<?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-5863771939517025018</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:49:12.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Love?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-6622302815879690284</id><published>2009-06-26T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:36:57.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was wondering what should blog about.So i decided to share my opinion about&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.I think love is boring.It is not that i do not love my family &amp;amp; friends,i do.&lt;br /&gt;But when you love someone,you would have to sacrifice a lot for them &amp;amp; make &lt;br /&gt;them happy,it also takes a lot of strength &amp;amp; determination to continue loving them.&lt;br /&gt;When we do not have love,nothing matters at all and we would do whatever we want&lt;br /&gt;without having to think about others.&lt;br /&gt;For all i care.&lt;br /&gt;But in a way, having love in our lives prevents from doing wrong,sometimes, and&lt;br /&gt;transform us into selfless people.LOVE may be boring but one day,we will come to&lt;br /&gt;realize what love have done for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Posted by Charlene Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-6622302815879690284?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/6622302815879690284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-wondering-what-should-blog-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/6622302815879690284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/6622302815879690284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-wondering-what-should-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-7329797609956403939</id><published>2009-06-26T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:02:24.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers' day! :)</title><content type='html'>How did you spend your time with your father last sunday on Fathers' day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday, it was fathers'day! Instead of going for dinner at exquisite restaurants, my father decided to bring us to West Coast park. I noticed a smile he was wearing as he saw my sister and i riding our bicycle:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to macdonals for dinner! I know my father hated macdonals but on that day, he decided to eat macdonals because my sister wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the table, we ate and said several jokes. My father was so happy:) i saw him laughing over and over again! There was one particular joke that was not as funny as the rest and my sister repeated it over and over again, each time, my father never failed to laugh! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see that he really enjoyed his time although we did not have expensive dinners but just a small dinner in front of a small table. That has shown me that to make a person feel loved, it does not require you to spend hundreds of dollars or thousand of dollars. Maybe a simple " I love You " that really meant from your heart could also leave a memorable day for your father. That day, my father really enjoyed his time with us:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Posted by Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-7329797609956403939?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/7329797609956403939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7329797609956403939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7329797609956403939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers&apos; day! :)'/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-8526764262130471909</id><published>2009-06-22T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:29:18.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE and accceptance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pl9h-kmnf10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pl9h-kmnf10&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by XUETING (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-8526764262130471909?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/8526764262130471909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-and-accceptance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/8526764262130471909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/8526764262130471909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-and-accceptance.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-7194131305066178525</id><published>2009-06-16T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:11:13.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have just came back from my camp and had a lot of new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised how can a small action touches someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A encouraging remark like, "Well done!", can motivate someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a lot of new friends, some of them lent their help to one another, allowing me understand &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;how love can overcomes selfishness and other things else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love do not comes from anywhere, but in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And devotions, Quiet times and worship in the camp had allowed me discovered more things like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camp theme song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let there be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; shared among us&lt;br /&gt;let there be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; in our eyes&lt;br /&gt;may now your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; sweep this nation&lt;br /&gt;cause us oh lord, to arise&lt;br /&gt;give us a fresh understanding&lt;br /&gt;of brotherly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; that is real&lt;br /&gt;let there be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; shared among us &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let there be&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(this song and performances done by fellow camp mates allowed me to understand that love is like the cement that sticks the bricks-which is us- bond us all together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Luke 10:25-37 (New International Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Parable of the Good&lt;br /&gt;Samaritan&lt;br /&gt;25On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;"Teacher," he asked, "what must I do to inherit eternal life?"&lt;br /&gt;26"What is&lt;br /&gt;written in the Law?" he replied. "How do you read it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27He answered: "&lt;br /&gt;'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all&lt;br /&gt;your strength and with all your mind'[a]; and, 'Love your neighbor as&lt;br /&gt;yourself.'[b]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28"You have answered correctly," Jesus replied. "Do this&lt;br /&gt;and you will live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29But he wanted to justify himself, so he asked&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, "And who is my neighbor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30In reply Jesus said: "A man was going&lt;br /&gt;down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he fell into the hands of robbers. They&lt;br /&gt;stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. 