<?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-6310104</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:47:55.641+08:00</updated><category term='Sharing of Perception'/><category term='The power of the malay language'/><title type='text'>render me freakish and dazed</title><subtitle type='html'>This is not a small cut that dries and heals,
     I'm cutting trying to picture your black   broken heart,
   Love is not like anything,
Especially a fucking knife</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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>375</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310104.post-5458220619573298277</id><published>2007-03-12T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T12:49:45.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have moved to chrisshep.livejournal.people with livejournal accounts please add mecause i have no fucking idea howweee k love yallcontinue reading religiously</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/5458220619573298277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/5458220619573298277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5458220619573298277' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-4452494893870402664</id><published>2007-03-10T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:20:11.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i received an email from my sister about birth verseslike how there god chose the day and what purpose or what significance you hold in your lifeso my sister and godmother both like were impressed by itand normally i dont do all this things, like chain mail and stuffbut i was depressedand i wanted to see if there was any truth in it,if i have any purposethis is what my verse saysActs 2:28 NIV'You</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4452494893870402664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4452494893870402664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4452494893870402664' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-2547392197783904797</id><published>2007-03-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T00:02:05.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i watched the pursuit of happyness todayQuote of the movie:And it was at that time that I thought about Thomas Jefferson writing that Declaration of Independence. Him saying that we have the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I thought about how he knew to put the 'pursuit' in there, like no one can actually have happiness. We can only pursue it.the show was nice but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2547392197783904797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2547392197783904797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2547392197783904797' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-2881090043832758656</id><published>2007-03-02T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T00:42:32.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, i've got to say my birthday was better than i expected it to bek well apart from the family law paper,which i ended early, when no one ends early,but i think i can passsssssssso after that, the law people celebrated my birthday with me and we ate at es steler(Sp?)the indo restaurant at far east...and it was good, satisfying i have to saybut same experience like last time la..like nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2881090043832758656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2881090043832758656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2881090043832758656' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-1908199327260947723</id><published>2007-02-26T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T06:43:03.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want a happy birthday</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/1908199327260947723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/1908199327260947723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1908199327260947723' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-4980980993562537455</id><published>2007-02-25T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T06:29:30.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heavy heart heavy heart heavy heartbut i guess its better for you this waythen at least you will be happyif its not my fault, why does it hurt so much??sighbut you mean a lot to me, so i guess this is where'friendship lasts longer than relationship' comes ini am gonna overcome thispaper hearts cant win this timeall along i should have realizedthis wasnt your dream it was minebut i have to say it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4980980993562537455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4980980993562537455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4980980993562537455' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-4003373737171504825</id><published>2007-02-24T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:49:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i guess the straw that broke the camels back finally happened todayi got a call from my dad asking what time i would be coming home because someone needed to look after the dogs as he wanted to sleep,as the dogs always bark when someone comes home unless someone is there to look after them but i was busy at that time so i said i will be home in 40 mins..turns out it was too late, and he got kinda</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4003373737171504825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4003373737171504825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4003373737171504825' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-6204442800118209102</id><published>2007-02-21T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:57:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate ambiguityi hate feeling helplessat a loss of what to doi hate it when just when you think you have everything figured out,a red herring appears and everything is thrown about againjust when you know where you standyou get thrown off your perch and you have no idea how to get back therei hate it when i think too muchand suddenly all this possibilities start apparatingsome far fetched, some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/6204442800118209102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/6204442800118209102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6204442800118209102' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-3628700023226745611</id><published>2007-02-17T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:08:48.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>celebrating chinese new year even though i am a ''pure'' eurasian has always been a weird experience for methe oranges, the superstitions, the ang pows, the traditionsbut its also kinda coolcause eurasians dont have their own holiday or festival thingy(contrary to popular belief, eurasians dont celebrate christmas, christians and catholics do)but its always boring for mebecause i have no cousins </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/3628700023226745611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/3628700023226745611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3628700023226745611' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-273444987376639477</id><published>2007-02-11T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:43:48.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday, or rather this morning, was midnight soccer at the bedok simpang courtnot really midnight, like 2 amso we were playing 4v4 happily shouting shoutingwhen the police camehaha apparently someone complained laso they just told us to leaveafter they recorded our particularswe had a 14 yr old kid with us, someone's cousinand the police asked him if he knew about the new rule aboutwhere if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/273444987376639477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/273444987376639477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#273444987376639477' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-6279890263284649769</id><published>2007-02-08T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T11:25:25.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is shep bodoh dayi wore formal for presentationwhen the whole class didnt weari didnt know =/better still,my group was first to presentbut because of technical difficulties,our video couldnt be playedso we are gonna present next weekformal for nothing =//and the videoi acted as thaksinand i feel so embarrassed...ask me for it, if you wanna watch!and thengot more momentsbut i am shy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/6279890263284649769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/6279890263284649769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6279890263284649769' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-7608367809362365759</id><published>2007-02-08T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:28:50.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the hardest part of this, is leaving you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/7608367809362365759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/7608367809362365759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7608367809362365759' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-8122175294073975987</id><published>2007-02-04T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:28:50.