<?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-6764721</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:29:40.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erase The Enemy!</title><subtitle type='html'>Enter At your Own Risk.. As HeLL is Waiting For You Behind The Door..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-112450290953958166</id><published>2005-08-20T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T09:55:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah people. im not using this blog anymore. for those of u who are still visiting, i mean, if ever, or still any, i dont think there would be, akha! i've moved. to a shared blog. soulrodeo.blogspot.com yes. up to u guys to link me back anot. so dats all. cheers~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-112450290953958166?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/112450290953958166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/112450290953958166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/08/yeah-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111745624333104009</id><published>2005-05-30T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T20:30:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh g0sh? h0w c0me there's n0 title?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111745624333104009?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111745624333104009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111745624333104009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-g0sh-h0w-c0me-theres-n0-title.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111737984749929761</id><published>2005-05-29T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T23:17:27.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;mISTAken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have my nap just now with tears and dreaming of you in the background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111737984749929761?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111737984749929761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111737984749929761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/mistaken-went-to-have-my-nap-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111713656587824788</id><published>2005-05-27T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T03:42:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Idiot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im fucked up with myself. lookin back at all the pix.. im so jealous of my long hair. its fuckin nice i hafta admit. now its like shit. crap. damn.. fuck. fuck fuck fuck. blasphemy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111713656587824788?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111713656587824788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111713656587824788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/idiot-arrgghhhhhh-im-fucked-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111710020839054837</id><published>2005-05-26T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T17:36:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;24 hours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely has been hollow for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111710020839054837?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111710020839054837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111710020839054837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/24-hours-definitely-has-been-hollow.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111704004241003438</id><published>2005-05-26T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:54:02.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;brr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgettin, fergie of b.e.p, elizabeth tyler and isya.. akha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111704004241003438?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111704004241003438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111704004241003438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/brr-not-forgettin-fergie-of-b.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111702636476630962</id><published>2005-05-25T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:06:04.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paarty!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like gwen stefani alot. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111702636476630962?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111702636476630962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111702636476630962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/paarty-i-like-gwen-stefani-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111695093013144090</id><published>2005-05-25T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:08:50.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Back to Square One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i can figure it out. disappointed. i tot she cud make u happy again, after wat u have been thru. well, just to say, strengthen ur faith. bad things comes ferst, happy things WILL come ur way. i assure u. dont phunk with his heart anymore. tch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to ikea with her. walk2 around. look at stuffs. quite a sight. as always this dusty eyes always look at town stuffs. its ony dusty when alone. but when another pair of special eyes made the connection, its dust wipes off. ;) akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying off with the firebolt. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111695093013144090?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111695093013144090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111695093013144090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-to-square-one-well.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111685613945700276</id><published>2005-05-23T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T21:48:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. stayed home the whole of today. read the book till finish aready. *phEw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i ate spring chicken again. for the past 2 days. i felt springy myself.. hmm. maybe turning into a spring chicken perhaps? akha! i just lov eating chickens. oOops. shudnt revealed dat. coz maybe anyone who doesnt like me may poison me with chickens. brr.. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah dats all. *curTsy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111685613945700276?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111685613945700276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111685613945700276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111666467513020123</id><published>2005-05-21T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T16:37:55.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;New Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. just to say, im bored. and i trimmed my hair. so its no longer long. sowie. i know u like my long hair. but it will grow back. lets view the joy of watching it grow back kay? kay dats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111666467513020123?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111666467513020123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111666467513020123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-image-oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111666448632524682</id><published>2005-05-21T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T16:34:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thoughts Of A Dying Athiest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really really sad. read ur blog. not ony 1, but 2 of them went away for another. and i thought we could proceed. and i thought we would go far. but nonetheless, just a dream. maybe they find joy in their new careers, good luck. whatever it is, u guys will have my support. guess they wont be enthu about tomoro session either. but ony god knows. if they wanna try new stuffs. ok. i dont mind. sheesh. i dont control their lives. i did my part. they did their part. ony they wanted more. and they got it. aite. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am missing her so. hope she's doing fine over there. it's not dat i don wanna go. i would lov to. kind of sad and guilty when u said dat abang shukor was there. well, its ok. i cant make it anyway. don wanna hold the rest up. so just be home safely so i can have u back in my arms. by my side. like u always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's been cool lately. went home from werk, the rain was mad! i cant even see wats outside of the train. all i saw was rain rain rain. and just white shadows. scary. been imagining myself to be at the centre of a field and hard rain just punching me. kind of a good massage therapy also aye? akha. so.. the rain has stopped. aww.. i just wanted to enjoy myself with the cool wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wat else is there to share aye? hope this entry would somehow amuse u guys. dont think anyone ever read my blog anymore. by the lack of update and all. not a surprise.. anyway if there's no visitor, i wont mind. coz i know, she will aLLLLways check out for updates. just like she used to. lov her lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : *kiSseS and huGs from me to u*&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S : Cheers~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111666448632524682?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111666448632524682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111666448632524682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/thoughts-of-dying-athiest-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111658100357548051</id><published>2005-05-20T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T17:23:23.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>turn down request.&lt;br /&gt;fear coming back.&lt;br /&gt;down back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;awkardness.&lt;br /&gt;something to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;will never understand.&lt;br /&gt;i mean never.&lt;br /&gt;the system.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111658100357548051?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111658100357548051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111658100357548051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/turn-down-request.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111643597795832961</id><published>2005-05-19T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T01:06:17.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a date with baby just now. so long neve date seh.. very happy. went for job hunting. hope to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very proud of myself. for 2 days i dint really try to fight back when she's angry. yes.. its stoopid. but its hard. for me. and i did it. yey yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. i have nothing more. cheers~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111643597795832961?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111643597795832961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111643597795832961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/had-date-with-baby-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111638507098136465</id><published>2005-05-18T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T10:57:50.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>but yesterdae was a fun dae aye? haha~* tt m0rning thing was s0 funny.i feel stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111638507098136465?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111638507098136465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111638507098136465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/but-yesterdae-was-fun-dae-aye-haha-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111629132624228452</id><published>2005-05-17T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T09:06:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*yaWn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up early today. was supposed to have a massage therapy but was cancelled due to unforseen circumstances. but its ok. my head and body is not collaborating. i can feel the lazy veins trying to scream for attention. screaming to be flattened. screaming for u at 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so been running out of cash again. so normal of me. not to have enough cash. since skewl gonna start soon, i cant say dat im goin to find a job now. its so hard for me. seeing people having an easy life. and furthermore i dont own a hp now. nemind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think im gonna head back to my bed. my head is heavy aready. so.. morning readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..bongli bongli bonglee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111629132624228452?