<?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-38909701</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:12:26.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JJs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-5307105697940116796</id><published>2007-07-22T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T06:46:09.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Blues.</title><content type='html'>So I forgot that the last Harry Potter book hyad been due Saturday. I have been a follower of the Harry Potter journey, and have pre-ordered the Goblet of Fire, Order of The Phoenix and sadly, The Half-Blood Prince. The latter left me totally disappointed and also ruined the whole Potter mood ,and that&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I was shopping with my mom for groceries when I saw copies of Deathly Hallows on the shelves of NTUC. HAHA. Since it was nearing 10pm , I impulsively bought a copy. Not that I was expecting another Order of The Phoenix-kinda great, but I just needed to find out the ending for myself without anyone spoiling it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading at 11pm, Saturday night. Got sleepy at about 1 plus so decided to wake myself up by playing one of my brother's fps games on xbox. Dont tell me I need to study for promos blahblahblah. Its SATURDAY/SUNDAY- my REST day. &lt;br /&gt;I was caught up with the soldiers and ended up playing too long. So I continued the book the next morning and finished right after lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the Sunday, was spent in depressing withdrawals, with the inability to think clearly or do anything or even reply to the messages on my phone. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was close to the darkness and awesomeness of Order of The Phoenix. *SPOILERS. Too many died.Too many. But at least it was nothing as boring as Half-blood Prince, imho.&lt;br /&gt;I even created some sort of soundtrack for this book. The song I kept repeating during the last few chapters of Deathly Hallows, now presents a Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows mood/atmosphere whenever I listen to it. And it is of course right now stuck in my head. Gosh, this mad obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry, I got over my LOTR The Return of The King movie withdrawal in about a month's time. After Frodo left for the havens... .........................)=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-5307105697940116796?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/5307105697940116796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=5307105697940116796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/5307105697940116796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/5307105697940116796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-blues.html' title='Sunday Blues.'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-7962238791397533283</id><published>2007-07-06T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:14:56.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really long day. Friday go to school and slack till 1pm. ... I might as well just come at 12.30 , right. &lt;br /&gt;But Drama really perked me up - surprisingly. I am liking the new committee and how they run things so far. This is because most importantly, they keep to their words. Release 6pm means release 6pm. Also, we started on a new play. Finally we get to start on some real stuff &lt;strong&gt;on our own&lt;/strong&gt;. \m/&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Alycia!! For bringing me to the therapist/reflexologist yesterday. It turned out that my ligament tore. Now it kind of doesnt really hurt, not unless i start running suddenly - like the normal morning procedure of running with the whole cluster to the school gate at 7.39++. Hope it gets well SOON so Joanne can continue teaching me. JOANNE are you mad at me???? Keep ignoring me the whole day today. Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-7962238791397533283?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/7962238791397533283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=7962238791397533283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/7962238791397533283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/7962238791397533283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/07/really-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-4242872669087394786</id><published>2007-07-04T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T04:29:02.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzFAcFotOn0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzFAcFotOn0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/38909701-4242872669087394786?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/4242872669087394786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=4242872669087394786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/4242872669087394786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/4242872669087394786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-8563347274979487197</id><published>2007-06-25T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T08:57:20.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turnyourbody.Laybackyourwrist.Lefthandout.Hitforward.Followthrough.</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;Joanne put me on 3/4 court today,and then I started having trouble with the forehand. I kept forgetting the five steps she taught : "Turn your body.Lay back your wrist.Left hand out.Hit forward.Follow through!" It isnt fun anymore when the balls keep going out. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks Joanne for the three hours so far.. you rock!! Hopefully tomorrow'd be a better session without the hair falling all over onto our eyes and the afternoon sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers over but whatever. Its the same old thing for every education level in Singapore; Common tests, Mid-Year exams, End-of-year. What a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many gigs. Avenged Sevenfold to play in Singapore on National Day this year. Might be going though I'd have to see the px of the tix. Not a major fan, but their latest album was alright and catchy.&lt;br /&gt;Dio's coming too around October, and that I HAVE to go. Provided the Promo's arent hindering, and that my parents would allow me. They're making such a big fuss about concerts being dangerous and stuff. OH C'MON.Been there, done that. I know where not to stand; If you want to get moshed at 24/7, just hang around at the center, near front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-8563347274979487197?