<?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-5486445</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:24:11.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nao.</title><subtitle type='html'>nao.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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>243</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486445.post-115039994289640718</id><published>2006-06-16T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T03:32:22.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELLO AFTERRAINFALL.BLOGSPOT.COM.HOW HAVE YOU BEEN DOING? I MISSED YOU.TAKE CARE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/115039994289640718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/115039994289640718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115039994289640718' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110878915629277853</id><published>2005-02-19T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T12:59:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>livejournal for now.okay?okay.www.livejournal.com/~iremembermay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110878915629277853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110878915629277853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110878915629277853' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110718169374353319</id><published>2005-01-31T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T16:30:00.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HAVE TOTALLY NO IDEA ON WHAT WILL I BECOME 18 YEARS FROM NOW ONmaybe i'll become:a tailor.a fishmonger.a beggar.a kanasai burger.a rock without a star.an angry beaver.a pain in the ass.a dancer.a stupid kid.a laoyao.a politician. a mutant.a fruitcake.a monchichi.a musician without a license.a drug-dealer.a street fighter.a combatant.an anything technician.a computer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110718169374353319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110718169374353319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110718169374353319' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110701681887050155</id><published>2005-01-30T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:40:18.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THINGS WORKED OUT DIFFERENTLY AFTER THAT ACCIDENT HANGOVERone word.RAD.te amo.okay go.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110701681887050155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110701681887050155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110701681887050155' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110681590020031310</id><published>2005-01-27T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T17:05:03.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE ATTACK OF THE SPANISH DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER....ola!I REMEMBER MAY.el atorar con mi i remember may era ayer grande.sin bassist.nunca mente entonces.pienso que la venda puede hacerlo al stardom 05'.bien,pienso.el lo menos que podriamos hacer debe intentar y escribir nuestraspropias composiciones y em de la rafaga apagado.rocas.woohoo.el atorar con monroe mas adelante encendido.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110681590020031310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110681590020031310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110681590020031310' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110664293509378425</id><published>2005-01-25T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T16:51:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NATIONAL TV TRIED KILLING CIVILIANS IN CHAPTER VIISuper Okay!I Remember May.ice nice.woohoo.wee.ouahpifjqwdco[kcvoko[qefigymi ntb304try7923trgwubw8 d7 rt53671478754i03 98l491w6.iuchm80cny2u247 8tr76vnhwi0dj,   as0-x2mj9ry2349gtjmel;sk  ergwrwqs wuodgnw8.i am the one.tmr jamming with irm.sheeshkebabai.sick.    hey vampiress from bolivia,bite me uh?haha.      too tired to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110664293509378425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110664293509378425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110664293509378425' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110641312653068708</id><published>2005-01-23T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T01:05:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I PROMISED THE WORLD AND A DOZEN ROSES.thanks for coming to the gig earlier on.it was TOTALLY awesome.HAD FUN.every band was like wow.they're awesome.very nice.thanks to all.those who missed monroe,don't worry.we'll be performing again at MICA Building.on the 12th of February.update details later on.MERCI.thanks for letting me slip on your jacket.te AHMMMMMMMMMo.hehe.je </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110641312653068708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110641312653068708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110641312653068708' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110621387799323834</id><published>2005-01-20T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:37:57.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I REMEMBER MAY/ROSES ARE NOT AS RED AS YOUhola.html codes are soooooo rad.check this out.I LOVE youhaha i know you all know already.sheeshness.ahm ahm.selamat hari raya haji to all muslims out there.mbek mbek.kambing lom sampai.haha kaklar.alamak.can go home liao.yay yay.starbucks girl,je t'aime beaucoup.see you on SATURDAY.AHM AHM AHM AHM AHM!:D :D :D :D :DPS:YOU CAN </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110621387799323834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110621387799323834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110621387799323834' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110604134619225857</id><published>2005-01-18T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T17:42:26.