31A&lt;br /&gt;priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he&lt;br /&gt;passed by on the other side. 32So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and&lt;br /&gt;saw him, passed by on the other side. 33But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came&lt;br /&gt;where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. 34He went to him&lt;br /&gt;and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own&lt;br /&gt;donkey, took him to an inn and took care of him. 35The next day he took out two&lt;br /&gt;silver coins[c] and gave them to the innkeeper. 'Look after him,' he said, 'and&lt;br /&gt;when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36"Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell&lt;br /&gt;into the hands of robbers?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37The expert in the law replied, "The one&lt;br /&gt;who had mercy on him."&lt;br /&gt;Jesus told him, "Go and do likewise."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POSTED by Christina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-7194131305066178525?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/7194131305066178525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-just-came-back-from-my-camp-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7194131305066178525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7194131305066178525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-just-came-back-from-my-camp-and.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-4530373406514432704</id><published>2009-06-10T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:56:09.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are many songs, poem and books written about love.But some of them&lt;br /&gt;are non-committal love. Some people would believe that that if they get involve&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/Si9se8iZ8DI/AAAAAAAAABc/cts_0SHqXsY/s1600-h/heart.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/Si9se8iZ8DI/AAAAAAAAABc/cts_0SHqXsY/s320/heart.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345610561614377010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in BGR,they would experience love.But they have not realise that their families&lt;br /&gt;and friends have already given them a lot of love.If the person they are having a relationship with have unconditional  love/sacrificial for them, then thats great.&lt;br /&gt;Conditional love is when the PERSON says to,"if you don't do this,it means you don't love me."And may lead us into destruction&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Posted by Charlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-4530373406514432704?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/4530373406514432704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-are-many-songs-poem-and-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/4530373406514432704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/4530373406514432704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-are-many-songs-poem-and-books.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/Si9se8iZ8DI/AAAAAAAAABc/cts_0SHqXsY/s72-c/heart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-5537670076783528778</id><published>2009-06-07T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:42:52.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mother Theresa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Maker, Pioneer, Legend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SiuVfFxbREI/AAAAAAAAABU/dDEdyY6L62g/s1600-h/mother+theresa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344529744163193922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SiuVfFxbREI/AAAAAAAAABU/dDEdyY6L62g/s320/mother+theresa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa was born Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu in Skopje, Macedonia, on August 26, 1910. At the age of twelve, she felt strongly the call of God. She knew she had to be a missionary to spread the love of Christ thus at the age of eighteen, she left her parental home in Skopje and joined the Sisters of Loreto, an Irish community of nuns with missions in India. After a few months' training in Dublin she was sent to India, where she took her initial vows as a nun. From 1931 to 1948 Mother Teresa had taught at St. Mary's High School in Calcutta, but the suffering and poverty she glimpsed outside the convent walls made such a deep impression on her that in 1948, she received permission from her superiors to leave the convent school and devote herself to working among the poorest of the poor in the slums of Calcutta. Although she had no funds, she depended on Divine Providence, and started an open-air school for slum children. Soon she was joined by voluntary helpers, and financial support was also forthcoming. This made it possible for her to extend the scope of her work. Love and concern from her to those who had nobody to be taken care of had made her receive a number of awards and distinctions, of that includes the Nobel Peace Prize (1979), the Pope John XXIII Peace Prize (1971) and the Nehru Prize for her promotion of international peace and understanding (1972). She had also received the Balzan Prize (1979) and the Templeton and Magsaysay awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she once said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep the joy of loving the poor and share this joy with all you meet. Remember works of love are works of Peace. God Bless you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Posted By XueTing (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-5537670076783528778?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/5537670076783528778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/mother-theresa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5537670076783528778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5537670076783528778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/06/mother-theresa.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SiuVfFxbREI/AAAAAAAAABU/dDEdyY6L62g/s72-c/mother+theresa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-2113228582441214333</id><published>2009-05-31T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:52:37.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To me, Love is sharing what you have with others. When you get back your results recently, when you score better than your close friends, do you notice something? do you notice that they feel disappointed in their own results? thats is exactly what i realised and noticed.. although i got results that are above my expectations, i really didnt feel happy when my friend felt sad. what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she called me after her Parent-Teacher meeting, she told me that her father looked very disappointed and in actual fact, he is quite disappointed... at that instance, i said this " dont worry, from now on if you dont understand anything, you can ask me, i will stay back and teach you. " after i hung up, i thought through what i said, i realised its an act out of love. Love can make us do things that are unexpected! Love is miraculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                                                                                                  -1 Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Posted by Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-2113228582441214333?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/2113228582441214333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-me-love-is-sharing-what-you-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2113228582441214333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2113228582441214333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-me-love-is-sharing-what-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-2264685877267726889</id><published>2009-05-29T19:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:39:21.