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/8563347274979487197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=8563347274979487197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/8563347274979487197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/8563347274979487197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/06/turnyourbodylaybackyourwristlefthandout.html' title='Turnyourbody.Laybackyourwrist.Lefthandout.Hitforward.Followthrough.'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-2522633903881935344</id><published>2007-06-20T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T07:32:52.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brutally LEGAL.</title><content type='html'>AWESOME. &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, THANKS TO EVERYBODY WHO REMEMBERED MY BIRTHDAY! Although it was one of the sickening birthdays I've ever had, having to go for Econs exams and then going home to revise History for the next day yadayada. Also, I've gotten EYEBAGS the shape of crescent moons. Because mainly I've been sleeping for 3-4 hours since monday night. And this is the result of nocturnal-ing during the holidays. But yea, after Friday's maths paper, I am going to ZONK out, and then continue with human geography, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had my cake and ate it. It was Black Forrest with CHERRIES. ZOMG at the jelly thingy within the layers. &lt;br /&gt;I would also like to thank Luqie! for informing me about the Iron Maiden on Live at Abbey yesterday night.I had the greatest most kvltest, tr00est birthday countdown, with Maiden playing Hallowed Be Thy Name on the documentary. And of course Luq was the first one to wish me! Dont worry, I'll get the COB songs to you by this weekend! (;&lt;br /&gt;Rui Wen and Aini! You guys rock, and I hope we get to do the 'you-know-what' 5 years from now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am contented now, for the moment. ((((((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th June 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-2522633903881935344?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/2522633903881935344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=2522633903881935344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/2522633903881935344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/2522633903881935344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/06/brutally-legal.html' title='Brutally LEGAL.'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-6962533506435683226</id><published>2007-06-18T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:14:44.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite dreams.</title><content type='html'>Dreams dreams dreams. &lt;br /&gt;I had a very vivid dream on monday (which was when I had my awesome 8 hours of sleep). The setting was in a PJC classroom, with Mrs R. teaching.The weird thing was I was surrounded by my secondary school friends. So somehow, Mrs. R was supposed to take our orders one-by-one. As usual I was being so fickle and not making my mind. I decided to order what Joan ordered, which was curiously, chocolate filled sausage. Behind her was Kim Ming and he ordered some strawberry rice. ... This is really one of the few dreams I can recall so clearly! Then the person behind me, Mirshasha (yes the one from J2), ordered "Mango", and Mrs. R was giving her that exaggeratedly funny astonished look she always gives in real life. &lt;br /&gt;Then, Mrs. R called on a "Rafia". I didnt know anyone by the name, and I was then looking around the classroom wondering where my 07a03 classmates were. The person who answered was actually Rathiya, my last year's classmate, who was rather the odd one in our class and "Anand's wife" . Tsk. I heard she's applying to become a teacher, how cool is that? Something that is not JC or a Poly. But imagine having to go to school at 7.30 am for the rest of your life right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also , Aini told me she had a weird dream that had me in it. In that dream, there were two Farahs. Heh, I guess being a Gemini means I have split personalities or something. Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this rude bus driver driving the 190 bus in the morning. It was the latest bus PJ kids could board on, to get to school just on the dot. President's timing. So it was impossibly crowded and the driver was yelling and screaming at the us to &lt;br /&gt;" move in!" &lt;br /&gt;But how much can the human bodies squeeze together , really? So the bus spent quite long just at one bus stop itself, and the students were all glancing at their watched and comparing the minutes left and the long walk to the sch gate.&lt;br /&gt;And then.&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver went pass our bus stop. Liyana was bugging me about that, but I was too fixed on my notes and I thought we were still at the polyclinic before the school bus stop. How could he miss that bus stop when the bus is PACKED with uniformed kids???&lt;br /&gt;We alighted at the one enar Phoenix station, and strolled back to school. Late means late, no use running for the gates [of hell].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-6962533506435683226?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/6962533506435683226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=6962533506435683226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6962533506435683226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6962533506435683226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/06/infinite-dreams.html' title='Infinite dreams.'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-6446905974687545748</id><published>2007-06-10T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:08:06.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to be.... the towel+umbrella girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-6446905974687545748?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/6446905974687545748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=6446905974687545748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6446905974687545748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6446905974687545748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-would-like-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-3628192439718890332</id><published>2007-06-08T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:21:24.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Joanne!!! She recorded Nadal's HOT grunt, and I forced her to send it to my phone. Can set as sms alert okay.&lt;br /&gt;So just now we were watching Nadal against the yellow dude, Novak. Joanne kept making silly comments about them, like what a drama-mama Nadal was being, just because he won the set. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped watching when the Novak guy started taking the lead again, and the crowd was insanely cheering for him.So agitating you know. And asked Joanne to msg me when Rafa is on the win again. But obviously she fell asleep before the match could end probably, bedtime yea? But YAY! He won!!!!