<?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-8935214456605153540</id><updated>2012-02-15T13:42:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destined to Reign</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>229</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-9166592964995579143</id><published>2012-02-13T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T11:18:47.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Identity.</title><content type='html'>She was incredibly sharp, wonderfully talented, and some even considered her beautiful. But the most important thing she considered herself was loved. And she was always loved - with an endless, immeasurable, passionate, sacrificial kind of love. A love that was larger than every success and stronger than every failure. A love that saw her through everything she’d faced in her 24 years, that never wavered even when she did. A love that always reminded her of who she was - not just smart or gifted or pretty, for she knew those things came to nothing at the feet of the King, the One whose daughter she was. How privileged she felt to have that standing. At the end of the day, she knew nothing else mattered. She was His, and she was loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-9166592964995579143?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9166592964995579143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=9166592964995579143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/9166592964995579143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/9166592964995579143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/identity.html' title='Grace Identity.'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5049592696119704363</id><published>2012-02-12T13:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T13:48:47.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>What a surprise i got today when i logged in to twitter. Unexpectedly Coach Lewis and Barnabas requested to follow me. its been so long since i saw them in church. We lost contact except on facebook. i immediately texted Ruth! It sounds so bizzare as in how would church leaders know about it, you know. i texted Ruth immediately. In a way, it's a good thing. Leaders are always there for me, not to harm me but to guide me. Coach lewis once told me that i had left a deep impression on him, therefore he will not forget. Its as though those words are engraved in my heart and i got reminded of my Father's love for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 59:21&lt;br /&gt;New International Version (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 21 “As for me, this is my covenant with them,” says the LORD. “My Spirit, who is on you, will not depart from you, and my words that I have put in your mouth will always be on your lips, on the lips of your children and on the lips of their descendants—from this time on and forever,” says the LORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5049592696119704363?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5049592696119704363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5049592696119704363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5049592696119704363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5049592696119704363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5269498242586551958</id><published>2012-02-12T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T13:31:55.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family is forever ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h73hQNWRMNI/TzdOw5B7RtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CfL9t6lfap8/s1600/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h73hQNWRMNI/TzdOw5B7RtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CfL9t6lfap8/s320/family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708117654564980434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5269498242586551958?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5269498242586551958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5269498242586551958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5269498242586551958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5269498242586551958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/family-is-forever.html' title='Family is forever ♥'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h73hQNWRMNI/TzdOw5B7RtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CfL9t6lfap8/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6075946862265157788</id><published>2012-02-10T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T09:25:20.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daddy,always. ♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hm_1Ru3WM2U/TzRx-W2x2BI/AAAAAAAAAkE/_ul8ArZLEAY/s1600/daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hm_1Ru3WM2U/TzRx-W2x2BI/AAAAAAAAAkE/_ul8ArZLEAY/s320/daddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707311943886428178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6075946862265157788?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6075946862265157788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6075946862265157788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6075946862265157788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6075946862265157788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-daddyalways.html' title='My Daddy,always. ♥♥♥'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hm_1Ru3WM2U/TzRx-W2x2BI/AAAAAAAAAkE/_ul8ArZLEAY/s72-c/daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1088908738376549528</id><published>2012-02-09T12:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T09:43:24.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is.</title><content type='html'>I love how Jesus is so personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how the first time He appeared to His disciples after He’d risen from the dead was a reenactment of the first time He met them. It’s so beautiful how PERSONAL Jesus made His presence known to them after His resurrection. I mean, He could’ve appeared to them out of thin air, made a grand entrance. After all, He DID just save the whole world and came out victorious. He defeated everything evil, even death. And He had risen in a glorious body. He could’ve acted like a big shot (He IS the biggest shot in the history of, well, history, and beyond time itself) and been all, “Yes, brethren, it is I.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no. He appeared to them almost the exact same way He’d first called them. Doing a miracle for them. A miracle of provision, that revealed who He was and His heart for them. In a word: GRACE. Undeserved favour. He filled their nets. They recognised Him by that — that love, that grace that they’d seen the first time they met Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could see it the way I’m seeing that wonderful scene right now. How playful and funny Jesus is. I can imagine Him laughing when He saw the déjà vu on the faces of His beloveds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love that. I love how Jesus cares so much about being in our individual lives, the RELATIONSHIP and HISTORY He has with us. I see that so clearly in my life, my personal story. I love how He doesn’t come to me as ALMIGHTY GOD THE CREATOR OF THE HEAVENS AND EARTH (even though that’s what He is). He comes to me as Jesus, my friend. The Man who healed my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take a second to deviate and go into that. My Jesus, He healed my heart. I see so many posts on tumblr and hear my friends talking about how they’ve been hurt in the past and they can’t get over it. Time never healed their hearts like it was supposed to. Their hearts became hard and bitter and sore and unwilling to open to anyone out of fear of being broken again. And hearts like that don’t work properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have a heart just like that if not for my Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been hurt. I’ve been betrayed. I’ve loved .I’ve been rejected. But I can tell you right now that my heart is whole. It’s beating with LIFE and STRENGTH and BEAUTY and GLORY because Jesus took it when it was all broken up and empty and filled it with His love. And I am genuinely happy now. I don’t have to fake a smile because He is my reason to smile. Every day, every moment. He made my heart work properly, the way it was always meant to work. He got rid of the lie that I was unwanted, unloved, unneeded. He told me I was special, significant, called, and best of all, LOVED beyond measure. For and despite everything that I am. Now this heart beats for Him. My Jesus. My Saviour. My best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly tell you I still feel whole. I know my value hasn’t changed. I know I am still worth the SON OF GOD. I know I am loved whole-heartedly by the most important One in the universe, around whom everything that ever was, is or is to come revolves. And no rejection can ever change that.I just want to say that boasting in Jesus’ intense, inextinguishable love for me.It is security. And that is what is keeping me joyful and able to genuinely smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BACK TO JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even just now, when I was talking to Him ,you have no idea how much venting and ranting Jesus has to listen to,  I mean, obviously, or else I wouldn’t have even mentioned any of my tiny problems in the grand scale of things. No. Instead, I felt like I was talking to my Jesus. The Jesus who had been with me through my previous heartbreaks and healed them. The Jesus who had seen me through everything and stuck with me all the way. The Jesus who, not only do I talk to about everything and tell my secrets to, but who also tells me His secrets. The Jesus I’ve had history with. The Jesus who is the closest One in the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when He talks to me, He talks to me as that person too. He reminded me of what we’d been through together. He reminded me of His faithfulness and strength that always carried me through. He reminded me of His grace that is always greater than any mistake or slip-up I can make. He reminded me that He makes all things beautiful in His time. In HIS time. He makes my love story beautiful in His time, and that will require no self-effort on my part. He reminded me that He holds my heart now and He won’t let it break. Not again. Not like that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I looked into the eyes of my Jesus, I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my heart is safe with Him. He takes care of me. He always has. I looked into the eyes of the One who knows me, sees everything, and loves me just the same. I looked into the eyes of the One whom I know too, the God of love, forgiveness, grace, truth and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Him so much. I don’t know what I’d do without Him. He’s really my everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1088908738376549528?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1088908738376549528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1088908738376549528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1088908738376549528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1088908738376549528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/jesus-is.html' title='Jesus is.'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8733013191878931527</id><published>2012-02-07T22:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T12:49:39.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christina Perri - A Thousand Years (Official Lyric Video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OHkvan-NFnM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally love this song! :D&lt;br /&gt;Today before i left the house, i took a moment to look at daddy's picture and gave daddy a smile. :) had business finance test, it was a piece of cake. i did tutorial presentation for International Business. Before me, Henry presented for a long 30 minutes and people started yawning.. Zzz... (*_*) (Please use your own imgination). To cut the whole story short, i presented with less than ONE MINUTE.THE SHORTEST PRESENTATION EVER. The answers are on slide 18-11 and i will send out by email to all of you including Dr Teo by tonight. The class immediately burst out laughing and henry was infuritated,obviously.The whole class applauded loudly before and after i ended my presentation. There goes my ego~ (^_*). And know what, the next person who presented followed by saying answers on Slide 18-14haha. it saves a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Business test.The format consists of 3 essays and 15 MCQs to be completed in an hour's time.Lord, multiply my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8733013191878931527?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8733013191878931527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8733013191878931527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8733013191878931527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8733013191878931527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/christina-perri-thousand-years-official.html' title='Christina Perri - A Thousand Years (Official Lyric Video)'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OHkvan-NFnM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2407541646811417521</id><published>2012-02-07T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T18:56:34.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYtdhuhM3yY/TzEDTybiSSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7PsqZt5Shxs/s1600/jesuslove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYtdhuhM3yY/TzEDTybiSSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7PsqZt5Shxs/s320/jesuslove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706345841344792866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 13:1 just made me cry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2407541646811417521?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2407541646811417521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2407541646811417521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2407541646811417521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2407541646811417521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/john-131-just-made-me-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYtdhuhM3yY/TzEDTybiSSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7PsqZt5Shxs/s72-c/jesuslove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8561205336863639853</id><published>2012-02-06T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T17:51:15.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKL27j-L13A/Ty-ie_hq0vI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Y2oICZnW17Q/s1600/worrying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKL27j-L13A/Ty-ie_hq0vI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Y2oICZnW17Q/s320/worrying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705957906234135282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who of you by worrying can add a single minute to his life” (Matthew 6:27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn’t want you to live worried and anxious about anything. He knows that worry is counterproductive. It steals your peace and joy and affects every area of your life, even your sleep! Have you heard the saying, “Don’t worry yourself sick?” Yes, worrying will actually make you physically ill. You won’t ever gain anything by worrying, in fact it causes you to lose precious moments that you can never live again. The good news is, God has promised to bring you victory over worry. When you make the choice to put an end to worry, God will give you His peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide today to put an end to worry in your life. Don’t feed worry by focusing on bad news all the time. Sure, we should be informed, but we should be most informed of the truth of the Word of God. Choose today to feed your faith and fill your heart and mind with God’s promises. Declare everyday, “My God shall supply all my needs. He makes a way out of no way. He is a Restorer and Redeemer.” As you focus on God’s Word, you’ll drive out worry and fill your heart with faith and expectancy. You’ll be filled with hope and joy and move forward into the blessings God has in store for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8561205336863639853?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8561205336863639853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8561205336863639853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8561205336863639853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8561205336863639853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-of-you-by-worrying-can-add-single.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKL27j-L13A/Ty-ie_hq0vI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Y2oICZnW17Q/s72-c/worrying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3155927431264265447</id><published>2012-02-06T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T17:47:09.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lJ4oNYPRrI/Ty-hhXltDyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jqY3yl0n2t8/s1600/god%2Bsays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 34px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lJ4oNYPRrI/Ty-hhXltDyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jqY3yl0n2t8/s320/god%2Bsays.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705956847541620514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says I am His child. God says I am valuable and loved. God says I am created for a purpose. God says I am more than a conqueror. Yes Father, I am who You say I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3155927431264265447?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3155927431264265447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3155927431264265447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3155927431264265447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3155927431264265447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/god-says-i-am-his-child.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lJ4oNYPRrI/Ty-hhXltDyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jqY3yl0n2t8/s72-c/god%2Bsays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3632176957381480341</id><published>2012-02-05T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T19:55:25.