<?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-6846710975640450852</id><updated>2011-08-08T08:29:23.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A State Of Sounds</title><subtitle type='html'>IF SOMEONE ELSE COMES...I'll JUST SIT HERE LISTENING TO THE SOUNDS OF THE STEPS...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-6328057974889930573</id><published>2008-07-14T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:35:03.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpredictable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyday we woke up early in the morning, seems like a brand new day for us... We might expecting something good will comes to us... Sadly, the god might have another thought, maybe the god felt that should give us some adventurous life, so then we will appreciate everything in our life, or else our life could be bored and meaningless...people wouldn't know that they should appreciate the things that they have own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The well designed life by the god making our life unpredictable...Despite good or happiness things, I can say that sadness things and problems happening everyday... Political, economies instability, terrorist attack, earthquake, tsunami, and certain kind of disease were happening all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my dad's worker has just pass away...police judge it as an accident at the moment... some said he ride the bike collide with the electric post... However, the place where he died did not show any sign of accident... why he was there, how was it happen, not body know... his life was just ended so easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may thinking that he's just a worker, what's the big deal?&lt;br /&gt;No! he's not just a worker, his life is important either...he did what he have to, to grow his son and his daughter, to help his family... He has been working with my dad around 10 years, we treat him good, and he pay us back good either, as he did his job well and treat us nice, he was also becoming understanding while time goes by...&lt;br /&gt;Though life is hard, he's still working everyday, having some fun with the people around the town, and having an enjoyable life for what he can be...&lt;br /&gt;I have just seen him on the morning and have some jokes with him and he's also predicting he will strike the prize of the lottery soon...as a joke...Ironically, he can't predict when is the end of his life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...life is shock and short...hope he could rest in peace... And we should appreciate what we are having right now... And do what we have to do, to have no regrets in our life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-6328057974889930573?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6328057974889930573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=6328057974889930573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6328057974889930573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6328057974889930573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/unpredictable.html' title='Unpredictable'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-6061048970497263671</id><published>2008-06-03T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:14:40.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well...(a familiar word from the beginning~) I'm so disappointed that I can't change my laziness, this is why I wasn't here for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;Lazy boy = a boy who doesn't hardworking... == (I'm too bored...)&lt;br /&gt;hrm...What I did for tonight is...dinner, playing facebook, kacau by others, kacau others, listening song, all these are done with sitting in front the computer, I don't wish to move...how lazy I am ++&lt;br /&gt;Then prepare to sleep soon...oh ya! I forgot to bath ^^ (later lo)&lt;br /&gt;So...after a boring and lazy night, tomorrow, I gotta start my assignment... 2 more weeks for the deadline... I can do it...erm...hope so...&lt;br /&gt;Lazy boy doesn't wish to write more...is time to sleep...zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait!!! gotta bath first~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;all these="" are="" done="" with="" sitting="" in="" front="" don="" how="" then="" prepare="" sleep="" oh="" forgot="" later="" after="" a="" boring="" and="" start="" my="" 2="" more="" weeks="" for="" the="" i="" can="" do="" hope="" lazy="" boy="" doesn="" t="" wish="" write="" is="" time="" to="" gotta="" bath=""&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-6061048970497263671?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6061048970497263671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=6061048970497263671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6061048970497263671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6061048970497263671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/06/lazy-night.html' title='Lazy night...'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-8826366591843194213</id><published>2008-05-06T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:23:08.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It's been a long long time I didn't enter the state of sounds~ Just because  I'm lazy to shut down the router and it got strike by thunder...++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So... I live 2weeks without internet... however, I'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Is time to revive my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This is something I found that a bit(just a bit) interesting from my friend's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Tagged by sieutheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from below and add in your personal question, make it a total 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(the replace question shall be marked with #)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;1. Does faith and religion play an important role in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Not so important, but I can't live without faith and religion, because I need it sometimes...k...anyway, that's important....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2. If you can turn into anything, what do you wish you can turn into?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Pirates, to cross over the seventh sea, everyday drink, eat, sing , swim, fight~ haunt for the treasure~ become the pirates king!