<?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-4849472884079977338</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:57:30.245-08:00</updated><category term='Teachers and Students'/><category term='knowledge'/><category term='Touching Story'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Between Lovers'/><title type='text'>Sharing Station</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-5814752335471550391</id><published>2010-03-07T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:53:56.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Between Lovers'/><title type='text'>Waiting For The Night</title><content type='html'>The newlyweds had just sneaked off to a honeymoon resort. After dinner the groom got into bed, but the bride pulled up a chair and sat gazing out of the window at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you coming to bed?" her husband asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," she replid. "Mother told me this would be the most beautiful night of my life, and I'm not going to miss a minute of it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-5814752335471550391?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5814752335471550391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5814752335471550391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting-for-night.html' title='Waiting For The Night'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-4507208674542084863</id><published>2010-03-07T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:39:36.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers and Students'/><title type='text'>Wool</title><content type='html'>Teacher: What do we get from sheep?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Wool.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: You are quite right. And what do we make from wool?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Well, what's your coat made of?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: My coat was made of my father's old coat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-4507208674542084863?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4507208674542084863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4507208674542084863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2010/03/wool.html' title='Wool'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-9104789174218592588</id><published>2010-03-07T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:35:39.787-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers and Students'/><title type='text'>Nouns</title><content type='html'>Teacher: Anoun is the name of a thing. Who can give me a noun?&lt;br /&gt;First boy: A Cow.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Very good. Another noun?&lt;br /&gt;Second boy: Another cow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-9104789174218592588?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/9104789174218592588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/9104789174218592588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2010/03/nouns.html' title='Nouns'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-3126013693709885972</id><published>2010-03-07T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:31:59.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers and Students'/><title type='text'>Who Mistake?</title><content type='html'>Teacher: (Looking through Teddy's homework) I wonder how one person could make so many mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy: It wasn't one person, teacher. father helped me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-3126013693709885972?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/3126013693709885972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/3126013693709885972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-mistake.html' title='Who Mistake?'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-1020254748747147615</id><published>2010-03-07T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:25:17.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers and Students'/><title type='text'>Who Found America?</title><content type='html'>One day a teacher pointed at the world map and said to his student:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who can come to the blackboard and show us America?" Then Nick came to the blackboard and showed them America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher again asked: "Now please tell me who found America."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody shouted: "Nick!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-1020254748747147615?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1020254748747147615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1020254748747147615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-found-america.html' title='Who Found America?'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-2134235226824677437</id><published>2009-09-12T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:51:50.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>Why Aspirin by your bed?</title><content type='html'>Save lives ... &lt;br /&gt;It is important to always have ASPIRIN at home!!! &lt;br /&gt;Why have Aspirin by your bedside ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABOUT HEART ATTACKS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other symptoms of an heart attack besides the pain on the left arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One must also be aware of an intense pain on the chin, as well as nausea and lots of sweating, however these symptoms may also occur less frequently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : There may be no pain in the chest during an heart attack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of people (about 60%) who had an heart attack during their sleep, did not wake up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if it occurs, the chest pain may wake you up from your deep sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that happens,  IMMEDIATELY DISSOLVE TWO ASPIRINS IN YOUR MOUTH and swallow them with a bit of water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, phone a neighbour or a family member who lives very close by and state "HEART ATTACK!!!" and that you have taken 2 ASPIRINS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a seat on a chair or sofa and wait for their arrival and .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT LIE DOWN !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cardiologist has stated that, if each person, after receiving this e-mail,sends it to 10 people, probably a life can be saved! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already shared the information! !! What about you? &lt;br /&gt;SHARE this message : IT MAY SAVE LIVES !!! !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-2134235226824677437?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/2134235226824677437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/2134235226824677437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-aspirin-by-your-bed.html' title='Why Aspirin by your bed?'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-219131087351279080</id><published>2009-09-12T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:47:40.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Hospitals in Singapore</title><content type='html'>Do you know why New Changi Hospital (NCH) changed its name to Changi General Hospital (CGH)? Because NCH stands for 'Never Come Home. That's why business was very bad before it changed its name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now CGH stands for 'Can Go Home'. So business is picking up. Business in Singapore General Hospital (SGH) is still going strong because SGH stands for 'Sure Go Home'! Now National University Hospital (NUH) is also considering a name change. It stands for 'No Use Hospital'! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Tan Tock Seng Hospital (TTSH). Not too good a name, no wonder so much problem. It stands for ' Tiam Tiam Si Hospital '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be careful of choosing which hospital to go if anyone is unwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-219131087351279080?