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i blogged about my younger brother/sister, i am referring to my nephew/niece. today coincidentally we did online shopping from the same website. The seller wanted to meet up with my niece which wasnt a good idea(my dear girl is only 12!). i had to tell her not to meet up with that person and the goods to be deliver to my house. i just dont feel right about this whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3632176957381480341?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3632176957381480341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3632176957381480341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3632176957381480341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3632176957381480341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/when-i-blogged-about-my-younger.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5814652635734225335</id><published>2012-02-05T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T18:42:12.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FJgJuPZNOeI/Ty5c6TVPiBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/aB4VEqepa68/s1600/jesuseverything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 40px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FJgJuPZNOeI/Ty5c6TVPiBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/aB4VEqepa68/s320/jesuseverything.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705599934616537106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ = everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Provider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Defender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My refuge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reason to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sustainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5814652635734225335?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5814652635734225335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5814652635734225335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5814652635734225335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5814652635734225335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/and-jesus-christ-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FJgJuPZNOeI/Ty5c6TVPiBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/aB4VEqepa68/s72-c/jesuseverything.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-7409221213422637904</id><published>2012-02-03T09:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:23:49.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnG0M-5mVPQ/Tys29Wfi4FI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qkU28ha29JM/s1600/brekkie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnG0M-5mVPQ/Tys29Wfi4FI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qkU28ha29JM/s320/brekkie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704713780632674386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast, bed, bible, blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-7409221213422637904?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7409221213422637904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=7409221213422637904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7409221213422637904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7409221213422637904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/breakfast-bed-bible-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnG0M-5mVPQ/Tys29Wfi4FI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qkU28ha29JM/s72-c/brekkie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8673312827530586334</id><published>2012-02-01T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:52:27.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt left out during Business Statistic. All of us had to bring along scientific calculator and i dont have(not exactly,mine was financial consultant calculator). My lecturer convinced me to get a new one instead but i dont see a need. To cut the whole story short, i texted my friends and nobody could help me(who will use a scientific calculator?!). When i least expected was most of my classmates volunteered to lend me their spare calulator and even had a contingency plan. i was so touched. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming tests&lt;br /&gt;7 Feb - Business Finance mid-sem test&lt;br /&gt;14 Feb - International Business test&lt;br /&gt;17 Feb - Business Statistic mid-sem test&lt;br /&gt;21 Feb - International Business Reflective journal submission&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8673312827530586334?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8673312827530586334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8673312827530586334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8673312827530586334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8673312827530586334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-felt-left-out-during-business.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3853252886729699565</id><published>2012-01-27T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:39:15.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings are Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oitXYE4BST8/TyIOSaYSCMI/AAAAAAAAAik/Hli6f-FjGr4/s1600/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oitXYE4BST8/TyIOSaYSCMI/AAAAAAAAAik/Hli6f-FjGr4/s320/sunrise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702135787686070466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornings are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the privilege of seeing the sun lift the blanket of darkness from the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way the shadows move across the earth to reveal different shades of monotone on the landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being able to sit back and reflect, to present the day before God and to seek Him for direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love breakfast, the milo, the toast, and the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching the world rush by, while I smile to myself, and let the joy of the Lord reverberate within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to take my time at breathing, to know that every breath is a breath from God and is to be savoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to study for the glory of God because although it tires me out, I think of how it is such a privilege, that many other people want to have an education but can’t afford to because of various circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the trees that stand in such stark contrast to our lives, the trees that seem so contented to just be there, to grow, and to provide beauty and shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the mornings because my mind is fresh and my thoughts are clear, uncluttered by the day’s work and worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornings are beautiful because I learn to love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3853252886729699565?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3853252886729699565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3853252886729699565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3853252886729699565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3853252886729699565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/mornings-are-beautiful.html' title='Mornings are Beautiful'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oitXYE4BST8/TyIOSaYSCMI/AAAAAAAAAik/Hli6f-FjGr4/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2921629076023464759</id><published>2012-01-23T10:24:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T11:34:45.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinatown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-eZ8j3IJlA/TxzFrvslk6I/AAAAAAAAAiY/p-mkR2_tLuc/s1600/chinatown1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-eZ8j3IJlA/TxzFrvslk6I/AAAAAAAAAiY/p-mkR2_tLuc/s320/chinatown1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648583672730530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ur1xj8MhmkM/TxzFkHblrnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/aXTR2JUSBEg/s1600/chinatown2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ur1xj8MhmkM/TxzFkHblrnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/aXTR2JUSBEg/s320/chinatown2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648452604931698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOwkllhorGU/TxzFfF9EiEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/PWAtJ0C7FoM/s1600/chinatown3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOwkllhorGU/TxzFfF9EiEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/PWAtJ0C7FoM/s320/chinatown3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648366309148738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCy9t_LndZU/TxzFbQbjaYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/E7oa0rmowrI/s1600/chinatown4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCy9t_LndZU/TxzFbQbjaYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/E7oa0rmowrI/s320/chinatown4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648300401879426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8Kz5rnzWw0/TxzFYJWWTCI/AAAAAAAAAho/kpv6WPTdJ6A/s1600/chinatown5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8Kz5rnzWw0/TxzFYJWWTCI/AAAAAAAAAho/kpv6WPTdJ6A/s320/chinatown5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648246961392674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpUzG31YGEc/TxzFUC5uE8I/AAAAAAAAAhc/srLW1dFw9nY/s1600/chinatown6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpUzG31YGEc/TxzFUC5uE8I/AAAAAAAAAhc/srLW1dFw9nY/s320/chinatown6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648176511226818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1rbctuniCU/TxzFQQYWRcI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TSc4VtO1DKg/s1600/chinatown7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1rbctuniCU/TxzFQQYWRcI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TSc4VtO1DKg/s320/chinatown7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648111409874370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SSpF5jYQv9s/TxzFLsAEdcI/AAAAAAAAAhE/6KURWhA4Rlg/s1600/chinatown8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SSpF5jYQv9s/TxzFLsAEdcI/AAAAAAAAAhE/6KURWhA4Rlg/s320/chinatown8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700648032924890562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBTXhd9FwCs/TxzFHaCsLYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/iy_l2Vpn6Mw/s1600/chinatown9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBTXhd9FwCs/TxzFHaCsLYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/iy_l2Vpn6Mw/s320/chinatown9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700647959384567170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krgtrV7CNrg/TxzFDI7d1LI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EzjxaFEIltI/s1600/chinatown10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krgtrV7CNrg/TxzFDI7d1LI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EzjxaFEIltI/s320/chinatown10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700647886071387314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! 新年快樂&lt;/strong&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year shall be prosperous because Daddy God said so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2921629076023464759?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2921629076023464759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2921629076023464759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2921629076023464759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2921629076023464759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/cheena-town.html' title='Chinatown!'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-eZ8j3IJlA/TxzFrvslk6I/AAAAAAAAAiY/p-mkR2_tLuc/s72-c/chinatown1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1516334997780965620</id><published>2012-01-22T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T22:16:46.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfG0sgIul60/TxwZEBVA9II/AAAAAAAAAgg/xGSzOMcoyrw/s1600/reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfG0sgIul60/TxwZEBVA9II/AAAAAAAAAgg/xGSzOMcoyrw/s320/reunion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700458785210954882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is only the beginning of reunion dinner. :) 6 more reunions with extended family, relatives, friends and more friends :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read my friend's blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for friends like Grace and Pris. Thanks for being there and stood by me when I needed someone the most. Many people after seeing the condition that I have will leave. Some would take advantage of me. Thanks for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace thank you. I don't know how much I matter. I don't know how precious I am. I'm undeserving to have friends. I am ashame of myself. Thank God that you never judge me like how others did. It was till yesterday while we are fellowshipping then I realise what a great treasure I have. I was so self-consuming. I didn;t even know that you are so upset. I'm sorry if I haven't been there. I thank God for you. Thank God for this friendship that we have. Friends maybe environmental but friends are friends forever if the Lord is the Lord of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew till today. this is grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1516334997780965620?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1516334997780965620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1516334997780965620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1516334997780965620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1516334997780965620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-just-part-1-reunion-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfG0sgIul60/TxwZEBVA9II/AAAAAAAAAgg/xGSzOMcoyrw/s72-c/reunion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6813460141775142278</id><published>2012-01-22T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:08:31.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9OqOHxwRy04?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is always a time for reunion. Whatever differences we may have as a family, there's always a way to overcome them. So let's come together as one family during reunion dinner. After all, family is forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6813460141775142278?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6813460141775142278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6813460141775142278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6813460141775142278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6813460141775142278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/bernas-chinese-new-year-commercial.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9OqOHxwRy04/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5495361471300601741</id><published>2012-01-21T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:07:27.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double - Rainbow!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keYFuJPV_TY/TxrUpxC4FEI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JgX4uhHU3us/s1600/rainbowwwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keYFuJPV_TY/TxrUpxC4FEI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JgX4uhHU3us/s320/rainbowwwww.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700102092395910210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'There is no rainbow without rain.&lt;br /&gt;There is no rainbow without sun.' - Stonepeace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the rainbow today.Dont worry Singaporeans. God says he wouldn't flood the earth again, His hands  is upon Singapore. :)&lt;br /&gt;And yes, PUB you must be happy to see the rainbows, at least you know that the most you will get is a pond and not a flood that rises to the mountains! At most you lose your job, not your lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5495361471300601741?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5495361471300601741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5495361471300601741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5495361471300601741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5495361471300601741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/there-is-no-rainbow-without-rain.html' title='Double - Rainbow!!'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keYFuJPV_TY/TxrUpxC4FEI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JgX4uhHU3us/s72-c/rainbowwwww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-4566231076518183340</id><published>2012-01-20T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:33:55.