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111629132624228452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111629132624228452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/yawn-up-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111626216151373810</id><published>2005-05-17T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T00:49:57.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO SINGAPORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111626216151373810?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111626216151373810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111626216151373810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111582668137740142</id><published>2005-05-11T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T23:51:21.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went swimming. fun2. with my bros and the powerpuff sistas. had alot of fun for the past few days. haiya.. tired2. kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111582668137740142?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111582668137740142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111582668137740142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-swimming.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111574993501951466</id><published>2005-05-11T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T02:32:15.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>warh.. neve really celebrated berday for so long.. and im quite happy dat baby and frens celebrated with me. tanx to all those who were there. even tho not quite alot of people but i was happy. and most of all, i lov baby's present to me. it really meant alot. even tho u may say it's d.i.y or wat, but it was really nice. we had dinner at coffee bean, been a long time since i ate there. and we had fun. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, something is wrong with my room? wat the heck. nemind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is, i celebrated my berday and my annivesary together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111574993501951466?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111574993501951466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111574993501951466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/warh.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111512267570520878</id><published>2005-05-03T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:37:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my baby's cookin and cant get enough of it. Like i cant get enough of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm missin my best bro too. Nemind bro.. we understand.. i mean we're all short of cash. been stayin home alot also.. we dint think u buih us la.. dont worry. we just want u to be happy.. and to take care of urself aite. we will slack again, dont worry. (doesnt sound too gayish rite?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akha. dats all la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111512267570520878?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111512267570520878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111512267570520878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-my-babys-cookin-and-cant-get.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111491683500112271</id><published>2005-05-01T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T11:07:15.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slow Heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddened. Ur the one i wanted to confide in to, from morning. My happy mood, spoilt. Its ok. Have fun jamming later kay. Just take care. Am gonna be busy me self. So yeah. Dats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111491683500112271?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111491683500112271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111491683500112271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/05/slow-heartbeat.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111483007976599872</id><published>2005-04-30T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T11:01:19.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somerset MRT Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. wat a morning. welly welly welly well.. waited for nothing. im not mad or wat ah.. but we shud meet ferst rite.. but in the end i know ur aready gone.. with them. 815 on the spot im there. an hour of waiting, saw alot of people. going to werk.. for revamp watever.. dats yanty by the way.. akha! anyway don worry, just a small misunderstanding. im not feeling well also. been sneezing and sneezing. so nemind, dont have the mood to go to werk also. tot of meeting her up for breakfast, but she dint want to coz she's gonna have something on later. i dont mind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cud have called people up. but i just don wanna break my precious $10. in the end, im tired of waiting, so had to go to 7-11 to break my $10. *sob sob..* bought me self a nescafe. it taste like coffee. oh shit.. it is coffee. my brain's not werkin perfectly. took the bus home. and the driver was superb! fantastic! he drive the bus as if he drove a tricycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIE(Jurong) to BKE (Woodlands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all, i counted 43 motorcycles, 87 cars and 21 lorries and heavy vehicles on the expressway. i can even do mental sums on cars license plate when they pass by. see how fast the bus goes. aint it fast like F1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i saw an off service bus driver, shaving his moustache while driving. kewl huh? killing 2 birds with 1 stone. sambil menyelam sambil minum air. so to those who wanna try, shud get a harley davidson and shave ur armpit hairs for a start. it shud be kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 190 i took, it's so damn cold, i was thinking im gonna be mummified. i became so numb, and my brain was singing numb by linkin park. i mean wat the hell. i dont like linkin park. akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at motorcycles, i envy the riders. they can go so fast.. i just cant wait for my turn to be on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukit Panjang To Choa Chu Kang Interchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people started to board the bus. and im cold. with my dopey eyes, people thought im a psycho. coz i cudnt keep still while sitting down. i kept moving my legs, rest my head on the front seat, and i kept wearing and taking off my cap. alighting from the bus, i was so fresh! it was warm. god save me. and i walked thru interchange senget. from left i walked to the right and i bumped into a wall. can u believe it. bedek aready ah. i dint bumped into a wall. but i did walked senget. my brain aready senget liao. taking 302 was a breeze. inside the bus i was thinking of the old times, where cck interchange was full of sbs, before it was taken over by transitlink. or was it trans island? during sbs times, there were double decks.. i miss those double decks. being replaced by bendys now. and last time, the sbs driver of 302 ran over a curb. and i was inside the bus. cant forget dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Tee blk 668 #02-283&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in front of the comp. hungry. but i wanna sleep. wanted to rest. got a long day ahead. baby thinking bout yesterday's conversation made me smile throughout. im so happy dat we can talk. its not dat we're mute or wat, but sometimes when we're on the phone, either we argue or one of us slept. i mean, u slept. akha! sowie. miss those times where we talked till time is up. 7 am. sometimes overshort by 10 mins, or 3 mins. then we continued talking. u using ur home phone. wow.. but im happy dat we actually talked yesterday. after for so long.. kay kay enough. wat else.. hmm. yeah. schit. i forgot. nemind. so long since i blogged a long entry. hope u guys enjoyed reading it. dats all i think. going to call her.. coz im missing her aready.. kay wait for the next one kay? if i ever blogged like this again.. akha. and keep the tagboard running la people. it's not moving. i mean it moves la.. but nemind la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROGER AND OUT, OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG BANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im being shot..)&lt;br /&gt;to be continue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111483007976599872?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111483007976599872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111483007976599872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/04/morning-madness.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111462181306623472</id><published>2005-04-28T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T01:10:13.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a fuckin trojan on my comp. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, im disappointed. U dint answer my call. I know ur very2 upset. But wat am i here for? I wonder.. Am i really important to u? Its not rite of him to say dat to u, even if he has the higher authority. Watever u say bout urself, its all untrue. ITS ALL UNTRUE. U are always degrading urself. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watever it is, i just want u to know, i am loving u for who u are. And i still do lov u. Bear dat in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111462181306623472?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111462181306623472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111462181306623472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-have-fuckin-trojan-on-my-comp.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111453620282416086</id><published>2005-04-27T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T01:23:22.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost. Emotions took control of me. i cant control it. Baby im sowie. i dint mean to hurt u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant accept the fact dat someone else is going to grow closer to u. i can see it. i know. if watever he said is true, why would he wanna bring u ard to ride with his lads instead of his gf. i just cant take it. i know, when u talked about him, i always kept quiet. coz i don wanna vent my anger on u. dats why im betta off quiet. i want u to confide in me.. but i reacted this way. i just dunno wat to do. i cant control my emotions.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard to get u.. and when i succeed, i wouldnt want anyone to grow closer to u. i dont mind the ones who we're aready close to, like arie and the rest. coz i trust them. the people whom i dunno, i would feel very insecure. dat is why i reacted this way. maybe u wanted to make a lot of frens.. but most of the time, they get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just paranoid after all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111453620282416086?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111453620282416086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111453620282416086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111411029780961008</id><published>2005-04-22T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T03:04:57.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been awhile.. since i really blog. HEy people, dont get mad at me.. Im just oh-so-lazy to go to blogger. My life's kind of the same actually. And just to tell u guys i am broke. I cant spend like i used to. When im loaded with money.. aww. Fuck. Shud have save all the money and spend it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im no longer somone who is alone now. I have my baby by my side. Always. Doesnt mean dat i have to give her alot of testis at frenster, or blog about her everyday, to show dat i love her. Affections shown over the internet, to me seems so unreal. You can lets say, chat and say i love u a hundred of times to the ones u love, but does he/she know dat in fact u actually are flirting ard with others on the net? You just say all of this to show to people. Well one thing is good dat u are proud of whoever u r with. But sometimes, you do all this just to let the person read and think , "aww.. he/she loves me.. always blog about me/send me testis." Dat is why, i dont really blog about her or send her a lot of testis. Face-to-face compliments are better off. Dats wat i think tho. Watever i said, doesnt mean dat its wrong. Im just bored ok. And i have flu. Kept on sneezing. Maybe my brain cant bring out the right message i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappin crappin crappin.. Bored la. Baby wake up. My neck is painful. Been holding on the phone from 1am. She's sleeping soundly tho. Nemind.. Let her have her rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......................... argh. Play game la. Oh yeah. I lost my hp. So dont even bother textin me on my hp kay. Just wastin ur 5cents. Whoever gets my hp, lucky s.o.b. Got pix of my beautiful baby. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111411029780961008?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111411029780961008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111411029780961008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/04/been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111306832102181740</id><published>2005-04-10T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T01:38:41.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;baby..&lt;br /&gt;happy anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;i l0ve y0u.&lt;br /&gt;very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;autumn~*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111306832102181740?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111306832102181740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111306832102181740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/04/baby.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111262801385074666</id><published>2005-04-04T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:20:13.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodnight to you.&lt;br /&gt;treasure every moment.&lt;br /&gt;every second you're ard.&lt;br /&gt;loving you..seems so hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets make more music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not ask for more too~* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111262801385074666?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111262801385074666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111262801385074666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/04/goodnight-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111259276978930537</id><published>2005-04-04T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T13:32:49.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dopenation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thoughts Of A Dying Atheist.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an idiot i am..yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111259276978930537?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111259276978930537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111259276978930537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/04/thoughts-of-dying-atheist.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111225065850029095</id><published>2005-03-31T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T14:30:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am very glad to have an understanding and loving girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish for anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111225065850029095?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111225065850029095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111225065850029095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-very-glad-to-have-understanding.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111151966591934996</id><published>2005-03-23T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T03:27:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes. Life. All walks of life. People. Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened. Everyone is changing. Good friends not talkin to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People looking up to others who are considered cool, and ignoring others who in their eyes are "uncool".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends not mixing due to unresolved situations and problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, alot mentioned above, most of us would have went through it once. I don't know, it happened to me now, and i don't wanna make this big so i think i will stop it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed the last train just now. And.. yeah stuffs happened. Luckily royo was there to kind of help out. Im glad. Royo has been there for so many things. He's one person which i would not forget. Anyway tanx to baby and yayan, for the thoughts and concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing else to say.. So i would just wana shout this to you guys, cherish your friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111151966591934996?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111151966591934996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111151966591934996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/03/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-111113171259032349</id><published>2005-03-18T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T15:41:52.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got the postin. So.. Im enterin simei next month. Shit. It's too early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-111113171259032349?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111113171259032349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/111113171259032349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/03/got-postin.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110972172161603757</id><published>2005-03-02T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T08:02:01.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im an utter disappointment. Baby if ur readin this, forgive me. Coz i disappoint u alot these past few days. I really did. And im disappointed in myself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110972172161603757?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110972172161603757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110972172161603757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-utter-disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110938014364279132</id><published>2005-02-26T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T09:09:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ola chikanosssssssss! Its been so long since i've update this crappy blog of mine. Well, not dat i din't want to update but, everything which happens, is so long in words dat i think cant fit right in here. So, i've got terminated from werk. Gotta find a new werk soon so my income is still running.If not, it's gonna suck dry low man. Akha! Yeah, wats up with fajar mods rises? Brr.. No comments. And bout my mates, i dunno whether not hanging out with them for long makes me feel inferior or anything. It took me time to get back to wat i used to be with them. Hmm.. Ponders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught white noise yesterday. The midnight showww...... Oh oOo oh oh oh.. been catching a lot of movies lately. Not lot, just 3 i guess? But betta. Coz i missed watchin movies. I used to do dat when i was a junior in secondary skewl. Always catchin the latest shows. And after dat, i'm too busy for movies. So, it's nice to be back in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are goin well with my autuMn. Hope there's no more probs comin. Coz it will be back to square one. Akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting my results on monday. Wish me all the best coz i need it lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just realized my blog has hit more than a 1000 visitors? Dint know anyone would read this crap. Akha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. i think i have nothing else to say. Feel kinda drowsy now. Wanted to crash. So people, if u ever have anything, werk dat fingers and text me aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110938014364279132?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110938014364279132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110938014364279132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/02/ola-chikanosssssssss-its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110641749019874895</id><published>2005-01-23T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T02:11:30.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If ur jealous, might as well u be with him. I wont stand in both ur ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110641749019874895?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110641749019874895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110641749019874895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/01/if-ur-jealous-might-as-well-u-be-with.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110568182644298719</id><published>2005-01-13T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T18:49:20.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby, i mish u 2. thnx sh0 muchie f0r spendin tt few h0urs wit me. l0rve bein in y0ur arms. really.thnx al0t.M0ooAckz~ l0rve ya~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110568182644298719?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110568182644298719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110568182644298719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/01/baby-i-mish-u-2.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110548562546187378</id><published>2005-01-12T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T07:20:25.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Alot of kewl shits happen today. Bad and good. Miss the last bus. Had to walk from town to yew tee. Fuck. Damn tired. Saw someone got caught by the police for smuggling in cartons of ciggies and driving without license i think? Coz he ran out of the car. And we're being questioned coz the policemen think we're the culprit. Akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today. I saw things. Things which aren't suppose to be seen with the naked eye. Supernatural forces. Damn scary. Im not joking. I dunno why. I just don wanna think bout it. It sent me shivers again. Yesterday, it was at east coast. While cycling back to bedok, me and aza saw like a jungle which aren't suppose to be there. And i saw it. Shit. I don wanna even think bout it. And today, while walkin home, sharul says something like " aku tanak tengok atas ah" and i look up, being the degil me. And i saw something at the tree, waving to me. And i kept quiet. Wan saw me being diff. And he understands. And sharul, felt someone tugging at his leg somewhere later. Shit. Wat the hell is happening to us now. Damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Baby, i miss u. Sowie for not being able to fetch u. I just came back. Luv u. Muackx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110548562546187378?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110548562546187378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110548562546187378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110508801824736110</id><published>2005-01-07T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T16:53:38.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"y0u d0nt have t0 think ab0ut anything at all.n0 decisi0n t0 make t0 damage y0ur brain cells.i kn0w y0ur answer.y0u're leaving.y0u're g0na leave me i kn0w"  .'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said:&lt;br /&gt;"it's not that I don’t love you anymore, but it would be so much more accurate to say I didn’t love you in the first place,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110508801824736110?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110508801824736110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110508801824736110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/01/y0u-d0nt-have-t0-think-ab0ut-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110486107207923787</id><published>2005-01-05T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T03:05:48.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All this while, the light has been shining&lt;br /&gt;But it's always been blocked by the waves of emotions&lt;br /&gt;Too blind, too bright till you can't open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And not see what's in store for you&lt;br /&gt;Been challenging fate, that's what you like&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, you always lose out&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to fight for your rights&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to break a heart&lt;br /&gt;Rather be hurt, than hurt people&lt;br /&gt;The philosophy you've been holdin on to all this while&lt;br /&gt;It's like fantasy, when we're together&lt;br /&gt;But snap back, get back to reality&lt;br /&gt;Face it&lt;br /&gt;The sky been's clear all this while&lt;br /&gt;But now it's always dark&lt;br /&gt;It parts, and rain falls on you&lt;br /&gt;It's too heavy to hold on anymore&lt;br /&gt;And no umbrella nor raincoat can shelter you&lt;br /&gt;Coz mother nature has taken over&lt;br /&gt;And so.. It will go on again.. Till time tells&lt;br /&gt;You're holding on all this while&lt;br /&gt;But how much longer can you take?