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah convey test tmrand i havnt even opened my bookhelp!k anyway, i went to buy food for myself in the morningand i was also looking for a gift for my mumcause its her birthday todayand so happens to be michelle's alsohappy birthday!k anyway i was looking around for a cardaround my neighbourhoodand its kind of refreshing to walk around in rags in the morningin like a market kind of dress-down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/8122175294073975987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/8122175294073975987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8122175294073975987' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-3720141907398083497</id><published>2007-02-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:25:41.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was the remaining games of the ASHRAE cup that we took part itwe being the same team that took part in Director's cup and wonso we won our group stage games quite comprehensively6-0,7-1 and 1-0so i rushed down after fam law make up class just in time to reach astro turfjust before our first game, as everyone else had class so we had just enough playerswe won the first game 1-0with yours </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/3720141907398083497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/3720141907398083497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3720141907398083497' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-4252431707191527154</id><published>2007-01-30T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:59:47.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes after high and amazing times,like peters party or winstons stayover,its easy to forget troubles and live for the momentbut then sometimes, all it takes is a simple conversation with a friendto remind you all over againnot that sharing is bad,its just that you get reminded about the credentials we lack, or what life has screwed us onand whats worseis when you have something you bank </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4252431707191527154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4252431707191527154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#4252431707191527154' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjGEY1PzT94/Rb9QLsg3IuI/AAAAAAAAAAY/h7pIqyJQodg/s72-c/IMG_7473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310104.post-362682043399045978</id><published>2007-01-20T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:07:09.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello the lack of updates is due to me refusing to blog emo-lybecause shit has happened, and we all dont like shitso yes, i am rather down now so instead of updating yall on my lifeand giving more 'why-me-god,again-this-shit-has-happened-god' entries,i am gonna tell a story             Leola Starling of Ribrock, Tenn., had a serious telephone problem.But unlike most people she did something about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/362682043399045978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/362682043399045978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#362682043399045978' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-1872061856658337833</id><published>2007-01-10T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:49:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night I had a dream about youIn this dream I'm dancing right beside youAnd it looked like everyone was having funthe kind of feeling I've waited so longDon't stop come a little closerAs we jam the rythm gets strongerThere's nothing wrong with just a little little funWe were dancing all night longThe time is right to put my arms around youYou're feeling rightYou wrap your arms around tooBut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/1872061856658337833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/1872061856658337833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1872061856658337833' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-204691710123601210</id><published>2007-01-05T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:59:47.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was just watching everybody loves raymondand watching petter boyle act, and its so hard to accept the factthat he is deadhe was such a good actor and to me, he was the reason why the show lastedhe was so cynical, so snide, but there was an episode, where he broke downand proclaimed his love for his wifeit was so sweeti was on the verge of tearsi related to himi always looked forward to his one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/204691710123601210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/204691710123601210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#204691710123601210' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjGEY1PzT94/RZ0oCVyhIRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5fab9plBfpM/s72-c/Peterboyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310104.post-8602281983961823087</id><published>2007-01-02T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:59:48.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>helloif there is one thing i need to be thankful for in 2006and be all misty-eyed and grateful,its gotta be my friendsand not the ones that go hi and bye in schoolthe ones who carebut the ones who really deserve this special mentionare the ones who care without showing they carethe ones who notice your down, but rather then have a sit down talkthey focus on cheering you up rather than listening </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/8602281983961823087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/8602281983961823087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8602281983961823087' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-5167674392738667</id><published>2006-12-31T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T14:40:30.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg i am so freaking excitedfate just threw another opportunity at mejust when i was getting all pessimistic and that she wont comeshe is coming!oh my god k i hope i dont blow this chancelike how i blew the one in churchomg omg omgi couldnt sleep the whole of last night,thinking of what to say or what to doi tossed and turned like a tossed and turned saladhahaahhaoh my god in a few more hours she</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/5167674392738667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/5167674392738667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5167674392738667' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-4865489106591700089</id><published>2006-12-27T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:46:13.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like a hindrance to my friendsk anyway, i think i didnt give otc the synopsis it deservedbut yea no matter how i describe in words, it wont be done justiceour cheer is on youtube ah, damn shioki now have 5 videos on youtube containing mek christmas sucks as alwaysforward to new years please thank you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4865489106591700089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/4865489106591700089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#4865489106591700089' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-6937649605528567499</id><published>2006-12-25T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T03:06:12.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>otc was a blastprogramme this year was good definitelyi think we ownedk anyway this christmas has beenfor want of a better word, fuckedfirst, when i was leaving my grandma's for church,my dad suddenly noticed i was wearing his dancing shoesby mistake instead of the leather shoeshe got angry and shit and i had to go home and changebefore going to churchso fucked upthen of course this made me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/6937649605528567499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/6937649605528567499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6937649605528567499' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-2612332689479170087</id><published>2006-12-18T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:01:32.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let me share with yall a storytoday i want for penitential service with my motherwhich basically is a mass confession in church(yes, after my last blog entry, i went for the real thing)so after confession, i resolved to be a better personlike do good deeds and stuffso my mum and i were about to cross the roadit was raining heavily, as its the fashion nowadayswhilst waiting for the light to change</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2612332689479170087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2612332689479170087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2612332689479170087' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-2203078251091491755</id><published>2006-12-14T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T14:12:11.