 Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;'How much is an ice cream sundae?' he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;'Fifty cents,' replied the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.&lt;br /&gt;'Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?' heinquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.&lt;br /&gt;'Thirty-five cents,' she brusquely replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;br /&gt;'I'll have the plain ice cream,' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;4 Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the King's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at ahospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare &amp;amp; serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, 'Yes I'll do it if it will save her.' As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded.&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, 'Will I start to die right away'.&lt;br /&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her but he had chosen to save her anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-4318889511743205503?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4318889511743205503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4318889511743205503' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4318889511743205503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4318889511743205503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/5-valuable-lessons.html' title='5 VALUABLE LESSONS'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3681009635890845553</id><published>2008-10-15T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:59:50.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEARY HUG from BECK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPYQE6jCKLI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aUIa2UI9kM8/s1600-h/Award-Azza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257407291623352498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPYQE6jCKLI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aUIa2UI9kM8/s200/Award-Azza.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; I love bears...cos Bear loves Honey!  Thanks Beck..for the cyber hug!  One more thing, what's the word again..?..LMAO... hehehe...I'm ain't no saint..naughty me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Passing Beary Hug to........1) Minsulod -A Dedicated school teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;                                              2) Oiga - becos he lost his h/p..huhuhuhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;                                              3) Sweetie - she's a friend besides Tanakvagu..we were jamming at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;                                                                    Butod's ..before I became a blogger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;got to go..got to go..gtg..gtg..gtg... Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzing Out!&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/5195331222857420044-3681009635890845553?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3681009635890845553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3681009635890845553' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3681009635890845553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3681009635890845553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/beary-hug-from-beck.html' title='BEARY HUG from BECK'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPYQE6jCKLI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aUIa2UI9kM8/s72-c/Award-Azza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-8182336969575625097</id><published>2008-10-14T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:06:52.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Read this to the end. It will lift you... it lifted me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole that was behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;In the house, his mother was looking out the window. She saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed, and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms, just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began a very incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim, and shot the alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. On his arms,there were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh;in her effort to hang on to the son she loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked the boy if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. Then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, 'But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly, and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;In the midst of your struggle, He's been right there, holding on to you. . That is when the tug-of-war begins. If you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He will not ever let you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in his/her life, and what they are going through. Never judge other persons scars, because you don't know how they got them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them too ~enough to not let them go!!! God bless you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-8182336969575625097?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/8182336969575625097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=8182336969575625097' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8182336969575625097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/8182336969575625097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/scars-of-love.html' title='Scars of Love'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-6200312466964082941</id><published>2008-10-14T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:41:57.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can only imagine....Beck-thebandageknees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPU4IvjKeJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MEakaaWjJ_Y/s1600-h/P2070589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257169862878984338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPU4IvjKeJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MEakaaWjJ_Y/s200/P2070589.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; A poem for Beck-The bandageknees&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;a href="http://bandagedknee-beck.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bandagedknee-beck.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Beck.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can only imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;walking by your side...being there with you..and pray for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Beck......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can only imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Giving you a shoulder to cry on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Beck....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can only imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wiping the tears on your face..and say to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I am here...I am your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Beck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can only imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When the days come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;when we race up the mountainous green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Beck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can only imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;when we stride the hills to smell the flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When we laughed under the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Beck....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can only imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I am but your friend...I am a friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;..I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;God loves you!&lt;/span&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/5195331222857420044-6200312466964082941?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/6200312466964082941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=6200312466964082941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6200312466964082941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/6200312466964082941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-can-only-imaginebeck-thebandageknees.html' title='I can only imagine....Beck-thebandageknees'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPU4IvjKeJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MEakaaWjJ_Y/s72-c/P2070589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-4894911464692544903</id><published>2008-10-14T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:19:12.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Award from Minsulod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPSU4XDSlCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ik1QGdxSYPI/s1600-h/butterfly_award_jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256990361029612578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPSU4XDSlCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ik1QGdxSYPI/s200/butterfly_award_jpg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;MINSULOD &lt;a href="http://minsulod.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://minsulod.