&lt;br /&gt;To Joanne: HEY! Say "Rafa" continuously, very fast, what do you get???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should really start getting back my early bedtime. Dont want to sleep at 4am, just before the General paper!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-3628192439718890332?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/3628192439718890332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=3628192439718890332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3628192439718890332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3628192439718890332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/06/thanks-joanne-she-recorded-nadals-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-3494742016175268317</id><published>2007-06-06T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:10:05.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday, I went to catch At World's End with Rohai.&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting it to be another Spidey3 , judging from the comments from earlier watchers. Anyway, time stood still on the iron hill during Spidey3 and I almost walked out of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But At World's End was worth my 7 bucks and 3 hours. (; I'd say definitely go catch it if you haven't had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried Granado Espada on my brother's computer. Played it for half an hour before levelling up to 6 and forcing myself to stop before the addiction kicks in. It was alright, not exactly exciting because I was basically a noob and I didn't know what to do and where to go, and what my characters were capable of etc. Died a couple of times, due to my not knowing how to control 3 characters at one time, how embarrassing. But, the good thing about GE, is that you can't look at other players' levels, unless (according to my brother), "You duel them,".&lt;br /&gt;Background music was trance-ish, supposed to be happy music, but it reminded me of the Euro Fair outside my house, which thankfully vacated. So I plugged in the earphones and left them on the table. I was such a nooblet, that I couldn't even find the options to control the volume during gameplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYs are coming and I'm soo gonna wake up tomorrow morning and rush to get seats with Rohai in the library. Damn I'm so in the holiday mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-3494742016175268317?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/3494742016175268317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=3494742016175268317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3494742016175268317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3494742016175268317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-yesterday-i-went-to-catch-at-worlds.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-1248201772279772520</id><published>2007-06-04T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T02:25:31.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/20/55/41/205541_4507637d8c3664hanoda44.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-1248201772279772520?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/1248201772279772520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=1248201772279772520' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/1248201772279772520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/1248201772279772520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/06/tsk.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-6493115370402158282</id><published>2007-05-24T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T08:35:18.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to like Dragonforce even more. &lt;br /&gt;So bear with the music on the background.&lt;br /&gt;They played Trail Of Broken Hearts on the Sunday, and the atmosphere was soo , kind of memorable. Because only a few people had their lighters with them, and it ended up with everyone waving along their arms.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I feel so empty at home, no school, just going out to study and hang till our deaths.&lt;br /&gt;Please , oh please will ____ and __ come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-6493115370402158282?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/6493115370402158282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=6493115370402158282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6493115370402158282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6493115370402158282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-starting-to-like-dragonforce-even.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-768528554889358219</id><published>2007-05-20T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T10:28:03.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonforce</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Dragonforce gig. It was.. one experience at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had to be pulled aside at the entrance- to see how old I was. Bloody hell, how come Prune. gets to go through, she's 5 months younger than me!  Even though I was clearly 18 this year, they gave me a red-coloured band to wear for kids. .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me , Prune. and Miniaho ran all the way in - to the stage. We got into the third line, which doesnt sound bad, but it actually is because I stand heads shorter than the dudes infront of me. Just great, this drunk fella stood directly behind me, and we waited for more than an hour (or so it seems), for the sound checks to take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, the drunk dude started pushing me forward, and I slid to the second row beside Minaiho. Prune. was cautioning me not to get too front up, which I should have listened to but as usual didnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Finally the band came out. Gosh Sam Totman looked awesome in person! I made eye contact with him and whoa! They began with Revolution Deathsquad, and that was when i was starting to feel it. And feel it, meaning the people all around me were starting to headbang and push me from all over. Some elbow knocked my head. I didnt know things were gonna get so rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then this tr00 guy, turned and looked at me and asked if i was alright.He pulled me from the crowd and somehow I managed to find myself smack infront, leaning against the barriers. I thought I had the best position, but.. shit! During the second song, they got more wild, and people started moshing. I saw this dude pushing another guy and that fella rammed him over in return. I used my arms to support myself against the barriers, which was a bad idea because now both my arms are bruised. Idiot. Then there were the