<?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-4278289053550187233</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:18:25.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick's Corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-9090794509565807073</id><published>2010-05-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:35:20.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it one of the hills</title><content type='html'>Why! Just tell him why does this have to happen? Its not that I did something wrong. I tried to be nice. I'd always did. But at the end SHIT always happen to me. WTF is wrong with me? Its not that hard to be nice back right? One smile or single "Thank You" will do right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is just awesome. If you know what I mean. Oh yeah, and i quit college. Cause its been a damn dumb of me to pick that course that i thought it would be okay. Didnt even bothered to even look into that course before I took it. How stupid of me. Look at me now. Lifeless as I am. Sinful as I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, Although you people said i didnt do anything wrong but I still think I did. What actually did I do?!!! I really dont get it. Why must you get angry because of that? Cant you just put that in the past and just move on? I know its hard. And Im truly truly sorry that I hurt you.! I dont wanna hate anyone. Please. Dont make me. &lt;br /&gt;Im heartbroken to see you like this. Tears are falling down. Eyes are getting wet. All I can do is hope. Hope needed in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-9090794509565807073?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/9090794509565807073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=9090794509565807073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/9090794509565807073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/9090794509565807073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-it-one-of-hills.html' title='Is it one of the hills'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-862180099589519398</id><published>2010-04-29T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:03:34.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The someone that I've met</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh.! You know what? I've met someone :) I met tons of people everyday, but this is so very different. The 1st time I saw her is when she was with her friends buying movie tickets. I look at her for at least 2 sec, thats all. Then I felt weird, cause she stole my heart in that 2 sec. Thats how good she is.! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; Went out with her a few times, and I enjoyed every moment of it even we didnt speak for a moment. I feel that she's a soft and a fragile person. Makes me wanna hold her in my arms forever. *wink!. Even if she doesnt like me I'll treat her as good as I can. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-862180099589519398?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/862180099589519398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=862180099589519398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/862180099589519398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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came to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Was there a time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They let us down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As we cried out loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On their shoulders,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Laughing together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Made us all happy mates,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Crying together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Made us stronger together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Living lives together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Made us understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sufferings we went through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All may come and go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;True friends never leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even seperated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All the times we spent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Will be cherished always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Blesses with joyful memories, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To reminiscense about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;25 years down the road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-4739967494984530783?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/4739967494984530783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=4739967494984530783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/4739967494984530783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Open your eyes Wider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtvhBxQQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PwtK6lbrGls/s1600-h/5575_215521015530_503535530_7918310_6758554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtvhBxQQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PwtK6lbrGls/s400/5575_215521015530_503535530_7918310_6758554_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656019471646978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtvO5v_rI/AAAAAAAAAZU/-GaljRAxeeI/s1600-h/5575_215520970530_503535530_7918302_1413217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtvO5v_rI/AAAAAAAAAZU/-GaljRAxeeI/s400/5575_215520970530_503535530_7918302_1413217_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656014606171826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtvM1NRkI/AAAAAAAAAZM/9BGIVqGUrXo/s1600-h/5575_215520965530_503535530_7918301_6039570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtvM1NRkI/AAAAAAAAAZM/9BGIVqGUrXo/s400/5575_215520965530_503535530_7918301_6039570_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656014050248258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Smhtu-ydhfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZXhJWlfUKbU/s1600-h/5575_215520955530_503535530_7918300_3976762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Smhtu-ydhfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZXhJWlfUKbU/s400/5575_215520955530_503535530_7918300_3976762_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656010280633842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtuZJdn_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/hxbdkymmfBA/s1600-h/5575_215520950530_503535530_7918299_7989042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtuZJdn_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/hxbdkymmfBA/s400/5575_215520950530_503535530_7918299_7989042_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656000176562162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA (: these pictures amuse me. Thanx to wonderful people with such great creativity skills!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-7338618215206973282?