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/219131087351279080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/219131087351279080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/09/hospitals-in-singapore.html' title='Hospitals in Singapore'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-5155635173875379082</id><published>2009-09-12T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:39:26.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>How Men Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Love Word:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 weeks: I looo-ve you, I love you, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months: Of course, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years: GOD, if I didn't love you, then why did I marry you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back from Work:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 weeks: Honey, I'm home!&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months: I'm BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years: Have you cooked yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone Ringing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 weeks: Baby, somebody wants you on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months: Here, it's foryou.&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years: ANSWER THE PHONE DAM*T!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cooking:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 weeks: I never knew food could taste so good!&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months: What are we having for dinner tonight?&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years: DUMPLING AGAIN??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Dress:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 weeks: Wow, you look like an angel in that dress.&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months: You bought a new dress again?&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years: How much did THAT cost me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 weeks: Baby, what would you like us to watch tonight?&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months: I like this movie.&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years: I'm going to watch soccer, if you're not in the mood, go to bed, I can stay up by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making Love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 weeks: Baby, I want you tonight?&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months: Lets make another baby, my mother just called!!!&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years: Please MOVE over to your side, I'm suffocating here!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to all your friends who need a hearty laughter !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-5155635173875379082?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5155635173875379082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5155635173875379082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-men-change.html' title='How Men Change'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-2959025439041714877</id><published>2009-09-12T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:35:17.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touching Story'/><title type='text'>Date with second women!</title><content type='html'>After get married for twenty-one years, I found a unique  way to refresh my love life. Not long ago, I was date with a lady, and the idea was come from my wife.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day my wife said: I know u love her. I was shocked: The one I love is you! She said: I know, but u love her too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The lady that my wife asked me to visit was my mother.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She was alone for nineteen years; however, I was busy with my job and my children, so I was less likely to visit her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The night, I called her, invited her to have a dinner and movie with me at the second day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What happen? Are u alright?’ she asked.&lt;br /&gt;I answered: I was just thinking that if I have chance todate with u alone, it sure be very interesting.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a while, she said: I do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Friday after I worked, I fetched her at her home, felt like a little bit nervous.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Because I had never to date with my mom before.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I reached her house, I found that she seems a little bit nervous too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She was in her suite, which she wore during her last wedding anniversary with my dad, waiting me in her house.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She made her hair specifically, smiling like an angel. When she gets into my car, she proudly said: all my friends were jealous at me whenthey know that I’m goanna dating with my son.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We went to a restaurant which was not expensive but with warmth and cozy environment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My mom holds my hand as she was the wife of president.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After seat her, I help her to order her food, Because she only can read the big capital words.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When we were eating, I found she was staring at me, She smile and said: I remembered that during your childhood, I always make the order for u. I answered: then now is your chance to take a rest and let me to serve u.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We keep talking during our dinner, Sharing about our life and some special things happening these few years.&lt;br /&gt; We talked for very long time until we missed the movie.&lt;br /&gt; When I fetched her back to her house,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She asked: I'd like to date with u next time, but please let me pay the bill next time. I agreed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I back to my home, my wife asked: how's your date with your mom?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was interesting and fun, over my expectation', I answered.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Few days later, my mom was passed away due to heart failure. The thing happened in an unexpected manner,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wasn't prepared for it at all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soon after this, I received a letter; there are a receipt of the restaurant that I dated。With my mom, and a message: I already paid the bill for our next date, even Though I know I'd probably won't have chance to date with u anymore, I still pay the bill for two persons: u and your wife. U will never know how meaningful the date to me, I love U.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I realized: we must always spare our precious time to our beloved, and told them u love them before it is too late.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more important than your family, spend more time with them before it is too late.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't make any regret in our life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Share with all your friends and family members, because we should Share good things with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-2959025439041714877?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/2959025439041714877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/2959025439041714877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/09/date-with-second-women.html' title='Date with second women!'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-4079104801766081967</id><published>2009-05-06T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:29:04.