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TO GET YOU UNDRESS/AND NOT FOR THE SUNi'm not the only lonely boy.the keyboards here rocks.but it gives me spasm effects.like toik toik toik.cool huh.serenaide rocks my brain.i said dum di di dum dum dum dum dum di di dum.chijmes calling for us.10 bucks for such show.tres bon.monroe got few new songs.can't wait to play it this saturday.i'm prepared for one.start saving green </summary><link 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TOOK IT OUT.I TOOK A BITE.VERY NICE APPLE.I FELT SO HAPPY SUDDENLY.OOH APPLES.I'M OH-SO TURNED ON.RED ROUND POISONED THINGY CALLED APPLE.then.off to school.i see the bus.i board the bus.so cold.then i alight at tampines.then i transfer bus.oh so cold,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110568043747671572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110568043747671572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110568043747671572' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110551027061230002</id><published>2005-01-12T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T01:33:36.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A MONTH OF PURE ROMANCE/INDIE POP GOES WRONGOKAY GO.CHIJMES22nd January '05.Some pub.no idea.but bands like Moods,Rushed,Ceramic Circle will entertain you that evening.starts at 4 30pm.Monroe will be playing too.and tix... 10 bucks.see you there.JURONG EAST NATIONAL LIBRARY29th January '05.4th floor.Munchies at 9 will be playing.with My Blind December.No idea what they play</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110551027061230002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110551027061230002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110551027061230002' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110542855831335548</id><published>2005-01-11T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T15:29:18.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sick.i'm sick.really sick.doc,you made me happy last night.smile my only:[if you feel like dying you might wanna' sing]okay.nothing else.oh one more thing.je t'aime working woman.te amo.sigh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110542855831335548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110542855831335548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110542855831335548' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110525008814942567</id><published>2005-01-09T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T13:54:48.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS TRIAL IS ONLY FOR YOU AND ME KILLERShello.got a show to destroy with the lord and the knights later.substation garden.ok?ok.hoping for the best just hoping something happens.ok the rose of all stars is calling me already.buenas noches.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110525008814942567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110525008814942567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110525008814942567' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110494775580847035</id><published>2005-01-06T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T02:00:02.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHE'S LANA DIE,A DNA LIE.jam session with The Short Answers earlier today.was late.but not after all.rafiee didn't turn up.it's okay.was fun.ok heal.didn't see you today.hockey.fun?i know.tiring.sleep well.ahm.chomp2.:D:D:D:D:Dwent over to b's place with tweet &amp; mon after tt.fir went off to work.khai went off to meet his friend.fun time watching Jersey's Girl together.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110494775580847035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110494775580847035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110494775580847035' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110473655044736588</id><published>2005-01-03T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T15:15:50.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tu eres mui bonita.learnt.i remember what my mom told me when i was little."stop dreaming in life"i made a wish.it came true.i guess i just need to dream a lot more.i can't get the things that i really wanted.being a loser is not exactly what i really wanted.getting things that we don't even think of.it's not where i really want to be.but i'm lucky i belong here.here.home.sayonara.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110473655044736588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110473655044736588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110473655044736588' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110447748993135593</id><published>2004-12-31T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T15:18:09.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>_____________ _____.I FEEL LIKE I'VE LOST EVERYTHING WHEN YOU'RE GONEAND REMEMBERING WHAT IT'S LIKETO HAVE YOU HERE WITH MEI THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOWI'M NOT MAKING THIS EASYTAKE MY HAND AND NEVER LET ME GOTAKE MY HAND AND NEVER LET ME GOPROMISE ME YOU'LL NEVER LET GOOOOOOOOOMAKE THIS LAST FOREVER.-matchbook romancechomp2 :D :D :D :D :D </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110447748993135593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110447748993135593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110447748993135593' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110442480577940261</id><published>2004-12-31T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:40:05.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT LANGDON?/I'M A DEAD KILLER.i'm so da vinci's code for tonight.and i'm a rip-off.last week was a full-blast nirvana for me. dash.it's like lighting candles in the rain.it's like lighting candles in the rain.it's like lighting candles in the rain.it's like lighting candles in the rain.9th Jan,Dyna Turmoil,Sub Garden.i thought i'm a good man.anagrams </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110442480577940261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110442480577940261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110442480577940261' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110322310597465387</id><published>2004-12-17T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T02:57:49.