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEE-AH</title><content type='html'>Today, God healed my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did more than that, though. I don't know how exactly to explain it, but I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared anymore. I use to be so afraid of making decisions because I always felt like I'd make the wrong ones. And I was terrified of how that would affect the rest of my life (or at least the week ahead). But I'm not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that God has deposited in me the ability to deal with everything that's coming my way (and IN my way now). He'll never let me go through anything that He knows I cannot handle. He'll never let me face anything that calls for more than He has given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm... different now. I don't know how to explain it. Something's changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm can explode in my face: the wind can howl deafeningly at me, the boisterous waves can break against the side of the boat I'm in, the rain can beat relentlessly against my face... but all that doesn't seem to be able to get inside of me anymore. The storm can't chill my heart like it used to. It can't paralyze me with fear any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was doing for the longest time was huddling in a corner of the boat with my arms around my head, shielding my senses as far as possible from everything around me, trying desperately (and alas, failing) to block out the thoughts of despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more of that now. His voice that speaks "SHALOM" to my heart is louder than the wind, commands more respect than the waves, is far more arresting than the rain (so that I, in fact, forget about all of that)... warms me from the inside out. And I feel like... hmm, do you remember those spy movies that we used to watch when we were younger? Where the hero would get distracted by this thing that he thinks is real but is actually a hologram? And he only realises this when he tries to hit it and his hand goes RIGHT THROUGH it lol, then he realises, Oh shit, I've been wasting my time! Hahaha well right now, I feel like the storm around me is a hologram. Or at least, it can hurt me as much as a hologram can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel this... unearthly calm. It's not normal. It's like, everything's caving in around me, but I feel calm, instead of threatened. I feel safe, despite all the distractions around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's it. That's all they are, really. Distractions. It's like I can see through them now. I mean, just think about it rationally. If they're so big and scary, then what they're trying to distract me from must be of great importance and value, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get distracted, you get detracted. That's what's been happening to me as of late, I think. I've been allowing myself to be distracted by things that actually don't matter. I've been allowing myself to forget who I am, who I belonged to and who my heart really beats for. So I fell into this whirlpool of confusion, instability and fear that I couldn't get myself out of. I couldn't escape. Not on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Daddy God came and pulled me out of it. I cried out to Him, you see. And He heard me. He always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something amazing about Him? He never gives up on me and He never turns His back on me. Not once. Not even when I turn my back on Him, not even when I forget all that He has done for me and take Him completely for granted, not even when I fail Him over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember someone shared this beautiful story: There was this kid, right, who was one of the people who helped Thomas Edison around his lab and stuff. Or something like that. So the day comes that Mr Edison asks this boy to take the very first light bulb ever completed up the stairs and hand it to some big shot to have look at it, so that he might say, "Wow, yes, this is simply marvelous!" and um, I don't know, maybe decide to make it a household item or something. Well. This kid has a pretty important job, doesn't he? Plus, it's an honour to hold and carry the world's very first light bulb. But guess what the genius does. He drops it, and it smashes on the ground. The boy's terrified of what'll happened to him, obviously, but he knows he has to admit to it. So he does. But you know, instead of receiving an ear-full and being kicked out of the lab like forever, Mr Edison smiles at the boy, goes back into his lab and makes a new light bulb. Then he comes out, gives the light bulb to the boy again, and tells him to do the task that he was initially given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's like that. I've dropped the light bulb countless times, and He just makes a new one to give to me, to do the task that I was initially given. My calling is irrevocable, you see. That's why He'll never give up on me. He loves me. I'm into my 100000000th chance already. I still break the light bulb, you know. Often. And He still gives me a new one. As many times as I fail is as many times as He gives me another chance. He never kicks me out and says, "Why did I even choose you in the first place? You're useless! You can't get it right! I shall find a competent person this time to fulfill my plan." He never says that. NEVER. Isn't that crazy? It's grace, that's what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His grace restores my soul. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to fail anymore. Cause when I do, I fall into His grace and I get reaffirmed of His unfailing love for me. And it directs me back into His arms, back to Him, the only one whom I can fully rely on forever. My mistakes never mean it's the end. It's never "over". I used to say that a lot -- "OHH, IT'S OVER, MAN." Well, it's not. It's never over till it's good. And you know what? Making a choice and going ahead is better than not even daring to make any decision and wallowing in constant fear of what might happen. It's better than not taking a step forward at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike's tag-line? Just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I fall, God catches me, puts me on my feet again, cheers me on and says, "I still believe in you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why He believes in me? Because He believes in Himself, DUH, lol. He knows that He is the power working behind me, He's the one protecting me, and He's the one who's going to make sure I fulfill my calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I need not fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-4566231076518183340?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4566231076518183340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=4566231076518183340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4566231076518183340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4566231076518183340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-god-healed-my-heart.html' title='FEE-AH'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-140984366891564542</id><published>2012-01-16T22:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:47:30.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had received many wedding invitations this year. its creepy to know that one by one my peers are getting married and i'm like left alone on the shelve? Believe it or not i am one of them. The best friend and i are married to each other. Personally i dont believe in fate. Though he had not given up on me, my heart had turn cold. The hurt that left me ONLY Daddy God can restored it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-140984366891564542?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/140984366891564542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=140984366891564542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/140984366891564542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/140984366891564542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-had-received-many-wedding-invitations.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6048716617629156933</id><published>2012-01-15T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:25:49.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are</title><content type='html'>Hey God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who don't believe You exist (I have nothing against them; I love them). And sometimes I wonder why I believe in You too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just something inside of me that can't help but believe. Can't help but receive and be awed by Your love. Can't help but love You back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, can't help but come alive every time I hear the Gospel. Honestly, I don't know why, but I NEVER get sick of hearing the Gospel. I never get sick of hearing about what You did for me and Your amazing grace that saved me. There's just... I don't know, it's like my spirit just bears witness with it. It's like I see myself in the Bible, in Your love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love story is my favourite story in the history of the world. :) No other story makes me laugh and cry as hard as I do when I hear it. It's beautiful. And it can be told in so many ways. There are so many different angles to look at it. It's incredible. My favourite one of all is the Parable of the Prodigal Son. Yep, I see You smiling now too. :) I love that story. My favourite side of You is the Daddy side. Hahaha. Then there's the Prince Charming side, which I love too. And the ultimate Sacrificial Saviour side -- the Lamb to the slaughter. Beauuutiful. And the High Priest side. In all these different ways to look at what You did for me, two things are constant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Your insane love for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Your grace that saved me when I was totally undeserving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanks for putting me in New Creation Church. I am well taught there. Pastor Prince preaches the real You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ARE love. You gave up everything to save me, to pull me out from the clutches of sin and death so that they don't have any control over me anymore. You pulled me out from under the law (the strength of sin IS the law, so since I am no more under law, sin has no more dominion over me, meaning I AM NOT ENCOURAGING SINNING HERE K in case you are misunderstanding) and put me under grace (!!!) so that there is never any condemnation for anything I've done or will do and that I can always expect to receive blessings. THAT is the real You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the Father that never deserts or rejects His children even when they decide to leave You. That means so much to me, You know? Cause I know that even when I decide to take my own path, ignore You, leave church or whatever, You're still with me. You'll let me choose my own way because You give me free choice. That in itself is amazing because there are so many times that I've said, "I GIVE YOU MY LIFE" and the next minute, I live for myself without a thought for You and You never condemn me for that or force me to live the life that You want me to live (even though You know that's best and You know that if I knew that (which I do, but don't really think of in the spur of the moment), then I'd make wiser decisions). You just let me go my own way but You're still looking out for me, and the MOMENT I realise, Shit, I can't do this on my own, I made a mistake, I wanna go home... YOU RUN TOWARDS ME, HUG ME, KISS ME, AND WHISPER IN MY EAR, "I STILL LOVE YOU." All I have to do is make the decision to go home, back to You. That's all. :) You're amazing. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's one of the main reasons I believe. That's one of the main reasons I CAN'T HELP but believe. Because I have a living relationship with You. I KNOW YOU. YOU KNOW ME. We know each other. I know You know me better than anyone else in the world, and despite that, You accept me. You talk to me every day. You remind me that You love me. To me, You're not just a god on many sheets of thin paper that make up this book they call The Bible, You're not just some supernatural being up there some where in the sky looking down on tiny humanity, You're not just a concept of "god" that's stuck in the confinements of church. You're a real person I have a relationship with. You're my Dad. You're my best friend. And I'm Your sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can try to convince me that You're not real, that I'm stupid to believe in an imaginary friend. They can try to disprove the Bible, Your Word. And honestly, sometimes I don't know how to answer them. I can't argue with them cause their arguments seem logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care. I may not have all the answers or the ability to go into lengthy debate with them about Your existance, but I just know that You're real. Lol nothing they say can change that. Because I KNOW YOU. I've experienced You. I experience You every day. Sometimes all I can say to them is, "You're a bit late in telling me that God doesn't exist, because He's already proven to me that He does." Which is really all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my hope&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength&lt;br /&gt;You are the light in my darkness&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I don't have to fake a smile every morning&lt;br /&gt;Because YOU ARE my reason to smile.&lt;br /&gt;I love You. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6048716617629156933?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6048716617629156933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6048716617629156933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6048716617629156933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6048716617629156933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-are.html' title='You Are'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8798668851519933445</id><published>2012-01-14T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T11:03:34.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Principles of Marketing - A&lt;br /&gt;Business Accounting 2 - A&lt;br /&gt;Managing Business System - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THAT, my friends, is UNDESERVED FAVOUR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Caihong said, "Walao Grace you how grace?" HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain. I know everyone was expecting me to get an A1 for Accounting anyway, but I wasn't too sure that I'd get it because the justification that I wrote was far from the best I've ever written. But grace prevailed, as it prevailed for the rest of the subjects. My Managing Business System &amp; Mktg grade is the most amazing. Some of you will remember me posting on FB that I totally screwed up. I really did. 100 marks, 40% of the whole Mbs grade.100marks,70%of the whole mktg grade. I didn't answer the question in my essay at all. I thought I went completely off point and wasted a whole three pages of writing. I came home, cried my eyeballs out because I knew that naturally I could never get an A/B already. It was impossible. Then God told me, "Because there is no possible way in the natural that you'll get an A, by My grace, you will get an A." And I heard the 'A' SO CLEARLY man. Suddenly, boldness just surged through me.Hah but then, typical of myself, after that, I got fearful again and all the 'what if's filled my mind. I told Daddy, "Okay,PLEASE KEEP YOUR WORD." And well, He did. :D HE GAVE ME THE A. When I look at the beautiful A next to the words "PRINCIPLES OF MARKETING", I just feel chills running through my body. So supernatural. No one will understand that as much as I do because I KNOW how much I screwed up the paper. God is so faithful, even when my faith wavers. I got B's for Managing Business System obviously by grace too because I have never scored so well before in either subject. That showed CLEARLY that I didn't have the basic concepts at my fingertips which was really scary. But Daddy made the papers easy and gave me my A. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, it's GRACE all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8798668851519933445?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8798668851519933445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8798668851519933445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8798668851519933445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8798668851519933445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/principles-of-marketing-business.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1698232649647362870</id><published>2012-01-13T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:41:28.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvGff70SIb4/Tw_D83cHuhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/BG7oIDRvCKM/s1600/graceeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvGff70SIb4/Tw_D83cHuhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/BG7oIDRvCKM/s320/graceeee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696987504088431122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey materialistic girl, time to meet up soon! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1698232649647362870?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1698232649647362870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1698232649647362870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1698232649647362870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1698232649647362870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/hey-materialistic-girl-time-to-meet-up.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvGff70SIb4/Tw_D83cHuhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/BG7oIDRvCKM/s72-c/graceeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2615766763816918601</id><published>2012-01-13T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:17:03.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry!</title><content type='html'>Things have been really crazy lately, what with all the projects and tests.But for now, I'm just focusing on completing all my projects and preparing for my tests. Which are all due in a month's time, mind you. These are the verses that are getting me through it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:6-7&lt;br /&gt;6 Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; 7 and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33-34&lt;br /&gt;33 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these (good) things shall be added to you. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know what tomorrow holds, but I know who holds my tomorrow. &lt;3 And I know He supplies more than enough grace for my every situation. "Take things one day at a time," He tells me, "My supply of grace is always flowing; a supply that super-exceeds its demand for every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee~ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2615766763816918601?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2615766763816918601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2615766763816918601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2615766763816918601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2615766763816918601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-worry.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry!'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1325902957681730109</id><published>2012-01-11T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:57:46.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Racheal Chew, thank you for being my companion when i am sick. Haha. Both of us happen to sick at the same time. Apart from sleeping our time away, we either SMS or call. At least that make us feel better right?? Being sick alone is such a terrible feelinggg. But Racheal is much better than me! i cant talk at all. i can only listen to her.:( the moment i talk, cough starts. the moment i woke up cough starts. i wanna take out my lungs put inside the washing machine to wash, hang it to dry and put back into my body. Its tiring to cough. :( Cough until i want to cry. It hurts. Super strong antibotics is not good for my body. :( Time to sleep again..Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;i care for you racheal chew. Please take your meals regularly and take your medicine on time okayy. Dont play play with your gastric. It hurts like hell.Health comes first. Your boss dont deserve to have such a good staff like you. Chillaxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1325902957681730109?