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>forgive me father for i have sinnedit's been a year since my last confessioni turn to you, father, because your the only one who will forgive meand i dont expect anything more from anyone cause i dont deserve itand i wont be surprsied if you turn your back on me as welli have been a bad soni have been a bad friendk take it back, a horrible friendi give nothing yet expect the world backi use </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2203078251091491755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2203078251091491755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2203078251091491755' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-5462851186751822866</id><published>2006-12-13T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:33:15.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing of Perception'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHARING OF PERCEPTIONSubjectivity is the key factor in perception. There will always be more than one interpretation of any situation. The issue is not so much whose interpretation is correct rather what the basis of the respective interpretation is.Minimizing differences in perception is a major objective in managing people and relationships. The best way to minimize differences is by sharing of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/5462851186751822866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/5462851186751822866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5462851186751822866' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-7716611618680218913</id><published>2006-12-08T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:55:06.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The power of the malay language'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i found something that the malay community in singapore is good forbefore i carry on, please remember eveything done is in good faithnot happy, don't read onyou have been warnedyou know sometimes when you are filled with emotionsbut yet you cant find the right words to express that exact feeling?well, thank the malaysthere are some scenarios where using prim and proper english just wont cut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/7716611618680218913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/7716611618680218913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7716611618680218913' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-2015575564990247388</id><published>2006-12-06T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T03:12:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>todaywas a day of so many emotionsi lost countBOREDfirst i felt bored at OB lectureat the start of the movie, it was kinda interestingi mean, how can a space shuttle crash be boring right?wrong, it was dead boringHUNGRYi ate lunchANNOYED/PISSEDfamily law lecture with ridhwans fave lecturerdamn pissing off ahwith her hard-to-believe-storiesand ''i am young, we are young, so i am cool'' attitude...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2015575564990247388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/2015575564990247388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2015575564990247388' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-3035766680156167868</id><published>2006-12-05T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:31:46.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel compelled to blogbecause of recent events happeningmaybe its the stress of schoolor whateverits amazing how one can just blabber and blabber on and onand not realize the consequence of what your sayinglike, do u think before you speak?do you know how you sound like?do you know how self-centred and fake you are?and who are you to judge peopleand play devils advocateand start handing out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/3035766680156167868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/3035766680156167868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#3035766680156167868' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-8181792018102913737</id><published>2006-12-02T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T15:24:05.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterdaywas guys night out after arab streetfuckingggggggggggggggggg shiokplaying cs with wan,leo,jo,sanji,halim and halim's frenwooooootfucking funand funnyJIHADDDDDD then we walked to fort canning parkplayed hide and seek with josanji freaked outand we cabbed homesimple, no complications, funthe way i like itbitch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/8181792018102913737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/8181792018102913737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8181792018102913737' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116443279829164385</id><published>2006-11-25T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:33:18.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she doesnt even realise                                                                                                                well, some choices are out of reach</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116443279829164385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116443279829164385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116443279829164385' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116378182472743064</id><published>2006-11-18T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:43:44.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i will never forget todayso it was directors cup daywe had just won our quarter-finalwe were watching the other quarter final matchto see who we would be pitted againstso this chinese team was winning this other indian teamwith one minute leftsuddenly there was a hard challenge and this small chinese guywas sent flying to the concrete floorand he took a hard whack on the headand he started to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116378182472743064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116378182472743064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116378182472743064' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116308721655981192</id><published>2006-11-09T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:48:15.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its officialthe problem lies withinand i guess there is nothing i can do about itplease understandi am not angry with anyonei'm not smiling becausei have nothing to look forward toso yeaif you cant stand me like thisor cant bear to see me like thatwhicheveri understandand i wont show my facesorrysmoking is not the answer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116308721655981192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116308721655981192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116308721655981192' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116299618617616495</id><published>2006-11-08T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:29:46.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sosheppy can waithe knows its too late as he's walking on byhis soul slides awaybut 'dont look back in anger'you heard him say</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116299618617616495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116299618617616495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116299618617616495' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116291328391717623</id><published>2006-11-07T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:28:03.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am confusedand conveyancing isnt helpingi wish sch never started</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116291328391717623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116291328391717623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116291328391717623' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116265460208699574</id><published>2006-11-04T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:36:42.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmcant u see they way your acting?its so annoyingthe world doesnt revolve around youyou dont have to make a big fuss over everything that happens to youin fact, some of the things dont concern you at alland stop talking to people and start being all sweetonly when you want somethingyou dont see it, but i cringe everytime you talk bad about someonecause actually, your not all that perfect </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116265460208699574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116265460208699574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116265460208699574' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116231048538168345</id><published>2006-10-31T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:27:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You sat me down beside myselfTo show me all the reasonsI was wrong for youWas this for real?It's hard to tellCause it was such a beautiful mess we had got intoI'm gonna overcome this, paper hearts can't win this timeAnd all alongI should have known this wasn't your dream,it was mineI know you wanted me to give up this life to beEverything I was back when you had the hands my heart was inI was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116231048538168345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116231048538168345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116231048538168345' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116209900537277176</id><published>2006-10-29T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T13:22:29.