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVERYTHING,EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT.say it like you mean it.i love you.my com's being a twerp.it make me look more nerdy-er than evah *echoes*can't really sign in.connection sucks.blablabla.dehydrated.don't expect me going online in future.blooday hellay.currently sessioning for Munchies At 9 on drums.if i'm not gd enough,then i'm sorry. i cannot be like zul.but i'm really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110322310597465387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110322310597465387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110322310597465387' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110278760974020404</id><published>2004-12-12T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T01:53:29.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SUNDAY DRIVE MACHINE DESTROYERThanks for all who came down to RP to watch Dyna Turmoil.Sorry RP,we destroyed you with our friends. SMILE.So it has been a while since i last post an entry.no PC.no connection.everything's doing fine.i hope it'll be okay.and more okay.recording for Monroe is over.gd shit.muahah.check it out on myspace dudes.okay okay.slacking2.aku tengah rimas ni.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110278760974020404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110278760974020404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110278760974020404' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110181191490681231</id><published>2004-11-30T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T19:08:06.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the number one bestseller is a killer"Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-&amp;-white-striped scarf.When I was little my father would pull me into his lap and reach for the snow globe.He would turn it over, letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it.The two of us watched the snow fall gently around the penguin.The penguin was alone in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110181191490681231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110181191490681231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110181191490681231' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110127825138911471</id><published>2004-11-24T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T14:39:07.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FAILURE LEFT UNATTENDED/THIS ALMOST SAD AFTERNOONrecording is almost over.i got a little more to go.a little like this.an hour ago.i lost my loved one.this day will be the most important day of my life.241104.both the bad and good news on air.241104.hello beautiful sunrise,let's startover.grandfather.i'm sorry i didn't come.i'm sorry i didn't visit you while you're still on the </summary><link 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kid.serious,i wish i was a kid.dumdumdidididumdumdididumdumdidumdumdi.friends came over for a visit.hari raya.wow kueh tat fest for me.haha sorry guys those tarts are finished(aku kasi habes).let's turn the page now okay?*paper flipping sounds*recordings doing great.need</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110097368632619973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110097368632619973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110097368632619973' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-110062771867137495</id><published>2004-11-17T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T01:55:18.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TITIK SAMA BIRU,DETIK SAMA HITAMfirst of all,wish a happy hari raya to all.sorry for the lack of updates.dyna recording today at 8pm.k best.siape nak jalan raya,call aku k.next.any girls can sing?i need a female singer for my latest project.thanksstarbucks is wow.come let's go rhumba frap.got this job offer.bellhop at Conrad.should accept it.or not.money comes crashing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110062771867137495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/110062771867137495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110062771867137495' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109997959641673990</id><published>2004-11-09T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T14:05:58.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TRAINING GROUNDS WERE MADE POSSIBLE SOMETIME IN JULYAlright.here's the deal.you got milkshake with you?bring it here.put it on the counter.i'll pay for it.doesn't it make any sense?well does it?my broadband-equipped PC in the living room turn me down.it restarted by itself and KAPOWinfected by some spyware virus.freeeeakin' spywares.hah.high hopes for school's computer.damn.</summary><link 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STAGE.FATALLY.AS FOR NOW,WE'RE GOING TO TAKE A VERY LONG BREAK.SEE YOU NEXT YEAR.BURN.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109977412505976190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109977412505976190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109977412505976190' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109924333450711526</id><published>2004-11-01T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T22:42:18.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DYNA TURMOIL WILL BE PLAYING ON SATURDAY(6th).IT'LL BE THE LAST ONE FOR THIS YEAR.MORE GREAT BANDS WILL BE PLAYING.STARTS AT 4PM,ENDS LATE.8 BUCKS AT THE DOOR.SORRY FOR TT EXPENSIVE PRICE.GET THE PRE-SALE ONE FOR A BUCK LESSER.SEE YOU AT THE SUBSTATION.TOMORROW IS MY LOGIC-DAY.GOOD LUCK TO ALL OF YOU TAKING YOUR EXAMS.ALRIGHT,SEE YOU GUYS ON SATURDAY.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109924333450711526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109924333450711526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109924333450711526' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109907188226569134</id><published>2004-10-30T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T01:44:42.