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/7338618215206973282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=7338618215206973282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7338618215206973282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7338618215206973282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-closely-open-your-eyes-wider.html' title='Look closely.. Open your eyes Wider'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SmhtvhBxQQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PwtK6lbrGls/s72-c/5575_215521015530_503535530_7918310_6758554_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-7187945511553193667</id><published>2009-07-09T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T05:05:12.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SlXasJAEt-I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hzPCiK4Zan8/s1600-h/Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SlXasJAEt-I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hzPCiK4Zan8/s400/Smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356427783692400610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dont feel like blogging about my week or day.&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;Saw this picture cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;I can always make you smile&lt;br /&gt;even when you're down&lt;br /&gt;even when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;even when you lose hope of something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making one smile its the happiest thing :)&lt;br /&gt;its wipes off the sadness and creates a cheerful moment~&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i would do now is put a smile on that sad face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be with you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-7187945511553193667?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/7187945511553193667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=7187945511553193667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7187945511553193667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7187945511553193667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile.html' title='Smile :)'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SlXasJAEt-I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hzPCiK4Zan8/s72-c/Smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-1309365567625578601</id><published>2009-07-05T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:47:41.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Greater Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SlCgmsBYDCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YlNluRN8S-g/s1600-h/boat_in_storm.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SlCgmsBYDCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YlNluRN8S-g/s400/boat_in_storm.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354956543455923234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Found this amazing true story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you ever need a reminder of how much God loves you and that He sacrificed His Son for you, this story will be a great reminder.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a few hymns, the pastor stood up and introduced a guest speaker.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With that, an elderly man stepped up to the pulpit to speak.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Three people boarded a boat : a father, his son and the son’s friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were sailing off the Pacific Coast,” he began.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Then a fast-approaching storm blocked any attempt to get back to shore.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The waves were so high that even though the father was an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright, and the three were swept off the boat and into the ocean”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The old man hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenagers who looked somewhat interested in his story.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He continued, “Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating decision of his life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Which boy should he throw the other end of the line to?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He only had seconds to make the decision.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The father knew that his son was a Christian, and he also knew that his son’s friend definitely was not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The agony of his decision could not be matched by the torrent of waves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the father yelled out, “I love you, son!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he threw the line to his son’s friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time he pulled the friend back to the capsized boat, his son had disappeared beyond the raging swells into the black of night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His body was never recovered”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By this time, the two teenagers were sitting straighter in the pew, waiting for the next words to come out of the old man’s mouth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“The father”, he continued, “knew his son would step into eternity with Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He could not bear the thought of his son’s friend stepping into an eternity in hell.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Therefore, he sacrificed his own son.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How great is the love of God that He should do the same for us”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With that, the old man turned and sat back down in his chair as silence filled the room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the service ended, the two teenagers were at the old man’s side.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“That was a nice story”, politely started one of the boys, “but I don’t think it was very realistic for a father to give up his son’s life in hope that the other boy would become a Christian”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Well, you’ve got a point there,” the old man replied, glancing down at his worn Bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A big smile broadened his narrow face, and he once again looked up at the boys and said, “It sure isn’t very realistic, is it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I’m standing here today to tell you that story gives me a glimpse of what it must have been like for God to give up His Son for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see…..I was the son’s friend to whom the father tossed a rescue line”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 18pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Imagine yourself being in the place of the father in this story and of our heavenly Father in the Bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How would you feel if you had to sacrifice your own child so that someone else could live?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-1309365567625578601?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/1309365567625578601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=1309365567625578601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1309365567625578601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1309365567625578601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-greater-love.html' title='No Greater Love'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SlCgmsBYDCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YlNluRN8S-g/s72-c/boat_in_storm.