<?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-2728704093788724407</id><updated>2012-01-22T15:20:15.137+08:00</updated><category term='The Devil and the Duck'/><category term='Quotations'/><category term='Ironies in Relationships'/><category term='Inspirational'/><category term='Free Hug'/><category term='Short Story'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Sick Puppies'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>F R i E N D S H i P</title><subtitle type='html'>Inspiring stories about Love, Friendship, Relationship and even Heartaches.
Live, Laugh and Love. 
Live Life to the fullest. Laugh in the midst of disappointments and heartaches. Love Life and Yourself.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My Passionate Soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11653372485489679337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lDVMA62G48/Txu4ZYOZyFI/AAAAAAAABbk/s0sg66Ep6SI/s220/Mel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728704093788724407.post-9210246336712727207</id><published>2009-08-01T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:23:33.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>F R i E N D S H i P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSLa8JFpeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/C-uJ2czt_Kk/s1600-h/Holding+Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSLa8JFpeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/C-uJ2czt_Kk/s200/Holding+Hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356059151787468258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"A friend is someon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;e who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; forgotten t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;ords"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Donna Roberts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The song may fade away, the melody will run dry, a friend is there to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; remind and keep singing a love song. A friend loves at all time, a love that is strong and the foundation of every relationship. As time goes by, it grows stronger and better that can last forever. True friendship is tested by time, molded by trials, and strengthen by faith. And a real friend is the one who will love you and accept you d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;espite of your imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may walk in the dark path of life, we know that we will never be alone for there is a friend who would always walk with us side by side. A true friendship is like binding your souls as one to love and to take care of one another, to strengthen each others weaknesses, to fill each others emptiness, who is always there that you can run to when no one seems to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;be around and to love without limitations and accept who you truly are. A a love of a friend is unconditional and patient, not demanding but gives you freedom, not proud but humble, not jealous but understanding, sincere and always forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSL_kepbSI/AAAAAAAAAh0/arR_im1uiJ8/s1600-h/Shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSL_kepbSI/AAAAAAAAAh0/arR_im1uiJ8/s200/Shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356059781090602274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"A friend is the one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A love of a friend is beyond our comprehension, simple at the same time comp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ated. You know that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; can always lean on, for the times that the world may walk out and turned against you, against all odds, a friend will be there to be with you. True friendship is to be the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;re for one another through the hard times and for the better. True friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hip looks at the inner beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE would always be so complicated, and Friendship is even more harder to understand, because despite of our differences, culture, imperfections, weaknesses, beliefs...somewhere in our heart we understand each other in a mysterious way. We have loved one another in a special way. We have touched each others lives and make a difference. Friendship is always the foundation of all kind of relationship. With a strong friendship comes a strong relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSLbK7MZ5I/AAAAAAAAAhk/AHgHsMPkJm4/s1600-h/Hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSLbK7MZ5I/AAAAAAAAAhk/AHgHsMPkJm4/s200/Hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356059155755722642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The beauty of Friendship is so fascinating. It is like spring time where blossoms grow and fill your world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;h colors and beauty. When True Love springs out of True Friendship, that is the kind of love that has built a strong foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend that loves, are true friends to keep. A true friend sees whats best and takes out the best in you. Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause with a friend, you can be who you are at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://w.sharethis.com/button/sharethis.js#publisher=63e8c975-ad5a-43c9-b2d3-d9d609435140&amp;amp;type=website&amp;amp;post_services=facebook%2Cmyspace%2Cdigg%2Cgoogle_bmarks%2Cdelicious%2Cstumbleupon%2Ctwitter%2Creddit%2Ctechnorati%2Cdiigo%2Cmixx%2Cblogger%2Cwordpress%2Ctypepad%2Cwindows_live%2Cbus_exchange%2Cpropeller%2Cfaves%2Cybuzz%2Cyahoo_bmarks%2Clivejournal%2Clinkedin%2Cmister_wong"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:window.location%20=%20'http://www.socialmarker.com/?link='+encodeURIComponent%20(location.href)+'&amp;amp;title='+encodeURIComponent(%20document.title);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.socialmarker.com/bookmark.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialmarker.com"&gt;Social Bookmarking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2728704093788724407-9210246336712727207?l=ardent-friendship.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/feeds/9210246336712727207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2008/07/thoughts-of-love.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/9210246336712727207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/9210246336712727207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2008/07/thoughts-of-love.html' title='F R i E N D S H i P'/><author><name>My Passionate Soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11653372485489679337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lDVMA62G48/Txu4ZYOZyFI/AAAAAAAABbk/s0sg66Ep6SI/s220/Mel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSLa8JFpeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/C-uJ2czt_Kk/s72-c/Holding+Hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728704093788724407.post-5266913345790547523</id><published>2009-07-28T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:24:10.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Devil and the Duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>The Devil &amp; the Duck</title><content type='html'>There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He practiced in the woods, but he could never hit the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck. Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and killed it. He was shocked and grieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile; only to see his Sister watching! Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing. After lunch the next day Grandma said, 'Sally, let's wash the dishes'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sally said, 'Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she whispered to him, "remember the duck?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Johnny did the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and Grandma said, 'I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally just smiled and said, 'well that's all right because Johnny told me he wanted to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She whispered again, 'Remember the duck?' So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's; he finally couldn't stand it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug and said, 'Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make a slave of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://w.sharethis.com/button/sharethis.js#publisher=63e8c975-ad5a-43c9-b2d3-d9d609435140&amp;amp;type=website&amp;amp;post_services=facebook%2Cmyspace%2Cdigg%2Cgoogle_bmarks%2Cdelicious%2Cstumbleupon%2Ctwitter%2Creddit%2Ctechnorati%2Cdiigo%2Cmixx%2Cblogger%2Cwordpress%2Ctypepad%2Cwindows_live%2Cbus_exchange%2Cpropeller%2Cfaves%2Cybuzz%2Cyahoo_bmarks%2Clivejournal%2Clinkedin%2Cmister_wong"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2728704093788724407-5266913345790547523?l=ardent-friendship.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/feeds/5266913345790547523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2009/07/devil-duck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/5266913345790547523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/5266913345790547523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2009/07/devil-duck.html' title='The Devil &amp; the Duck'/><author><name>My Passionate Soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11653372485489679337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lDVMA62G48/Txu4ZYOZyFI/AAAAAAAABbk/s0sg66Ep6SI/s220/Mel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728704093788724407.post-7274816232002119505</id><published>2009-07-12T20:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:24:29.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ironies in Relationships'/><title type='text'>Ironies in Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/Slne0-jLFMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YRWWACgwkzc/s1600-h/pmboygirl13l.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/Slne0-jLFMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YRWWACgwkzc/s400/pmboygirl13l.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357558233459004610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Guys&lt;/span&gt; go crazy over&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Easy Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Girls&lt;/span&gt; are taken by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ungrateful Guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Most Loyal &lt;/span&gt;are those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being Cheated On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheaters&lt;/span&gt; are begged by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good Ones to STAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Most Worthy of Good Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are the Ones  that AREN'T Taken Seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greatly Hurt&lt;/span&gt; by there Greatest LOVE end up being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PLAYERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any truth in this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://w.sharethis.com/button/sharethis.js#publisher=63e8c975-ad5a-43c9-b2d3-d9d609435140&amp;amp;type=website&amp;amp;post_services=facebook%2Cmyspace%2Cdigg%2Cgoogle_bmarks%2Cdelicious%2Cstumbleupon%2Ctwitter%2Creddit%2Ctechnorati%2Cdiigo%2Cmixx%2Cblogger%2Cwordpress%2Ctypepad%2Cwindows_live%2Cbus_exchange%2Cpropeller%2Cfaves%2Cybuzz%2Cyahoo_bmarks%2Clivejournal%2Clinkedin%2Cmister_wong"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2728704093788724407-7274816232002119505?l=ardent-friendship.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/feeds/7274816232002119505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2009/07/ironies-in-relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/7274816232002119505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/7274816232002119505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2009/07/ironies-in-relationships.html' title='Ironies in Relationships'/><author><name>My Passionate Soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11653372485489679337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lDVMA62G48/Txu4ZYOZyFI/AAAAAAAABbk/s0sg66Ep6SI/s220/Mel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/Slne0-jLFMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YRWWACgwkzc/s72-c/pmboygirl13l.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728704093788724407.post-7528455528189712394</id><published>2009-01-16T16:40:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:24:54.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>How to say 'I Love You"</title><content type='html'>A girl, Nicola, sitting on the bench at the park wrapped up reading a book and carried by her emotion was approached by Sam, a boy who started up a conversation with her. With mutual feelings of isolation in a generation that would rather communicate over the internet rather than in person, they both bond awkwardly with each other in a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Click the Link below and Watch the Video on 'How to say I Love You'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-84anmYGv4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SXB6-BbzXOI/AAAAAAAAAbE/sbt47adgR1Y/s400/How+to+say+I+LOVE+YOU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291864768115858658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by: Harley Stuart&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: Harley Stuart and Francesca Sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:window.location%20=%20'http://www.socialmarker.com/?link='+encodeURIComponent%20(location.href)+'&amp;amp;title='+encodeURIComponent(%20document.title);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.socialmarker.com/bookmark.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialmarker.com"&gt;Social Bookmarking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://w.sharethis.com/button/sharethis.js#publisher=63e8c975-ad5a-43c9-b2d3-d9d609435140&amp;amp;type=website&amp;amp;post_services=facebook%2Cmyspace%2Cdigg%2Cgoogle_bmarks%2Cdelicious%2Cstumbleupon%2Ctwitter%2Creddit%2Ctechnorati%2Cdiigo%2Cmixx%2Cblogger%2Cwordpress%2Ctypepad%2Cwindows_live%2Cbus_exchange%2Cpropeller%2Cfaves%2Cybuzz%2Cyahoo_bmarks%2Clivejournal%2Clinkedin%2Cmister_wong"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2728704093788724407-7528455528189712394?l=ardent-friendship.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/feeds/7528455528189712394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to-say-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/7528455528189712394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/7528455528189712394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to-say-i-love-you.html' title='How to say &apos;I Love You&quot;'/><author><name>My Passionate Soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11653372485489679337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lDVMA62G48/Txu4ZYOZyFI/AAAAAAAABbk/s0sg66Ep6SI/s220/Mel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SXB6-BbzXOI/AAAAAAAAAbE/sbt47adgR1Y/s72-c/How+to+say+I+LOVE+YOU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728704093788724407.post-7959641940849572298</id><published>2008-12-05T10:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:08:57.