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Deadly RomanticSave Me From The SunFallingI'm falling into this dark holeIt is deep and it is winter coldFallingI'm falling into this dark holeCryingI'm crying in this beautiful darknessIt is blind and it is facelessCryingI'm crying in this beautiful darknessStaringI'm staring at the light above meIt is bright and it is heavenlyStaringI'm staring at the light above me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109907188226569134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109907188226569134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109907188226569134' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109896594252265764</id><published>2004-10-28T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:19:02.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Deadly RomanticRachel Of All GoodbyesThe stories blend in the background of our horizonThey swept me away from my feet down to the groundShe pulled me to the sunlight,she pulled me to her broken windowThe breeze it took my breath away,and then it let the summerwind blowI think it's overI think it's over tonightThe curtains are not of a use because it don't shineYour eyes reflecting</summary><link 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some jap stuffs.nice.thank you my father.you are the father of all fathers.well i guess Dyna Turmoil won't be playing for any gigs end of the year... because the Lord has just been called up for national service.oh pity.nevermind,this is NOT the end dynas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109862286802929338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109862286802929338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109862286802929338' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109823849605681544</id><published>2004-10-20T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T10:22:56.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bjork AuroraTreadingthe glacier headLooking hard for moments of shineFrom twilightto twilightAuroraGoddess sparkleShoot meBeyond this sufferThe need is greatAuroraAuroraGoddess sparkleA mountain shadesuggests your shapeI tumble down on my kneesFill the mouth with snowThe wayit meltsI wishto melt into youAuroraSpark the sun offSpark the sun offSpark the sun off</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109823849605681544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109823849605681544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109823849605681544' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109812009014457844</id><published>2004-10-19T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T01:21:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IF I'M NOT INTERESTING THAN WHY BOTHER READ MY FUCKING JOURNAL?AM I NOT HAPPY ENOUGH FOR ALL OF YOU?YOU WANT ME TO SMILE?I'M SMILING.SMILE.I'M NOT INTERESTING.GO HOME.I'M NOT INTERESTING.I JUST DIDN'T THINK IT WORK.IT'S NOT POSSIBLE.OKAY BYE.*hung up*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109812009014457844'/><link rel='self' 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screwed ups.They covered Forever by As I Lay Dying.But they couldn't destroy.Three cheers.Earlier on,me and inn break fast at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109803431629258048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109803431629258048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109803431629258048' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109778318358148155</id><published>2004-10-15T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T03:49:24.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wish that i was not afraidi want to be a hero.yes.just like any other heroes in the world.reality hero,fake hero.HERO.shoosh i'm just an oreo hero.k i go eat oreo.now,aku dudok kat sini.tgh bored giler.sahor yok sahor.tak tau uh nak makan ape,hmmm ok ah niat.yg kowang tu tgk2... puase ke tak nanti?haha bagoi hang!puase jgn main2 tau,nanti kene chop!PISANG KAMU!i believe in things that we can</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109778318358148155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109778318358148155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109778318358148155' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109763264456491161</id><published>2004-10-13T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T09:57:24.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FOREVER HEROES BURNT BLACKHeard the news that the famous 1980's Superman actor,Christopher Reeves passed away days ago?Yeah.sad.Heroes will die too.but after suffering years stuck on the wheelchair,i think it's best for him to go.Well,at least he ended his suffering.very raw.goodbye clark kent.:(I guess i'll just put up all my 'paint' works under the Snaps section.Hmmm maybe i shall change it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109763264456491161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109763264456491161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109763264456491161' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109742094141719780</id><published>2004-10-10T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T00:18:52.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I WOULD FIND A WAY WITHOUT YOUokay.went over NUS for that hardcore gig.it was fuckin fun.saw friends over there.i enjoyed but with rythmn of formulas of moshing and kungfu dancing added up to one straight-edged motherfucker's result:dislocated my right shoulder and got a few bruise.i just need to bleed.fuck you.woke up staring up at the corner end of my ceiling which is full of cobwebs,and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109742094141719780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109742094141719780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109742094141719780' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109725499033256204</id><published>2004-10-09T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:03:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pure combo.combo double.and everything.everything will be okay.hohoho.We're Hungry For Fries And Fried GirlfriendsAs the light kisses your eyes,the fire burns your breath and turned coldAs the clouds kisses your skies,this particular whore will make you boldSave it for the spaceWe really need to get through thisSave it for the spaceWe really need to get through thisWell,the only thing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109725499033256204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109725499033256204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109725499033256204' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109707531481137242</id><published>2004-10-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:08:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waiting For The Sun To Set My Wings Ablazedrawing using paint sucks.i can't draw.was a bore.my fingers tremble over that lifeless digi-mouse.something to share,not a masterpiece.that's just an illusion pictured through barbed wires in my mind.from my point of view.oh fuckenly breathing,must learn how to control the fingers.okay kill.