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-1264287120581298590</id><published>2009-07-03T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T03:16:46.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissapointment..</title><content type='html'>Im so dissapointed with myself&lt;br /&gt;Such a simple task given to me and i cant even do it with perfection&lt;br /&gt;I let so many people down and I let myself down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I like that? I bet you guys hate me now..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my mistakes. Everyone makes mistake, no one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And I hope you know that I'm waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-1264287120581298590?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/1264287120581298590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=1264287120581298590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1264287120581298590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1264287120581298590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/07/dissapointment.html' title='Dissapointment..'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-7186026267346840825</id><published>2009-06-29T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:02:28.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak up</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning around 5.30am. Got ready for college and left the house. Decided to plug in my headset to my latest phone and listen to the radio -.- AHAHA!! I know i don't have chunted phone like you guys so yeah.. Tune into Fly-Fm which is my most favorite station :)&lt;br /&gt;They were comparing the difference between a Male and a Female. Saying how great who can be. Which sex is better than which. For example: Guys can drive better than girls, Guys dominate most of the gaming events than girls ; for Girls : Girls can cook better than guys, girls have more patients than guys.. the list goes on and on..&lt;br /&gt;For me I don't really care who's better than who.. I think both sex Male and Female need each other most in this world. Male is the head in the family and the wife is there to support and help. Thats what i think. How about you? Do you think I'm right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whats behind smiles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what goes on behind a picture of smiley faces? Say if you see a picture of a couple happily hugging, you would automatically assume that they're happy being together. You wouldnt know if they had just fought and are just taking the picture grudgingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the same goes when one is with the company of a group of people. Everything looks fine on the surface, but each and every person in that group is oblivious as to what really happens behind the laughing facets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks are deceiving, that's the age-old phrase we've heard just about a trillion times, and i'm sure it bears much truth in it. Paying for mistakes is usually expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why, in my humble opinion, a heart to heart talk is important every once in a while. Find someone you trust enough to share your deepest darkest secrets, let that person into your life to account for the things you do. Let that someone scold you for being stupid, and be willing to take his/her advise to better yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some find that reflection time every half a year (or however often) helps, although I myself havent really gotten into that habit.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-7186026267346840825?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/7186026267346840825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=7186026267346840825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7186026267346840825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7186026267346840825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/speak-up.html' title='Speak up'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-2093002726423551629</id><published>2009-06-27T07:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:59:21.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak sneak sneak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sneak? haha! yesterday went to midvalley with some of my friends.. we wanted to watch transformers and we went in by the back door. Thats what they do all the time.. I was so scare of getting caught by the people there.. they keep telling me that when u enter GSC then its a ''safe zone''. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we went to room 4 and transformers already started. I went in then i saw it was so full then i quickly rush out coz theres no space and people will think that we're disturbing them.. lol. Then my friend follow me out and ask me to Chill.. ''Nick chill lar.. dont worry i found 2 seats liao'' =.= then we went in and we watch transformers for free!! hahaha!! that was so fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Movie was awesome and Megan Fox is so HAWT!! hahaha!! Gonna watch it one or two more times.. its FREAKING AWESOME MAN!!  there are so many more awesome movies coming out, and theres still so many movies i still haven watch yet.. haih.. college eat up most of the time.. sad case.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Should i be even thinking about that?&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i thinking of it every time i day dream?&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this will fade..&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/4278289053550187233-2093002726423551629?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/2093002726423551629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=2093002726423551629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/2093002726423551629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/2093002726423551629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/sneak-sneak-sneak_27.html' title='Sneak sneak sneak'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-6085026324257029017</id><published>2009-06-27T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:01:43.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak sneak sneak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-6085026324257029017?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/6085026324257029017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=6085026324257029017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/6085026324257029017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/6085026324257029017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/sneak-sneak-sneak.html' title='Sneak sneak sneak'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-7839959473559325977</id><published>2009-06-23T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:53:25.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars reminds us of the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kinda recovering from that incident that happen on the 18th of June. Its really so hard to believe that i lost everything. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Its so unusual to NOT OWN A PHONE, A WALLET, AND A BAG.