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>MEN ARE JUST HAPPIER PEOPLE - IS THIS TRUE ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;NICKNAMES&lt;br /&gt;* If Laura, Kate and Sarah go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura, Kate and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;* If Mike, Dave and John go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla and Four-eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EATING OUT&lt;br /&gt;* When the bill arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each throw in $20, even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back.&lt;br /&gt;* When the girls get their bill, out come the pocket calculators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY&lt;br /&gt;* A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.&lt;br /&gt;* A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need but it's on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATHROOMS&lt;br /&gt;* A man has six items in his bathroom: toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel .&lt;br /&gt;* The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify more than 20 of these items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGUMENTS&lt;br /&gt;* A woman has the last word in any argument.&lt;br /&gt;* Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;* A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.&lt;br /&gt;* A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;* A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;br /&gt;* A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;* A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;* A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, but she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESSING UP&lt;br /&gt;* A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the trash, answer the phone, read a book, and get the mail.&lt;br /&gt;* A man will dress up for weddings and funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATURAL&lt;br /&gt;* Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;* Women somehow deteriorate during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFSPRING&lt;br /&gt;* A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and romances, best friends, favorite foods, secret fears and hopes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;* A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT FOR THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;A married man should forget his mistakes. There's no use in two people remembering the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, send this to the women who have a sense of humor and who can handle it ... and to the men who will enjoy reading it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-4079104801766081967?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4079104801766081967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4079104801766081967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/05/men-are-just-happier-people-is-this.html' title='MEN ARE JUST HAPPIER PEOPLE - IS THIS TRUE ??'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-3398621459672070361</id><published>2009-03-01T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:00:01.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>Petrol Saving Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Petrol Saving Tips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fill up your car or truck in the morning when the temperature is still cool. Remember that all service stations have their storage tanks buried below ground; and the colder the ground, the denser the gasoline. When it gets warmer gasoline expands, so if you’re filling up in the afternoon or in the evening,what should be a gallon is not exactly a gallon. In the petroleum business, the specific gravity and temperature of the fuel (gasoline,diesel, jet fuel, ethanol and other petroleum products) are significant.Every truckload that we load is temperature-compensated so that the indicated gallonage is actually the amount pumped. A one-degree rise in temperature is a big deal for businesses, but service stations don’t have temperature compensation at their pumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If a tanker truck is filling the stations tank at the time you want to buy gas, do not fill up; most likely dirt and sludge in the tank is being stirred up when gas is being delivered, and you might be transferring that dirt from the bottom of their tank into your car’s tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fill up when your gas tank is half-full (or half-empty), because the more gas you have in your tank the less air there is and gasoline evaporates rapidly, especially when it’s warm. (Gasoline storage tanks have an internal floating ‘roof’membrane to act as a barrier between the gas and the atmosphere, thereby minimizing evaporation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you look at the trigger you’ll see that it has three delivery settings: slow, medium and high. When you’re filling up do not squeeze the trigger of the nozzle to the high setting.You should be pumping at the slow setting, thereby minimizing vapors created while you are pumping. Hoses at the pump are corrugated; the corrugations act as a return path for vapor recovery from gas that already has been metered. If you are pumping at the high setting, the agitated gasoline contains more vapor, which is being sucked back into the underground tank, so you’re getting less gas for your money. Hope this will help ease your ‘pain at the pump’!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-3398621459672070361?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/3398621459672070361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/3398621459672070361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/03/petrol-saving-tips.html' title='Petrol Saving Tips'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-1280973239906896473</id><published>2009-02-26T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:01:11.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Funny - Message from Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Due to the current financial situation caused by the slowdown of economy, Management has decided to implement a scheme to put workers of 40 years of age and above on early retirement. This scheme will be known as RAPE (Retire Aged People Early).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Persons selected to be RAPED can apply to management to be eligible for the SHAFT scheme (Special Help After Forced Termination)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Persons who have been RAPED and SHAFTED will be reviewed under the SCREW programme (Scheme Covering Retired Early Workers). A person may be RAPED once, SHAFTED twice and SCREWED as many times as Management deems appropriate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Persons who have been RAPED can only get AIDS (Additional Income for Dependants &amp;amp; Spouse) or HERPES (Half Earnings for Retired Personnel Early Severance). Obviously persons who have AIDS or HERPES will not be SHAFTED or SCREWED any further by Management.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Persons who are not RAPED and are staying on will receive as much SHIT (Special High Intensity Training) as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Management has always prided itself on the amount of SHIT it gives to the employees. Should you feel that you do not receive enough SHIT, please bring to the attention of your Supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;They have been trained to give you all the SHIT you can handle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-1280973239906896473?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1280973239906896473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1280973239906896473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-message-from-management.html' title='Funny - Message from Management'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-4862625922626740035</id><published>2009-01-18T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:01:44.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Queen, Saddam, &amp; Bush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Queen Elizabeth, Saddam Hussein and Bush died and all went to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth said: "I miss England , I wanna call England and see how everybody is doing there".... so she called and talked for about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said: "Well devil, how much do I owe you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil goes: "five million dollars" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What??? Five million dollars!!!????