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This poem is specially dedicated to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It is in this valley,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in the alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;that we find ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in the best of company...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;this is the place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;God fills all the empty spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;for HE has finally been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;given the room to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;what HE does best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;-by Michelle McKinney Hammond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&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/5195331222857420044-4894911464692544903?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/4894911464692544903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=4894911464692544903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4894911464692544903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/4894911464692544903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/award-from-minsulod_14.html' title='Award from Minsulod'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fv8NwCqUHEA/SPSU4XDSlCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ik1QGdxSYPI/s72-c/butterfly_award_jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-3330510172570168231</id><published>2008-10-12T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:30:45.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's my answer GREGteekay...Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;1. Who tag/pass you? &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The fellow who loves coffee -Greg&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kupiokawkaw.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;http://kupiokawkaw.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her ? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;He's a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I don't know much about him,&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure, he's very helpful. He asked me to try&lt;br /&gt;on some new widgets..but I'm not so expert in PC thingy.&lt;br /&gt;"Greg, I'm worst than you" SobSobSob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Most memorable thing she/he had done for you? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;refer above (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Most memorable thing she/he had said to you? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"minum kupi"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she/he becomes your lover you will? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;No, he's married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, thing she/he has to improve? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;refer above (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she/he becomes your enemy, you will? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I make friends,&lt;br /&gt;not enemy and certainly not with Greg..he's one cool of a&lt;br /&gt;guy and he's very friendly. Go to his blog and check out his smile.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think will make an enemy with someone who smiles&lt;br /&gt;like dat. Yeeeha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If she/he becomes your enemy, the reason will be? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Most desired thing you want to do for her/him now is? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;read his writings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her/him is? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;he's friendly..enjoyed good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Most ideal person you want to be is? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I just want to be myself&lt;br /&gt;with all the imperfection package!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;" Thanks for visiting my blog and thanks for being a friend to me..&lt;br /&gt;Continue to write...and ROCK!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Kuai&lt;/span&gt; 2.&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Oiga&lt;/span&gt; 3. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Andrik&lt;/span&gt; 4. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Reno&lt;/span&gt; 5. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tanakvagu&lt;/span&gt; 6. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Beck&lt;/span&gt; 7. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Minsulod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;San-piasau&lt;/span&gt; 9. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ryuzaki-'I'kid&lt;/span&gt; 10. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Who is No.6 having relationship with? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I don't know..is she having one now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is No.9 a male or female? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;No.9 is a young chap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. If No.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hehehe..I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is No.2 studying about? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;He's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with No.3? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We never chat,&lt;br /&gt;just a few pantuns and a drop of line in his shoutbox..&lt;br /&gt;that's it..But he's good at pantun eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does No.8 like? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hahaha...this guy?&lt;br /&gt;I think he likes oldies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24. Does No.1 have any siblings? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yes....eer..guess so...does she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo No.3? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I will woo him for pantun only arr...&lt;br /&gt;tia siokk berpantun sorang.&lt;br /&gt;(Hik hik hik - wicked!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about No.9? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;He's a friend and 1 of my top commentators..thanks Ryu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;27. Is No.4 single? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;He's already married, blessed with two beautiful children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28. What is the surname of No.5? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i don't know..aikk..how come&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. Aiyaa..got to call him and asked him about this.&lt;br /&gt;..(he's like a brother to me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of No.10? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I don't know..sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30. Does No.5 and 9 get along well? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;They don't know each other. Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;31. Where is No.2 studying at? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;He's working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about No.1? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;She likes photography..not much..&lt;br /&gt;and she promotes 'BBKK' acronym..(sorry, I m still the new kid on the 'blog')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for No.6? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;with BECK???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(should I change the position of all the names I passed the quiz...&lt;br /&gt;well, honestly speaking, I don't mind, if it's Brad Pitt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does No.9 live at? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Planet - Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What color does No.4 like? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Colors of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are No.5 and 1 best friend? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Not yet..I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is No.7 the sexiest person in the world? &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Women are sexy ehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is No.6 doing now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;She blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-3330510172570168231?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/3330510172570168231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=3330510172570168231' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3330510172570168231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/3330510172570168231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/heres-my-answer-gregteekaycheers.html' title='Here&apos;s my answer GREGteekay...Cheers!'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-7370030119641212585</id><published>2008-10-12T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:13:07.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>This is so hilarious..</title><content type='html'>If this story doesn't make you cry for laughing so hard, let me know and I'll pray for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years. The only friction in their marriage was the husband's habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air. So, every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick. he told her he couldn't stop it and that is was perfectly natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told him to see a doctor, she was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out. The years went by and he continued to rip them out. Then one Christmas morning as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the innards and neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts and a malicious thought came to her.  