&lt;/span&gt; I really felt so so sad that I lost all of my stuff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Why didn't i run? why didn't i try to fight back?! why?!why? WHY!?! ... sigh* sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Trying to get back to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Newer lifestyle" &lt;/span&gt;and its so so so very difficult. I try to go ask a few of my friends that own more than One Phone *Rich people* . Whether they can borrow me. Few days later I borrowed a LG Chocolate phone from my friend! It looks nice.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;BUT IS A PIECE OF S*** really cacat phone. Im kinda frustrated too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But this is all in the past right?! yeah of cause.. all there is left are just &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;Scars only can remind us of what happen before Its real! :) Thinking about the past really made me see how much I've grown and what I've become. &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/4278289053550187233-7839959473559325977?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/7839959473559325977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=7839959473559325977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7839959473559325977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7839959473559325977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/scars-reminds-us-of-past.html' title='Scars reminds us of the past'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-7583305690578890084</id><published>2009-06-21T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T05:22:38.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random random random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Sj4k4j1NloI/AAAAAAAAAV8/52B3wz8iYqc/s1600-h/5055_118515872817_644837817_2796431_6857368_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Sj4k4j1NloI/AAAAAAAAAV8/52B3wz8iYqc/s400/5055_118515872817_644837817_2796431_6857368_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349753961472431746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think think think.. what is this picture about? haha..&lt;br /&gt;Im in a mood where feeling emo is not a really got word to express my feelings now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to post random stuff.. its so funny and nice.. HAHAH!! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-7583305690578890084?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/7583305690578890084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=7583305690578890084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7583305690578890084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7583305690578890084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-random-random.html' title='Random random random...'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Sj4k4j1NloI/AAAAAAAAAV8/52B3wz8iYqc/s72-c/5055_118515872817_644837817_2796431_6857368_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-5365450488643249007</id><published>2009-06-17T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:06:19.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worse week of my life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Talking about bad and unlucky day. Yesterday was bad enough. But today!! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I got ROBED at the train station near my house. By 2 motocyclist. One with parang and the other one with a tazer!  which electricute my NECK! I lost about 500 Dollars and within it is my class fees.. how am i surpose to pay back that amount of cash!?!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like killing myself now. But that wont solve that fk*ng problem. Im so upsad and really really in a bad condition now. Im still shock about that incident and Im trying to figure it out a way to solve everything..&lt;br /&gt;If anyone of you are reading this.. dont laugh thats all.. xD&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;just&gt;&lt;/just&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;just&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/just&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-5365450488643249007?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/5365450488643249007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=5365450488643249007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/5365450488643249007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/5365450488643249007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/worse-week-of-my-life.html' title='Worse week of my life!'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-8349158386891567996</id><published>2009-06-17T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:56:10.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Came back from college, turn on my modem and computer..&lt;br /&gt;Didnt notice my modem&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KAPPUTT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;until my comp says that the internet wasnt connected.&lt;br /&gt;Cant go online then I did some revision then i went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The next morning I woke up at 7.30am! prepare for college then left the house at 8.&lt;br /&gt;waited for the bus from 8.10- 9.10am! There was no Bus at all.!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; is wrong with the goverment!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;FREAKING CORRUPTED  GOVERMENT!!&lt;/span&gt;.. Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Then i ask my dad to drop me to the KTM station. Reach there and bought my tickets after 15mins the made an anouncement!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;KERETA KTM SUDAH DIBATALKAN KERANA SUDAH ROSAK! *&lt;/span&gt;dalam malaysia apa-apa pun rosah pergi mati lar*&lt;br /&gt;Called my Dad again to pick me up and send me to Kl central. Took the LRT from there and by the time i reach college i was 45mins late.. Lecture starts at 10am. The teacher was looking for me but i wasnt there =.='' Yunni, Ee Rick and some other people sms me saying : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oii where are you? teacher is looking for you'' ! &lt;/span&gt;HA HA HA !!  The whole day at college was way below ok.. Finish my english class at 3.45pm.. during the class theres more chatting than discussion.. I love that english teacher! one of my favourite since I started college.. went to find Yunni in the library. She's all alone in the library doing her homework. Look so exhausted and tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;*sorry for dragging you into this tiring job as my assistant :) *&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went for that stupid briefing in college! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Blah blah blah.. &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/4278289053550187233-8349158386891567996?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/8349158386891567996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=8349158386891567996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/8349158386891567996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/8349158386891567996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-day_17.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-6893884457495720711</id><published>2009-06-17T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:29:03.