guards, they were pushing the barriers against the crowd, and the crowd in return was ramming and falling against the barrier- I was the mediator, and I thought I was going to be squashed to death just like the girl from the Smashing Pumpkins gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Once the guards pushed too hard and the front people fell including me. We all sat on each other and almost immediately, we were hauled back up to our feet. That part, was awesome. I must have looked like I was gonna cry because the guards kept a wary eye on me - like how embarrassing! One even shouted to the people behind to cool it because &lt;em&gt;there's a lady here&lt;/em&gt;. &gt;&lt; . YAH and in the end I got pulled off from the front and sent all the the way back to watch the rest of the concert. Damn embarrassing man- I bet the guys infront must think I'm some crybaby. Damnit, but just incase COB or Kamelot comes to Singapore, I know where not to stand so I can enjoy their shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The sound wasnt really very clear because it was simply too loud. I could barely hear the solos but ZP's vocals were really powerful, oozing with cheese. Just before &lt;em&gt;Through The Fire And The Flames&lt;/em&gt;, he divided the crowd into two sides, and for a moment I thought that he was gonna initiate the Wall of Death- and I was about to split. But then, of course it wasnt, This IS Singapore,after all.&lt;br /&gt;My very first and hopefully not my last gig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-768528554889358219?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/768528554889358219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=768528554889358219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/768528554889358219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/768528554889358219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/dragonforce.html' title='Dragonforce'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-2724835554159687766</id><published>2007-05-12T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:50:12.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are really selfish. Why cant I just be orphaned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-2724835554159687766?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/2724835554159687766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=2724835554159687766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/2724835554159687766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/2724835554159687766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/some-people-are-really-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-4925825323207895755</id><published>2007-05-11T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T06:47:45.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Friday, and everything's fine except that I dropped my bloody collar pin on my bedroom floor. Its like impossible to find it, because of the complicated tile designs. Great. If I'm lucky, I'll just step on the pin( because its connector isnt attached to it), and I wont need to buy another one from the bookshop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-4925825323207895755?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/4925825323207895755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=4925825323207895755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/4925825323207895755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/4925825323207895755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-friday-and-everythings-fine-except.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-606428985574030623</id><published>2007-05-10T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T03:05:30.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EILEEN!! I cant believe you DO read my blog! :)(;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I let Farah listen to one of the songs from Kamelot. And surprise surprise, I think she genuinely liked it! 06a03 is a really cool class.. not that I'm saying that my current class isn't- its full of nonsense people like&lt;em&gt; *coughs Jo the *cough Pro **coughs&lt;/em&gt;. Still getting used to these.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I miss Mrs. R terribly. I thought I was so sick of her- my former GP+PW+Form teacher, and her naggy nature. But, with the teachers now, I realise how patient she is, a mother figure whenever we needed. She would join us for lunch occassionally, and she was there when I flunked my mid years. of course , she must've thought me a troubled young lady, because one day she sat with me and asked if I had any problems in particular.&lt;br /&gt;I guess because I'm very shifty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm soo disappointed, after finding out the &lt;strong&gt;scandal&lt;/strong&gt; regarding my most favourite teacher in PJC.*&lt;em&gt;thinks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-606428985574030623?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/606428985574030623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=606428985574030623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/606428985574030623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/606428985574030623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/eileen-i-cant-believe-you-do-read-my.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-6208259923729142647</id><published>2007-05-07T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T06:59:39.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People who nag so much, deserve to be rebelled against. It's the intuitive feeling when all you get is &lt;em&gt;the-housechores-this-and-the-stay-at-home-that&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I'm totally broke because i spent my all of my money on &lt;em&gt;ehem&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ever and ever the TRANCE SHIT OUTSIDE IS MAKING MY HEAD THROB.Not my whole head, just my right side cos it's the one facing the window while I'm doing homework/on the com. DUP DUP TO OUR DEATHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-6208259923729142647?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/6208259923729142647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=6208259923729142647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6208259923729142647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6208259923729142647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/people-who-nag-so-much-deserve-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-6350904303414865335</id><published>2007-05-03T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T06:04:25.