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fri thru to saturday, was one of the most emotionally and physically draining days of my poly life.k here's whyfri was planned for us to head down to cine to get my figurines and then to bugis to get a jacket for mr wan, and then to queensway to get my shoes and winsors jeans.sowan called me asked me if i could come school at 3 to help carry stuff''sure!'' answered this naive and enthusiastic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116209900537277176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116209900537277176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116209900537277176' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116171883633167734</id><published>2006-10-25T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T03:40:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh its fucking 330 am and i cant sleepand tmr lecture at 9leadershipi promise myself i am gonna attend every lectureeven the intro onesand even those that are my only subjects for a whole day in schoolyes tmr, or rather today, its just that lecture for an hourfucki am gonna start my lord of the rings miniatures collection againcause its so fucking coolwins and i were fooling around with what i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116171883633167734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116171883633167734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116171883633167734' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116145501185785606</id><published>2006-10-22T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T02:23:31.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think this has been the longest that i havnt updatedk anyway, school starts in two daysi am gonna be more seriousand i am getting  more and easily irritated with things happening around mewell more than usualdont know whyk anywaymy aunt is inviting my family, along with hers', to watch thespongebob showcase in singaporehathe best thing is, she says in the email if we get a party of 8,we get to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116145501185785606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116145501185785606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116145501185785606' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116084550108094358</id><published>2006-10-15T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:07:37.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was blog-hoppingand i came across thisI read this from the second book I finished this week:Today's modern women should know that a gentleman hoping to entice her will employ one of the two methods: either a straightforward, direct approach, or a more subtle, gentle wooing. Sadly, as with most matters, few gentlemen consider which method the lady might casually prefer - until it's too late. -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116084550108094358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116084550108094358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116084550108094358' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116059249505450045</id><published>2006-10-12T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T02:48:15.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday at 2amwas one of the best days of the holidaysridhwan called me at 2amand said,''shep go get ready and change, we going out''i was flabbergasted and was like wtfand as it turned outjo and halim had already picked up wan in jo's vanso i snuck out of the houseand jo came in his van, scrapped my kerb and i clambered inso we went to eat at simpang i honour of halim's birthdaywe had illegal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116059249505450045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116059249505450045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116059249505450045' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116048586281829153</id><published>2006-10-10T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T21:11:02.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so the people at raffles place stopped replying to my email once they heard i could only work for 2 weeks.die.next holidays cannot go bangkok already shahira, no moneysorryso all i that i have been doing this holidaysisrun?guitaring?fuck so boringi half want school to startand the other half hates school cause its a depressing placewith emphasis on grades, looks and social statusno one can be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116048586281829153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116048586281829153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116048586281829153' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116040961203053020</id><published>2006-10-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:00:12.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello can i share with yall thisi was watching my wife and kidsand its fucking funnyhusband:you've got something on your chinfat wife's friend: where?(checks chin)husband:no the other one,no the lower one, no the lowest onewife:dont talk to my friend like that!fat friend: no its alright, i have to run anywayhusband: yea you have to run, and do sit ups and crunches and dietfat friend: i will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116040961203053020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116040961203053020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116040961203053020' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-116015799240019235</id><published>2006-10-07T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T02:06:32.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10. LOVE YOURSELF:As much as I love you, how can you not love yourself?You were created by me for one reason only -- to be loved, and to love in return.I am a God of Love.Love Me.Love your neighbors.But also love yourself.It makes My heart ache when I see you so angry with yourself when things go wrong. You are very precious to me.Don't ever forget......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116015799240019235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/116015799240019235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116015799240019235' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115990337715153452</id><published>2006-10-04T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T03:22:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe sleeping at 5am everyday has its advantagesi find time to blogcause during normal sane hours,i am either running, playing soccer, at sangs houseor just fucking lazyanywayyay orange county are the champions of catholeague 2006!after 3 years in this tournament with 2 different teams, i finally came in 1st!wooooooowe won after the game went to penaltiesit was a tough game laboth teams fighting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115990337715153452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115990337715153452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115990337715153452' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115946139388671738</id><published>2006-09-29T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:36:33.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg i am so sick of myselfi can find so many ways to think of myself as a failure compared to the people around mein every single aspectgrades,job,friendship or whateverand it's so fucking annoyingcause i dont want toit just hits megrr fuckanyway 3 more days to the finalsi actually have a good feeling about itthe bad thing is so do the knobus peopleAnd we lay, we lay togetherjust not too close, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115946139388671738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115946139388671738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115946139388671738' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115918347442491377</id><published>2006-09-25T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T01:09:59.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay orange county made it to the catholeague finals....the team we were playing against, BG boys,set out their stalls to defend from the very first whistleso it was deadlocked all the way till penaltiesand we won via penaltieskudos to the penalty takers for having the guts to step up and take oneso our finals will be held at stpats this sundayagainst knobus, the team i played for last yearin the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115918347442491377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115918347442491377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115918347442491377' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115886933555541132</id><published>2006-09-22T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T04:08:55.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i enjoy reading my eldest sister's blogi was reading thru her previous entriesand its so funnywhat a pity she stopped bloggingi was reading thru my previous entriesand i was (am,whatever) so fucking immatureand stupid and i blogged like a cavemanwith no paragraphing or anythingjust a chunk of redundant rubbisheugh i felt so bad earlier whilst out with the familybecause i was quiet and broodingand</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115886933555541132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115886933555541132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115886933555541132' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115861213688702355</id><published>2006-09-19T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:42:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss godhis presence within mei havnt been to church for agesand the last few time i went, it was with my friendsand i cant lie and say we were all quiet and listened and were attentivei have no one to turn to who can really help me and make me feel better in recent timesi really think i am in a slump nowthis was when i realized that i really need the direction that god provided me in past </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115861213688702355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115861213688702355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115861213688702355' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115843761732574534</id><published>2006-09-17T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T04:15:17.