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-6893884457495720711?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/6893884457495720711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=6893884457495720711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/6893884457495720711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/6893884457495720711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-1810851029036693788</id><published>2009-06-15T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:13:18.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dreams~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dreams~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dreams..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;This word keep on appearing in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT IS DREAM?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is it just a fantasy world we dream about?&lt;br /&gt;or is it just a nightmare? or is it just a empty dream? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Some of dream of that we can change the world someday..&lt;br /&gt;or even we dream about what we become in the future..&lt;br /&gt;Some of us even are afraid to have dream, because it scare us so much when we dream the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its something so devastating and horrible to dream about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i remember last time when i was so small that i dream about some monster in my dream.. i cry and run to my mom and dad and sleep with them.. kept on crying till i sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For me..  I want to dream!! because dreaming is something unique to me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to dream about something in the near future..&lt;br /&gt;or even the ones I love.&lt;br /&gt;Even sometimes i would even dream about Me being with someone(girlfriend).&lt;br /&gt;The worse part is I even dream about Me almost dieing in a accident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-1810851029036693788?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/1810851029036693788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=1810851029036693788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1810851029036693788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1810851029036693788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-939187649620236475</id><published>2009-06-11T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T02:52:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Truth =.='' (facebook)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Last beverage: Boh Tea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 2. Last phone call: Kelvin Cheah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 3. Last text message: Yit How =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 4. Last song you listened to: 98 degrees - My Everything :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 5. Last time you cried: Cant remember.. a very long long time ago.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. Dated someone twice: NO!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 7. Been cheated on: NO!! coz im smart?? @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted: Hahaa!! you guess lar.                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(the answer is no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 9. Lost someone special: Yeah damn right!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 10. Been depressed: Yup.. sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 11. Been drunk and threw u: Drunk yes.. threw NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;12. B L U E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 13. B L A C K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 14. W H I T E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;15. Made a new friend: ''A'' new friend YES! and alot more =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 16. Fallen out of love: Nope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 17. Laughed until you cried: Laugh till cried =.= so cacat.. of coz no lar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 18. Met someone who changed you: Yeah.. (want to know who)? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 19. Found out who your true friends were: Yeah.. bunch of losers thats all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 20. Found out someone was talking about you: Yeah.. it kinda suck.. backstabber ! ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: NOT YET!! Haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: 90%.. most of them lar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 23. How many kids do you want to have: the most 2 bah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 24. Do you have any pets: Yeah.. last time xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 25. Do you want to change your name: No way man! why would i =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 26. What did you do for your last birthday: Nothing.. no chance to celebrate with friends =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 27. What time did you wake up today: 7 a.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 28. What were you doing at midnight last night:  Msn, facebook and revisions :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: i cant wait for nothing?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother : 3rd of May 2001 :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: Not sure yet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 32. What are you listening to right now: Nikelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: NO? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 34. What's getting on your nerves right now: Hmmm nothing actually.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 35. Most visited webpage: Facebook, Blogsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;36. Whats your real name: Nicholas Tan Say King (not barney*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 37. Nicknames: Nick, Dick =.=, Oi, eh, Say king, noob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 38. Relationship Status: Not in a relationship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 39. Zodiac sign: Im not sure.. can someone tell me whats mine plzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 40. Male or female?: MALEE!!  apa ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 45. Long or short: Long? short? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;46. Height: 175cm :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 47. Do you have a crush on someone?: Yeah.. i guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 48. What do you like about yourself?: almost everything.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 49. Piercings: wanted to try.. someone bring me plzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 50. Tattoos: Nope but I wanted one, at the back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 51. Righty or lefty: Center! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;52. First surgery: Cant remember.. but is above my left eye.