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm, what is love to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what i think, Love is when you will try to protect that person no matter what. You will want that person to be happy forever. And never wished for any bad things to fall on them. Like how i always feel like praying for my parents for i am afraid they might get into accidents, like getting run down by a vehicle, because i am afraid to lose them. To me, Love can also change someone. If you have a friend who is very lazy and always fail to complete their work. What will you do to change them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was me, then i will most probably start doing homework with her instead. Maybe spending the time with her doing homework also allows both of our relationship to improve and to help her to stop procrastinating and to do her work. Then through this, people can feel my love for them by caring and helping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 460px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 422px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt283/rossi_ochi02/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If a King loves his people, what do you think he will do to show love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, what do you think is the magic of Love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Posted by Christina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-2264685877267726889?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/2264685877267726889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm-what-is-love-to-me-from-what-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2264685877267726889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2264685877267726889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm-what-is-love-to-me-from-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-5787628877019171471</id><published>2009-05-21T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:25:16.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love, like a river, will cut a new pathwhenever it meets an obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crystal Middlemas -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Love is like a mustard seed;&lt;br /&gt;planted by God&lt;br /&gt;and watered by men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muda Saint Michael -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There is only one happiness in life,&lt;br /&gt;to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- George Sand -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love is strong yet delicate.&lt;br /&gt;It can be broken.&lt;br /&gt;To truly love is to understand this.&lt;br /&gt;To be in love is to respect this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stephen Packer -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posted by Rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-5787628877019171471?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/5787628877019171471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-like-river-will-cut-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5787628877019171471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5787628877019171471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-like-river-will-cut-new.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-7116814842065030932</id><published>2009-05-21T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:35:27.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/ShVGUi64AwI/AAAAAAAAABE/S2InaRIbQvA/s1600-h/Rain_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/ShVGUi64AwI/AAAAAAAAABE/S2InaRIbQvA/s320/Rain_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338250252102664962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Love is caring.This picture shows someone sacrificing his umbrella for &lt;br /&gt;                        someone else.This person might just be a stranger but he is willing to&lt;br /&gt;                        give up his umbrella , concerned that  person might get sick.&lt;br /&gt;                        In life, we may encounter such experiences where we see people in need,                                           we want to help them but do not have the courage to stand out.I think&lt;br /&gt;                       we should show kindness &amp;amp; compassion to everyone. When you help others,&lt;br /&gt;                        you're also helping yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-7116814842065030932?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/7116814842065030932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-caring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7116814842065030932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7116814842065030932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-caring.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/ShVGUi64AwI/AAAAAAAAABE/S2InaRIbQvA/s72-c/Rain_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-2702358107151358989</id><published>2009-05-19T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:20:40.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've heard from my Pastor in my Church talking about Jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT CAN JEALOUSY DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can destroy relationships. Have you ever been jealous about your loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;I have. I was jealous of my best friend's scores for her test, even rejoiced when she did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt; than me. Even when i loved her, i was still jealous of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i allowed this jealousy to take over me, our friendship would have ended because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do not ever allow jealousy to overcome you. Its normal to have jealousy within you, but do not let it control you. Instead, you control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestion is, you try to find joy in the success of your loved ones. Celebrate with them, rejoice with them. And work hard not because of competing, but to do your best! And show love to them that friends are more important than competitions through your actions. Even if you get the first prize, but have no friends, there is no meaning to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really love them and do not want to lose them, then remember to never surrender to the Jealousy in you! Like what Jiaying mentioned, Love shouldn't hurt. But jealousy will hurt your friends and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posted by Christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-2702358107151358989?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/2702358107151358989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-heard-from-my-pastor-in-my-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2702358107151358989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2702358107151358989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-heard-from-my-pastor-in-my-church.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-2300533753625296704</id><published>2009-05-15T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:30:29.