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then she made him a check and went to sit back on her chair.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddam was so jealous, he starts screaming, "me too, me too, I wanna call Iraq, I wanna see how everybody is doing too..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talked for about 2 minutes, then he said: "Well devil how much do I owe you????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil goes: "ten million dollars".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" what?? ten million !!!!!!???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made him a check too and went to sit back on his chair.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush was extremely jealous too... he starts&lt;br /&gt;screaming and screaming... "I wanna call US! I want to see how everybody is doing there too, I want to talk tothe army, ministers, I wanna talk to everybody"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called US and he talked for about twenty hours, he was talking and talking and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said: "Well, devil, how much do I owe you????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil goes: "one dollar.....only one dollar." Bush screamed... ONLY ONE DOLLAR??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil says: "Well, from hell to hell it's a LOCAL CALL!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var infolink_pid = 16262;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://resources.infolinks.com/js/infolinks_main.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-4862625922626740035?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4862625922626740035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4862625922626740035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/queen-saddam-bush.html' title='The Queen, Saddam, &amp; Bush'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-7001516743496242204</id><published>2009-01-18T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:02:20.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>Why Condoms are packed 3, 6, 12 to a Box.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man walks into a drug store with his 8-year old son.&lt;br /&gt;They happen to walk by the condom display, and the boy asks,&lt;br /&gt;"What are these, Dad?" To which the man matter-of-factly replies, "Those are called condoms, son.... Men use them to have safe sex."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I see," replied the boy pensively.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I've heard of that in health class at school."&lt;br /&gt;He looks over the display and picks up a package of 3 and asks, "Why are there 3 in this package?"&lt;br /&gt;The dad replies, "Those are for high school boys. One for Friday, one for Saturday, and one for Sunday."&lt;br /&gt;"Cool!" says the boy. He notices a 6 pack and asks, Then who are these for?"&lt;br /&gt;"Those are for college men." the dad answers.&lt;br /&gt;"Two for Friday, two for Saturday, and two for Sunday."&lt;br /&gt;"WOW!" exclaimed the boy, "then who uses THESE?" he asks, picking up a 12 pack.&lt;br /&gt;With a sigh, the dad replied "Those are for married men. One for January, one for February, one for March........" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-7001516743496242204?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/7001516743496242204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/7001516743496242204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-condoms-are-packed-3-6-12-to-box.html' title='Why Condoms are packed 3, 6, 12 to a Box.'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-6016245267541341128</id><published>2009-01-18T01:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:03:38.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Miss Beatrice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Miss Beatrice, the church organist, was in her eighties. She was admired for her sweetness and kindness to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon the pastor came to call on her and she showed him into her quaint sitting room. She invited him to have a seat while she prepared tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he sat facing her old Hammond organ, the young minister noticed a cut-glass bowl sitting on top of it. The bowl was filled with water, and in the water floated, of all things,a condom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she returned with tea and scones, they began to chat. The pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water and its strange floater, but soon it got the better of him and He could no longer resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss Beatrice", he said, "I wonder if you would tell me about this?" pointing to the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yes," she replied, "Isn't it wonderful? I was walking through the Park a few months ago and I found this little package on the ground. The directions said to place it on the organ, keep it wet and that it would prevent the spread of disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know I haven't had the flu all winter?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-6016245267541341128?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/6016245267541341128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/6016245267541341128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-beatrice.html' title='Miss Beatrice'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-1545000564691894305</id><published>2009-01-18T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:04:05.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Brain damaging habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. No Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;People who do not take breakfast are going to have a lower blood sugar level.&lt;br /&gt;This leads to an insufficient supply of nutrients to the brain causing brain degeneration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Overeating&lt;br /&gt;It causes hardening of the brain arteries, leading to a decrease in mental power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Smoking&lt;br /&gt;It causes multiple brain shrinkage and may lead to Alzheimer disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. High Sugar consumption&lt;br /&gt;Too much sugar will interrupt the absorption of proteins and nutrients causing malnutrition and may interfere with brain development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Air Pollution&lt;br /&gt;The brain is the largest oxygen consumer in our body. Inhaling polluted air&lt;br /&gt;decreases the supply of oxygen to the brain, bringing about a decrease in brain efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleep Deprivation&lt;br /&gt;Sleep allows our brain to rest. Long term deprivation from sleep will accelerate the death of brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Head covered while sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping with the head covered, increases the concentration of carbon dioxide and decrease concentration of oxygen that may lead to brain damaging effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Working your brain during illness&lt;br /&gt;Working hard or studying with sickness may lead to a decrease in effectiveness of the brain as well as damage the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Lacking in stimulating thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Thinking is the best way to train our brain, lacking in brain stimulation thoughts may cause brain shrinkage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Talking Rarely&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual conversations will promote the efficiency of the brain.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The main causes of liver damage are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleeping too late and waking up too late are main cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not urinating in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Too much eating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Skipping breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Consuming too much medication. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Consuming too much preservatives, additives, food coloring , and artificial sweetener. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Consuming unhealthy cooking oil. As much as possible reduce cooking oil use when frying, which includes even the best cooking oils like olive oil. Do not consume fried foods when you are tired, except if the body is very fit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Consuming raw (overly done) foods also add to the burden of liver.&lt;br /&gt;Veggies should be eaten raw or cooked 3-5 parts. Fried veggies should be finished in one sitting, do not store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should prevent this without necessarily spending more. We just have to adopt a good daily lifestyle and eating habits. Maintaining good eating habits and time condition are very important for our bodies to absorb and get rid of unnecessary chemicals according to 'schedule.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because :&lt;br /&gt;Evening at 9 - 11 PM : is the time for eliminating unnecessary/toxic chemicals (detoxification) from the antibody system (lymph nodes). This time duration should be spent by relaxing or listening to music. If during this time a housewife is still in an unrelaxed state such as washing the dishes or monitoring children doing their homework, this will have a negative impact on health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening at 11pm - 1 am : is the detoxification process in the liver, and ideally should be done in a deep sleep state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning 1 - 3 am : detoxification process in the gall, also ideally done in a deep sleep state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning 3 - 5 am :&lt;br /&gt;detoxification in the lungs. Therefore there will sometimes be&lt;br /&gt;a severe cough for cough sufferers during this time. Since the detoxification process had reached the respiratory tract, there is no need to take cough medicine so as not to interfere with toxin removal process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning 5 - 7am :&lt;br /&gt;detoxification in the colon, you should empty your bowel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning 7 - 9 am : absorption of nutrients in the small intestine, you should be having breakfast at this time. Breakfast should be earlier, before 6:30 am , for those who are sick. Breakfast before 7:30 am is very beneficial to those wanting to stay fit. Those who always skip breakfast, they should change their habits, and it is still better to eat breakfast late until 9 - 10 am rather than no meal at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping so late and waking up too late will disrupt the process of removing unnecessary chemicals. Aside from that, midnight to 4:00 am is the time when the bone marrow produces blood. Therefore, have a good sleep and don't sleep late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEALTH.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PASS THIS TO ALL YOU LOVE &amp;amp; CARE FOR ..................... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-1545000564691894305?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1545000564691894305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1545000564691894305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/brain-damaging-habits.html' title='Brain damaging habits'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-8990891131283863509</id><published>2009-01-18T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:04:45.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>TIPS ON FILLING YOUR CAR(S) (Good information)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know what you guys are paying for petrol... But here in Durban we are also paying higher, up to RM7.35 per litre. But my line of work is in petroleum for about 31 years now, so here are some tricks to get more of your money worth for every litre. Here at the Marian Hill Pipeline where I work in Durban, we deliver about 4 million litres in a 24-hour period through the pipeline. One day is diesel the next day is jet fuel, and petrol, LRP and Unleaded. We have 34-storage tanks here with a total capacity of 16,800,000 litres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only buy or fill up your car or bikes in the early morning when the ground temperature is still cold. Remember that all service stations have their storage tanks buried below ground. The colder the ground the more dense the fuel, when it gets warmer petrol expands, so buying in the afternoon or in the evening... Your litre is not exactly a litre. In the petroleum business, the specific gravity and the temperature of the petrol, diesel and jet fuel, ethanol and other petroleum products plays an important role. A 1-degree rise in temperature is a big deal for this business. But the service stations do not have temperature compensation at the pumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're filling up do not squeeze the trigger of the nozzle to a fast mode. If you look you will see that the trigger has three (3) stages: low, middle, and high. In slow mode you should be pumping on low speed, thereby minimizing the vapours that are created while you are pumping. All hoses at the pump have a vapour return. If you are pumping on the fast rate, some of the liquid that goes to your tank becomes vapour. Those vapours are being sucked up and back into the underground storage tank so you're getting less worth for your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important tips is to fill up when your tank is HALF FULL. The reason for this is, the more fuel you have in your tank the less air occupying its empty space. Petrol evaporates faster than you can imagine. Petroleum storage tanks have an internal floating roof. This roof serves as zero clearance between the petrol and the atmosphere, so it minimizes the evaporation. Unlike service stations, here where I work, every truck that we load is temperature compensated so that every litre is actually the exact amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reminder, if there is a fuel truck pumping into the storage tanks when you stop to buy, DO NOT fill up -- most likely the petrol/diesel is being stirred up as the fuel is being delivered, and you might pick up some of the dirt that normally settles on the bottom. Hope this will help you get the most value for your money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-8990891131283863509?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/8990891131283863509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/8990891131283863509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/tips-on-filling-your-cars-good.html' title='TIPS ON FILLING YOUR CAR(S) (Good information)'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-9150847152179877782</id><published>2009-01-18T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:28:09.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touching Story'/><title type='text'>My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mom only had one eye. I hated her... She was such an embarrassment.She cooked for students and teachers to support the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said, "EEEE, your mom only has one eye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, " If you're only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom did not respond... I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house and scare my children!" GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dearest son,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see........when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my love to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-9150847152179877782?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/9150847152179877782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/9150847152179877782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-mom.html' title='My Mom'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-7706127723819743242</id><published>2009-01-18T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:05:18.