&lt;br /&gt;How much pain do you want to suffer?&lt;br /&gt;The easy way out is to pack and go&lt;br /&gt;But still.. you're holding on&lt;br /&gt;Coz you know, the lies, are nothing better than what the truth holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110486107207923787?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110486107207923787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110486107207923787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/01/all-this-while-light-has-been-shining.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110482308120106192</id><published>2005-01-04T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T01:56:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't believe y0u ask me tt. uffcus i d0nt believe in fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h0gged 0n d f0n..f0r several h0urs.kay.c0nversati0n started at ard 0ne tis m0rning.till abt an h0ur ag0.kay c0ol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, d0 y0u l0ve me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110482308120106192?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110482308120106192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110482308120106192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2005/01/cant-believe-y0u-ask-me-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110447530243560511</id><published>2004-12-31T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T14:41:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You might be just what I need&lt;br /&gt;No I would not change a thing&lt;br /&gt;Been dreaming of this so long&lt;br /&gt;But we only exist in this song:_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110447530243560511?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110447530243560511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110447530243560511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-might-be-just-what-i-need-no-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110439702710854782</id><published>2004-12-30T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T16:57:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I can't take it anymore. When I'm with you, I feel like I'm nothing. I feel like I'm nothing. Because when I start to, it just reminds me that I'm not good enough."&lt;br /&gt;[Pacey, "Dawson's Creek" - Season 4 - "Promicide"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still LOVE u baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110439702710854782?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110439702710854782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110439702710854782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-cant-take-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110438810679720581</id><published>2004-12-30T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T14:33:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w0uld y0u be &lt;strong&gt;depressed&lt;/strong&gt;.if i attend tt wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 0nly as a &lt;strong&gt;gues&lt;/strong&gt;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an &lt;strong&gt;*unfaithful bride_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;draped in dress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;threads 0f my regrets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110438810679720581?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110438810679720581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110438810679720581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/w0uld-y0u-be-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110425609898731716</id><published>2004-12-29T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T01:48:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's too late now.. and i'm foolin myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110425609898731716?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110425609898731716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110425609898731716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-too-late-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110393336047658098</id><published>2004-12-25T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T08:21:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Town's a mess .. and so am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110393336047658098?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110393336047658098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110393336047658098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/towns-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110347701251344165</id><published>2004-12-20T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T01:24:04.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there's n0thing else t0o sae..yes.tt's why..he's n0t bl0ggin nem0re.we went t0 t0wn jz n0w.i mean..we were in t0wn jz n0w.wan, arie, fad, rayza, azar (went h0me aredy), dan, evisu..and yaya.haix.like usual we left early n had t0 wait f0r an0thr 12 mins.tuik.the m0ons beautiful. hmm..sundae's g0na be a slam.ferst..i'll propose..t0 rayza.f0r him t0 get up early...sh0..can spent quality time wid them.yesh..surely.they'll heed wad i ask f0r..c0s i l0ve them.hur* he was 0key.his girlfriend suck...c0z she was asking abt me n t0pMan...eh..dis is n0t my bl0g.daaA~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..wh0ever wana tag al0ng.call rayza kae? f0r reservati0n.mUacQxX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110347701251344165?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110347701251344165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110347701251344165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/theres-n0thing-else-t0o-sae.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110278792140807719</id><published>2004-12-12T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T02:02:14.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;s0 here it g0es.n0t rayza.just d0in a little update f0r this lad.hur*he's been 0ut the wh0le wk.t0 t0wn.t0 azar's plc.den t0 wan's plc.den t0wn.then jamm.bz b0y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;life's been damaging.till there's n0thing t0 bl0g abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ppl wh0 left are c0min right back.i d0n't all0w it..simply bec0z i am a terrible pers0n.hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's up t0 him t0 decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;h0wever it b0thered him.c0z.he t0t a l0t.nemind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;train ride was scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;s0 just n0w.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;slack in t0wn...den.went h0me..train ride was fuct.st0opid mats.smelly b0oze..stink y0u*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh..s0.tt grrl's back again.i bet she had s0mething in mind.d sudden m0ve made.g0t intenti0n..just unsaid.unt0ld.trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110278792140807719?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110278792140807719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110278792140807719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/s0-here-it-g0es.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110236119861707814</id><published>2004-12-07T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T03:26:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aww.. I didnt manage to catch bushmen last performance. Totally forget bout it.. damn. Nemind.. Jah jah jah Rastafarai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110236119861707814?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110236119861707814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110236119861707814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/12/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110123169321836499</id><published>2004-11-24T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T12:36:50.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Told ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                               And im sowie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110123169321836499?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110123169321836499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110123169321836499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/11/told-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110062622848310976</id><published>2004-11-17T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T01:30:28.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A bad day. A very bad day. Start off in a bad mood. End off in a bad mood. To add milk to the milo, my mom says dat the reason im not growin fatter is coz of smokin. Heck.. the fat people who smokes, are they growin thin then? Wat a theory. And to add ice to the milo, i don even know wats happenin to yew tee nowadays. Just when im about to study, there's sound of like gunshots. Maybe people playin like firecrackers? But fuck you! Use ur blardy brains! Who plays dat type of shits at 12 am?! Piss me off. Argh! Dont let me take out my gun and shoot u all! Argh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cheers for today. Fuck you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110062622848310976?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110062622848310976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110062622848310976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/11/bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110059143834986056</id><published>2004-11-16T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T15:50:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year raya.. Im not so in the mood. Aint know why. Not joinin my aunties crappiness., my kuzzins kecohing and my uncles talks. Heck.. My aunties even mess my hair and play with it, touch my eyebrows and eyes. Dunno wats so amusing to them. Every year its like dat. I just let them do wat they want. As long as they are happy. Akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i wanna cut my hair. I don care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.. dats it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110059143834986056?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110059143834986056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110059143834986056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-year-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-110028860213990965</id><published>2004-11-13T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T03:43:22.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oOo.. tiring day. Geylang was hot. As in the weather ah. I dunno wat else to post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*U choose how it's gonna happen, not let others choose for u.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-110028860213990965?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110028860213990965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/110028860213990965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/11/ooo.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109977004807993549</id><published>2004-11-07T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T04:05:12.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out yesterday and today. Had a lot of fun laughin my ass off. Im lazy to blog out wat really happened. U wan to know, chill with us. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met rusdi, the A.W.O.L guy. Yeah the guy. Dat mod guy. He tegor me at suntec, then chat for a while ah. Tak sangke he recognize me. Kay den went on a mission to find someone who is suddenly lost. Search and search. Till info comes. The someone at esplanade. Then head there. Then got alot of things ah. Lazy to type also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really regretted doin it just now. I squeeze both the pimples. Now i look ugly. I wanna stay at home. Don wanna go out. EeeeEEee.. like gegrrl. Akha! Jokin ony liao. If i know i wont squeeze the pimple. Loss of blood. Shud donate the blood to hospital. But the feelin of dat thing comin out.. Temptations. I gave in and squeeze it. Aarrggggghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sowie bout just now. U dunno anything, and i make u seem at fault. Ur not at fault. Sowie anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109977004807993549?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109977004807993549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109977004807993549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/11/went-out-yesterday-and-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109968320014177815</id><published>2004-11-06T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T03:33:20.