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love shouldnt hurt</title><content type='html'>Love shouldn’t hurt but instead it should be joyful. Then what about dating violence? Dating violence is when his/her partner gets agitated easily but he/she says he/she loves that someone very much. There are many similar cases in families. Mostly, the other partner or child suffers. He/she will start insulting, slapping, hitting or even force you to do what you do not wish to do. These conflicts can be resolved! Communication is important! Talk to one another but don’t put faults at anyone, keep an open mind. Love is important and essential in everyone. Everyone one needs love and so we need to love one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Posted by Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-2300533753625296704?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/2300533753625296704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-shouldnt-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2300533753625296704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2300533753625296704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-shouldnt-hurt.html' title='Love shouldnt hurt'/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-3035203332835314866</id><published>2009-05-13T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:51:15.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bitter&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sweet, because of the care and encouragements.&lt;br /&gt;you feel happy when you are loved, therefore a sweet feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bitter, because of your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;you feel pain, when they are hurt, because you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sour, because of little things.&lt;br /&gt;Quarreling over small matters yet this allow both of you to deepen your relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posted by Christina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-3035203332835314866?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/3035203332835314866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/3035203332835314866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/3035203332835314866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html' title='Love..'/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-1679155377295563059</id><published>2009-05-11T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:32:08.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sure most of you, or rather all of you, have watched this commercial on TV before. It's touching, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Funeral" is a new TV commerical launched by the Ministry of Community Development, Youth and Sports (MCYS) which looks at relationships in a different light, through an indian lady at her husband's funeral. From the above video, we can see that this lady really loved her husband a lot. She wouldn't mind her husband's snoring,and even regard this noisy snoring as an indication to whether her husband was still alive, when his illness was at his worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving a person is not judging a book by its appearance. It is beauty skin deep.&lt;br /&gt;It is through the inner heart, that we determine how much we love the people around us. However, not everybody is perfect. People around us may have his or her individual bad habits and such. Only acceptance from the others, can make their imperfections beautiful, so beautiful that it makes those imperfects perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So LOVE, can mean the acceptance of the imperfections of the people around us. Cherish them, before it's too late. LOVE them, because it's better late than never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;posted by XUETING (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-1679155377295563059?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/1679155377295563059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-im-sure-most-of-you-or-rather-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/1679155377295563059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/1679155377295563059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-im-sure-most-of-you-or-rather-all.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-5841253989168691530</id><published>2009-05-06T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:48:55.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to love??</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ctMARQrcQkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ctMARQrcQkI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TEHxQ6QmXgQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TEHxQ6QmXgQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can be conveyed in different ways:) Show them your love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Posted by Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-5841253989168691530?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/5841253989168691530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5841253989168691530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5841253989168691530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-love.html' title='How to love??'/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-7411864790318097789</id><published>2009-05-02T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:24:08.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SfxI6XUTUiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7pIM1Rm2Sao/s1600-h/ga831001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 682px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SfxI6XUTUiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7pIM1Rm2Sao/s320/ga831001.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331216226428604962" 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/5863771939517025018-7411864790318097789?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/7411864790318097789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7411864790318097789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7411864790318097789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SfxI6XUTUiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7pIM1Rm2Sao/s72-c/ga831001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-6283917956732650548</id><published>2009-05-02T16:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:41:52.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to add on what Christina had posted in the previous post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, this VALUESVENTURE is a competition organised by The Girls' Brigade Singapore, to encourage responsible media engagement amoong her youth members. It's media tracks not only consist of the 'Setup a Themed Blog', it also has a 'Build a Widget' track. The most important thing is, our GB company, the 10th coy, managed to send teams to take part in both tracks! *claps claps* Our 'Build a Widget' team has made a widget based on the theme, ENCOURAGEMENT. And after reading Christina's post, I think that it would be good to share this wideget with you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://cdn.widgetserver.com/syndication/subscriber/InsertWidget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;if (WIDGETBOX) WIDGETBOX.renderWidget('44646c19-047c-42b4-a3b7-a5d93cdfd036');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christina said, love can be in the form of encouragement. And now, in this crucial examination period, students like us are MUGGING really hard. So, show love by encouraging your friends to continue working hard for SA1! They will be delighted to hear your encouragement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Posted by XUETING (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-6283917956732650548?