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1325902957681730109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1325902957681730109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1325902957681730109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1325902957681730109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/racheal-chew-thank-you-for-being-my.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8010514895596842421</id><published>2012-01-10T17:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:37:30.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we were watching LIVE show during International Business lesson. After all, Ms Hoa had warned us before hand to cooperate in groups. However there is this one particular person named Henry who did not. His consequences was none of the group wants him. All of us had to suffer!!! In the end, Dr Teo called out all the group leaders to DRAW LOTS. Lucky my group never got it instead it went to the someone else group. Phew. Right now in Year 2, we seen the true colors of one another. Thankfully there were no changes to my group. What a huge relief! It actually took us 40 mins to settle this grouping cause of Henry!!! Irritating. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah went to school in the end. The moment they saw me, it went omg grace~ why your face so pale? I've to explain that i was in pain, and still coughing with blood coming out and having a bad headache. Thru out the entire IB, i was trying hard to pay attention and absorb what was taught. But it just didnt work at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after school, i went to have my X-Ray done. Turned out its lung infection. Despite me telling the doctor my fever had gone, he just find it unbelieveable. i took holy communion. Faith keeps me going. Right now all i have to do is rest and let God do the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8010514895596842421?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8010514895596842421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8010514895596842421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8010514895596842421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8010514895596842421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-we-were-watching-live-show-during.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-910963319703015078</id><published>2012-01-09T18:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:21:49.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The excruciating pain that every breath i take hurts in the bones. Initally they thought it was the heart since the pain was at the left side of my body. Did a test and not just bones, but the ribs and the shoulder. Honestly, i had no idea what exactly is happening. It came as a shocking news to me. The moment i saw blood in my phelgm i knew something's not right. My mom insists of sending me to the hospital which obviously i wouldnt want to.having going thru x-ray, wasting of time waiting to run tests and getting myself admitted. i cant tolerate pain at all. Looking at the situation now, i could only hope i recover faster. i can never imagine myself having a lung infection. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great that i dont have to go school tmr as much as i want to, since i could not understand what IB is all about till now. Rather health is more important above anything else. The feeling sucks, its a torture to be sick. i cant even walk properly. my mom's heart breaks when she says how she wish she could do smth to ease away my pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-910963319703015078?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/910963319703015078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=910963319703015078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/910963319703015078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/910963319703015078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/excruciating-pain-that-every-breath-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2175681948341208256</id><published>2012-01-08T15:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:22:51.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's do a recall back on 2011 - A Year of Unmerited Favour.&lt;br /&gt;i had lots of favour with people around me, be it in school or work.&lt;br /&gt;the first time i scored distinction for Macroeconomics. Perhaps to many, it was just peanuts. However, it was a big thing for me especially when i had to rush all the way to ttsh/renci every single day to visit daddy.Spending a lot of time with daddy with no regrets. Eventually my grades went downhill. a year that i treasure my loved ones more than anyone else. a year where my daddy left me. a year that was full of tears. a year that jeannie was the person that held close to my heart. a year whom my true friends were. a year i needed hugs. a year i needed love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was a painful year for me. A chapter closes for a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;i hope 2012 will be good to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2175681948341208256?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2175681948341208256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2175681948341208256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2175681948341208256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2175681948341208256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/lets-do-recall-back-on-2011-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3238263816994719601</id><published>2012-01-08T13:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:51:07.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rs7rGmqolws/TwkvZgzo-7I/AAAAAAAAAfE/4yyebui2lUA/s1600/pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rs7rGmqolws/TwkvZgzo-7I/AAAAAAAAAfE/4yyebui2lUA/s320/pooh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695135319136467890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3238263816994719601?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3238263816994719601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3238263816994719601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3238263816994719601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3238263816994719601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rs7rGmqolws/TwkvZgzo-7I/AAAAAAAAAfE/4yyebui2lUA/s72-c/pooh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3427056560236750785</id><published>2012-01-07T10:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:08:39.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spending the entire weekend on studyyingg :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling sucks when i am down with fever + sore throat + cough + flu + no voice. All in one comes like a tsunami. Ever since daddy not around anymore,i've learnt to be more independent. My mom is always busy working or doing her stuff. how i wish daddy were still around to take care of me when i am sick.:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3427056560236750785?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3427056560236750785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3427056560236750785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3427056560236750785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3427056560236750785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/spending-entire-weekend-on-studyyingg.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-4306064471310233388</id><published>2012-01-05T21:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T10:54:19.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpTFdGPBOR8/TwWnVD8TLuI/AAAAAAAAAes/sz6vyZ5b_oE/s1600/elephantss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpTFdGPBOR8/TwWnVD8TLuI/AAAAAAAAAes/sz6vyZ5b_oE/s320/elephantss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694141284157173474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephant Parade all over town. Please support the elephantssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My three prayer requests for Year 2011 came true. It was a testimony and many people who walked in and out of my life and that includes my classmates can attest to that. It was beyond they could ever comprehend! Such words actually came out from their mouth! Its amazing! If you wanna know, ask me in person. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-4306064471310233388?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4306064471310233388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=4306064471310233388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4306064471310233388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4306064471310233388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/elephant-parade-all-over-town.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpTFdGPBOR8/TwWnVD8TLuI/AAAAAAAAAes/sz6vyZ5b_oE/s72-c/elephantss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-540894972231142946</id><published>2012-01-03T18:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:17:13.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today new semester. Dr Teo asked us whats our new year resolution. i said excel in studies. Yeah cant think of anything early morning. my brain dont really work in the early morning yawning non-stop.If i happen to walk pass you and i missed you, i am sorry. IB was tough. i dunno what globalisation, but glad theres no exam. There were some conflicts in the groups switching. My group remains and i am the member this sem. dont wish to clear shit anymore especially when there's a individual journal.Anyway,i love business finance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we embarked our journey towards the end of Year 2, times flies too fast in just a glance, we be graduating next year august. As my classmates were talking about whether will i be attending the graduation ceremony, my answer was a immediate NO. My daddy wont be there for me anymore. It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back. my mom told me my relatives just died in a tragic accident. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-540894972231142946?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/540894972231142946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=540894972231142946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/540894972231142946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/540894972231142946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-new-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-364711603466427956</id><published>2012-01-02T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:32:54.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012!</title><content type='html'>‎2012 - A year of Unceasing Fruitfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 17:7-8 (NKJV):&lt;br /&gt;7 “Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, &lt;br /&gt;And whose hope is the LORD. &lt;br /&gt;... 8 For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters, &lt;br /&gt;Which spreads out its roots by the river, &lt;br /&gt;And will not fear when heat comes; &lt;br /&gt;But its leaf will be green, &lt;br /&gt;And will not be anxious in the year of drought, &lt;br /&gt;Nor will cease from yielding fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 22:2 (NKJV):&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of its street, and on either side of the river, was the tree of life, which bore twelve fruits, each tree yielding its fruit every month. The leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-364711603466427956?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/364711603466427956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=364711603466427956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/364711603466427956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/364711603466427956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012!'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1224528141192375077</id><published>2011-12-31T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:35:16.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep4HRBlK3i0/Tv8rp88MyYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/FOreGN_RiPA/s1600/newyearr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep4HRBlK3i0/Tv8rp88MyYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/FOreGN_RiPA/s320/newyearr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692316453752850818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1224528141192375077?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1224528141192375077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1224528141192375077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1224528141192375077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1224528141192375077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep4HRBlK3i0/Tv8rp88MyYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/FOreGN_RiPA/s72-c/newyearr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6690044619311028656</id><published>2011-12-31T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:14:20.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa4hb3_crEo/Tv8J5_X4gWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/WRitaLzyVSA/s1600/vic%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa4hb3_crEo/Tv8J5_X4gWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/WRitaLzyVSA/s320/vic%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692279345888395618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to vic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was mad happy bragging about getting into CHIJ Katong though her PSLE wasn't that fantastic. You know, the same blood that flows in us - it's not bad already! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are waiting for her brother O levels results. If its good, he will get a huge present from me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6690044619311028656?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6690044619311028656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6690044619311028656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6690044619311028656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6690044619311028656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/say-hello-to-vic-she-was-mad-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa4hb3_crEo/Tv8J5_X4gWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/WRitaLzyVSA/s72-c/vic%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6913246720417373529</id><published>2011-12-27T12:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:20:02.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatched!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpaMlzsrHlY/TvlHaZz7bCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/buoMAJlqlWQ/s1600/hatched1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbtgZYEq--o/TvlHHp0ePOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cGFAniwjtLM/s320/hatched4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690657800969927906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYbtosqZWfI/TvlG-KCr7mI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mq_brIoRsik/s1600/hatched5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYbtosqZWfI/TvlG-KCr7mI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mq_brIoRsik/s320/hatched5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690657637820788322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQFuzDN5HBU/TvlG3Q1WHgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/tP8ffPlwEIM/s1600/hatched6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQFuzDN5HBU/TvlG3Q1WHgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/tP8ffPlwEIM/s320/hatched6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690657519384796674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4E76ULwsx6c/TvlGwfmvGbI/AAAAAAAAAdA/TQY48fuaNnM/s1600/hatched7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4E76ULwsx6c/TvlGwfmvGbI/AAAAAAAAAdA/TQY48fuaNnM/s320/hatched7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690657403090966962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6913246720417373529?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6913246720417373529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6913246720417373529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6913246720417373529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6913246720417373529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/hatched.html' title='Hatched!'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpaMlzsrHlY/TvlHaZz7bCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/buoMAJlqlWQ/s72-c/hatched1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1930620978493138018</id><published>2011-12-17T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:53:57.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I tweeted: Dream big things in God; expect great things from God; take huge risks with God; live each moment for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response was overwhelming, and I realized yet again that deep down we all want to place our faith in a God who is BIG, WILLING, and ABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good news is that Jesus Christ is just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should not insult God with small dreams, plans, goals, and objectives. God is omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent (which basically means he is REALLY REALLY BIG  He wants to do great things in and through us; we are His people. Dare to dream things you have never dreamt, pray for things you have never prayed for, and imagine a future full of hope, promise, and abundant life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we have all faced our fair share of disappointments and the result of we have often lowered our expectations of God. We tend to not get our hopes up in case they are once again shattered. I want to encourage you this Christmas season to once again increase your level of expectation from God. God is good and He does good. His plans are for good and not for evil to give you a future and a hope. People may have let you down, circumstances may have not worked out as you had hoped, but He who promised is always faithful. GOD IS ABLE TO DO EXCEEDINGLY ABUNDANTLY ABOVE ALL WE CAN EVER ASK, HOPE OR THINK ACCORDING TO THE POWER THAT WORKS IN US. Is the power of expectation working in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety is our natural default mechanism. So often we fear stepping out of the boat into the unknown. We crave predictability, security, comfort, and convenience. Yet God has called us to a faith adventure. The fun is not in the boat, but when we step out of the boat. As we keep our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, we will travel along paths we did not know existed and accomplish things we never imagined. Therein lies the abundant life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underlying premise of dreaming big dreams, increasing our level of expectation, and taking huge risks is that we earnestly desire to spend every moment with God. Our heart should long for the reality of the presence of God to be with us, in us, and around us every second of every day. As you spend time in the presence of God, dreams, expectations, and risks are the natural outflow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week make a decision to jump wholeheartedly into the arms of a loving savior who will take you on the faith adventure of your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1930620978493138018?