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>13th month of bonus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let me tell you a story about 13-month bonus......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why there is a 13-month bonus when it is really isn't a bonus? The mystery is finally revealed! When the British were in Singapore, they were being paid weekly &amp;amp; they argued that Singaporeans were actually being cheated into believing that the 13th month pay is a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans are being paid monthly which is equivalent to 4 weeks pay coz there are 4 weeks in a month. As the British were paid weekly, it worked out to the same. You see, there are 7 days in a week. 4 weeks in a month. 12 months in a year. Then 12 months should work out to 48 weeks only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 1 year actually has 52 weeks!!! Hence the 13th month is your own pay not bonus??!!). So, the British argued that there is in fact no bonus at all??? It is a very simple calculation that stunned many!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS??? What bonus??? .&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand ?? Hmmmm...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-7706127723819743242?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/7706127723819743242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/7706127723819743242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/13th-month-of-bonus.html' title='13th month of bonus'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-4366744321589323495</id><published>2009-01-16T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:06:03.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Study: Cancerous Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Under weakly alkaline condition, cancerous cells will not be able to grow, or even to survive.&lt;br /&gt;在弱鹼性體質的狀態下，癌細胞是無法生長、甚至是無法生存的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual case studies, very important, please read patiently and pass this on.&lt;br /&gt;實案例，很重要，請耐心看完，請轉寄哦！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you have read this before, you should reread this, especially the list of acidic and alkaline food stuff , best to read several times and remembered.&lt;br /&gt;即使看過了還是要再看，尤其下面的酸鹼性食物最好多看幾次，就可以記住了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take your time to complete this article, it will be helpful to your health.&lt;br /&gt;請耐心看完這篇文章，對自身健康很有幫助&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More that 30 years ago, a Mr Zhang who work in the public sale department of a Taipei Brewery, participated in the brewery overseas study selection examination, and passed with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;三十多年前有一位服務於公賣局台北啤酒廠的張先生，參加該啤酒場選派技術人員到國外深造的考試，以優異的成績及格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going overseas during the physical examination at a public hospital, it was discovered that he has a tumour growth in his lung of the size of a child's fist, and therefore was not able to go overseas to study.&lt;br /&gt;在出國前經某公立醫院體檢發現，罹患有像小孩拳頭大小的肺部腫瘤，因而不能出國。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatly disappointed Mr Zhang has always been suspicious that the diagnosis was wrong. So he went to another hospital for a check-up, the result confirmed that previous diagnosis was not in error.&lt;br /&gt;張先生非常失望之餘，一直懷疑診斷有誤；於是再到另一家醫院檢查，結果還是證實原來的診斷並無錯誤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the youthful and healthy Mr Zhang to be stricken down with such terminal illness, in his despair, he rang his old classmate who at the time was Taidong County Government, Huangsun County Mayor's secretary, Mr Wei&lt;br /&gt;當時年輕力壯的張先生得到這樣的絕症，在人生絕望之餘，多次打電話給當時任職台東縣政府黃順興縣長機要秘書的魏姓同學。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Weil rushed to Taipei during his rest day on a Sunday to see Mr Zhang.&lt;br /&gt;魏姓同學便利用星期日趕到台北和張先生見面，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zhang discussed with Mr Wei in details his despair and pessimism, and entrusted his friend regarding his affairs after his death. Coincidentally, Mr Wei was a good friend of Dr Lu Geling, who was in-charge of the Maijie Hospital, 1945-55, and specialised in the clinical research into cancer cases.&lt;br /&gt;張先生向魏同學詳述相關絕望的詳情和悲觀感受，並請位同學協助其後事，恰逢魏同學與前任馬偕醫院院長1949－55年專精於癌症臨床研究的呂革令博士係知交好友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He immediately suggested that Mr Zhang went and see Dr Lu for treatment. At first, Mr Zhang said he preferred not to consult anymore doctors, so as not to add further to his misery.&lt;br /&gt;當即建議前往訪求呂博士醫治，起初張先生說不願再看醫生，以免徒增傷悲；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mr Wei told him that he had telephoned Dr Lu before to seek his advice and arranged an appointment. Mr Zhang felt obligated and went with Mr Wei to meet Dr Lu.&lt;br /&gt;但魏同學說先前已以電話請教過呂博士並安排好時間，張先生只好偕同前往呂博士住處造訪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dr Lu met with Mr Zhang, Dr Lu said: ' Mr Wei is a friend and introduce you and I to get to know each other. This is destiny. Thank you. Let me ask you do you know why is cancer referred to as terminal illness?'&lt;br /&gt;呂博士和張先生見面就說：「魏先生是我的好友，介紹你和我認識是我們緣份，感謝。我請教你：『癌為什麼叫絕症，你可知道嗎？』」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Mr Zhang and Mr Wei did not how to answer.&lt;br /&gt;張先生和魏先生都不知道如何作答。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Lu explained: 'There are only two approaches taken by human to treat cancer to date. The first is to destroy the source of the disease. The second is the increase the capability to fight the disease.&lt;br /&gt;呂博士又說：「人類醫治癌症到目前為止只有兩條路，第一條路是消滅病源，第二條路是增加抵抗力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the strange thing is that, cancer whether we use Cobalt 60 or other drug to destroy the cancer cells, however, before the cancer cells are killed, the good cells are destroyed first.&lt;br /&gt;但很奇怪的是，癌無論用鈷60或其他藥物去消滅癌細胞，可是癌細胞還沒被消滅，好的細胞卻先被殺死。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, no matter we use what nutrients or supplements, before the good cells have a chance to absorb them, the cancer cells have taken them up and it simply speeds up the grow of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;另無論用什麼營養、補藥，好的細胞還未吸收，癌細胞卻先吸收、讓癌長得更快；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore both approaches are doomed to failure, that is why cancer is terminal.'&lt;br /&gt;因此可說上述兩條路都行不通、所以叫絕症。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Lu continues: 'Human being is most clever, they have successfully landed on the moon. But why is it no one ever question the above two approaches for treating cancer are nothing but self defeating dead-ends, try to seek out a third avenue?&lt;br /&gt;呂博士又說：「人類的聰明連登陸月球也都已經成功，但為什麼沒有人去懷疑上述兩條治癌的路是在鑽牛角尖，另外找第三條路？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was conducting clinical research in Majie Hospital, I had many opportunities to work with and being helped by many colleagues in the Hospital. I discovered that the blood tests of 100% of the cancer patients showed that the blood sample are acidic.&lt;br /&gt;我以往在馬偕醫院做癌症临床實驗，並得院內各部同仁協助的機會，我發現癌症病人血液檢查的結果百分之百都是酸性反應。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Buddhist monks and nuns who are long term vegetarians and live very close to Nature, their blood are prevalently weakly alkaline and amongst them, there has yet to discover any cancer cases&lt;br /&gt;長期素食、且生活接近自然的佛寺僧尼，由於體質都偏屬優質弱鹼性，所以尚沒有發現罹患癌症的病例。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I boldly concluded that under weakly alkaline condition, cancer cells are not able to grow, or even to survive.&lt;br /&gt;因此我大膽的斷定在弱鹼性體質的狀態下，癌細胞是無法生長、甚至是無法生存的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zhang, I would suggest that starting from now you reduce your intake of the acidic meaty dishes.&lt;br /&gt;張先生我建議你從現在起少吃酸性的葷食類，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take more of the alkaline food. In addition you can take green algae and soup made from water chestnuts with shell,&lt;br /&gt;多吃鹼性食物，另外可吃綠藻和帶殼菱角湯，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modify your physical condition, and try seriously to have a regular life style which is close to Nature;&lt;br /&gt;改變你的體質，並勵行接近自然的良好生活規律；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can manage to stay alive for five years, you should have no further problem. I wish you the best of luck.'&lt;br /&gt;如果五年內不死、你就沒問題了，祝福你。