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/6283917956732650548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-to-add-on-what-christina-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/6283917956732650548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/6283917956732650548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-to-add-on-what-christina-had.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-8909265358533452081</id><published>2009-04-29T22:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:58:48.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to share with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;writing an encouragement card to a friend is also a form of showing love and care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;some meaningful quotes and bible verses about love:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOVE is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend&lt;br /&gt;- Martin Luther King Jr.‏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to be kind to strangers. For some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hebrews 13:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred stills up dissension,&lt;br /&gt;but love covers over all wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Proverbs 10:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even hear, but must be felt with the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posted by Christina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-8909265358533452081?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/8909265358533452081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-to-share-with-you-do-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/8909265358533452081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/8909265358533452081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-to-share-with-you-do-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-2972075258007234327</id><published>2009-04-28T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:42:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few days before, my best friend quarrelled with me just because of her boy friend.There was this day when she just started to know this guy, soon she fell in&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; with him.He asked her for stead and she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;I do not have any problem with that, but one day she was crying at one of the schools staircase i found her there and asked her what had happened.She just brushed me aside with one sharp "GO AWAY!" I went to ask my friend what had happened to her and she said that her boy friend had dumped her.I pitied her so i went to find her and tried to tell her that that boy was not worth to be loved.She said that i do not know anything about love and scolded me for being such a busy body.I was very angry at that time so i just shouted out everything at her and said that though i do not know much about BGR relationship but i still cared for her and wanted her not to be sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;This morning she came up to me and said that she was sorry for everything.I forgave her and we were best friends again.&lt;br /&gt;(LOVE can change everything and anything about a person.) &lt;strong&gt;--Racheal--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-2972075258007234327?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/2972075258007234327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-days-before-my-best-friend-quralled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2972075258007234327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/2972075258007234327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-days-before-my-best-friend-quralled.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-7407930803290129536</id><published>2009-04-26T09:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:01:10.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SfO9E-nudRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YEhzv7DNEoA/s1600-h/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328810677336175890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SfO9E-nudRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YEhzv7DNEoA/s320/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Nicholas Sparks -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Oliver Wendell Holmes -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Love is like war: Easy to begin but hard to end." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Anonymous -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Robert Mitchum -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..What do you think &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; is? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Posted By XUETING (:&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/5863771939517025018-7407930803290129536?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/7407930803290129536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-more-than-three-words-mumbled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7407930803290129536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/7407930803290129536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-more-than-three-words-mumbled.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SfO9E-nudRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YEhzv7DNEoA/s72-c/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-4363783677685044076</id><published>2009-04-22T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:58:45.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many of us have faced such situations as quarreling with friends, dislike the way our friends behave or speaks. Its normal.&lt;br /&gt;For example, i had a quarrel with my friend past few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was asking a question and she eventually laughed at the question i asked. So i got really worked up as i felt insulted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i told her in the face, "You're very rude!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soon, we did not talk to each other for a short period till i said sorry first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said sorry because i should have talked to her nicely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now we're the best buddies again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this situation, i conclude that if we treat friends with love and patience, our friendship becomes closer.&lt;br /&gt;Show love because you make your friend feel that she/he is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;Basically when one does not feel being loved or cared, they feel that they are not close to you and left out. So when you make them feel important, they will come to you naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also patience between relationships that enable it to last long.&lt;br /&gt;If there is a lack of patience in a relationship, the two will soon break apart.&lt;br /&gt;So aim to start applying patience into your life now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posted by Christina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-4363783677685044076?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/4363783677685044076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-of-us-have-faced-such-situations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/4363783677685044076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/4363783677685044076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-of-us-have-faced-such-situations.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-5521822163063839869</id><published>2009-04-22T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:40:25.