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more pictures from zouk!!! read the previous entry for details of 'the zouk experience' this was what i meant by the guitarist being emotional....hahaha but damn cute laa jill and sa!!! chance meeting!!oh ya did i mention that stacie oricco looked at me twice when she was singing...yes not once, but twice...she must have liked what she saw... mahahaha and no wan, she wasnt looking at you...hahaha</summary><link 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8.45 then the freaking introduction was like half an hourstupid vernon A and justin ang, making lame jokesshe sang for like 40 mins? then she leftbut she sang well, and we all(including wan and i) sung along to 'there's gotta be more to life'hahahahhayes damnnn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115843618595207608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115843618595207608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115843618595207608' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115825262087762996</id><published>2006-09-15T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:56:53.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothing is cheering me uphmmmnot even the videos that wan put up of us in youtubemaybe cause i have seen it too many timeswell hopefully tmr will be bettercause wan and i are going for the stacie orrico concert in zoukyes, two 18-yr old boys are going for a stacie oricco concerthope we have funsorry if i dun reply to the tags regarding my results and shiti just dont know what to saybut thanks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115825262087762996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115825262087762996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115825262087762996' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115816960224246651</id><published>2006-09-14T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:52:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it hurts when something you eagerly await for a weekturns out so disappointing and so totally not what you expectfuck it hurts when you expect at least some B's finally after a year and a half of poly lifeand you still see the fucking friendly faces of C's and D'sfucki didnt even aim to do so fucking well and get all Ai just wanted to pull up my fucking pathetic GPA of 2.01wow thanks it came </summary><link 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besar stadium(OC stands for orange county, aptly named cause we wear orange)Peter chai, the guy in yellow, is not actually the keeper but its just that our keeper for that day wanted to play up so pete volunteered to be keeper...next are photos of me leading the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115808613010170026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115808613010170026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115808613010170026' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115799602113243688</id><published>2006-09-12T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T01:33:41.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm i was just watching Becker, the tv showand there was this scene that was so fucking sad for a comedyJake, the resident blind guy, actually opened the door for a burglar and let him escape because well, he was blind. So he was feeling damn bad and shit and he said this,''When i wake up everyday, I think like I am any average guy on the street. I have a job, i have friends, i lead a normal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115799602113243688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115799602113243688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115799602113243688' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115778382417833659</id><published>2006-09-09T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T14:37:04.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday i spent time with my old friends,sangeet and winstonand it was exactly these times that i missedwe chilled at sangs house for ages,doing stupid things like screaming and shoutingfucking funny...can u picture sangeet screaming? yes exactlythen we went to blk 85 to eat and we spent like 3 hours therejust the three of us talking about random things and laughing and making frens with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115778382417833659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115778382417833659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115778382417833659' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115764811095878432</id><published>2006-09-08T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:57:16.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as though the current situation wasnt bad enough, it got worsewhy hold this back for so long and pretend everything is alright?but maybe you do have a point,maybe we have been too mean and selfish and not thinking about othersk i apologise for whatever part i played in thiswe obviously were wrong when we believed you when you told us you were okand thanks for not telling us the truth all along </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115764811095878432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115764811095878432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115764811095878432' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115730075965078864</id><published>2006-09-04T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:25:59.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was soccer at safra changi..also known as NSRCCto some enlightened people, this was the place that i used to work as a bowling alley guyyes snicker all u wantanyway, they recently built a street soccer court thereand while walking around, i saw some familiar faces that were there when i still worked thereand are still there...nostalgiaanyway, i managed to take a photo of mr sangeet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115730075965078864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115730075965078864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115730075965078864' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115695698221268834</id><published>2006-08-30T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:04:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BIG GROUP DINNER GANG ACTCHAPTER 1Short Title1. This Act may be cited as the Big Group Dinner Gang ActInterpretation2.In this Act, unless the context otherwise requires, ''necessities'' means cigarettes, alcohol, drugs or anything that makes one high as shit.''BGDG'' means Big Group Dinner Gang.''Albino moose, Honourary and Minion membership'' is the hierarchy of membership. Refer to Schedule A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115695698221268834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115695698221268834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115695698221268834' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115686149593624416</id><published>2006-08-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:24:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today marked the end of contractbut more importantlyit was the birthday of the wonderous and exalted chairman of bgdgso after our contract paper, we trooped down to the airportfor fish &amp; coand i dun think i should have new york fish and chips or whatever its calledever again...i felt damn sick and fullits like having 2003454 cheesecakes in one goi can never eat this sort of filling stuff...like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115686149593624416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115686149593624416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115686149593624416' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115677252124512817</id><published>2006-08-28T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:42:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tribute to ruzainah binte hussein:thanks ruz! you rock for giving me that ipod coveri was damn touched when i saw itit really made my day thank you thank you!i am glad we got over that thing in year one where the first words u ever said to me were''BASTARD''haha =) thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuruz is the one on the left for all you ignorant peopleshahira binte anuar:Happy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115677252124512817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115677252124512817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115677252124512817' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115669170881040506</id><published>2006-08-27T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:15:08.