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Smoking is Bad for your health people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109968320014177815?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109968320014177815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109968320014177815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/11/smoking-is-bad-for-your-health-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109942534568294240</id><published>2004-11-03T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T03:55:45.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wats wrong with me nowadays? I just cant find the answer. Lookin thru, there's nothin wrong with me at all. But it felt so different. Major different till a good fren of mine can spot it. Yeah it's not like me to usually tell people bout my problems, i dont wanna burden them. Tanxy sis for spottin it out. But everythin's fine with me anyway. Another fren of mine said dat im like this, due to the fact dat im lookin for somethin. i just cant figure it out. oh well nemind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy ur life people. When ur happy, i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109942534568294240?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109942534568294240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109942534568294240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/11/wats-wrong-with-me-nowadays-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109917075269993794</id><published>2004-10-31T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T05:12:32.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fun fun fun. Dats all i had for the last few days. My hair ends has knots. I noticed i had quite a number of knots in my hair. Aiyoz!! My hair is spoil.. Damn.. People mess my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109917075269993794?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109917075269993794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109917075269993794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/fun-fun-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109895236242143144</id><published>2004-10-28T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T16:32:42.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hp keypad is spoil. Anything u guys wan, jus gimme a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109895236242143144?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109895236242143144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109895236242143144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-hp-keypad-is-spoil.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109873209965058714</id><published>2004-10-26T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T03:21:39.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yey!! They found my ezlink and ic! Im so happy. Save my money. But i've made myself a new ezlink. Damn. And i've terminated the old one. Damn. I shud have waited few days longer. Gonna collect it tomoro at yio chu kang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well good luck to everyone sittin for the O's. Its just ard the corna. Few days ony. Well i sure didnt prepare myself. Wat the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin so hard not to log in anymore till my Os are over. Well maybe on sat and sun i'll be online. If ever u guys need anything, just msg me. I'll reply to u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess dats it. Have nothing else to say. Gonna crash. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109873209965058714?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109873209965058714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109873209965058714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/yey-they-found-my-ezlink-and-ic-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109846402392029204</id><published>2004-10-23T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:53:43.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aww.. geylang sure neve change. With chixies and mats. But the thing that spoils today is 2 things. The rain. It made us so hard to walk around. Tapi takpe. Hujan rahmat. And i saw her. With her guy. U all doesnt have to know who she is. The emo entry before this. Yeah dats becoz of her. But i controlled and say yeah, not my luck. Be happy for her. It's ok. I'm over it. Hope u guys wont ask me wat happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro goin jammin. Hope i can release everything there. Bein emo. Wat the hell is wrong with me. Stoopid. Akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109846402392029204?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109846402392029204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109846402392029204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/aww_23.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109842941364034896</id><published>2004-10-22T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T15:16:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wat the fuck did i post sia? Dats like so not me. Akha. Ignore dat people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Love Not War!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u rather hop onto a bed with someone, or hop onto a tank and look at machines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u make love, u wouldn't want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when u make war, u want it to end as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u make love, u can shoot ur load and its quite noiseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u make war, u shoot bullets which is quite deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who make war are gays, coz they cant get into bed with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can make love and not lose a life, in fact u create a life whereas u lose a lot of lives during wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people if ever any war is to happened again, present this quotes from me. They'll think twice. Akha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109842941364034896?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109842941364034896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109842941364034896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/wat-fuck-did-i-post-sia-dats-like-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109842316992255982</id><published>2004-10-22T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T13:32:49.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dude cmon get over it man. Just not ur luck. Yeah just be happy dude. Don try too hard. Yeah act like nothing happen but deep inside ur down dude. Argh don wanna post no more. Just wait till the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109842316992255982?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109842316992255982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109842316992255982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/dude-cmon-get-over-it-man.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109825596001066981</id><published>2004-10-20T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T15:06:00.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-The Brokes are no more-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left a week for me to study, and i've only started on bio. Damn. Watever. Yesterday the squad came over, as usual. Chill and break fast at my house. Stayed till 11. Be better if all of us stay at the same house. Awesome.. imaginin it now. I guess dat all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Welcome The Prescotts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109825596001066981?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109825596001066981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109825596001066981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/brokes-are-no-more-left-week-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109803775021635587</id><published>2004-10-18T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T02:31:03.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to report about the loss of my ic at yew tee neighbourhood police post. Ok i lied to the officer sayin my Ic and ezlink was stolen, but in fact i lost it. Lucky for me. If i did not report, i wouldn't have met the cute policewoman. More like kakak. Still young and so.. cute. Akha. Joke with her in the station. Sporty seh. Cute seh when she laughed at my jokes. Akha. And when she smiled, aww. Its just complimentin beauty mann. And the cashier at yew tee 7-11 is also cute. Holy shit. I had a lucky day today. Akha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours time, i'm goin to have my O level science prac. Wish me luck even though i neve study. Need it badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109803775021635587?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109803775021635587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109803775021635587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-went-to-report-about-loss-of-my-ic.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109795702440957193</id><published>2004-10-17T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T04:03:44.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost my IC and ezlink while on the way home from town. I guess it must slipped out of my pocket or whatsoever. Report to the tibs office at cck int after i realized i dont have my ezlink with me. Damn. They're gonna gimme a call when they found out. I hope they found it. Plz. It's such trouble to go make a new IC and ezlink. And without my ezlink, i cant travel. Waste my fuckin cents to use coins. And without my ic, what if my mates ask me to play pool? Damn damn. Trouble trouble. Da ah. Makan pon lagi baik. Slamat bersahur dan berpuase sume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109795702440957193?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109795702440957193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109795702440957193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-lost-my-ic-and-ezlink-while-on-way.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109782646632031108</id><published>2004-10-15T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T15:47:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when people disturb my sleep. From mornin to dunno wat time, construction is goin on just below my blok, which is just below my room. The drillin sound disturb my wonderful sleep. And i shout it so loud. And the drillin stop.. for a while ony. Then it continues back. And the weird thing is, how did my room door open when no one is at home xcept for me? Weird.. akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109782646632031108?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109782646632031108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109782646632031108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-hate-it-when-people-disturb-my-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109778210217698075</id><published>2004-10-15T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T03:29:10.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aww. Just finish watchin mean grrls. I know. I've been outdated lately to go to the movies. Kinda bz sia. So the movie is quite kewl. Aww.. lindsay lohan. Cant get enough of her. But typical grrl movies. So.. just watch it to past the time. Grrls are so mean.. to get popularity.. akha! Sory grrls.. im referin to the movie, not being sexist here. Don feel offended yeah. And anyone, recommend me some more good movies. I gotta update myself man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, in a few hours time it's aready fastin period. And i'm gonna so crash after eatin. I've been up the whole night, but now still aint slepy mann. Care to sleep with me anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listenin to rage against the machine. Again. I used to love them when im in pri skewl. Dat was a long time ago. When i was a slipknot, korn, ratm freak. But i idolize ratm the best. They speak their mind of war and terrorism thru music. Respect. `Salute. But too bad they're no more. Zach depart from the badn to do his solo stuff. And audioslave to me, is kinda crap compared to ratm. Aww i miss the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berpuasa to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109778210217698075?