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did something unexplainable. I decided to cut off the nettings of my pencil box. The lime green one, which has been under my care since like secondary 3 or something. The one that , unfortunately, got stained by an uncapped orange highlighter. But still lime green pencil box weathered it all. And now, the netting's gone cos I've cut it off and it looks misshapen. ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-6350904303414865335?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/6350904303414865335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=6350904303414865335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6350904303414865335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6350904303414865335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-did-something-unexplainable.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-6574546188790069493</id><published>2007-05-02T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T05:04:16.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uncle Ringo's just outside my bedroom window. So I can practically hear the &lt;em&gt;whoosh&lt;/em&gt; of the viking ride, along with screams. Who's he, the uncle? Its a FAIR from the UK, with all the high -priced rides - and they're parked right on the field across Causeway Point. My parents hate it whenever there are huge events there, because the 'noise' can be heard from over here. But I think its cool; it feels so lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times me and Prune. went on the viking in Escape (though it got boring), and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trasos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-ed the whole park. Well most of the times it sounded like &lt;em&gt;Trasooo!!!! &lt;/em&gt;because wind went into our lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for some reason, they're not just playing their usual trance music tonight (at the fair), there is another set of music alongside, overpowering (thank goodness), the trance-nation.&lt;br /&gt;I reminisced when Gary Moore came on, and immediately opened my window to the max, so its like 'natural speakers'. They were playing old school stuff like Scorpions and The Eagles.. not bad! So I guess tonight my mp3 can take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, and looking forward to the weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-6574546188790069493?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/6574546188790069493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=6574546188790069493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6574546188790069493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6574546188790069493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/05/uncle-ringos-just-outside-my-bedroom.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-4214982883470524791</id><published>2007-04-30T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T04:40:38.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't know that my Pe teacher was so patient.&lt;br /&gt;She allowed me to do my five stations solo, because I was too embarrassed and 'paiseh' to do them infront of the girls in my class. What a brat.&lt;br /&gt;Last year's was worse, the girls and the guys combined .. and we even did shuttle run together. But it wasn't so bad , cos I was quite comfortable with last year's guys.&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's nothing much for me to write, but the blade was held strategically to my artery. Update or ...&lt;br /&gt;And she whom wields it, has very so meanly flashed the you-know-what finger to her dear ol' idol. Live in guilt, and you can never be more happier. HAH. Found your myspace profile. In Your Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks to hols! and DF concert!&lt;br /&gt;DF's not exactly my most favourite band , (gets repetitive, their newer songs) , but it'll totally be my first gig from a band that I listen to,ever. C'mon I'm not like 15 - Its only fair if I get to go experience the crowd in black. Think it'll be okay if I turned up wearing some gaudy white or bright yellow shirt ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with the maggi noodles and hermit crabs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-4214982883470524791?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/4214982883470524791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=4214982883470524791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/4214982883470524791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/4214982883470524791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-didnt-know-that-my-pe-teacher-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-3108184014276504855</id><published>2007-04-27T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:02:59.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just can't get enough</title><content type='html'>Of this adoooorable blogskin. And the music of course.&lt;br /&gt;I love Saturdays!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And WHATEVER Joanne, this blogskin aint primary school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-3108184014276504855?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/3108184014276504855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=3108184014276504855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3108184014276504855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3108184014276504855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-cant-get-enough.html' title='Just can&apos;t get enough'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-5227758439869416645</id><published>2007-04-25T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T06:07:50.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I could've said</title><content type='html'>What. Joanne if you're reading this, WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say &lt;em&gt;What.&lt;/em&gt; to the teacher who yelled at me for not putting on my stupid glasses.&lt;br /&gt;I had the very mind to reply &lt;em&gt;What.&lt;/em&gt; to the person who made a big snowlayercakeshit mountain about coming to CCA late.&lt;br /&gt;I almost said &lt;em&gt;What.&lt;/em&gt; to the hot-headed guy who snapped at me when I rolled my eyes at him.&lt;br /&gt;They're my eyeballs and I roll. They're my eyes and I shall see when I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What.&lt;/em&gt; didn't come out, but what did went out , was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, off to prepare for tomorrow's human geog test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-5227758439869416645?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/5227758439869416645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=5227758439869416645' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/5227758439869416645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/5227758439869416645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/04/what.html' title='I could&apos;ve said'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-6907588025624294664</id><published>2007-04-23T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:13:51.