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1930620978493138018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1930620978493138018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1930620978493138018'/><link rel='self' 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Unspeakable joy!&lt;br /&gt;All of us were high on cloud nine!&lt;br /&gt;My group members even gave me a kiss. =.=&lt;br /&gt;All my hard work finally paid off.&lt;br /&gt;Time for others to be leader in the next sem.&lt;br /&gt;Time to start mugging for exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8340446106829446664?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8340446106829446664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8340446106829446664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8340446106829446664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8340446106829446664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/both-marketing-mbs-project-my-group.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VM1n28Lce60/Tt7siPuK0uI/AAAAAAAAAaw/bmXpNuCEznY/s72-c/xmastree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8833858305642143618</id><published>2011-11-29T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:55:57.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-goIKwNR_BwM/Tttt1-dqmmI/AAAAAAAAAak/G61qA2aLHFU/s1600/dec1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGcBb5PbIQY/Ts3Y31YTsJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/PyMMRieInqs/s320/christ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678433158917501074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This is the power of Christ in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-4004153421081739303?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4004153421081739303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=4004153421081739303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4004153421081739303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4004153421081739303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-power-of-christ-in-me.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGcBb5PbIQY/Ts3Y31YTsJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/PyMMRieInqs/s72-c/christ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5713530260628007106</id><published>2011-11-22T20:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T22:52:07.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally my hard work is paid off! the days where i spend so much time on doing 33 ppt slides alone for two days straight with my fingers numb, editing many pages of report. Today mktg presentation was on Four Leaves. i am blessed, cause i dun have to spend money buying the breads instead they come free.:))&lt;br /&gt;Being the first group makes us all tense up and nervous especially when my grpmates have to practice non-stop leaving me with insufficient time to practice my own speaking.In fact, they're so bold to tell me i dun need to practice. i know the best.i was of course still sleepy and grouchy having wake up at 5am, cant be bother to even talk. i went in with boldness and just spat out whatever i know. i didnt even have any cue cards with me. and being the last one to present was tough. first time covered 10 slides at one go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so afraid i will be tekan again or get drilled on but rather i didnt. Instead they were questions answers sessions and my grp mates were literally so nice to push all the questions to me just cause i'm the spokesperson for Four Leaves. Paul asked to speak to me seperately and not just that, we did so well in our ppt slides that he ask me to send it to him and he is gg to show it to his f/t students and ask them to do on Four Leaves.Paul actually ask me if its possible for him to speak to my management for half an hr just for the students to do fl project.i turned him down immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepped into a supermarket to get some grocery and saw the food that was daddy's favourite. i stopped for a while and its like as if time has reversed itself. Those wonderful moments that daddy and i will do grocery,digging out whatever coins we have spending till the last cent, thinking of what to cook for the day, exploring new receipes and no matter how late i come back home, there will always be warm food waiting for me on the table and you never fail to wait for me just so we could eat together and have a father-daughter time. i miss those moments and it will always be in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5713530260628007106?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5713530260628007106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5713530260628007106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5713530260628007106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5713530260628007106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/finally-my-hard-work-is-paid-off-today.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6500643048318727232</id><published>2011-11-21T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:14:43.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If your parents are alive, treasure them and﻿ take care of them as they took care of you. Remember they brought into this life, good or bad. When they get sick you become the parent and they become the child. So take care of them as you wanted to be taken care of, because when they are gone you can't bring them back. My daddy had passed and I took care of him, but wish I had him back.. Daddy i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g0sihX98mAw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6500643048318727232?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6500643048318727232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6500643048318727232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6500643048318727232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6500643048318727232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/parents-love-i-cried-after-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/g0sihX98mAw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-7955865863449639659</id><published>2011-11-19T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T11:12:32.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UyTIZPcqxg/TscehmcXcmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/gt5c_hxycpI/s1600/piggy5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UyTIZPcqxg/TscehmcXcmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/gt5c_hxycpI/s320/piggy5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676539417927840354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkt-ssV8Juc/TscecIkFBSI/AAAAAAAAAY4/OsHpeD54-qc/s1600/piggy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkt-ssV8Juc/TscecIkFBSI/AAAAAAAAAY4/OsHpeD54-qc/s320/piggy4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676539324007777570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-au1_bdV2vUs/TsceWWxPZvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/guh4I8-Fli4/s1600/piggy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-au1_bdV2vUs/TsceWWxPZvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/guh4I8-Fli4/s320/piggy3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676539224741865202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YoF-t4nevCg/TsceQMZvYvI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6Bu1nVy6rz0/s1600/piggy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47fJg3yMtPI/TscVkf6VpOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/w7W7MpHLP4U/s320/prettyyyy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676529572109460706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The cousin who never fails to give in to me &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-7955865863449639659?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7955865863449639659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=7955865863449639659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7955865863449639659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7955865863449639659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UyTIZPcqxg/TscehmcXcmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/gt5c_hxycpI/s72-c/piggy5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-7261077957209780698</id><published>2011-11-18T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T10:41:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-7261077957209780698?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7261077957209780698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=7261077957209780698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7261077957209780698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7261077957209780698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-ask-yourself-what-world-needs-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5106183189525704562</id><published>2011-11-17T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:38:56.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grace, you're a very special girl and you're so so blessed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5106183189525704562?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5106183189525704562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5106183189525704562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5106183189525704562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5106183189525704562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/grace-youre-very-special-girl-and-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3886223126190346813</id><published>2011-11-17T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:21:36.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish I could just be a little kid again. So when life gets tough you can just play pretend. I wanna go back to when Santa did exist. When your daddy was the only boy you ever kissed. When Disney World was the best place to be. When the only movies you could see were rated G. When your biggest problem was learning to write your name and people didn't change...and your friends were the same. And every time you were sad or you had a bad day. You could just run to mommy and it would all be okay. I wanna go back to no hurt...and no pain...just laughter. When everyone always lives happily ever after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3886223126190346813?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3886223126190346813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3886223126190346813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3886223126190346813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3886223126190346813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-just-be-little.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-7418970183906723072</id><published>2011-11-16T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T16:55:54.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As i walked into daddy's room to close the windows, i stopped for a while to look at the surrounding. The room that daddy had once slept peacefully, snore loudly, watch tv with me, snacking tibits, kept adjusting the the fan speed, laughing loudly together with me,farting,gossiping... and as my eyes turn to the pictures of daddy, i just want to tell daddy there are so much, so much stuff i've not shared with you. i did not break our promise. i've been scoring distinctions all the way ever since the day you passes on... though its tough, i just want you to be proud of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-7418970183906723072?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7418970183906723072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=7418970183906723072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7418970183906723072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7418970183906723072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-i-walked-into-daddys-room-to-close.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8030555917650061296</id><published>2011-11-16T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T12:08:23.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh. my face getting rounder and rounder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago, i ate 16 different flavours of cakes and assorted sandwiches due to photoshooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today  ate xmas log cakes, oh man they're huge and with rich chocolates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am turning into a fat pigggyyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8030555917650061296?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8030555917650061296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8030555917650061296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8030555917650061296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8030555917650061296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6318886292480748543</id><published>2011-11-15T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:58:05.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back mktg paper results. i was pleased with it. Then we had BA test. it was a piece of cake. completed in half an hr time.hahas.Anyway i must be too happy too mad that when i was at level 6, i saw peng sum. For the first time i actually initate to wave my hand saying hello with a wide genuine smile to her. Yes, she gave me back a super wide smile and hello wave hand. haha. first time i've seen her in such geniune smile. The people have been telling me she likes me. erm.... but i dunno her well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy girl in happy mood gg to sleep on her happy bed! Sent out the mktg ppt slides to my grp members and allocate them which slides they be taking. Phew, i can finally rest now!!! Not yet, this fri mbs online test.jesus,you're my supply. night.xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6318886292480748543?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6318886292480748543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6318886292480748543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6318886292480748543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6318886292480748543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/got-back-mktg-paper-results.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3603799110370924390</id><published>2011-11-13T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:02:07.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daddy, today is my birthday. Birthday without your presence is so silent. i knw you're looking down from heaven above smiling and sharing the joy with me as i blow the candles and cut my birthday cake. i just miss your voice saying happy birthday mei,you're prettier, one year older and growing wiser! Daddy, thankyou for being the most awesome and bestest daddy for the past 25yrs of my life. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3603799110370924390?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3603799110370924390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3603799110370924390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3603799110370924390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3603799110370924390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/daddy-today-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8258022697998087747</id><published>2011-11-12T07:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T07:58:58.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dGz7TOfvPy8/Tr22uGfgqwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/r5Rp_50tr6M/s1600/picturesss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Or i support you grace. Else i trust you grace. This is my marketing strategy. You know, human beings can be pretty frickle minded at times. Marketing is abt exchanging a transaction. Yeah they atm,meet ups and some even post cheque to my house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose…to live by choice, not by chance. To make changes, not excuses. To be motivated, not manipulated. To be useful, not used. To excel, not compete. I choose self-esteem, not self pity. I choose to listen to my inner voice. Not the random opinion of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8429894786364906156?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8429894786364906156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8429894786364906156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8429894786364906156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8429894786364906156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/hitting-number-60-calendars.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2878825706996065673</id><published>2011-11-09T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:41:18.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, my mom would prepare special breakfast every now and then. And I remember one night in particular, after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was ......at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: Honey, I love burned biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrapped me in his arms and said, Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone! You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other's faults - and choosing to celebrate each other's differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You..... now, and always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burnt one will do just fine!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2878825706996065673?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2878825706996065673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2878825706996065673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2878825706996065673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2878825706996065673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-i-was-kid-my-mom-would-prepare.