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109778210217698075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109778210217698075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109760878540008058</id><published>2004-10-13T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T03:19:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feelin down. Really down. Not sure of the cause. But sometimes without any cause, i may feel down. Why izzit dat its happenin now? Why not when i was a kid? Or when i was still a babyy? It sure gets me moody sometimes. And i would not have the mood to being the "fun" me. Maybe the fun me is just a cover-up. A mask which i don so people would not be sad and gloomy around me. Which is not a good thing as i don like to be the causes of sad stuffs. It happened to me a lot of times, and i dont like it a single bit. Maybe the real me is just a loner, someone who doesn't want to mix with people at times. Sometimes i would really feel unsure of myself. I would lose my confidence and my self-esteem will drop to a point so low. Sometimes i would always feel unsure of my physical appearance. Where i would think, i'm not good enough for grrls out there. Where looks does matter. I'm at the last pack of the looks department. Or sometimes where i would think, i'm not dat clever enough to go on in my studies. Or sometimes, i wonder where will i go in life. What happens to me in the future. This are all questions which i can't answer now, but i will find it piece by piece later in life. So this crap is born when i'm feelin bored or down. Tanxy for takin ur time to read and endurin my shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: What do you all think if i were to be a nerd? Sajak tak? Akhakha! Post ur comments at my tagboard. Tanxy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109760878540008058?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109760878540008058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109760878540008058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-feelin-down.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109751100065465135</id><published>2004-10-12T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T00:10:00.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had diarrhoea in the mornin. I mean when i woke up. Had frequent visits to the toilet. It smells of my shit. For that time ony ah. Akha! Its so refreshin to smell ur shit. Ur head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so bored now. Msn is givin problems. I cant sign in. Stoopid msn. Repair urself as soon as possible. Or im gonna complain to the president. I think the president also has difficulty signin in to msn. To chat with the ministers and high ranking people over the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is so short! When will it grow.. I hope it grows long by hari raya. Puasa next week ony. Next week ke this week eh? I also ferget. Make sure u all fast ok. Be like me. Akhakha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109751100065465135?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109751100065465135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109751100065465135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/had-diarrhoea-in-mornin.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109726141617553746</id><published>2004-10-09T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T02:50:16.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tch. It seems like my fren have a way more harder life than me. He got so much problems. And it's so sad to hear them. I tried to help, and he says he can handle it on his own. Respect. `Salute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro im skewlin. Graduation ceremony. Oh shit. Wat a waste of time. I can't catch bebsie gig at yishun park. Anyone goin there, check out better than run. It's his band. Check out the guy with the curly hair and the perot buncit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on for sunday. Too bad cholo can't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109726141617553746?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109726141617553746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109726141617553746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/tch.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109690912897303657</id><published>2004-10-05T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T00:58:48.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last. Somehow i cant access to blogger all this while. Well wat the heck. Im lazy to update tho. So the pit on sat was super fun. Had a great time tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, i must study hard. Nowadays i used to sit and think about my future. Wat will i be. Well, i want to pass my exams, who wouldn't? But the more i tried, nothing can get in my brain. And i will feel helpless and give up studying for the day. I would want to make me parents proud, as i have been a bad son. I mean not so bad. But quite bad. I never passed any other subjects except for languages for the past 2 years. I have to at least try this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory! I just killed a lizard. I partly kill it, then with a cepit kain i pick its tail and dangle it 2 storeys high. And i told the lizard to have its last prayers before some hungry bird swoop it up for a meal. May u rest in peace in the bird stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my mates takin N level, i wish u all the best. When u cant do any question, think of me and inspiration will come to u. Akha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe im goin to the 10th gig. Power. Anyone goin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109690912897303657?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109690912897303657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109690912897303657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109656497876449954</id><published>2004-10-01T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T01:22:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh shit. hungry too. have no more food. I've gobbled up everything aready. Damn damn damn. Lapar.. lapar.. lapar.. lapar.. lapar.. lapar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109656497876449954?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109656497876449954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109656497876449954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109656488705074951</id><published>2004-10-01T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T01:21:27.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mozart power siut!! U guys shud try listenin to him playin the piano. Xtreme genius. Im listenin to Fur Elise rite now. Power~ hail mozart! Appreciate wat he do la. U guys ony listen to current songs ony.. do u think its easy makin songs? Akha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109656488705074951?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109656488705074951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109656488705074951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/10/mozart-power-siut-u-guys-shud-try.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109638889096090005</id><published>2004-09-29T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T00:28:10.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well. I self graduated from fajar. Have my 1 month break before any student does. Akha. But i haven even started studyin yet. Gonna start ard next week i guess. Yeah. So have been chillin alot lately. Wat to do. Yeah dats all. And a gentle reminder, don try Next Lights. The ciggies sux. For me tho. Eeww. And im sellin it to a fren. Business minded. Akha. Dats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109638889096090005?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109638889096090005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109638889096090005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109630076629112749</id><published>2004-09-27T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T23:59:26.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nós somos os mafias. Todos os reps mat, você todo é goin traga. Vai se foder. Haven você visto qualquer um para desgastar antes um revestimento? Haven você visto qualquer um diferent do que você? Você olha como se você é algum checkin do asshole nós para fora, querendo roubar nossa forma. Nós soubemos. There's nenhum esconder do uso. Você don existe em qualquer lugar. Somente no console. Você usou parangs, bem, você não está nenhuma possibilidade de encontro a nossos injetores. Seja preparado assim, você são goin tragam. O mundo é mafias do backin acima. Reps nao mat. Diga seus porritos do esta dos prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the mafias. All the mat reps, you all are goin down. Fuck you. Haven you seen anyone wear a coat before? Haven you seen anyone diferent than you? You look as if you are some asshole checkin us out, wanting to steal our fashion. We knew. There's no use hiding. You don exist anywhere. Only in the island. You used parangs, well, you stand no chance against our guns. So be prepared, you are goin down. The world is backin mafias up. Not mat reps. Say your prayers esta porritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a long story tho. Of wat happened. U guys can guess it on ur own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109630076629112749?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109630076629112749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109630076629112749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/ns-somos-os-mafias.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109594246895913615</id><published>2004-09-23T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T20:27:48.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh shit. My head is so heavy.. Im on a high.. Cant take it anymore.. zzZZzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109594246895913615?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109594246895913615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109594246895913615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/argh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109535709916561701</id><published>2004-09-17T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T01:51:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh God!! Awesome!! Rizal my man is back from recording with Killing Satori. He let me be the ferst to listen to their demo and it was kickass mann. I miss him mann. Oh gosh.. hardcore pride. Will never fade. Still inside of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109535709916561701?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109535709916561701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109535709916561701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-god-awesome-rizal-my-man-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109526555157024564</id><published>2004-09-16T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T00:25:51.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the fuck did Lita say i do to Kane. Stoopid.. She should have just marry me instead of kane. What does kane have dat i dont have huh. Huergh. Tomoro im havin practical. I feel dat i cant pass my prelims. Nothing goes in my head. I cant even study. Welly welly welly welly well.. Wat can i do. STudy? Force myself? If it cant go in wat is there to force. We'll see how. Sat, cant wait. Goin out with my mates and jammin with the brokes. Ahh.. cant wait. Have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109526555157024564?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109526555157024564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109526555157024564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-fuck-did-lita-say-i-do-to-kane.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109516885405282123</id><published>2004-09-14T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T21:34:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now im feelin it. The pressure is building up inside of me. Nothin can gets in my head. I can't study. Damn. Just wish me the best of luck people. My brain is swellin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109516885405282123?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109516885405282123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109516885405282123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/now-im-feelin-it.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109488207241074180</id><published>2004-09-11T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T13:54:32.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sept 11. Alot of things happened on this date. We all know and i wont elaborate further. Just a memory to reflect on. And i'm single for a year! Happy annivesary to me. Akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109488207241074180?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109488207241074180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109488207241074180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/sept-11.