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zhang follow Dr Lu's suggestion and seriously alter his eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;張先生依照呂博士的建議，認真改變吃的習慣，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, he ate green algae, drank chestnut soup, be optimistic and doing appropriate amount of exercise, and went back to the same public hospital for a check up. It was discovered that not only that the tumour did not increase in size, on the contrary it showed signs of shrinking, and surprised the hospital staff conducting the check-up as a miracle. Five years later, the tumour s shrunk to such a state as to be almost disappear.&lt;br /&gt;每天又吃綠藻、喝菱角湯，樂觀加上每天適當的運動，一年後再到同一公立醫院檢查結果，發現腫瘤不但沒有長大、反而已呈現萎縮狀態，遂令醫院檢查人員驚為奇蹟，五年後竟完全處於萎縮、至近於消失狀態。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost 40 years, presently Mr Zhang's health is totally normal, and living a very pleasant life.&lt;br /&gt;經過了將近四十年歲月，現在張先生的健康情況完全正常，生活起居甚為愉快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following Mr Zhang, a Mr Chen Tianshou, who was previously Head of the General Administration of the Taidong Provincial Hospital, was similarly diagnosed with lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;繼張先生之後，有位前台東省立醫院總務課長陳添壽先生，同樣得到肺癌；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mr Wei heard of this, he told Mr Chen of the experience of Mr Zhang, and Mr Chen started to follow the instructions of Dr Lu to change his physical condition. The outcome was that he was able to recover fully from the cancer, just like Mr Zhang.&lt;br /&gt;魏先生得知後將張先生的經過轉告陳添壽先生，陳先生乃依照呂博士的建議進行改變體質，結果與張先生同樣癒癌症。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, Mr Lu and his family have emigrated to the United States. After the two cases, he returned to Taiwan and met up with Mr Wei.&lt;br /&gt;那時呂博士全家已移民美國，事後呂博士回來台灣再與魏先生見面時&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wei told Dr Lu about the experiences of Mr Zhang and Mr Chen, and suggested that let the two of them detailed their experiences to Dr Lu in person, so that Dr Lu could publish a report on his self cure body conditioning method.&lt;br /&gt;魏先生將張先生和陳先生的經過告訴呂博士，並提議由他們倆位親自向呂博士陳述，請呂博士發表其改變體質之自療成果報告。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Lu very humbly replied:&lt;br /&gt;呂博士謙虛地回答說：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am too old, besides, I do not have any clinical records of the outcomes. I would ask that you tell your friends and relatives, if they are agreeable, then please continue this experience and spread the words ... ...&lt;br /&gt;我年事已大，且沒有臨床紀錄不能做為成果。請魏先生轉告親友，如果友人認同的話，請他們繼續做體驗並廣為宣導.........。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should take care of oneself but should also be caring about others, 85% of cancer patients have acidic in their physical condition&lt;br /&gt;關心自己也要關心別人，85﹪癌症病患屬於酸性體質&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood of healthy persons is weakly alkaline in nature, with a pH of about 7.35 to 7.45&lt;br /&gt;＊ 健康人的血液是成弱鹼性的，約是pH7.35～7.45左右&lt;br /&gt;Babies' blood is also weakly acidic&lt;br /&gt;＊ 嬰兒也是屬於弱鹼性的體質&lt;br /&gt;As adults mature their blood becomes more acidic in nature&lt;br /&gt;＊ 成長期的成人有體質酸化的現象&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a study of 600 cancer patients, of their bodily fluid, 85% of the patients are acidic&lt;br /&gt;根據一項六百位癌症病人體液分佈的研究，顯示85﹪癌症病患屬於酸性體質。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, how to maintain the weakly acidic nature of our body is the first step for moving far away from diseases.&lt;br /&gt;因此，如何使體質維持在弱鹼性就是遠離疾病的第一步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acidic physical conditions manifested itself in:&lt;br /&gt;酸性體質的生理表徵&lt;br /&gt;1. Skin without luster 皮膚無光澤。&lt;br /&gt;2. Athlete's foot 香港腳。&lt;br /&gt;3. Feeling tire even with very little exercise, and feeling sleep the moment one gets on to public buses 稍做運動即感疲勞，一上公車便想睡覺。&lt;br /&gt;4. Easily out of breath going up and down stair 上下樓梯容易氣喘。&lt;br /&gt;5. Fat and with lower stomach protruding, 肥胖、下腹突出。&lt;br /&gt;6. Move slowly and movement lethargic 步伐緩慢、動作遲緩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the body physical condition turn acidic?&lt;br /&gt;為什麼會形成酸性體質？&lt;br /&gt;1. Excessive intake of dairy acidic food 過度攝取乳酸性食品&lt;br /&gt;a) meat, dairy products, eggs, beef, ham, etc are acidic food&lt;br /&gt;肉類、乳酪製品與蛋、牛肉、火腿等皆屬於酸性食品。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) taking too much acidic food will cause the blood to become acidic and viscous, difficult to flow to the end of blood vessels, leading to cold feet or knee, stiff shoulders and insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;攝取過量的酸性食品血液會傾向酸性而變黏稠，不易流到細血管的末稍，而易造成手腳或膝蓋的冷寒症，以及肩膀僵硬和失眠等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) When one is young and strong, taking suitable quantity of meat is appropriate, but older people it more suitable to have a diet which are primarily vegetables or small fish.&lt;br /&gt;年輕力壯時吃適量的肉類是對的，但老年人則以蔬菜或小魚為宜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Irregularity in the pace of life will cause the body physical condition to become acidic&lt;br /&gt;生活步調失常會造成酸性體質&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Irregular pace in life will lead to mental and physical stress&lt;br /&gt;生活步調失常會造成精神與肉體的壓&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-4366744321589323495?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4366744321589323495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/4366744321589323495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/study-cancerous-case.html' title='Study: Cancerous Case'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-1094590411307841271</id><published>2009-01-16T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:06:25.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Ah Beng eat Peanuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah Beng is a bus driver; one day got this old folks home 'pao' his bus for a day trip to Pulau Ketam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting right behind the driver's seat is Grandma Sue and from his rear mirror Ah Beng can see that Grandma Sue is happily munching away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the road trip, Grandma Sue tapped Ah Beng on his shoulder and asked him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: 'Ah Beng ah! You want peanuts boh? Grandma treat you eat peanut ai mai?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: 'Tenkiu ah ma... yes I want!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ah Beng also happy happy munching peanuts... about 20 minutes down the road, Grandma Sue asked Ah Beng again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: 'Ah Beng ah! You want peanuts boh? Grandma treat you eat peanut ai mai?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: 'Tenkiu ah ma ... yes I want!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the story short, this goes on for a few more times then Ah Beng finally asks Grandma Sue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: 'Ah ma ah .! ... you dont eat peanuts one meh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: 'No... no eat! Ah ma boh teeth la!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: 'Aiks! Boh teeth then why ah ma buy peanuts leh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: 'No choice leh! Just now that 7-11 is out of chocolate so ah ma kena buy this peanut chocolate lor! Ah ma lick the chocolate around the peanut and the peanut give you eat lor!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-1094590411307841271?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1094590411307841271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/1094590411307841271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-beng-eat-peanuts.html' title='Ah Beng eat Peanuts'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-6120915858205282821</id><published>2009-01-11T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:06:52.