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Hug'/><title type='text'>Free HUG</title><content type='html'>Do You Still HUG someone you really care? Most people easily get occupied with their daily routine. Work, Work and more Work that often times we missed to greet one another. Ask someone how are they, or even just a pat at the back to give a simple gesture of appreciation or give a hug to our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Hug is very inspirational video about a person who went out of the street to make a big difference. To hug someone we know can be usual, but to give a hug to a stranger. It is simply touching ones heart especially those who really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE HUG VIDEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: "All the same" by Sick Puppies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147438795&amp;amp;border=6&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xD6A279&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" name="scroll" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="180" align="middle" height="210"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUG someone now, and see how you make up the day of your friend, love ones, colleagues, or even a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://w.sharethis.com/widget/?tabs=web%2Cpost%2Cemail&amp;amp;charset=utf-8&amp;amp;style=default&amp;amp;publisher=63e8c975-ad5a-43c9-b2d3-d9d609435140&amp;amp;headerbg=%23912b2b&amp;amp;inactivebg=%238b6f4b&amp;amp;linkfg=%23994c2e"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:window.location%20=%20'http://www.socialmarker.com/?link='+encodeURIComponent%20(location.href)+'&amp;amp;title='+encodeURIComponent(%20document.title);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.socialmarker.com/bookmark.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialmarker.com"&gt;Social Bookmarking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2728704093788724407-7959641940849572298?l=ardent-friendship.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/feeds/7959641940849572298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2008/12/free-hug.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/7959641940849572298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/7959641940849572298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2008/12/free-hug.html' title='Free HUG'/><author><name>My Passionate Soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11653372485489679337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lDVMA62G48/Txu4ZYOZyFI/AAAAAAAABbk/s0sg66Ep6SI/s220/Mel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728704093788724407.post-8542738169534951925</id><published>2008-11-13T22:55:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:25:36.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>FRUSTRATiNG REALiZATIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSwa5D1mNI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ep9ymKV0cuc/s1600-h/Love+by+Tinkerrrbell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSwa5D1mNI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ep9ymKV0cuc/s200/Love+by+Tinkerrrbell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356099832890366162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love... Love... Love! Always seems complicated and very hard to understand. You felt like your heart skip a beat when you see the one you love. We hear thousands of love stories as well as heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship, you commit yourself to a special person hoping that you can spend the rest of your life together. You try to build a friendship that will bind your love forever.  Yet some never succeed in doing so. There are circumstances in a life of a person longing to love and be love, yet it is hard to find it at the right place, at the right moment and with the right person. Then you come to realize that loving a person is not that easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Frustrating Realization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You find the Perfect Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; in a Wrong Time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You find the Perfect One, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;He's Not in Love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You find the Perfect One, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;you must be loyal to someone else"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got the Perfect Looks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;no one takes you seriously"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You met the Perfect Personality, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;your bound to be Just Friends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got brains, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;got a Frail Heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You find the courage, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;it's too late"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your ready to love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;you don't know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSyLjF5-AI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ebBci9tf72o/s1600-h/Love+by+Vol-au-Vent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSyLjF5-AI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ebBci9tf72o/s200/Love+by+Vol-au-Vent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356101768318679042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are just a few of those situations you get involve yourself when your falling in love with a person. No matter what, the important thing of all is you learned to love, you fail and you become strong. While you have love around you, treasure it, cherish each moment with the person you commit yourself with, you may never know if you will still have another chance when you lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://w.sharethis.com/widget/?tabs=web%2Cpost%2Cemail&amp;amp;charset=utf-8&amp;amp;style=default&amp;amp;publisher=63e8c975-ad5a-43c9-b2d3-d9d609435140&amp;amp;headerbg=%23912b2b&amp;amp;inactivebg=%238b6f4b&amp;amp;linkfg=%23994c2e"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2728704093788724407-8542738169534951925?l=ardent-friendship.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/feeds/8542738169534951925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustrating-realizations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/8542738169534951925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2728704093788724407/posts/default/8542738169534951925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardent-friendship.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustrating-realizations.html' title='FRUSTRATiNG REALiZATIONS'/><author><name>My Passionate Soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11653372485489679337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lDVMA62G48/Txu4ZYOZyFI/AAAAAAAABbk/s0sg66Ep6SI/s220/Mel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FT2BOu6bJog/SlSwa5D1mNI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ep9ymKV0cuc/s72-c/Love+by+Tinkerrrbell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