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;3. How are you feeling now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sleepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;4. Where is the place you want to go most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;5. If you have ONE dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Travel around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing the Rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Yea ofcourse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7. Do you do anything weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ehh... I did a lot...can't remember~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;8. What cheers you up for the rest of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Someone I'm missing talk to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;9. If you meet someone you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;If there is a chance, and I'm really love her, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;10. List out 3 good things of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;-understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;-playful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;-cute (ok ok la~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Understanding, caring, love me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;People who don't care bout others, Kia Shu, Calculative, Betrayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;13. What would you do if you won a million pounds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Help my parents to secure financial problems, invest the rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;14. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A great investor...or a traveler~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;15. What would you wanna be/do after you're dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Never think bout it...is not decide by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;16. If you have a choice, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My laziness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;17. What would you most want to achieve right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Get 3.0 or above CGPA and study oversea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;18. What do you think is the most important thing in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Food &amp;amp; Love (included love of friends, family, and lover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;19. If there's one thing in your life you want to do but yet unable to, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Travel around the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;20. What you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I want her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;who I tagged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;any of my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-8826366591843194213?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8826366591843194213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=8826366591843194213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/8826366591843194213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/8826366591843194213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-3159146316810965438</id><published>2008-04-07T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T02:39:17.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the end of the day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning when I woke up from the bed, I heard some birds singing out of the window... Wao~is it a dream? Today seems to be a brand new day for me~ sounds so good! haha&lt;br /&gt;Around 11am something, I took a bus and went to the college.&lt;br /&gt;Arrive at 12pm, then I went to the library thought to print out my assignment...&lt;br /&gt;Damn it! not again...a long long queue was waiting over there...and I saw my friend, she said it's already half hour...&lt;br /&gt;No choice lor...since the college did a good job in saving, so students need to help the college in saving either...&lt;br /&gt;After waiting around 1hour, is going to be my turn, but I suddenly found out that I'm not enough paper to print, then I ask my friend to keep my queue and rush to the photo shop to get some paper...&lt;br /&gt;After I get back to the library guess what happen...the stupid printer broke down again...++ argh!!!!! everyone behind looking at me, their eyes like giving pressure, it's like:" you spoiled the machine~~~" come on...is not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;Then I go back to the photo shop and forced to print over there, 30cents per page...so it's about 9ringgit ++''&lt;br /&gt;Since our lecturer is so kind and nice, after submitted our assignment he let us go, yeahoo~&lt;br /&gt;While waiting bus, I saw an uncle which is limp wanna cross the road, then I decided to help him la, it's so normal things for me, but don't know why everyone looking at me, felt so shy lor...&lt;br /&gt;fews minute later, I get into the bus with a friend, and we were discussing about the driver behavior...&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver got a bad attitude and behavior, he don't mind to close the door if people get in the bus from back door, sometimes the old people will being crash by the door, and he often shout to the passenger...other than that, he always jam brake while driving at high speed, which is so dangerous for the passenger who is standing...&lt;br /&gt;Well...this is how we live in this country...why we know that? cause we were taking the bus everyday...&lt;br /&gt;While chatting, I saw an old woman get in the bus, she can't even stand properly, so I decided to stand up give her the seat...once again, everyone looking at me...why...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still very happy and proud of what I've done today despite all the bad things happened on me... Hahaha~ live happily, no matter what happen, it's not the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-3159146316810965438?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3159146316810965438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=3159146316810965438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/3159146316810965438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/3159146316810965438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-not-end-of-day.html' title='It&apos;s not the end of the day~'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-8955370951062424361</id><published>2008-04-06T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:02:06.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what you've done...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh...look what you've done...&lt;br /&gt;you've made a fool of everyone...&lt;br /&gt;a fool of everyone...&lt;br /&gt;a fool of everyone.....&lt;br /&gt;Oh...look what you've done...&lt;br /&gt;you've made a fool of everyone...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...it seems like such fun...&lt;br /&gt;until you lose what you had won...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-8955370951062424361?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8955370951062424361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=8955370951062424361' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/8955370951062424361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/8955370951062424361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-what-youve-done.html' title='Look what you&apos;ve done...'