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1440711241158488945</id><published>2011-11-08T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T19:21:26.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the girls are the sweetest! Even before my birthday has not arrived which is this coming sunday, they planned the celebration for me. bringing me to posh restaurant, hkg trip next mth,buying a cross necklace from jewellery store and putting aside their precious time to spend time with me. Lord, thank you. They're my blessing!You even send people to encourage me and even to sayang me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, its meaningless to celebrate my birthday. Yes i miss my daddy a lot. he was the pillar of my support. he was the closest compared to my mom whom i can talk to always. Anything everything. we even celebrated fathers day and daddy's birthday this year happily. how i wish daddy could celebrate with me.. i dont talk much to mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright, except more tests presentations and exams coming. Paul told everyone i look like a zombie last wk when he saw me in accounting class. it was so dry all theory i was yawning and like some drunkard while walking. Yeah and he did it demostrated to the whole class how i was like, the class laughed non stop. So embarrassing! Thank god for good lecturers, favour and wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff of my ranting. Jesus, you're my supply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1440711241158488945?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1440711241158488945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1440711241158488945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1440711241158488945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1440711241158488945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/girls-are-sweetest-even-before-my.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2301988360010015297</id><published>2011-11-08T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:38:57.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doesnt matter if i am a nobody. I have somebody who makes me a somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a61w_L3wtpc/TrkGmEOHmwI/AAAAAAAAAXM/tjAbwDeNx8Q/s1600/somebodyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a61w_L3wtpc/TrkGmEOHmwI/AAAAAAAAAXM/tjAbwDeNx8Q/s320/somebodyy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672572456687606530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2301988360010015297?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2301988360010015297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2301988360010015297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2301988360010015297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2301988360010015297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/doesnt-matter-if-i-am-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a61w_L3wtpc/TrkGmEOHmwI/AAAAAAAAAXM/tjAbwDeNx8Q/s72-c/somebodyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5218269410546538231</id><published>2011-11-08T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:35:41.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God's grace is inexhaustible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L26VCBx8YKU/TrkF1oWM4_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/xG2HMhRCTK0/s1600/godsgrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L26VCBx8YKU/TrkF1oWM4_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/xG2HMhRCTK0/s320/godsgrace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672571624571593714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5218269410546538231?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5218269410546538231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5218269410546538231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5218269410546538231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5218269410546538231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/gods-grace-is-inexhaustible.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L26VCBx8YKU/TrkF1oWM4_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/xG2HMhRCTK0/s72-c/godsgrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8806986383941632085</id><published>2011-11-07T18:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:46:31.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By god's grace, i finally completed my mktg ppt slides!!!&lt;br /&gt;Altogether 25 slides!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8806986383941632085?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8806986383941632085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8806986383941632085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8806986383941632085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8806986383941632085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/by-gods-grace-i-finally-completed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-102861449036159054</id><published>2011-11-07T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T11:03:36.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God's heart is always GRACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALD7RKisHgs/TrdKcaZEwZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4Y6rPnu1VhU/s1600/paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALD7RKisHgs/TrdKcaZEwZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4Y6rPnu1VhU/s320/paul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672084107677712786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-102861449036159054?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/102861449036159054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=102861449036159054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/102861449036159054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/102861449036159054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/gods-heart-is-always-grace.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALD7RKisHgs/TrdKcaZEwZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4Y6rPnu1VhU/s72-c/paul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3782586796174007660</id><published>2011-11-06T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:38:22.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was supposed to be in church and other plans to do,But...i cant. Hai. Still havent finished doing marketing project especially the powerpoint slides.. one more week to present to the lecturer. i am doing it all alone. Last sem yvonne almost dragged down the whole group to deep shit, the day before the presentation called me during midnight saying she dunno how to do. i dont trust her anymore. Fish has major depression disorder and jennifer is blur.those 2 aunties not good in ppt. Sighhh. i spent 7 hrs doing it last night editing,editing editing, brainstorming brainstorming and applying the right concept. And am taking 15mins break away from it now. Sigh. Each time i tell myself i am gg to be a project member, it just wont happen one lor. jesus, you're my supply, my wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight the kids are coming over to my house to have dinner. Yes we're cooking a korean feast. Yeah i knw my birthday is next sunday, 13 november but i am nt looking forward at all. This is the 1st yr without daddy to celebrate my birthday. i am sad. i dont show it, but tell myself i must be strong and remain happy outwardly.&lt;br /&gt;anyway here's a picture of my project cover page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2j7_j5IsfS8/TrYrKkh7YhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Pi3M-UZUsh4/s1600/breadddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2j7_j5IsfS8/TrYrKkh7YhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Pi3M-UZUsh4/s320/breadddd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671768241324384786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super nice!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3782586796174007660?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3782586796174007660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3782586796174007660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3782586796174007660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3782586796174007660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/was-supposed-to-be-in-church-and-other.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2j7_j5IsfS8/TrYrKkh7YhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Pi3M-UZUsh4/s72-c/breadddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5065785734180693431</id><published>2011-11-05T11:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:27:54.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay let me see if i can sell 50 calendars at least. i am on number 40 calendars. Its pretty amazing, it can only be jesus and not me. i must say the aunties in my class were nice.they can't say no when i approach them. The moment they see me walking towards them holding a calendar, they took out the wallets and pass me money! Hahahaha.i am amazing grace!:) And my godmother is so nice. She ordered 6 calendars and immediately issued a cheque to me since she be away overseas for some time. Mother must support daughter, i love it. Time to meet up with her son who is a autistic child. i used to conduct child therapy for autistic people. its my passion.i successfully stretch her son's time span from 30mins to 4hrs.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, projects are stressing me. No groups are perfect without any conflicts.i always tell my group members anything not in agreement, voice out your own opinions. i am here to listen anytime.Now my fingers are numbs with the sms-ing and answering of phone calls. One by one my group members start calling me to complain one another. At the end of the day, its all about teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with grace for 3 hrs to pass the remaining calendars to the rest of the people. Damm tiring but it was precious spending quality time with grace especially when we've not met for few yrs and her younger sister passed away. It was emotional for both of us. As she was sharing, tears just kept rolling down her cheeks. i've to control my tears, cause it was painful for her to see it go thru.Grace asked my permission to pay respect to my daddy in the temple. i agreed. i told her i will go with her to the buddhist temple to pay respect to joyce too. Everything just happen too sudden. Even i cant accept it now. Back home to continue do project. Even when i am outside, my groupmates never fail to call me to check emails and what should they do about the project. Ms Pang is so kind that she initate to help me for the mbs project so i wont have to stay up till so late. Next month is exams!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5065785734180693431?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5065785734180693431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5065785734180693431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5065785734180693431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5065785734180693431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/okay-let-me-see-if-i-can-sell-50.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-4247017951116698993</id><published>2011-11-04T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:53:29.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>本來就知道孝順父母、友愛兄弟姊妹，本來就知道要報恩了愿。孝順父母要在平常無所求的時候去做，那才是真孝順。&lt;br /&gt;You all know to love, honor and respect your parents, and love your brothers and sisters. You know to repay grace and favors, and to fulfill vows. Loving and honoring parents should be done naturally, without any expectations. That is true filial piety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-4247017951116698993?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4247017951116698993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=4247017951116698993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4247017951116698993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4247017951116698993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-all-know-to-love-honor-and-respect.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-9139115256687100069</id><published>2011-11-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:15:25.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v72p0q7HguU/TrKh8cBuA6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/nClLoWsNQoo/s1600/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKmmvUegXic/TqegjT307HI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WLklpyIoIlI/s320/chances.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667675184559352946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-307464161840445016?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/307464161840445016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=307464161840445016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/307464161840445016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/307464161840445016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKmmvUegXic/TqegjT307HI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WLklpyIoIlI/s72-c/chances.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1783465594276366684</id><published>2011-10-25T18:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T19:44:21.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last, no more tests.cause we had tests for the past 3 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;today we got back out BA2 mid sem test results. When i saw the marks i was so happy. i knew i made my daddy proud of me. i scored distinction. :) daddy must be smiling widely from heavens above. i still remember very clearly that he was so disppointed that i didnt scored well for the last sem. Daddy, i just want you to know i will always make you proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home together with dyana. love her truckloads. its been such a long time we took bus back home together, sharing popcorns laughing while drinking bubble tea. yeah. anyway,as we were walking back i was asking dyana is it true that sea turtles will extinct in 30 to 50yrs time? i saw it outside the library. So she told me thats cause some explorer will take the eggs and eat before the egg hatched to a baby turtle? Okay i understand. so i told her isnt it the same concept as we eating eggs that came from mother chickens too? she burst out laughing non-stop!!!! :) and there were some other stuff i shared with my group and they laughed non-stop during lunchtime!! Hahahahahas. laugh till i almost miss the wall thats in front of my way.. zzzZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to get some rest. Had been down with cough and flu for the past two weeks. Cant believe it we be having test for the upcoming week again. This is a battle. Jesus, you're my supply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1783465594276366684?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1783465594276366684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1783465594276366684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1783465594276366684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1783465594276366684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/at-last-no-more-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1023464506208863664</id><published>2011-10-23T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:52:26.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fE2-p2FQjKA/TqP_9szrQ7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/43UHj0k0TtU/s1600/person.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fE2-p2FQjKA/TqP_9szrQ7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/43UHj0k0TtU/s320/person.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666654191627223986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1023464506208863664?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1023464506208863664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1023464506208863664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1023464506208863664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1023464506208863664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fE2-p2FQjKA/TqP_9szrQ7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/43UHj0k0TtU/s72-c/person.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8925759282912988879</id><published>2011-10-23T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:51:54.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daddy daddy, today is your 49th day. Mommy says we will be visiting you one last time. i know you will be watching over us from above. i still miss your presence very much. you know, you are the most loving and most awesome daddy i ever had. No words can express how much i love you and i will always make you proud. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8925759282912988879?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8925759282912988879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8925759282912988879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8925759282912988879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8925759282912988879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/daddy-daddy-today-is-your-49th-day_23.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-4288732061992771230</id><published>2011-10-17T09:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:09:46.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwDQWcloFoU/TpuAUu71adI/AAAAAAAAAVY/y62fVWkHZDI/s1600/whistles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwDQWcloFoU/TpuAUu71adI/AAAAAAAAAVY/y62fVWkHZDI/s320/whistles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664262050033265106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-4288732061992771230?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4288732061992771230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=4288732061992771230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4288732061992771230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4288732061992771230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwDQWcloFoU/TpuAUu71adI/AAAAAAAAAVY/y62fVWkHZDI/s72-c/whistles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5735315502014169142</id><published>2011-10-16T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:08:33.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alina: Grace, how have you been?&lt;br /&gt;Grace: hi alina, my family are coping well. Thanks for your concern. :)&lt;br /&gt;Alina: That's comforting. Chapter closes and for a new beginning of another. Your humility, courage and positivity for life is praiseworthy! Keep smiling! (:&lt;br /&gt;Grace: :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5735315502014169142?