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109483716580650970</id><published>2004-09-11T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T01:26:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Brokes to Julian Casablancas from the brokes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, chill man. Everyone in the band make mistake. It's part and parcel of life. Not only in music, but in everyday aspects. We didn't put the blame on you. Trust us. We didn't mean dat too. We felt it when you left man. Without a word. Chill orite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of the brokes, Nikolai Frature.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109483716580650970?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109483716580650970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109483716580650970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/brokes-to-julian-casablancas-from.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109467242571241318</id><published>2004-09-09T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T03:40:25.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gOsH!! I cant seem to get enough of Lea who sings the song Sunshine and the two chix who sings Move Ya Body. Huergh. They're so sexy!! I wish i knew alot of grrls who are like them. Hehe. I am deprived of sexual attention. Any grrls who looks like Lea or the two chix plz do leave me a msg. Oh yah. Beyonce lookalikes are also welcome. Akhakha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109467242571241318?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109467242571241318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109467242571241318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-gosh-i-cant-seem-to-get-enough-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109457556162561591</id><published>2004-09-08T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T00:46:01.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- Bored. Bored. Bored. Boring holidays. Bored. Bored. Bored. -&lt;br /&gt;Same old routine everyday. Woke up late, on the comp, bathe and eat. Back to the comp. Watch tv. Sometimes go out to study with my frens. The ony thing i look forward to is when jammin with the brokes. Today is wednesday. So 2 more days to wait. Hmm. Cant wait. Have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109457556162561591?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109457556162561591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109457556162561591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109432604375008279</id><published>2004-09-05T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T03:27:23.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last!! All this while i thought i cant blog. Coz there's some problem during postin. Ok so i had to fuckin walk again from Bp to yew tee. But at least today cholo is there to accompany me, not like last week where i had to endure the pain and loneliness alone. Saw aniq on the way home, he was on his way home from werk. Had jam session today. Awesome! I really love THE BROKES. We definitely are gettin betta. And hopefully, good enough for any gigs. Well, cooked myself maggi since there was nothing to eat. And after i bathe, i did not even feel sleepy. So wat am i supposed to do? Sit in front of the comp. And im not bored of listenin to the strokes. They're my fuckin idol band mann. And nisa, dont feel down. Cheer urself up. There's a reason u cant go out. U'll gain something from it tho. So chill ok. SO i guess dats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109432604375008279?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109432604375008279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109432604375008279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/09/at-last-all-this-while-i-thought-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109396529793170096</id><published>2004-08-31T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T23:14:57.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So bored. Been on the comp the whole day. My eyes pain pain liao! Argh.. SO hungry. I need food. It keeps me goin. Congrats to sapig for havin the thing. HIs shot to fame has come, when will it be my turn? Argh.. My eyes.. My beautiful eyes. Dats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109396529793170096?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109396529793170096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109396529793170096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109392327320786598</id><published>2004-08-31T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T11:34:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How am i to sleep with my handphone being noisy?? It's been ringing from 8. And my beautiful sleep is disturb. I am mad! Today maybe i am goin back to my pri skewl. It's bigger now. So gonna go and destroy it. And i didn't go to skewl today coz i thought it's fuckin boring, but nisa said it's a bit betta. So wat the heck. Goin to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109392327320786598?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109392327320786598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109392327320786598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/how-am-i-to-sleep-with-my-handphone.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109387708223500248</id><published>2004-08-30T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T22:44:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People are definitely changing. Or is it just me being stubborn? It gets me thinking bout this. People whom i enjoyed my time with, are withdrawing away. Carried by the ever changing direction of the wind. Reasons are made up. Well, it is fine tho. No one has the rights over your life, your decisions. Just had to move on. My mates are there for me. Dats all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109387708223500248?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109387708223500248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109387708223500248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/people-are-definitely-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109384302110652069</id><published>2004-08-30T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T13:17:01.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im in skewl rite now, sitting beside fadilah. Fadilah sek ah, alamak.. Aiyoyo. Akha! Had to key in our target settings for prelim. So bored. Stupid sial, other klas wan to use the lab. See ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109384302110652069?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109384302110652069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109384302110652069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-in-skewl-rite-now-sitting-beside.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109371699092971640</id><published>2004-08-29T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T13:55:54.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Warh. So fuckin tired. Had to walk home from bukit panjang, as the 190 had been eaten by monster while on the way to the bustop. Took 700 from esplanade to bp. Suppose to wait for the last bus, but the last bus is my miss bus. So had to fuckin walk. Went to town with my mates, ahd a lot of fun, went to the Sub-C gig for awhile ony, wait outside. Then proceed to esplanade to watch the indie-pendent gig. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jammin yesterday. Awesome too. Sapig had a good start considering his first time voxing for us. Well done my boy.  And while at town, there's this group of rockers, da bapak2 mak2, wear denim and cowboy boots and all. I guess they know we're mods and they like surround us. The women rockers are blockin us but we just walk. Not scared ah eh. Akha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have drink just now. Made a mistake. But i can't resist the urges. I will try my best not to drink again. I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i guess dat's all, and all i have to say is.. " Fuccccccccckkkk Youuuuuuuuuu~! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109371699092971640?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109371699092971640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109371699092971640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/warh.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109343582482851089</id><published>2004-08-25T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:10:24.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been bloggin everyday for the past few days. Izzit good or izzit bad? Akha. Today neve went to skewl again, havin sore throat and cough. The doc said my throat is red. Isn't that good? The colour of blood. It shows dat blood run thru my throat. Slept alot today. Had a very weird dream tho. Won't say it out. Can't wait for sat. Wee~ and yeah i guess dat's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109343582482851089?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109343582482851089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109343582482851089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/ive-been-bloggin-everyday-for-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109333251297254938</id><published>2004-08-24T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T15:28:32.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just as i expected, no bands are selected for Teacher's day. Skewl are always anti-bands, i ain't know why. Received the expected news from sapig and elfe. Tanx to the keling maran, every teacher's day is a boring day. No one will be looking forward to it. Fuck the teachers, i mean fuck maran! No use of hoping to get in. Has been that way since, 2002? Yeah that was my first audition. Tch. And last year, and this year. Had the same result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sick today, having flu and fever and sore throat yesterday. But miraculously ( or however it is spelled ) my fever and flu has gone today. Only my sore throat is here to stay. So i won't be going out anywhere today, i guess. Just stayed home and suck and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for sat! Jam again. The Brokes is here! Wee~! ANd probably, going to the gig. Is there any? Yeah there is mann. SO see you guys there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109333251297254938?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109333251297254938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109333251297254938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-as-i-expected-no-bands-are.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109326774334334820</id><published>2004-08-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T21:29:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first day of the week, and i'm sick. So sad. I guess it's due to the something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i've lost. I will miss you always. You're gone from me. I will definitely remember those days. The time when i hold you, when i take care of you, and so on and so forth. My heart aches to see you go away, just in a matter of minutes. Now you've changed. But i have the confidence, that i will get you back one day. I will definitely get you back in a matter of months. I am sure. Just wait and see you all. And when i get you back, i know alot of people will be happy. Wan legong, azhar buntat, nisa, afiq, fadil and many more. I have a lot of support. So you just have to wait ok, darling? Be patient. I miss you, my beautiful hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109326774334334820?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109326774334334820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109326774334334820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/first-day-of-week-and-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109306056369901906</id><published>2004-08-21T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T11:56:03.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wat am i doin early in the mornin? There must be a purpose, or else i wouldn't wake up till noon. I'm goin out today, so anyone, who sees me at town, plz acknowledge me. I can't see u guys coz i had this problem of not noticing anyone, even when they're right beside me, unless u're goin out with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people lie to make others happy? Is it of fear? Or is it that u want to impress the other person. Watever it is, lying will only leads u to more problems. Even if the truth hurts, the listener can take it. But it wont be a smooth ride. The listener will take time to accept the truth, and gradually it will be back to normal. But the trust isnt there completely. It's up to the liar to make up for their wrongdoings, and start telling the truth. But all of us can't escape from lying, and each one of us had lied at least a 100 times. I confess myself, i'm a liar too. But i always tell the truth by my own initiative after that. So i guess dats all. Kind of different from the usual Rezza right. Well get used to it. I'm becomin emo nowadays. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109306056369901906?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109306056369901906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109306056369901906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/wat-am-i-doin-early-in-mornin-there.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109300263624173460</id><published>2004-08-20T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T19:50:36.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today supposed to play for audition, but then i had O level oral english. Huergh. But nemind. I was the blardy last person for the oral. And im so bored. Went in with confidence. Tch, the examiner lawa seh. Suddenly i had so much to talk about. Inspired by the beautiful examiner. Akha! Tomoro goin jammin with my indie band. Gonna play the strokes! Wee~! Power. Yarh so i guess dats all. Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109300263624173460?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109300263624173460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109300263624173460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/today-supposed-to-play-for-audition.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109251701479987052</id><published>2004-08-15T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T04:56:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wat a sad day. My band cock up jus now. Ony Cute without the E je yang jadi. I am very sad liao. I mean it. Sad. But congrats to Page 86 and 20DC. They rox the place. But nemind la. Lucky "she" cheer me up. Anyway jus came back from lepakin with cholo. Got free food from Elly's mom nye kedai. And im goin to bathe now. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak hensem ah. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109251701479987052?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109251701479987052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109251701479987052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/wat-sad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109240809537677441</id><published>2004-08-13T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T22:41:35.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is friday. A holy day. But i neve went prayers. Akha. Went to elfe's house after skewl. Chill for a while and went home. Sleep till 8+. SO shiok. No disturbance. And here i am in front of the comp. Oh yah. Met Kat yesterday while on the way to skewl. Am so happy! Coz long time neve see her. Its been like 4 years. She's like a big sista to me. Ok enuff. So i guess dats all. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109240809537677441?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109240809537677441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109240809537677441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/today-is-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109231212003665725</id><published>2004-08-12T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T20:02:00.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wat a sleepy day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109231212003665725?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109231212003665725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109231212003665725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/wat-sleepy-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109211851445965606</id><published>2004-08-10T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T14:15:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alor people! What a tiring weekend and holiday i had! My legs are killing me. Ok. Lemme give you an insight of what's been goin on this past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the holidays. Went to skewl early in tha morning, celebrated national day at skewl. The same ol thing every year. After the concert finish, went to Bp Mac and chill. Went home, got change and went to town with irsham ami and melly. Met elfe, syed, wenwen, yingying, yingyan. Poor melly. Her shoes had no friction so she had to hold on to me wherever we go. Walk around town for a while, saw airi and his grrl, suhanna. They chilled with us for a while and they went their separate ways. Aul met us later in the evening coz he got somethin on.  Then we proceeded to MacCafe or something like dat. I dunno the spelling. its the macdonald outside Lido. Yeah dat one. Sit down there. Kill time with nothing to do. And when its 10 oclock, we proceeded to boat quay. The real fun begins. Met the Bp Kfc dudes. Grab something to munch on at the coffeeshop, then we proceeded to Hendrix. Party till 6 am in the mornin. Went home like zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for 3 hours ony. Woke up at 11+. Coz meetin sapig, arie and legong. Met them at jurong east mrt. Then met zul and we proceeded to bugis. My face was stoinked all the way. Lack of sleep. Then met azhar, mamak and his grrl. We were late as the jamming start at 2. And we reached bugis at 210. Rushed like hell. Syamin and esbok were there aready. So went straight in to jam, Page 86 jam ferst while we just relaxed. They were awesome man. And then, me legong zul played reptilia. Marvellous! The best! Then its our turn. Quite bad ah. Still needs room to improve. Then after jamming went to raffles city to eat. Sapig really had a suay day. He spilled the coke on the floor, he dropped the fries. Tch tch. Then after dat, met afiq at simlim. He wanted to buy the digicam. It cost $549, but the uncle gave us $520. Kewl. We were lost again. Took the wrong bus and were at geylang. Then took another bus went to clementi. Upon reaching clementi, we thought that the next stop would be ok. But then the next stop was totally not so clementi. We walked around and around till we reached west coast. We're expert xplorers aready. Then went to clementi, old memories. After dat took 188 and reached home. I crashed the bed straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i slept for 12 hours. Then went out to meet afiq and hilmi. Went to esplanade to watch the firewerks. Before dat, saw airi aul and hamid at town. So went there with them, walk2 and again to kill time. We reached esplanade at 830. Jus in time. And the firewerks explode. Thats afiq first professional picture with his digicam. After dat there's performance, triple noize. Airi aul and hamid went to the front to watch them. Me and afiq and hilmi took a walk. Then sit at the beach. Then hilmi went home. Me and afiq walk back to chillout area. On the way, saw legong azhar and their fren. Then chill with them for awhile till 1+. Legong and azhar ask me to be a Mods, and yeah i will be. Went home took NR3 again. Reach home ard 245 or 3. PLayed the comp for a while and crashed. zZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to afiq house with hilmi to play PS2. Then went back to my house to change. Went to kallang to watch the firewerks again. This time it was better as we were under the firewerks. After dat proceeded to raffles city to eat at Bk again. Then chill at memo. Bored, went home. At the bus got this 2 chix, fuh. Tapi badan one of them like muscular la. Akha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's today! I jus woke up. And i'll be updating for all of you. Especially nizzie who ask me to update. Later hilmi and afiq coming my house. So till then i'll be chillin. Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109211851445965606?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109211851445965606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109211851445965606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/alor-people-what-tiring-weekend-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109145337847723185</id><published>2004-08-02T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T21:29:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, i would like to thank nizzie for changin my whole layout for me. It was kewl. Especially the doll. Tanxy sis. Orh yeah. Lately not been doin anything. Xcept dat sat as usual i went out to town with afiq and fadil. Its afiq berday on sat so again i wish him happy 16th berday dude. Its been awhile, since i entered a jamming studio. Gotta jam sooner mann. For both bands. And yeah, wat else. I aint know shit no more. I guess dats all. Take care people. Peace and cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109145337847723185?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109145337847723185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109145337847723185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/08/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109110762141842716</id><published>2004-07-29T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T21:27:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a week. Alot of things happened to me. Last sat went to town with afiq, purpose to watch the gig. And walk2. Lyn msg me sayin she is headin there too. Then saw her at the underpass. I looked at her and stopped. Thinkin. Then its really her. Met her at far east. Accompanied her to&amp;nbsp;window shop.&amp;nbsp;Then................. we went to eat at ljs macdonald house. She was supposed to go home at 8, but then she was late so we took a walk to city hall mrt where she took the train home. After dat, as usual i and afiq will chill at riverside. The water was so low. Disappointing. Lets fast forward to today. I was caned for some stupidity i had done. Wont go further into dat. And i guess dats all. Will be goin out to town on sat again. So anyone goin there, ifwe meet on the streets, exchange hi's yeah! Peace and cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109110762141842716?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109110762141842716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109110762141842716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/07/its-been-week.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109057683113334245</id><published>2004-07-23T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T18:00:31.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aloha! Celebrated racial harmony day on wednesday. Da macam skewl melayu. Most are wearing malay traditional clothes. Cool. 5a2 the coolest. They're wearin like arab clothes. Mikong paling style. Akhakha! And nothing much has been happenin lately. SO boring. My band of bros goin johor today, but i cant coz i haven change my passport pixy. Damn. SO stuck at home. So i guess dats all. Peace no riot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109057683113334245?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109057683113334245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109057683113334245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/07/aloha-celebrated-racial-harmony-day-on.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-109016683309690537</id><published>2004-07-19T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T12:35:47.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday. Got baybeats. Went there late. Ard 9+. Manage to catch force vomit play. They rox! Straighten my hair too.  Blablabla. Went home ard 12+. First time takin NR3. Cool. And it stops just near my house. But was damn expensive. Huergh. So i guess dats all. Quite lazy to type a lot. Ciao liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764721-109016683309690537?l=dopenation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109016683309690537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764721/posts/default/109016683309690537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dopenation.blogspot.com/2004/07/saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>-rayZa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982629444928353480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764721.post-108981629695950459</id><published>2004-07-14T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T12:37:53.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alor. Alot of things happened recently. Yesterday i went to victoria theater with lyn. Her skewl is puttin up a public performance. It was quite cool. But the choir part the best. It can make me fall asleep for awhile. Akha. I was so paisey becoz im the only guy and she was with 3 of her frens. Then after the performance went to esplanade and took some pix and chill. Then went home. Quite fun ah. I enjoyed myself tho. Then today im very tired. Jus came back from skewl at 8. Had a game with the c div coz they r havin tournament tomoro. We win la of cos. And im very tired now. 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