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-4988760695009702032</id><published>2008-04-04T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T07:03:27.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My April Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just before the sunrise, it was around 12something, I was seated in front of the computer (sounds like an essay ++)... Since nothing to do, I find out who's on the line, then chat with my friends...planning Tiesto concert on may and what to do on the next day...&lt;br /&gt;While chatting, suddenly, a friend from college told me that she like me for a long time already, the first thing occur in my brain is:" Shit! tomorrow the sun will be rising from the west..."&lt;br /&gt;Since this is the first time~ I was shock and don't know what should I react, then I tell her:" don't joke la...I don't believe (cause she have had a boyfriend)"&lt;br /&gt;After few seconds..."HAPPY APRIL FOOL~" shit!!! I lose again...arrr....loser....every year getting fool by others...&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I dated this stupid friend to sings at redboxplus, with me, 2 of my friends, and 1 of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;Before going to redboxplus, we have our lunch, after swallowed our meals, we found out the sky outside the building was incredibly dark, seems like it was the moment before end of the world ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the scene at that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R_YwXw4TGtI/AAAAAAAAABA/V5CIyswWVMA/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R_YwXw4TGtI/AAAAAAAAABA/V5CIyswWVMA/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185385205779864274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I think to myself, the god must be playing April fool with us~ lolx&lt;br /&gt;But I love this scene, just don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;Then we enjoyed our happy and crazy times while singing, it was one of the happiest time after singing so many time K, truly enjoy that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, actually I skipped class on that day, and my classmate didn't know, then he scold me didn't let him know, so that he will skip too ++~ but since it was April fool, so...never mind lar...just a joke mer...&lt;br /&gt;sorryy lecturer, sorry my mate~ haha&lt;br /&gt;Happy April Fool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-4988760695009702032?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4988760695009702032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=4988760695009702032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/4988760695009702032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/4988760695009702032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-april-fool.html' title='My April Fool'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R_YwXw4TGtI/AAAAAAAAABA/V5CIyswWVMA/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-7031279440452664861</id><published>2008-03-24T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T04:08:23.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm tired right now...very tired...damn tired...but still don't know why wanna write this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she...I've been seeing her for 2years, the first time I saw her, she has been the only one shining at that moment...&lt;br /&gt;from that time,  my sight just fell into her black hole trap, her every smile, her every move, and her everything were directing my view... till one day, I got a way to contact with, the first conversation was completed with nervousness and dullness...&lt;br /&gt;you know, shy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she...speaking and chatting with her make me feeling her unpredictable and mysteriously... we share interests, we share sadness, we share happiness, we share future, and I wish to share everything with her, why? it's just inexplicable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she...her face is something that I never had, to ever deal with before... I'm so attracted to her, the feeling is mutual too...I'm getting scared the moment she leave, and I guess this must be infatuation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling getting strong today, nothing more, just the way she look today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/O_U1neDRQH"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/O_U1neDRQH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-7031279440452664861?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7031279440452664861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=7031279440452664861' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/7031279440452664861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/7031279440452664861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/she.html' title='She?'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-2733064427793882065</id><published>2008-03-18T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:06:57.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Till They Take My Heart Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cPzTcCzpK1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cPzTcCzpK1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song that you could love it...try, a very nice song, just hard to describe how nice is it, just try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;So far away.&lt;br /&gt;There's trouble on your mind,&lt;br /&gt;You're loosing faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you.&lt;br /&gt;It will be o.k.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i will love you,&lt;br /&gt;Till they take my heart away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember when you called,&lt;br /&gt;And said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;You thought we've lost it all&lt;br /&gt;And so did i.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i lost you,&lt;br /&gt;It will be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i will love you,&lt;br /&gt;Till they take my heart away.....&lt;br /&gt;Believe, I'm here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i will love you,&lt;br /&gt;Till they take my heart away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now we're stronger than before,&lt;br /&gt;We made it through.&lt;br /&gt;I never felt more sure,&lt;br /&gt;Because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey now, are you listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Can you hear me say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; That i will love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Till they take my heart away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Believe, I'm here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cause i will love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Till they take my heart away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-2733064427793882065?