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What actually is love?</title><content type='html'>As i have said earlier that my friend's parents are divorcing, i prayed for her and do all i could to make her happy :), spent time with her after school, make her laugh and  in the end, she told me that her parents are not divorcing anymore! yay! That was really great news.&lt;br /&gt;i watched a show recently and they were doing a survey to ask people what love is. Many people gave different answers. There are people who say that love is sharing with your loved ones what you have and others say that love is accepting, some say that love is appreciating and also love is honesty. I think that love can be shown in those ways that i mentioned, being honest with each other, appreciating them with a simple thank you and even go and extra mile for them, doing what normal people cannot do. Love when it is not possible to love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;posted by Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-5521822163063839869?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/5521822163063839869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-actually-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5521822163063839869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5521822163063839869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-actually-is-love.html' title='What actually is love?'/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-8278644836560483359</id><published>2009-04-19T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:18:06.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SerYxwegtfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n1zx-gR2Azg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326307858657097202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SerYxwegtfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n1zx-gR2Azg/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is cute, isn't it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH-HA! Knew that you would agree with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Actually, this picture depicts a scene from a wedding that I've attended yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of my distant relatives who was getting married and our family was invited to attend this special event. Although I don't really know the newly-wed couple that well, but i still went there. Like my mother said, must "give face" to them, since they've invited us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..like other wedding dinners, we soon settled down after the registration outside the ballroom was done. As we were waiting for the grand event to start, we chatted heartily with the other guests. Then suddenly, all lights were dimmed and we heard someone hymning through the speakers. It was only until the stage was light up, then we knew that it was the bridegroom who was hymning. He paused, and said: "The song that i'm gonna to sing later on is composed by me, for my beloved wife. I hope she likes it, and i hope you will like it too.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the warm round of applause, he started singing. The song began with how he had met his wife and how they got together and such. He also praised how good his wife is and through the lyrics, almost everyone can see the great effort that he had put in in composing the song. To me, he is like the character in the picture, singing out words of love. It is obvious that he composed the song with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all his heart&lt;/span&gt;, wrote the lyrics with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all his heart&lt;/span&gt; and sang the song with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all his heart&lt;/span&gt;,as the song not only impacts his wife, but also the guests in the ballroom, including me. The LOVE song was certainly heartening and one would probably give his everything, to hear it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this, I've learnt that, to express one's LOVE towards someone, it is not necessary to spend big bucks on that person. Just like the bridegroom, with a simple song that he composed, he can impact almost everyone in the ballroom. Need not spend any money to compose song eh :) ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what your heart comes up with = PRICELESS (an amount of $ that is too large to be calculated!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Posted by XUETING (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-8278644836560483359?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/8278644836560483359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-picture-is-cute-isnt-it-ah-ha-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/8278644836560483359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/8278644836560483359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-picture-is-cute-isnt-it-ah-ha-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SerYxwegtfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n1zx-gR2Azg/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-5775344887325003991</id><published>2009-04-13T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:25:03.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SeMugd_SQUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5i8xmppRAnE/s1600-h/Priority+seat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324150319822815554" style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SeMugd_SQUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5i8xmppRAnE/s320/Priority+seat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SeMugd_SQUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5i8xmppRAnE/s1600-h/Priority+seat.jpg"&gt;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SeMugd_SQUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5i8xmppRAnE/s1600-h/Priority+seat.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this reminds you of?&lt;br /&gt;Such signs can be seen on public buses and trains wherever you go. Its a reminder to not be selfish and be considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of us know that &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; means care.&lt;br /&gt;But do we only care for people we love?&lt;br /&gt;What about strangers we see on public buses and trains?&lt;br /&gt;Can we express care and concern to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer is certainly yes!&lt;br /&gt;Love is not only about feeling, but also a choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it was rather awful each time I board public buses. Whenever I finds a seat, I sit down comfortably and listens to my ipod. Soon, when crowd proceeds onto the bus, I will tend to see people standing. Each time the bus turns, I see them struggle to balance. Then my conscience will go, "Why aren't you taking initiative to give your seat to the people standing?" I will feel extremely guilty yet dare not move a inch. I was afraid to move around as the bus is already packed and my movements might cause disturbance to others. But the fact is i am just finding excuses. I just did not have enough courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have boldly tapped the person standing beside me, politely offer the seat to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And actually Love can be passed around like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should always have that benevolent attitude to be considerate for others. We can't always live in our own world, worrying only for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point i had considered is:&lt;br /&gt;When one starts to do something, others follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe many also didn't have courage to give up their seats.