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 53. First piercing: No piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 54. First best friend: cant remember.. sad case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 55. First sport you joined: Football i guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 56. First vacation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 58. First pair of trainers: trainers? tak de lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;59. Eating: nothing to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 60. Drinking: Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 61. I'm about to: Blog - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 62. Listening to: Songs lar.. urghhh -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 63. Waiting on: the sky to drop =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;64. Want kids?: aboh =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 65. Get Married?: yea sure.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 66. Career?: Business Man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;67. Lips or eyes: HAHA!! Both.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 68. Hugs or kisses: Hugs AND Kisses =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 69. Shorter or taller:  Same hight? slightly shorter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 70. Older or Younger: Young i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 71. Romantic or spontaneous: Spontaneous and romantic.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 72. Nice stomach or nice arms: stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 73. Sensitive or loud: Both also not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 75. Trouble maker or hesitant: Hesitant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;76. Kissed a stranger: NO! only play boy does that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 77. Drank hard liquor: Yeap.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 78. Lost glasses/contacts: Yeah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 79. Sex on first date: Zzzz.. wtf =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 80. Broken someone's heart: Not sure.. i dont even know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 82. Been arrested: No.. Me good boy la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 83. Turned someone down: Yeah and I feel bad about it thou..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 84. Cried when someone died: Of coz lar!! who dont cry I will kill him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; 85. Fallen for a friend?: Yeah.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;86. Yourself: Yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;87. Miracles: Yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 88. Love at first sight: Sometimes! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 89. Heaven: Sure.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 90. Santa Claus: No.. hate santa.. trouble maker.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 91. Kiss on the first date: Probably.. HEHE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 92. Angels: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 95. Did you sing today?: Yes.. love to sing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 96. Ever cheated on somebody?: Nope..never in my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: 9 Years old.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; 99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: I am. But I don't want to be.. Are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-939187649620236475?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/939187649620236475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=939187649620236475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/939187649620236475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/939187649620236475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/100-truth-facebook.html' title='100 Truth =.=&apos;&apos; (facebook)'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-5098695581530502300</id><published>2009-06-10T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:02:35.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Si_KzdoVJhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mh8FsK_3wqA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Si_KzdoVJhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mh8FsK_3wqA/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345714268187993618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;TRANSFORMERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The movie we've all been waiting for! I just cant wait to watch this movie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-5098695581530502300?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/5098695581530502300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=5098695581530502300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/5098695581530502300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/5098695581530502300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-weve-all-been-waiting-for-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Si_KzdoVJhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mh8FsK_3wqA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-1103707124973466453</id><published>2009-06-08T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T04:32:15.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey guys.. Ya i know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;its been so so so so long since I last blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHA!! Im just gonna go through what happen in these pass few months very very quickly.. :D&lt;br /&gt;April.. wanted to go to Singapore and study.. but at the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;TAK JADI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; :D  Its not really a sad thing that im not going.. but at the moment when I decided to go, I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;LETS DO IT!! SINGAPORE HERE I COME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I made some of my friends cry because Im leaving.. at the end Im still here!! HAHAHA! Sorry guys.. I think thats all for April :D&lt;br /&gt;MAY!! Best month i guess!! started college in TARC.. its a awesome college.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I've made myself COURSE REPRESENTITIVE OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;sooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt; sooo cooooollll!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Weeeeee =D Met some friends.. girls and guys.. they're kinda ''friendly'' though. But most importantly i met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.. ERmm...hmm.. Oh yea!! on the 28th I went to Sabah with my church for a mission trip and its AWESOME!! I love Sabah now :D The people there are super duper friendly. There are some ups and downs but overall its Cool!&lt;br /&gt;June! Having fun in college and Im so sooo tired sigh* But most importantly is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I PASS MY DRIVING TEST!! YEEPEE! HAHAHA!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-1103707124973466453?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/1103707124973466453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=1103707124973466453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1103707124973466453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1103707124973466453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging.html' title='Blogging!'