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109707531481137242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109707531481137242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109707531481137242' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109705063149389734</id><published>2004-10-06T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T16:17:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SAD SMALL SWEET SO DELICATEAN,HAPPY BIRTHDAY!DAH LEGAL TAKMU ACTION EH.HAHAHA.OH PRANA BOREDOM.CAPS UH.SORRY UH.FOOOOH!!!you sat safe and close to the window... wooohooo,nice nice.i coul go all night.. haha kk shut.CMONCMON!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109705063149389734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109705063149389734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109705063149389734' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109696031937587626</id><published>2004-10-05T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T15:11:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GreendayWake Me Up When September EndsSummer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastwake me up when september endslike my fathers come to passseven years has gone so fastwake me up when september endshere comes the rain againfalling from the starsdrenched in my pain againbecoming who we areas my memory restsbut never forgets what I lostwake me up when september ends</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109696031937587626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109696031937587626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109696031937587626' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109685641507149794</id><published>2004-10-04T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T20:07:05.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shall i compare thee to a summer's day?helo kids.hah.alrightey,i'm hungry.u hungry too?i'm hungry like a panda.u know panda?okay fine.i want to be a panda and fly off to canada to form an all-panda sugar cane punk rock band.the name of the band will be A Panda's Pride.and the first single will be... Bleeding Bamboo In Your Mouth.oh how pathetic.okay.1 2 3 ur mom is a whore.your brother is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109685641507149794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109685641507149794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109685641507149794' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109679175304518335</id><published>2004-10-03T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T16:23:10.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That Was A Bloody Kungfu-Dancing Takeover!Aaaah... refreshing.Went down to the substation gig yesterday,it was a blast.With good bands all over and loud music playing non-stop.United By Fate played their own version of Caliban's A Summerdream and it was superb.. few covers here and there.Well,all i can say is... RAD.Hmmm Eyesore was fucking tight,drummer fucking good.Oddity:WOW.Malaysian </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109679175304518335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109679175304518335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109679175304518335' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109669578168818188</id><published>2004-10-02T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T13:44:42.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"it's mindnumbing to think of yesterday, we'll look towards the stars and dream that we're airplanes. (i heard you say) it's enlightening to think of the breeze, when you watch the sunset think of me."-thisday&amp;age.Don't Bother To Write Back,You Always Didn'tHi.today is going to be a pathetic day.well,haha alright2.. it's going be so-so.Going for the The Hellclub gig at Substation Garden.A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109669578168818188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109669578168818188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109669578168818188' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109647935529761835</id><published>2004-09-30T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T01:38:29.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's Burn The Sky &amp; Wait For YOU To Bleed.IF i were to recall,the times i missed hanging out with my friends are more logical rather than the times i spent sitting here in front of this bloody computer typing unmeaningful entries which made you keep figuring out what am i trying to explain here;and yes, i bore you.There's this line from a lyric of a song i keep inside my head all along:"be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109647935529761835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109647935529761835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109647935529761835' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109635284642626655</id><published>2004-09-28T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T14:51:08.