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5735315502014169142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5735315502014169142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5735315502014169142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5735315502014169142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/alina-grace-how-have-you-been-grace-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2990845519800781490</id><published>2011-10-16T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:20:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel Houghton - Jesus At The Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/peqPrmTCN8k?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2990845519800781490?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2990845519800781490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2990845519800781490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2990845519800781490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2990845519800781490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/israel-houghton-jesus-at-center.html' title='Israel Houghton - Jesus At The Center'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/peqPrmTCN8k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3677782964805690749</id><published>2011-10-15T13:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T13:59:02.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Any individual between the ages of 17 - 49 who meets the donation health guidelines can join the BMDP register. All we need is a small sample (via finger prick) or a buccal swab from the side of your mouth to test and establish your tissue type. Your test results will then go on to the BMDP Register where your tissue types can be compared with those patients in need of transplants. If you are found to be a match for a patient, you’ll be asked to donate your bone marrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i will be going through to help my neighbour. It's a true and sad story. She's a mother of two daughters age 4 &amp; 6. It was detected when she had fever for weeks and didnt seem to recover. That was when doc revealed she got diagnosed with final stage of blood cancer which is Leukemia. Imagine she had to go through the painful stage of chemotherapy, having hospitalised in a week and the chemo drugs running in her body for 24hours non-stop for the entire week. Its heartbreaking for me to see her go thru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, save her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3677782964805690749?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3677782964805690749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3677782964805690749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3677782964805690749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3677782964805690749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/any-individual-between-ages-of-17-49.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3057487821119464065</id><published>2011-10-14T12:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:40:56.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Roommate Got Married...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePmAagbsrQ8/Tpe8cnPsFbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/uDJYjxZDUAQ/s1600/piggy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8l-Y8zip9DU/Tpe8Lm4ihWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/23TNEC4xsO0/s320/piggy4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663201964043961698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWKLQTCUdm8/Tpe8GqXgaPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eonPzl4PeKY/s1600/piggy5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWKLQTCUdm8/Tpe8GqXgaPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eonPzl4PeKY/s320/piggy5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663201879079807218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiejie, have a blissful marriage. love,meimei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3057487821119464065?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3057487821119464065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3057487821119464065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3057487821119464065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3057487821119464065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-roomate-got-married.html' title='My Roommate Got Married...'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePmAagbsrQ8/Tpe8cnPsFbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/uDJYjxZDUAQ/s72-c/piggy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2217787614819872547</id><published>2011-10-14T08:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:57:25.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vjfxYKHVJvM/Tpd-o7SXUfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4TonqRkVAbI/s1600/HAHAHAHAHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmlCOv79LBo/Tpax_QGJ4xI/AAAAAAAAAT4/9O8XTfnXXkE/s320/things.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662909281675633426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6922748637007165092?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6922748637007165092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6922748637007165092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6922748637007165092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6922748637007165092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_4029.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmlCOv79LBo/Tpax_QGJ4xI/AAAAAAAAAT4/9O8XTfnXXkE/s72-c/things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-4157673102840085719</id><published>2011-10-11T18:35:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T12:23:57.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we had our last session with philip for mktg. Yeah finally it ended. In fact, i was pissed off with him keep on tekan me abt the bedsheet thingy and commenting how bad my mandarin was! he know that he was over the limit telling the whole class i think i better dun disturb grace.Hence he stopped. Haiyah please lah mandarin not impt for gods sake. Not as if he's that great with speaking mandarin! My classmate save me by telling him both is of the same meaning. Even as the class were dismiss for lunch, he shared with us more of his family background. Yeah he was elated that the three of us came from the peranakan family.What sharp features you have graces, one look i can tell you're perankan. your big beautiful eyes. Argh i just walked away. Anyway cant wait for Paul to come back to bring us all the way till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had business accounting test today. i can barely pass it wld be a miracle. am busy and tied up with the sister wedding for the past few weeks and going thru' the hundred pages of four leaves proposal for the mktg project cause i am insider of four leaves. Instead of doing my final revision during lunchtime, marina approach me shared with me her relationship problem and broke down in front of me. Yeah my mind went blank when i saw the test papers questions. Results will be released next wk. Marina came to me many times asking me to be back with their group since the first trim when Ms Hoa taught us, i lead the group. But i have to spare a thought for yvonne too. Jennifer was sick &amp; turn up for the test. borrowed my sweater ended up i was freezing. she got a bad flu leh and that feeling sucks to the max.she insisted to bring my sweater home to wash cause of bacteria, what nonsense man.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated bdae for evelyn. Glad she love carlo rino bag &amp; cake we bought for her. Stayed back for discussion. Geoffry saw me holding the mktg book and we didnt knw he was actually one of the author and he was so kind telling us if we need help, feel free to approach him. thankyoujesus.favourfavourfavour for my group. Saw mr koh,hes teaching BA2 intake 5,chat for a while,laughed non-stop.so grateful to him for the templates and answers sheet nicely prepare for us beforehand unlike the current lecturer. i am going to ask him for help.announce to my group that i will be passing mbs project over to serene, and i will oversee mktg project cause i know all the details. i cannot lead two projects at the same time. i will die of stress. and they still want me to lead IB for the next trimester. this is crazy. The competition from the other group is so tense. we knw,we feel it. afterall its not abt the grades that matters, its all abt teamwork and learning from each other mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;test test test for the next upcoming week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-4157673102840085719?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4157673102840085719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=4157673102840085719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4157673102840085719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/4157673102840085719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-we-had-our-last-session-with.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1138495815207940821</id><published>2011-10-10T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:50:01.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNNvY-3Jngo/TpJcXozTyJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/iku-zYkbOqA/s1600/genius%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNNvY-3Jngo/TpJcXozTyJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/iku-zYkbOqA/s320/genius%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661689242717505682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinmei dearie wrote me a card. Heres whats written below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest grace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how have you been? hope you enjoyed the camp and learnt many things. It was truly a blessing to know you. Do continue to be a good example to your peers and juniors and those around you. Have a seeking heart and continue that hardworking attitude you have. Dont be too worried about hot scoring this year. There is still next year to strive hard and work towards higher aim. Remember that a failure is not a failure until you fail to get up and learn about your mistakes, yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,chinmei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1138495815207940821?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1138495815207940821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1138495815207940821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1138495815207940821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1138495815207940821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/chinmei-dearie-wrote-me-card.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNNvY-3Jngo/TpJcXozTyJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/iku-zYkbOqA/s72-c/genius%2Bpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-7006861386242699956</id><published>2011-10-10T10:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:55:57.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The elder sister wedding went well, it was held at Shangri-la.the little ones came to me played with them blow bubbles, yeah we're families of chij katong convent. Such a concidence! Haiyah the food was such a disappoint and i was so looking forward to enjoying my dessert when my little niece came to sit on my lap and happily help herself my share. She is so heavy man! Then somebody's baby ran to the road and i had to run to catch him and that baby is so heavy! As heavy as a pack of rice! And Daddy you know, its your most happiest and proud moment to see your eldest daughter getting married.:) Gramps cried. We miss your presence very much. Ahh Yes i slept for 2 hrs and not just that, but sleeping with 14 people who were my extended family in the house with all the aunties uncles cousins and little ones noises, chitchats and whatever.In the end, I was so so happy when everyone complimented that the house was pretty! All credit goes to me. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-7006861386242699956?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7006861386242699956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=7006861386242699956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7006861386242699956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7006861386242699956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/elder-sister-wedding-went-well.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5418866374156212148</id><published>2011-10-07T14:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T14:54:46.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I asked the Lord for wisdom. Yeah i am not those top students in class. I told the Lord i cant, but He can. i give up on my own efforts and depend entirely upon His unmerited favour and wisdom.... He showed me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference between wisdom and knowledge. Knowledge puffs up. It can make one proud and arrogant. But wisdom will make you humble and teachable. You can read extensively and accumulate a lot of knowledge, but still lack wisdom. You also dont become wise just by growing older and having more experience in life. Wisdom is not natural. It does not matter if you are young or old, experienced or inexperienced, higly educated or not. Wisdom comes from God's unmerited favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if i am not the swiftest,strongest,wisest,most knowledgeable and most skilful in the natural, God can still bless me with good success when i depend on His grace. i can rise above the system of meritocracy thru' His undeserved,unearned and unmerited favour. The system of the world only rewards the strong, while those who are weak are neglected and in some cases, even despised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead by God's unmerited favour, they will put to shame the so-called wise and mighty things in this world. In His hands of grace, the foolish and weak things become even wiser and mightier than the wise and mighty things of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5418866374156212148?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5418866374156212148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5418866374156212148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5418866374156212148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5418866374156212148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-asked-lord-for-wisdom.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6941382587698327261</id><published>2011-10-05T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T17:51:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If we do not depend on Jesus, there can be no real, long-lasting &amp; abiding success. Without Jesus, we cannot. Without us, He will not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6941382587698327261?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6941382587698327261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6941382587698327261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6941382587698327261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6941382587698327261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-we-do-not-depend-on-jesus-there-can.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3965703281932680725</id><published>2011-10-04T18:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T08:43:18.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today Huda ask me about my fake eyelashes extension. She goes wow wow wow yr lashes looks so natural and soft. Yeah i allow her to touch cause.... she put fake eyelashes before. and i nicknamed her fake eyelashes. Hers was so long and thick and DRAMA. whats bad was hers lasted for a month and they use glue to glue the fake eyelashes to the real ones instead of gel.theres no way it will drop and only remove it by going back to that salon. Muahahaha. Marina even thought that i put mascara to school. Wah lao, i only put eyeliner at most. just that i am vain now and putting fake eyelashes looks so babarella! i love watching the noose. thats random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mummy was right. There're two types of favour. One is favour. The other kind of favour is "curry favour". yeah there're two aunties who loves to "curry favour" the lecturers and they actually did that to mummy too. They let out their true colors accidentally. Anyway its got nothing to do with me. i've god's unmerited favour. Just like today, serene use her own student card without me knowing to borrow the marketing book for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is business accounting test. the lecturer said its not difficult.take it with a pinch of salt. Mr Koh did not gave us the final answer when i asked him. Instead, he ask me whats my answer. thankfully mine was correct. Phew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for this Friday to arrive!!! :) all because i be the one cooking the perankan dishes for the big family! Yay! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3965703281932680725?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3965703281932680725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3965703281932680725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3965703281932680725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3965703281932680725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-in-school-huda-ask-me-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1257134963202825384</id><published>2011-10-03T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:30:29.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdejbnTCN7o/TolWf6JCpdI/AAAAAAAAASk/En1IYD8jCIs/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdejbnTCN7o/TolWf6JCpdI/AAAAAAAAASk/En1IYD8jCIs/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659149512950851026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1257134963202825384?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1257134963202825384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1257134963202825384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1257134963202825384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1257134963202825384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdejbnTCN7o/TolWf6JCpdI/AAAAAAAAASk/En1IYD8jCIs/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-7725122851246470717</id><published>2011-10-03T08:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T12:48:13.