She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep and gently pulling the bed covers back, she pulled back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bath room. The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing. Tears in her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of torture, she reckoned she had got him back pretty good. About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his bloodstained underpants with a look of horror on his face. She bit her lip as she asked him what the matter was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Honey, you were right..all these years you have warned me and I didn't listen to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?" asked his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you always told me that one day I would end up farting my guts out, and today it finally happened..but by the grace of God, some vaseline and two fingers, I think I got most of them back in!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-7370030119641212585?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/7370030119641212585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=7370030119641212585' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7370030119641212585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/7370030119641212585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-so-hilarious.html' title='This is so hilarious..'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5270567168774491245</id><published>2008-10-10T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:24:03.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is beyond joke...Hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking through the supermarket to pick up a few things when I noticed an old lady following me around. Thinking nothing of it, I ignored her and continued on. Finally I went to the checkout line, but she got in front of me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Pardon me," she said, "I'm sorry if my staring at you has made you feel uncomfortable. It's just that you look just like my son, who just died recently." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm very sorry," I said to her, "Is there anything I can do for you?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes," she said, "As I'm leaving, can you say 'Good bye, Mom?' It would make me feel so much better." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sure," I said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An odd request, but no harm would come of it. As the old woman was leaving, I called out, "Good Bye, Mom!" As I stepped up to the checkout counter, I saw that my total was $1027.50. "How can that be?" I asked, "I only purchased a few things!" "Your mother said that you would pay for her," said the clerk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5270567168774491245?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5270567168774491245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5270567168774491245' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5270567168774491245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5270567168774491245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/goodbye-mom.html' title='This is beyond joke...Hahaha'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-2542027324329697261</id><published>2008-10-09T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:15:00.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LETTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Dear Son, dear Daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The day you find that I have become very old, try to have same patience with me and try to understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;If I get dirty while eating...If I have some difficulty dressing...be patient!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Remember the hours that I spent teaching you those things when you were small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;If I repeat the same thing dozens of time, do not interupt me! Listen to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;When you were small, you kept asking me to read the same story, evening after evening, until you feel asleep. And I did it happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;If I do not wash myself so often under the shower, do not reprimand and do not tell me that it is a shame. Remember how many excuses I had to invent to make you take a bath when you were small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I taught you so many things..to eat well...to dress well..to behave well...how to confront the problems of the life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;If I sometimes lose memory or am not able to follow a conversation, give me the necessary time to recollect and if I do not get there, do not become nervous and arrogant person because the most important thing for me is to be with you and to be able to speak to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;If I refuse to eat, do not force me! I know very well when I am hungry and when I am not hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;When my poor legs will not allow me to move as before, help me in the same way as when I held your hands to teach you take your first steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And when one day I shall say to you that I do not want to live anymore...that I want to die, do not get angry because one day you will understands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Try to understand that certain age, we do not really live anymore. we simply survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;One day, you will understand that in spite of all my errors, I always wanted what is best for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You do not have to feel sad, unfortunate or incompetent infront of my old age and of my state. You have to stay near me, try to understand what I live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Help me walk, help me to end my life with love and patience. The only thing that I need from you is a smile and a lot of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I love you my son, my daughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Your Dad, Your Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;(Honeybzz says - I don't know who is the author of this letter..it comes in a form of slide which I received from my mails. I find it very touching, and would like to share with all of you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-2542027324329697261?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/2542027324329697261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=2542027324329697261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2542027324329697261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/2542027324329697261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/letter.html' title='A LETTER'/><author><name>HoneyBUZZin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011643828339058639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxR3T-eOJY/Tc6piiuxQtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7ajTCsOredQ/s220/DSC00269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195331222857420044.post-5377413051118361018</id><published>2008-10-06T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:13:07.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Another EMAIL crap!! Haiyaa........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Some people say:Wife is a HARIMAU ...............Girlfriend is HARI HARI MAHU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And some say:Wife is like TV, Girlfriend is like Handphone (HP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;At home watch TV, Go out bring HP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;No money, sell TV. Got money change HP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sometimes enjoy TV but most of the time play with HP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TV free for life but HP, if you don't pay, the services will be terminated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TV is big, bulky and most of the time old but HP is cute, slim, curvy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;very portable at any time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Operational cost for TV is often acceptable but for HP is high and often demanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Most Important, TV got remote but HP don't have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Last but not least.......TV do not have virus but HP have VIRUS......Once get it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;HABIS LAH.So better choose TV lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(Honeybuzz says..Hehehehe..yalah..get virus..buy one free one promo arr..huhuhu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195331222857420044-5377413051118361018?l=honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/feeds/5377413051118361018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195331222857420044&amp;postID=5377413051118361018' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5377413051118361018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195331222857420044/posts/default/5377413051118361018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeybuzzhive.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-email-crap-haiyaa.html' title='Another EMAIL crap!! 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