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-1270169345389079487</id><published>2009-03-26T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:53:02.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING!</title><content type='html'>Life just get more and more boring each day.. WHAT TO DO??!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-1270169345389079487?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/1270169345389079487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=1270169345389079487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1270169345389079487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/1270169345389079487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring.html' title='BORING!'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-7989643327959850111</id><published>2009-03-23T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:34:41.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Scedqz82uFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SaAeU2VbgyY/s1600-h/2562_1128748818154_1210213405_30383515_2701961_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Scedqz82uFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SaAeU2VbgyY/s400/2562_1128748818154_1210213405_30383515_2701961_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316391243959679058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im gonna miss all of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-7989643327959850111?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/7989643327959850111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=7989643327959850111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7989643327959850111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/7989643327959850111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/03/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Scedqz82uFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SaAeU2VbgyY/s72-c/2562_1128748818154_1210213405_30383515_2701961_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-3597878232877768544</id><published>2009-03-11T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T06:36:27.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Sbe8e7iEZQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/570oVjVcw4I/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Sbe8e7iEZQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/570oVjVcw4I/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311921525069473026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Sbe8JL6CCuI/AAAAAAAAAVA/GW7hfJrx3h4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;Some things are unpredictable. Leaving it alone sounds stupid; the other way around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The guys and some of the gals went to Midvalley to lepak. It was kinda fun thou and im still having that pain, its annoying and its suffering. Gonna go get my SPM results tomorrow ;p DONT ASK ME PLEASE!!  College life is gonna start soon...so yeah.. GOOD BYEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-3597878232877768544?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/3597878232877768544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=3597878232877768544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3597878232877768544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3597878232877768544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/Sbe8e7iEZQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/570oVjVcw4I/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-3893386569290738765</id><published>2009-03-09T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:19:29.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;After taking those medications i thought that I'll be fine again. But the pain is still there.. :( Not everything can be cured by meds. Sometimes I just have to put a little more faith in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So yeah :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Now that the pain is still there not sure that i can go for basketball. :( But but im gonna try it hahaa!! i might die if the pain comes back ^.^  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-3893386569290738765?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/3893386569290738765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=3893386569290738765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3893386569290738765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3893386569290738765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/03/have-faith.html' title='Have faith'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-3719041372503339878</id><published>2009-03-05T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:06:07.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New chapter of my life</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. its been so long since i last blog. Now that I've done with my work and and umm.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I GOT MY PAY!!&lt;/span&gt; Ermm.. There is so much things to do now.. gotta go take &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;my car and bike license&lt;/span&gt;.. yeah i know.. you're thinking why is this guy doesnt have his license yet right? hahhaa! OOh! i forgot.. im getting a new phone as well :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-3719041372503339878?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/3719041372503339878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=3719041372503339878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3719041372503339878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3719041372503339878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-chapter-of-my-life.html' title='New chapter of my life'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4278289053550187233.post-3396469179896429262</id><published>2009-03-05T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:01:03.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better things are yet to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SbCDrm1UhAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Updm0KdkP3M/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SbCDrm1UhAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Updm0KdkP3M/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888745851618306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4278289053550187233-3396469179896429262?l=lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/feeds/3396469179896429262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4278289053550187233&amp;postID=3396469179896429262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3396469179896429262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4278289053550187233/posts/default/3396469179896429262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetoplaydrumm.blogspot.com/2009/03/better-things-are-yet-to-come.html' title='Better things are yet to come'/><author><name>Justdoit.blogspot.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SltEALKfYFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zwkm-yfq4fs/S220/5096_112488674713_590344713_2729402_1234668_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9g8tXGqZp8/SbCDrm1UhAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Updm0KdkP3M/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