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i finally know why i chose to support newcastlecause i can relate to themwe both have lots of promise,potential to do wellbut we always fail to deliverthey turn in disappointing results week afer weeki turn in disappointing results sem after semwe constantly frustrate the people around us:newcastle frustrates the fansi frustrate my friendswe both know that we are capable of betterand we </summary><link 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i feel the most prepared for any exam since year 1so i think i should be able to do wellits just that i wish i didnt play and had been more serious in year 1fuck how to pull up a gpa of 2.01i did the maths with wan and best case scenario, my gpa will be 2.7 or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115662030684813242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115662030684813242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115662030684813242' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115652705830228188</id><published>2006-08-26T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T01:30:58.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just when i thought things were picking up;my ulcers had disappearedmy dad hasnt been so rampag-y for a whilemy coursework grades have been satisfactorysome signs of it going downhill appearedmy mum like took over the mantle and is fucking me up nowstarting to panic for cp and contract and accountsbut more importantly i can feel fucking ulcers coming onand thats the worse cause i dun want the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115652705830228188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115652705830228188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115652705830228188' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115652705091519615</id><published>2006-08-26T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T01:30:50.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just when i thought things were picking up;my ulcers had disappearedmy dad hasnt been so rampag-y for a whilemy coursework grades have been satisfactorysome signs of it going downhill appearedmy mum like took over the mantle and is fucking me up nowstarting to panic for cp and contract and accountsbut more importantly i can feel fucking ulcers coming onand thats the worse cause i dun want the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115652705091519615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115652705091519615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115652705091519615' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115643859418074184</id><published>2006-08-24T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:56:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am bored with studyingso i have decided to dedicate this blog entryto people who always say,''you know, i looked damn different in year 1''so yea i decided to do some research and my conclusion isYAAAAAAAAAAAAA BALLLLLSSSShahahahah xue ting(before)after! thats why people always say,''who is that? never seen her before'' and this is the guys' after pic as well...winsor wan and me...wan wore that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115643859418074184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115643859418074184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115643859418074184' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115630155655320795</id><published>2006-08-23T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T10:52:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it seems recently i have been pissing a lot of people offnice msn conversations suddenly erupt and turn soura tit-for-tat conversation with a fren suddenly turns into a shouting matchand i am on my chair at home or in school wondering''what the fuck happened?''i dunno maybe i am too blamemaybe i have been too overbearingand insensitive to people's feelingsespecially the ones that always endure my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115630155655320795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115630155655320795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115630155655320795' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115617801583115042</id><published>2006-08-22T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T00:33:36.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the past few days have been a flurry of activitymainly soccer and planningsoccer was at jalan besar stadiumeveryone was kinda excited about itplaying at an actual stadium and stuffbut i didnt do the occasion justice as i played like shithopefully it was just tiredness from the morning gamebut yea, probably not a valid excuseand the planning thing wasnt as properly covered as we hoped it to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115617801583115042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115617801583115042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115617801583115042' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115596886998572735</id><published>2006-08-19T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T14:27:50.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm depressedwhy the fuck has newcastle not bought anyone?are they sure they want to start the season with foluwashola ameobi?the only thing consistent about him is his inconsistencyfuckbut i am kinda glad they didnt get dirk kuyt as wellto me, he hasnt like shown he can take over shearerand fuck la i think its another season of heartbreak being a newcastle fanmaybe leo was right when he said i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115596886998572735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115596886998572735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115596886998572735' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115565920644637715</id><published>2006-08-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:26:46.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh what is the world coming topeople have livejournals where its impossible to leave comments(wei loong, how the fuck?)people think female crocs are niceTHE SAME PERSON THINKS THAT SOME PEOPLE LOOK NICE IN ''SEXY'' SLEEPWEARphotocopying 2 books at ITAS costs 4 fucking fifty....like what the hell..i didnt ask for gold plated binding with words encrypted with diamondson the bus today, a nonya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115565920644637715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115565920644637715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115565920644637715' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115556504305019619</id><published>2006-08-14T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:17:23.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate my frenmotion city soundtrack is one of my favourite bandsand when she migrated to canada, she arrived in time to catchTHE WARPED TOURthat is like this major festival where cool bands like MCS and brand new, not nsync and roosterperform and stuffi was making fun of hersaying that hopefully when she goes, all the crap bands playbut fuckit backfiredand she recorded it la the </summary><link rel='edit' 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this is a summary cause i lost all inspiration that i had when i did the earleir entrysobalrite i went for this national day party at the eurasian association which was namedRED AND WHITE DAYunfortunately, my dad failed to inform us that it was a seniors </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115540538378739784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115540538378739784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115540538378739784' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115531872150176996</id><published>2006-08-12T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:52:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Life... is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. You're stuck with this undefinable whipped-mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while, there's a peanut butter cup, or an English toffee. But they're gone too fast, the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115531872150176996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115531872150176996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115531872150176996' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115522023962484390</id><published>2006-08-10T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:30:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fucknever fails to happenevery fucking dayi have had enough of this shitjust when i thought things were picking upas though things werent bad enoughi get called useless, with no fucking futurefinei have no future ahead of me whatalways knew thatsometimes i wished you left me when i was 5 years old</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115522023962484390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115522023962484390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115522023962484390' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115514161203824753</id><published>2006-08-10T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:40:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck i feel bad for the previous postdoes no justice to ruzfor all the effort she put in and stuffTHANK YOU RUZyou rockand thanks to leo and qilah for ice creamand thanks to wan for duriansand thanks to shahira for donuts and chickenand thanks to wei loong and winsor and lisa for helping to winsoralthough i cant say that i am not disappointed with you winsor, cause we made this plan quite long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115514161203824753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115514161203824753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115514161203824753' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115514094865632370</id><published>2006-08-10T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:29:08.