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Wings,The Cuts and The Deepest InquisitionsTeenage Problems and solutions:NEVER SLASH YOUR WRIST LIKE WHAT YOUR SISTER DID WHEN SHE WAS 19.That was supposed to be a note for your sister.Ok,let's go listen to The Bled."Waiting for the sun to set my wings ablaze. The show must go on. The funeral needs star. Tonight I have become the gossip and the choir. The useless and the used. The one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109635284642626655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109635284642626655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109635284642626655' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109621140367803507</id><published>2004-09-26T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T23:16:44.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sad to say that my dreams were too smalli thought i just found out how to compile 16 cds into one small box full of dust.and it makes me sick;forget it.recording for that project has been postphoned til next week.since boon's not free earlier today.and then i sleep whole day today.oh sleep,why are you so into me?(i'm only making things worst)"this particular aura can be found in the gate of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109621140367803507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109621140367803507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109621140367803507' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109609472082170040</id><published>2004-09-25T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T11:20:32.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Next Year This Time, I'll Be There...Got through all of this,and i won't forget the day i really think out of my own senseless mind.Well,it's funny how things didn't work out... hmm.it's your own presence.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109609472082170040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109609472082170040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109609472082170040' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109594812404112103</id><published>2004-09-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T22:02:04.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When Daphne Loves Derby...Uh... to make things more detailed,i would like to inform you all that this week has been a very happy2 week and slightly saddy2 week.my dad had just pay-ed for my phone bills... and the feeling of pressing the left enter button on my phone to do outgoing calls really made me relieved.and yeah,wow.those of you who tried to call or tried to sms,and i did not reply,my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109594812404112103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109594812404112103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109594812404112103' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109581508972698160</id><published>2004-09-22T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T09:04:49.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Chemical RomanceThree Cheers For Sweet RevengeI'm Not Okay(I Promise)Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?I'm not okay.I'm not okay.I'm not okay.You wear me out.What </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109581508972698160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109581508972698160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109581508972698160' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109573130355865395</id><published>2004-09-21T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T09:50:57.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nail Through Yousharp and it's piercingpain but pleasurebleeding and dyingmy life was hers.i was not the devil in youbut the angel of deathin your winterblood's breath.i see your eyesreaching out for meto get hold of me,to kill my life insidethis bleeding black heart.you.you.you.you.you.you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109573130355865395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109573130355865395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109573130355865395' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109544046752460258</id><published>2004-09-18T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T01:01:07.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammin' At Yishun ParkSamanta180Wishing for AmerdaleBayuMonroeFruitcakeCherokeeColor My Iris(jb)3.30pm.Organized by the National Parks Board.Free,so see you there!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109544046752460258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109544046752460258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109544046752460258' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109535243319202871</id><published>2004-09-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T00:39:36.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you're such a failure at acting excitedsome few stuffs i need to wrap up here:1)went to jb,got food.2)went to jb,got nothing.3)went to jb,sick of smoke.4)didn't expect my life would turn out this way.5)this is so last year.6)kill me for being too tiny for such circumference.7)and too bad you're beautiful.this is going to be a long way for me,next stop:no worries.</summary><link rel='edit' 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soccer.. then... (i think it's going to rain) collect my cd from azza... then maybe slack over there... then... (really,it's going to rain) ...ooo,i think it's going to rain....  raining in september.hmmm must listen back to rufio,fucking good band... i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109514553219490284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109514553219490284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109514553219490284' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109500372335688982</id><published>2004-09-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T23:42:03.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MATIAKUMATIAKUMATIAKUMATIAKUMATIAKUMATIAKUMATI.K GO MONROE SATURDAY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109500372335688982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109500372335688982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500372335688982' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109489311491872945</id><published>2004-09-11T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T17:00:01.