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Retarded Crybaby .It Is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-6907588025624294664?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/6907588025624294664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=6907588025624294664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6907588025624294664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/6907588025624294664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/04/retarded-crybaby.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-8523629307711624679</id><published>2007-04-20T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:12:09.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh Night Jaunt</title><content type='html'>Been looking forward to this; now there's nothing left to look forward for . For the time being. Its the night jaunt! ...&lt;br /&gt;Had a cool time with Michelle , Nina and Zubaidah.&lt;br /&gt;First we paid a visit to the night safari- walked ALOT into the trail. Squealed at the flying squirrels and bats. Roared at the lazy tigers. Yea, and after we watched the animal show. It was pretty awesome, the show. I didn't realise that barn owls were very adorable! And they make cooing sounds like a cat.^^&lt;br /&gt;Headed to East Coast for dinner at about 11 plus pm, and then to Changi Village where we err watched&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and then loitered around along with the strayers of the night there.&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Old Changi Hospital was kinda retarded though. We went up, hacking through the overgrown vegetation,and saw white figures whilst some guy flashed his torch into the rooms. In the end, we were told to go back to our buses, because there were some monkeys trying to scare us silly. Drug addicts and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;Nearing dawn, everyone in my bus was falling asleep. To the extent that we slept in the bus while the others went off for a 5.45 am breakfast. It was funny because I wasn't really asleep the whole time - just one of those vague shut eyes, where you can still hear the surroundings, and thus the guy snoring loudly in the seat behind us. Practically everyone else was alseep, and then Nina woke up , thanks to the guy. She got pissed and wanted to stuff his mouth with something to make him shut up. The ridiculous thing was, he and his friend had been boisterously debating over the Roman Catholics, during the early half of the journey. All the way from Night Safari ( in the North I think), to East Coast. Annoying! But hilarious at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Missing Friday's supernatural and Jared Padalecki was kinda worth it after all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-8523629307711624679?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/8523629307711624679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=8523629307711624679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/8523629307711624679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/8523629307711624679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/04/teh-night-jaunt.html' title='Teh Night Jaunt'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-3163149874500856948</id><published>2007-04-15T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T06:08:18.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays</title><content type='html'>It sucks that I cant sleep, I'm still in my Saturday night mood, whereby i DONT sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;Sundays are just death. And tomorrow's geog test.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I spent the whole of Sunday morning ( 12-5am), finishing up my geog essays and watching The Quiet and half of Jeepers Creepers. So I'm a movie diehard, but I explained to my mom that the rented/bought DVDs are what keeps my motivation on to study and do my homework. The Quiet caught my eye, because firstly there was Elisha Cuthbert in it - my world's favourite actress. Okay ONE of my favourite tv personalities. ( Another 1 would be Jared Padalecki, did I tell you just how many times I watched House Of Wax just for the sake of watching my fav actors?)&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, The Quiet, is basically about this deaf girl that enters into a teenage girl's life, when the deaf girl's dad died.I teared at one point in time, because I like feeling what the characters feel, and I'm one big crybaby. I dont like spoilers so I'll just stop here. HAHA so whats the point of blogging at all then, Farah? The thing is, I just needed something to do whilst staying uselessly awake on a school night/morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have lost some of my roots. I walked into my room, and my brother had some song blasting from my new speakers. It was so ridiculously familiar, but I just couldnt quite put my finger on it. &lt;em&gt;Ehh what song is that sia?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fear of the dark- Kalmah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;If you play any Children Of Bodom song now I'd bet I could name it just like that.&lt;br /&gt;But forgetting Iron Maiden tracks are just so.. urgh. Its been a long time since I've tuned on to them on my mp3, time to stop hogging Laiho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is like a new blog, because I got sick of my old one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-3163149874500856948?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/3163149874500856948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=3163149874500856948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3163149874500856948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/3163149874500856948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-sucks-that-i-cant-sleep-im-still-in.html' title='Sundays'/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909701.post-117577735088930776</id><published>2007-04-05T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T05:49:10.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909701-117577735088930776?l=dotheree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/feeds/117577735088930776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909701&amp;postID=117577735088930776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/117577735088930776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909701/posts/default/117577735088930776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotheree.blogspot.com/2007/04/test.html' title=''/><author><name>FarAway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08435660558355304948</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