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got back from ruz's house andit was a good day i thinkmet leo at tanah merahmet the rest on the waybought ice creammade our way to her housebesides eating, watched tvi think i was being too overbearing that daysorrythenwent homeyeait was more fun then how i am describing itits just that i am tired and i have a french test tmrfuckity fuckyeai think blogging like this sucksi shall include </summary><link 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i laughed like a bastardcause i pictured wanhhahahayou know i love you rite?Kelantan police said today they continued to be mystified about the recent attack on former Malaysian Prime Minister Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad, involving a 'pepper spray'. According to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115487131268094181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115487131268094181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115487131268094181' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115479432299659739</id><published>2006-08-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:12:03.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello some pictures from recent events.....weeeeealrite the above two pics were from law games...there were alot more by why bother putting up everything when someone already has? so just mine will do mahahahha                                                              wei loong, me and jo         the unfortunate victims who sat next to me and were subjected to my cam whorishness</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115479432299659739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115479432299659739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115479432299659739' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115475516180143002</id><published>2006-08-05T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T13:19:21.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrite yesterday..hmmmmhad the freaking outline test... my goddddwho puts nervous shock, a cause of action, as a freaking remedy??? my godddand accounts test32.5 out of 50 for someone who use to take accounts? fucked upanyway i spent like 5 bucks in the freaking lounge in like 3 hrsfucking foosball and pool and photohuntbut its was fun i thinki know someone who found it more funnot cause of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115475516180143002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115475516180143002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115475516180143002' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115461525316346537</id><published>2006-08-03T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:27:33.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fucking ulcersits making my mood badand because of thati am making people angryi am sorryi have no right to say what i said todaywhy am i like thisi wanna changearghhhfuckfuck fuck fucksorry sorry sorrywell bright side; havnt been smoking for a week and a halfif u can call it a bright side</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115461525316346537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115461525316346537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115461525316346537' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115452541818904405</id><published>2006-08-02T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:30:18.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my godsingapore idoloh my godjay lim and whats her facejasmine tye? fucking......massivejay lim....walau eh.......i cringed like a bastard.....i know i am tone deaf but seriouslywalau....i swear wan and i can duet and do a better job kand whats with the way he talks...eeeeeeeeeeand jasmine tyemy god just when i thought it couldnt get worsewannabe by spice girls???????florence was right when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115452541818904405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115452541818904405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115452541818904405' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115426001622742977</id><published>2006-07-30T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T19:46:56.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's get fucked up and dieI'm speaking figuratively, of courseLike the last time that I committed suicide.. social suicideSo I'm already dead on the inside,But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs,I have learned to love the lieI wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerentI wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common senselet me in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115426001622742977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115426001622742977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115426001622742977' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115419081402542945</id><published>2006-07-30T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:33:34.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today i headed to cineleisure to catch up with my stranger fren, erica.this girl is weird...like really weird...anyway we watched lady in the waterthere is more to the story then what the title suggests...hahaits was ok la...so miss-i-am-migrating had to go church so she left...and i wont see her till december..like whats so good about canada rite..monkey..PLEASE KEEP IN TOUCH THANK YOUSOME </summary><link 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back to law gameswe finished second place, we being marcus leo halim alvin skinny, and fat and me.we ended up second in our group after winning 2 and losing one,so we made it to the semi finalsand it was this event that i dun think i will forgot in a hurrywe were 2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115410219941047331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115410219941047331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115410219941047331' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115384191464960640</id><published>2006-07-25T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:38:34.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to the museis making me feel suicidalthen i listened to i wanna fuck a dogand i feel like fucking a.....k enoughcan i state down an observation please?i think its amazing how in year 1, we were all anti-social bastardseveryone had their own class to have lunch with, sit with and stuffno socializing outside of their own safe classesand now, its likeeveryone is linked to one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115384191464960640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115384191464960640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115384191464960640' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115366642621457413</id><published>2006-07-23T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:53:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i came home damn hyperand then i listened to songs by the museand they are fucking emoso now i am fucking emobut i shant blog emo-lytodays match was held at ping yi instead of stpatsgod knows whyso we beat the ex champions of catholeague 4-2woooo really did our confidence no harmand they are sore losers lanot all of themsomeshouting at everyoneref,linesmen anyoneeven their own teammateswhat makes</summary><link 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just kidding kwalaubut reallyunder the guidance of ridhwan bin abdul rahimsports secretary of law inc and log comm head for law investiture 2007/2007,i think we, halim jo winsor wan leo marcus and myself, did things efficiently and were inconspicious enoughand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115358013950235559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115358013950235559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115358013950235559' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115340818226446102</id><published>2006-07-20T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T23:09:42.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm i feel much much better after that last postlike an 11 year dormant volcano finally eruptedand the james i referred to in my previous entry,he came down for soccer todayso fucking coincidentalsince he was supposed to have migrated and allhappens he is in singapore for a one week holidaycool shitk lab work to do for nowlaw investiture tomorrowand i have to go to millenia walk alone on sunto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115340818226446102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115340818226446102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115340818226446102' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115330919855652543</id><published>2006-07-19T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T19:39:58.