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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-AE62n-g2vwOUybL1ESePLqI3g8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-AE62n-g2vwOUybL1ESePLqI3g8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/NVYp/~4/MAISA7zCBc8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://livingeagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6007425583055149012/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://livingeagle.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-is-tough-part-3.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063251968659709214/posts/default/6007425583055149012?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063251968659709214/posts/default/6007425583055149012?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NVYp/~3/MAISA7zCBc8/life-is-tough-part-3.html" title="Life is tough  (Part 3)" /><author><name>Lovable Hermit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17533344434281030415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rvu1czE2ww/TXZSs84E1BI/AAAAAAAABbk/2FMOhNTk0P0/s220/seawoman.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://livingeagle.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-is-tough-part-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8BRXo8fip7ImA9WhZUEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063251968659709214.post-52540983982643884</id><published>2011-06-05T18:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:47:34.476+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-05T18:47:34.476+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Life is tough (Part 2)</title><content type="html">Life is forever tough, difficult and full of challenges.  I found out the reasons mainly why I have no suitors are because I do not speak softly  and slowly when I was young.  These are very crucial for men to pick and accept  their potential girl-friends and wives.   I knew these too many years late.  So sad.   Thus i have missed opportunities.    Just like i read from one blog sometimes back , his criteria and probably most men criteria to look for in a wife or girl friend is : somebody that may help him in his career, a woman  who speak softly and slowly and articulate besides having  a face that is attractive to look at.   In addition to a good career and financial standing to boast about.  This is truly "wah lau eh "&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;To speak softly and slowly is an art.  No wonder majority of my superiors and colleagues dislike me.  Too bad for me.  To me this is just a mask.  No wonder men said the women that they love change once they get married.  It is crystal plain the women did not require to act anymore once the are hitched and married.  To  speak softly and slowly do not come naturally.  It is a skill to learn and practise.    It is very superficial. There are instances when one can hardly able to talk softly and slowly in case of emergency or being too much concern.  Example just imagine how can one manage to talk slowly and softly if one's loved one eg baby or parents catch fire.  Or maybe one's car window screen being smashed.    The concern will over take the speak softly and slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A failed actress like me  is left alone on the shelf.  What a miserable unfair life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063251968659709214-52540983982643884?l=livingeagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Throughout my working lives and personal lives I have come across  a thousands of such pairs.  The reasons are very plain obvious.  For those who thought that we do not know let me disclose to you.   They are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Relatively married women appeared to be more cheerful and lively compared to spinsters.  Who  will not be cheerful when one can boast about having a family i.e. husband, children , etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  If the man were to have affair with a married woman,  it requires less commitment.  Less time and attention are also needed because the woman too will have to spend some time with her legal husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  After the "project" the man can very easily wipe his buttock and wear pants and go off happily.  Less string attached and less stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Like the Chinese saying goes,  "Stealing food taste more delicous".  Likewise affair with married woman enhance the thrill and excitement more compared to having affair with spinster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  An affair with married woman also serve as less chances of contracting HIV compared to with prostitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  In case if the woman conceive the baby, it  can very easily become the legal husband'  child.  One don't have to waste a single cent to pay for maternity bills or the chore of rearing the child up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  By having an affair with married woman, it need to be in the dark thus has more chances and also easier to flirt around with some other woman.   Easier for man to have more partners simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  It is also a boost to the man's ego when he can successfully sleep with other man's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  The chances of married woman ability to win the man's heart is higher because they have already successfully hooked one man to married them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.   In this modern age now, adulterous is already a norm, especially where they can easily meet and understands each other through work place or even some through being business partners initially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  The affair will be more attractive if the legal husband of the woman is rich high flyer.  The man can happily announce Mr so and so's wife is my very "close friend, our relationship is sheer platonic, bla bla, bla".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Should the man happen to be also married, this will heighten the relationship further because both have common background- same marital status.  Thereby more to exchange or talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a comments if I have missed out any other reasons for these affairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063251968659709214-2523417473318137422?l=livingeagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I snap them with my handphone camera, that is why there are not that sharp.   I will be visiting this place again after the harbour is completed.   The light house is really very attractive.   There is also a long windy path which is very suitable for evening walks and couples walks and dens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7rjjJ5PI/AAAAAAAABZE/fDK5aaZQGe0/s1600/Image0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7rjjJ5PI/AAAAAAAABZE/fDK5aaZQGe0/s200/Image0144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556100184754742514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7mBBdztI/AAAAAAAABY8/7BrtYykiyP8/s1600/Image0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7mBBdztI/AAAAAAAABY8/7BrtYykiyP8/s200/Image0143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556100089587289810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7fHdkwPI/AAAAAAAABY0/nIFyAUl0lc8/s1600/Image0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7fHdkwPI/AAAAAAAABY0/nIFyAUl0lc8/s200/Image0142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556099971056713970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7VJhjVeI/AAAAAAAABYs/th31BP4_7x4/s1600/Image0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7VJhjVeI/AAAAAAAABYs/th31BP4_7x4/s200/Image0141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556099799811577314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7L0M2tFI/AAAAAAAABYk/osVnpgUYj0w/s1600/Image0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7L0M2tFI/AAAAAAAABYk/osVnpgUYj0w/s200/Image0140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556099639468799058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7BhrjR4I/AAAAAAAABYc/_XcJ2FcFmfE/s1600/Image0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWD-kgXwxO0/TRs7BhrjR4I/AAAAAAAABYc/_XcJ2FcFmfE/s200/Image0139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556099462698583938" 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/6063251968659709214-8207445819749472858?l=livingeagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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