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekend was well spent. The sweetest friends went with me to ikea to get those stuff and waited for me for 2 hrs just to decide on which curtain i am getting. Hahaha no choice. After that, we drove all the way to Katong to eat, yes everyone knows grace can madly go all the way just to hunt for good food. Hahaha i sound like a glutton. and loiter around the Katong shopping centre pretending to be maids. Whahahaha. It was filled with laughter and what the hell, i love scooter!  Anyway the living room is well-furnished and design by me.i want to do it nice nice just for sister wedding.Everyone has been saying so pretty!!I spend 3 days doing it. everywheres aching. Damm tiring. But its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tremendously blessed. this trimester i didnt bought any textbook cause its expensive and i dun see any pt buying since it be dump one side after it ends. the nicest grpmates photocopy the entire book for me during their precious lunchtime and after ofc hrs. and those who are nt my grpmates even initate to lend me their txtbk to photocopy the mkting notes. Thankyou jesus. :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to the elder sister wedding this coming sat &amp; i am still desperately looking for a dress.dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-7725122851246470717?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7725122851246470717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=7725122851246470717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7725122851246470717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7725122851246470717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-was-well-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-2060144425218027235</id><published>2011-09-30T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T14:54:01.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Failure in studies does not mean you are not going to be successful in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OYYcpwjTdY/ToVngOa-7FI/AAAAAAAAASc/bo2unWJ9spo/s1600/billgates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OYYcpwjTdY/ToVngOa-7FI/AAAAAAAAASc/bo2unWJ9spo/s320/billgates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658042310185643090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-2060144425218027235?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2060144425218027235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=2060144425218027235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2060144425218027235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/2060144425218027235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/failure-in-studies-does-not-mean-you.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OYYcpwjTdY/ToVngOa-7FI/AAAAAAAAASc/bo2unWJ9spo/s72-c/billgates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-5794558384181827</id><published>2011-09-29T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:50:46.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!! The real Timon and Pumba!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CW7x3ry-v8w/ToP5FvBExUI/AAAAAAAAASU/cDotU6-p0Wc/s1600/lionking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CW7x3ry-v8w/ToP5FvBExUI/AAAAAAAAASU/cDotU6-p0Wc/s320/lionking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657639433823110466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-5794558384181827?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5794558384181827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=5794558384181827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5794558384181827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/5794558384181827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/omg-real-timon-and-pumba.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CW7x3ry-v8w/ToP5FvBExUI/AAAAAAAAASU/cDotU6-p0Wc/s72-c/lionking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3392223126841130727</id><published>2011-09-29T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T09:04:19.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsLDj5eTnMA/ToPEC9GZ6kI/AAAAAAAAASM/rMNufQgJY7o/s1600/appoloo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsLDj5eTnMA/ToPEC9GZ6kI/AAAAAAAAASM/rMNufQgJY7o/s320/appoloo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657581111947684418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3392223126841130727?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3392223126841130727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3392223126841130727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3392223126841130727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3392223126841130727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsLDj5eTnMA/ToPEC9GZ6kI/AAAAAAAAASM/rMNufQgJY7o/s72-c/appoloo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-7421447898020775256</id><published>2011-09-28T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:21:35.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items in front of him. When class began, he wordlessly picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks about two inches in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then picked up a box of pebbles, poured them into the jar and lightly shook it. The pebbles, of ......course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. The students laughed. He asked his students again if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this is your life. The rocks are the important things—your family, your partner, your health, your children—anything that is so important to you that if it were lost, you would be nearly destroyed. The pebbles are the other things in life that matter, but on a smaller scale. The pebbles represent things like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else—the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you put the sand or the pebbles into the jar first, there is no room for the rocks. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, material things, you will never have room for the things that are truly most important. Pay attention to the things that are critical in your life. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-7421447898020775256?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7421447898020775256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=7421447898020775256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7421447898020775256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/7421447898020775256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/philosophy-professor-stood-before-his.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3290306785308558802</id><published>2011-09-28T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:51:30.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am allergy to liquor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3290306785308558802?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3290306785308558802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3290306785308558802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3290306785308558802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3290306785308558802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-allergy-to-liquor.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-1657010873262251436</id><published>2011-09-27T19:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T19:59:43.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today Paul took over mkting lesson. lessons were enjoyable however due to the project he kept mentioning fourleaves fourleaves. Aiseh fourleaves is value for money and their bread are very nice. i replied thank you. i was the first one that he checked for the tutorial questions and even flip one by one to see if i did all. Good,he said. And he actually went around checking everyone's work. even to the extend of commenting some of their handwriting are ugly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week to mid-sem test for business accounting 2. Mr Koh got annoyed. He asked us to do the tutorial questions and i was too engrossed in doing all the calculations that i didnt realise i was way too fast. Yeah every 10mins i call up to him. Haha. dont know must ask right?? thank god my answers were correct. He was pissed off,so he decided to put up the final answers for all the tutorial questions on the white board. Finally i shut my mouth. Though its challenging but i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-1657010873262251436?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1657010873262251436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=1657010873262251436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1657010873262251436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/1657010873262251436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-paul-took-over-mkting-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-8359158864833521653</id><published>2011-09-26T15:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T19:32:39.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whats your secret to silky skin? My answer is Dove! Now my girlfriends are using dove shower foam. Hahas, they kept clinging onto me like one koala bear..lucky its not a guy..lol. Wahh yr skin so silky omggg. Whahahah.i thought they were sweet talkers but apparently not. Did eyelashes extension with bestie yesterday. Not as good as the other one, disappointing. Anyway, it will drop off after 3 weeks.let me be pretty pretty!Cooked dinner for the bestie since shes heading back to sgh to rush report.Cant believe it we be celebrating our friendship!!:)We were talking our baby times.i'm the youngest baby among them. They never fail to laugh at me whenever people said i am a premature baby born 3 months earlier and i weigh only 1kg. i got angry. Oh wells,feel like skipping sch tmr.Told yvonne and if i didnt go sch shes not going too.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, next week is jiejie wedding. i know you will be very happy smiling from above. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-8359158864833521653?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8359158864833521653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=8359158864833521653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8359158864833521653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/8359158864833521653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/whats-your-secret-to-silky-skin-my.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6579016227539234109</id><published>2011-09-24T12:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T13:20:13.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord, thank you for giving me such an awesome group this new trimester. My groupmates have so much faith in me even when it comes to decision making.Just yesterday we had to decide on which scenario on the project, we had to draw lots. It didnt came out to what i wanted,still i took it with that faith as little as a mustard seed. All i had was only 5 minutes to decide if i would like to change. The answer was right in front of me, yet i needed people's assurance because i was  afraid to take the wrong step. What amazes me was my groupmates. They told me, grace you're our leader. You make the decision. We will respect you. We will follow you. We will support you and lift you up just like how well you've done for our group the last trimester in the dreamweaver project. I was so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, this person texted me to give her my soft-copy of project. That was a individual project cause i will never release my group project to others. i am protective of my group. dont ask me why. Anyway i couldnt make up my mind, so i texted mummy. i didnt know she was on holiday else i wouldnt text her at all. Mummy leave the decision to me. Honestly, i wanted to help that person but after listening to her not yet started anthing &amp; next tue is the deadline, its more like plagiarism to me. Yet i dun want her to think i am selfish, unapproachable. So.... i ask her to email me her project and from there i guide her. i went with the peace in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noorshida had decided not to ungroup us. i am happy like mad!! i cant sleep properly this few days cause of this issue. glad its settled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer wrote me a card. She said i was much stronger X100000 than her when back then her father passed away due to cancer. Personally i am not a person that will wallow on self-pity. Live life to the fullest and love the people around us. Treasure and cherish them because you will never know what will happen, right?? We are not God. Life is unpredictable. i will move on to the next phrase of my exciting adventure of life. i am the always happy-go-lucky silly bubbly grace!:) Haha, and some idiots actually called me joyce or joy instead of grace. It doesnt matter, i will still respond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Christ-Centered, this i will always remember in my heart. Lord you go before me, You lead me, You guide me. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6579016227539234109?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6579016227539234109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6579016227539234109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6579016227539234109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6579016227539234109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/lord-thank-you-for-giving-me-such.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6072192958960697768</id><published>2011-09-23T10:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T10:27:44.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGKOr55OWsc/TnvuibyOxZI/AAAAAAAAASE/m05hSMvi5bg/s1600/japanearthquake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGKOr55OWsc/TnvuibyOxZI/AAAAAAAAASE/m05hSMvi5bg/s320/japanearthquake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655376032435193234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the Japan Earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.&lt;br /&gt;He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! “&lt;br /&gt;The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.&lt;br /&gt;The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6072192958960697768?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6072192958960697768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6072192958960697768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6072192958960697768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6072192958960697768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-true-story-of-mothers-sacrifice.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGKOr55OWsc/TnvuibyOxZI/AAAAAAAAASE/m05hSMvi5bg/s72-c/japanearthquake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-6512739672832295460</id><published>2011-09-22T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:24:31.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2e__d6STfE/TnqOSjYx6YI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XVnMpaYJsB8/s1600/missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2e__d6STfE/TnqOSjYx6YI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XVnMpaYJsB8/s320/missing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654988731505043842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-6512739672832295460?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6512739672832295460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=6512739672832295460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6512739672832295460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/6512739672832295460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2e__d6STfE/TnqOSjYx6YI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XVnMpaYJsB8/s72-c/missing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935214456605153540.post-3952684690621950169</id><published>2011-09-21T09:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:17:48.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project nightmare has began.. i dont think i am going to text mummy for the next few weeks thats why i texted her so much yesterday. i so want to throw my hp to the toilet bowl.my hp has been flooding with SMS and email flooded like tsunami.its like every half an hour text text. haii. my fingers are numb. must reply them back. yesterday right after class, we sat down to discuss and my members were like reporters, all ask me questions at the same time. Hahaha. they make me so tense up that i immediately shoot email to them the moment i reach office today.my boss damm nice, helped me with the project on four leaves.:)i am grace leh.. actually i am a demanding person. i expect work to be done fast.. haha.Accounting 2 you're getting tougher and tougher. i better study hard to make mummy proud.All were theory yest, most of us in dreamland including me. my class so evil. they laughed at me say i so funny. cause billion 9zeros my calculator no space mah.i only knw million 6zeros, trillions13zeros. then mkt lessons the tutor told me not to drink distilled water often. i kena say every lesson. dunno what not good for the body and mineral deficiency blah blah blah. eh my bag heavy no choice cant carry water. somemore the water cooler got ants. eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest damm suay for yvonne. her slippers snapped. hahahaha. 2 person shared 1 pair of slipper. hhahah. so fun. i am no better than her also lor. i wore new sandal kena blisters. damm pain, idiot. we were like dragging and limping our way to the toilet. hahaha. Anyway going to drop by kiki to get cards for fish girl &amp; yvonne. i am goddamm happy for fish girl. She not only accepted christ but her baptism date is on my birthday!!! 13nov i love you!! she wants me to go witness. i was telling her to read matthew mark luke john first. Anyway gotta write card for yvonne. i remb she told me that i am her motivater and always encourage her. make me feel so paiseh.... :XX after all we come from the same peranakan roots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8935214456605153540-3952684690621950169?l=lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3952684690621950169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8935214456605153540&amp;postID=3952684690621950169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3952684690621950169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8935214456605153540/posts/default/3952684690621950169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedwithaperfectlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/project-nightmare-has-began.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-HqY4RSy64/Sy8Dh5T-etI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q8HqXuylqys/S220/cecilia+grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