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was on the way homedeep in thought as usualwhen this incident that happened a long time agore-enacted itself in my headwas waiting for the bus after a primary school day had endedwhen my ''friends'' started to get bored and they started to find faults with peopleas in like sorta birth ''defects''so yes, james was cross-eyed, ryan had a funny gait when he walked, and shep stammered when he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115330919855652543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115330919855652543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115330919855652543' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115314884327313418</id><published>2006-07-17T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T23:07:24.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally watched pirates of the carribbeanits nicebut people, its not a comedyk captain jack sparrow is a funny cute guybut really, its not that funnysome parts made me smileand yes, some parts were cutebut the whole cinema was like, laughing as though it was the funniest shit aroundthere was one idiot who sat behind us that repeated every last line of a jokelike for example;when they were passing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115314884327313418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115314884327313418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115314884327313418' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115305955975371808</id><published>2006-07-16T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:19:19.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmi feel like god put me on earth for people to look at my life and say''hmm my life isnt that bad after all''i know i dont have the worst life in the worldthere are others with much much worsebut the fact that they can cope and live with itshows how fucking weak i am mentallyand i am reading irony everywherein blogs and shitits really fucking ironicand at todays gamebefore the game even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115305955975371808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115305955975371808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115305955975371808' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115297933140981035</id><published>2006-07-15T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:02:11.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fucking minutes testi didnt even know how to draw the fucking lines for the signatureand i wonder why i dont do wellanywaybaybeats was madfucking hotand mat infestedk so i am getting my specs tomorrowand playing my matchahanywayk i shant type anymore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115297933140981035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115297933140981035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115297933140981035' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115289101796747298</id><published>2006-07-14T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:30:18.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>k u know the earlier post? about studying?k fuck it one day into it and i fucked up alreadysleeping during accounts and shiti am just not meant to do well academically and get good gradesanyway, we played soccer in school today...at astro turfand we experienced first hand what being in law can do to ur egolet me explainwe saw the law freshmen playingand the majority of them there were from 1T02 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115289101796747298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115289101796747298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115289101796747298' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115289101719533953</id><published>2006-07-14T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:30:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>k u know the earlier post? about studying?k fuck it one day into it and i fucked up alreadysleeping during accounts and shiti am just not meant to do well academically and get good gradesanyway, we played soccer in school today...at astro turfand we experienced first hand what being in law can do to ur egolet me explainwe saw the law freshmen playingand the majority of them there were from 1T02 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115289101719533953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115289101719533953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115289101719533953' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115280998910511708</id><published>2006-07-14T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:59:49.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrite back from socceri have resolved to study and pay attention in classes and lectures from now onmy dad gave me one of his infamous you-need-to-support-your-parents talks and he is emphasizing how i cant disappoint him...and the way things are going, i am gonna be a major disappointment.so from now on, no more skippping classesno more skipping lectures, from the start of halfway, even if its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115280998910511708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115280998910511708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115280998910511708' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115271433527404849</id><published>2006-07-12T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:25:35.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Author : Stephen Covey ( Management Guru)Discover the 90/10 Principle. It will change your life (at least theway you react to situations). What is this principle?10% of life is made up of what happens to you. 90% of life is decided by how you react.What does this mean?We really have no control over 10% of what happens to us.We cannot stop the car from breaking down.The plane will be late arriving</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115271433527404849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115271433527404849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115271433527404849' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115263893733119550</id><published>2006-07-12T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T01:28:57.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrite soccer therapy today was wonder-fucking-fulhaha damn fun la....perspired like a waterfallanywayNO MORE WORLD CUP ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhfucki wasnt kidding when i said i dont have much to live for nowits likeliving in germany with no beerplaying football with no ballstudying in school with no librarysinging underwateryea u get my point...k i just finished my pre lab i feel so accomplished....and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115263893733119550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115263893733119550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115263893733119550' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115243699648300476</id><published>2006-07-09T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T17:23:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuckkkkmy fucking match got postponed...its been raining the whole fucking dayits not like we didnt wanna play in the rainfucking stpats didnt wanna allow players to play on the field while its wetcause it wants the field to recover because it has been used on fri and satLIKE WHAT THE FUCKthere goes my soccer therapy......i was so looking forward to it knowall psyched up and shitfuck laso instead</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115243699648300476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115243699648300476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115243699648300476' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115238002681299359</id><published>2006-07-09T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T01:33:46.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a nice chat with leo and qilah at tccthey woke me up....i think what i needed was a fucking slapso leo slapped mek just kiddingthey slapped me figuratively...''fuck it shep.....u know fuck it? FUCK IT''so yesi know fuck itand i will fuck itcause i look back and realisebrooding or emo-ingisnt gonna helpit wont make her change her mindnot now, not everin fact,my frens get/got hurt in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115238002681299359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115238002681299359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115238002681299359' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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-6310104.post-115228077183933401</id><published>2006-07-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:40:28.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wanted to blog a whole fucking chunk of shitabout how emo this and emo thatbut i decided against itcause the more i thing about itthe worse it isego? frenship?i am suppose to fuck that shit it seemssince i am suppose to act like nothing happenedi will(cause i want you happy)and just rot internallyi really wanna be frens with everyonesad it cant be seen...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115228077183933401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6310104/posts/default/115228077183933401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggyhead.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115228077183933401' title=''/><author><name>SHEPPY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10445203710424205122</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></feed>