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touching Story'/><title type='text'>A Father's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A son asked his father, 'Dad, will you take part in a marathon with me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father who, despite having a heart condition, says 'Yes'. They went on to complete the marathon together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father and son went on to join other marathons, the father always saying 'Yes' to his son's request of going through the race together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the son asked his father, 'Dad, let's join the Ironman together.' To which, his father said 'Yes' to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't know, Ironman is the toughest triathlon ever. The race encompasses three endurance events of a 2.4 mile (3.86 kilometer) ocean swim, followed by a 112 mile (180.2 kilometer) bike ride, and ending with a 26.2 mile (42.195 kilometer) marathon along the coast of the Big Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father and son went on to complete the race together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View this with music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=8cf08faca5dd9ea45513"&gt;http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=8cf08faca5dd9ea45513&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really touching video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall not complain about muscle aches....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-6120915858205282821?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/6120915858205282821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/6120915858205282821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/fathers-love.html' title='A Father&apos;s Love'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-5469443841080475882</id><published>2009-01-11T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:07:36.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>EASY VS. DIFFICULT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Easy is to judge the mistakes of others.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to talk without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to refrain the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to hurt someone who loves us.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to heal the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to forgive others.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to ask for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to set rules.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to dream every night.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to fight for a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to show victory.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to admire a full moon.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to see the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to stumble with a stone.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to enjoy life every day.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to give its real value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to promise something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to fulfill that promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to say we love.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to show it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to criticize others.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to improve oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to weep for a lost love.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to take care of it so not to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to think about improving.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to stop thinking it and put it into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to think bad of others.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to give them the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to receive.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy to read this.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is keep the friendship with words.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to keep it with meanings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-5469443841080475882?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5469443841080475882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5469443841080475882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/easy-vs-difficult.html' title='EASY VS. DIFFICULT'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-5187257926672682887</id><published>2009-01-11T04:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:07:59.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>Tension....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;One Moment listen please&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Moment you are in &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tension &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will lose your &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Attention &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you are in total &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Confusion &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will feel &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Irritation &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will spoil personal &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Relation &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, you won't get &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Co - Operation &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will make things &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Complication &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then your blood pressure may raise &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Caution &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may have to take &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Medication&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, understand the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Situation &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And try to think about the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Solution &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many problems will be solved by &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Discussion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will work out better in your &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Profession &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think it's my free &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suggestion &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only for your &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prevention &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you understand my &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Intention &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never come again to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tension&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bill Gates &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4849472884079977338-5187257926672682887?l=sharingstation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5187257926672682887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4849472884079977338/posts/default/5187257926672682887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharingstation.blogspot.com/2009/01/tension.html' title='Tension....'/><author><name>jlsim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08970459623734410784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4849472884079977338.post-5507705626044380673</id><published>2009-01-11T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:08:18.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><title type='text'>Can I borrow $25?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The father 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;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The man 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;After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;'Are you asleep, son?' He asked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;'The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;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. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;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;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please don't break this even if you only send it to one person. 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