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2733064427793882065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=2733064427793882065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/2733064427793882065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/2733064427793882065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/till-they-take-my-heart-away.html' title='Till They Take My Heart Away'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-3719644457502471078</id><published>2008-03-16T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T06:27:40.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night...and a morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night, I came back KL just to chill out with my friends and have a football match on this morning, I told my friend, she don't believe...nvm...because she's pretending emo, I can't do anything to overcome her emo mood, because she's pretending ==~&lt;br /&gt;Again, we spent our money and time on those luxurious foods and wine...(wtf! I did it again) Just don't know why, 4 of us went mad, spoke and did unusual things... MR D none stop telling crap... MR E forgot his wallet... MR I trying to break other's phone and crap with MR D... MS S pretending emo...&lt;br /&gt;We were discussing who's the goalkeeper of our team for the next morning match, as my opinion, MR E has physically advantage on this position but he asked:"why don't you be?" so I explained to him, I've been consulted my doctor that I got a disease on my hands, doctor said that my hands could not have any pressure or it will be useless for the rest of my life... Sadly... MR I thought I was joking and ask why is the disease happened on me, then I politely and patiently explained to him, this is a long story, you must live through your high and low point of your life, then only you'll understand...then we changed to another topics.....&lt;br /&gt;After a crazy night, we played our football match at Kampung Ikan Emas in this morning...sigh... Again! we met our high and low point of the match. When we finished the first half time, we held the scoring point at 0-0, so we thought we did a good job. Unfortunately, the full time result is 5-1...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we have our breakfast and go home, then take my bath, rest, dinner, and wrote this post... So the end of the weekend, sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-3719644457502471078?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3719644457502471078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=3719644457502471078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/3719644457502471078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/3719644457502471078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-nightand-morning.html' title='What a night...and a morning...'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-6213881098727819583</id><published>2008-03-15T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:08:12.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second? the beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, my march exam has past, and I'm waiting for new semester, the day after tomorrow will be my sem 6...&lt;br /&gt;I'm determine to change myself to be a better one, so this new semester will be my another starting point, though it's late but its better than nothing...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I was doing my own research for further study after finishing my diploma, and this is the things I'm confusing... Better environment and quality? it should be UK, US, Australia, or somewhere in Europe. These place were my dream place to study for, ironically, financial problem making me harder to achieve this.&lt;br /&gt;Some say if you got the chance to make it, why not? my friends recommend UK and US, before this, I prefer Australia, and now the currency is dropping, UK seems to be the first choice, but I don't know when the currency will comes up again... problems again...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all I need to do is focus on my current study first!&lt;br /&gt;well, I've did what I can did in the previous exam, hope the result won't be too bad... I was sick after the first post published, but I tell myself, after all...no more excuses, and I did my best at the last few days( hmm...yea...my best...)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow! LP will start his new life~ ++~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-6213881098727819583?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6213881098727819583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=6213881098727819583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6213881098727819583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6213881098727819583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-my-march-exam-has-past-and-im.html' title='Second? the beginning...'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846710975640450852.post-6533942701574233253</id><published>2008-02-28T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:39:09.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First? and the end?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Well...at last, I'm here, just because of don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;I have my first blog here, and there will be more, I believe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually preparing for my coming exam, and having my study break.&lt;br /&gt;But, since the break has been too long(whole February) for me, I'm fu*king lazy now, and totally not in mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;3 more days, 4 subject to go, and I got nothing in my brain...&lt;br /&gt;I promised my family, friends, and my dream, but I did nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Lazy, bad environment, lack of motivation......Fucking LP just keep giving hell excuses for him self!&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end? If it is, I'm sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I've decided, If I fail my promises, there'll be no more game for me! (It's such a big gamble ++) Like they said, no lost no gain. hope it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846710975640450852-6533942701574233253?l=lpdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6533942701574233253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6846710975640450852&amp;postID=6533942701574233253' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6533942701574233253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6846710975640450852/posts/default/6533942701574233253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpdreams.blogspot.com/2008/02/well.html' title='First? and the end?'/><author><name>LP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17291285491931667303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHdJ_NegNvI/R8eQG617u2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/d_Ub8_ZBmHg/S220/LP+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