&lt;br /&gt;So when we first take initiative to express care for the people standing, people watching can get motivated by our actions and start doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do not hesitate to pass the love around starting from today because &lt;em&gt;happiness comes when people shows love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posted By Christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-5775344887325003991?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/5775344887325003991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-does-this-reminds-you-of-such.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5775344887325003991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/5775344887325003991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-does-this-reminds-you-of-such.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WQJI4QALC00/SeMugd_SQUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5i8xmppRAnE/s72-c/Priority+seat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-1728402167216437715</id><published>2009-04-10T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T16:55:02.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, my closest friend shared with me her family problem that she is facing right now. Her parents might be divorcing a few years later when her younger sister grows older and more mature. She also told me that a few years ago, her parents already wanted to divorce and even consulted a lawyer. Why is there no love in this family that was brought together? Where is love when it is needed? What was the main problem? Was love present in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was utterly shocked when she told me that. I really do not know what to do at that time. Suddenly, I realize how fortunate I am to have such a wonderful and loving family. A family that contains no hatred or no violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between a person and another, love must always be present. Loving those who were mean to you, your enemies. Loving includes showing care and concern, not taking the person for granted, encouragements and many more to the person and even to the extend where it is impossible to love. I decided to pray for her, encourage her and even show love to her especially when she does not feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Posted by Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-1728402167216437715?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/1728402167216437715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-my-closest-friend-shared-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/1728402167216437715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/1728402167216437715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-my-closest-friend-shared-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-3831115947482466959</id><published>2009-04-05T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:52:46.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi! How many of you rear pets at home? I have six hamsters at home. At first, I thought that loving and caring for them would be very easy but soon I started l&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;osing interest in them. After my mother had to c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;onstantly remind me to fill up their food bowl and other things.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It made me realize that when you love someone, You have to be responsible for the person whether it’s an animal or a human.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rearing pets isn’t easy, it involves sacrificing time and money and giving them tender loving care. One must not embark on it lightly, sometimes the owner does not have enough patience and love for them and end up abandoning them, leaving them in wildness to fend for themselves and Eventually, they may get run over by cars or abuse .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;Our parents have been taking care of us and even when they are faced with difficulties, they do not simply abandon us. Same goes for the pets , when &lt;strong&gt;we are faced with burdens , we should not give up on them .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posted by Charlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-3831115947482466959?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/3831115947482466959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihow-many-of-you-rear-pets-at-home-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/3831115947482466959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/3831115947482466959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihow-many-of-you-rear-pets-at-home-i.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863771939517025018.post-4715048420461897517</id><published>2009-03-27T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:51:18.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;well, it is the first time I am posting here. Our blog is all about love values, meaning of love and how can we show love! Basically, we think that nowadays love carries a important meaning as we go around in the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Definition of love found in Dictionary.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used as noun-&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or&lt;br /&gt;friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used as verb-&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to have a profoundly tender, passionate&lt;br /&gt;affection for (another person).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here we can tell that love means showing care and concern for one another. But showing love does not mean only to someone you like, it can be anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my past secondary one year, for no reason this boy seems to dislike me. At first i thought, "Since he doesn't give me respect, why should I?"&lt;br /&gt;But later i learnt that my disrespectful actions towards him have created a stronger, higher wall between both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i began to show love; i wrote encouragements cards for him, encouraging him. Though it is not very successful, but i can feel that he has lessen hatred towards me.&lt;br /&gt;From here i can conclude that love is not only about caring, but also about showing respect to one another. Read the following idiom below that explains about our actions towards others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do unto others as you would have them do unto you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my experience, which i had just shared, will motivate you to start showing actions of love to one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Posted by Christina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863771939517025018-4715048420461897517?l=allabout--love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/feeds/4715048420461897517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-well-it-is-first-time-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/4715048420461897517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863771939517025018/posts/default/4715048420461897517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allabout--love.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-well-it-is-first-time-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>10th coy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130792442006811031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