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PATIENCE AND STILL WAITINGYOU FAIL ME</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109489311491872945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109489311491872945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109489311491872945' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109483574615675445</id><published>2004-09-11T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T01:21:56.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Full Concentration On Raping The Music Marathonyourfather.yourmother.yourbrother.yoursister.yourlittlebrother.yourlittlesister.yourgrandfather.yourgrandmother.youruncle.yourauntie.yourcousins.yourstepfather.yourstepmother.yourstepsiblings.yourdog.yourcat.yourfish.youreyestheyshine.yourkiller.sluardalampedot2.hmmm.thetwintowers.theamericanattack.thetragicending.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109483574615675445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109483574615675445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109483574615675445' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109457636098221564</id><published>2004-09-08T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T00:59:20.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Deadly RomanticThe Last Breath I Saved (To Sing This Song For You)Clouds gave me the view of spinning thoughts where You and i are dancing under pouring skies of blueWe are falling for each other like we used toBut not for the second time You are the one that i would likeTo live with a hundred yearsYou are the one that i would likeTo be with a hundred yearsThe summer has fallen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109457636098221564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109457636098221564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109457636098221564' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109448956616702665</id><published>2004-09-07T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:52:46.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT RIGHT, I HATE YOUR EGOYOU GUESSED IT </summary><link 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PANTS.I WANT A NEW CAMERA.I WANT NEW TEES.I WANT TO ALTER MY BIGGY BIGGY PANTS.I WANT TO WATCH AVP.I WANT TO WATCH THE TERMINAL.I WANT TO WATCH A CINDERELLA STORY.I WANT TO WATCH ANACONDAS.I WANT TO BUY NEW CDS.AND I WANT TO GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING CLASS.OH VERY WELL.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109444180119266021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109444180119266021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109444180119266021' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109435381028371488</id><published>2004-09-05T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T11:10:10.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soft Spot For A Lullaby Singerblablablablabla.your mommy loves you.:D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109435381028371488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109435381028371488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109435381028371488' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109428075771229102</id><published>2004-09-04T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T14:52:37.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drunken But Not Yet Over Youlining up for majestic appearance on television.i know she's just keeping me busy over the past few days.i guess i need to have more time to say a few phrase for her to understand that.oh don't miss it,i know you'll never have the chance and you'll never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109428075771229102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109428075771229102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109428075771229102' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109422226357789665</id><published>2004-09-03T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T22:37:43.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deep Cuts Used To Appear In Cameo Rolesorait.sucks.hmm tmr jamming.dyna havent jam boring.but then if not,just now.. but monroe got some stuffs just now.ok go.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109422226357789665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109422226357789665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109422226357789665' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109410013061565868</id><published>2004-09-02T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T12:42:10.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kepala Anjing Terror Sacrificeanjing anjing anjing let's go shoot long jennon.errrrrm,alright.my indie band,just found out that there is an hardcore band from the states which got the same name as us.but then nevermind2,we're in singapore so no need to hunt around for cheapshots.ooh,and i don't care much more.AR GHHHH H  KEPA LA   A   NJI      NG       H    ERE            I     COME!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109410013061565868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109410013061565868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109410013061565868' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109404159176656646</id><published>2004-09-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T20:26:31.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who Just Shot Long Jennon?oh how do you do?oh i'm fine thank you.como estas ..alamak forgot.nehmind2.*sigh* camera2 come back to me pls... pala pisang.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109404159176656646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109404159176656646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109404159176656646' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109383728415342903</id><published>2004-08-30T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T11:41:24.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AUGUST BLOODY AUGUST!FUCK THIS MONTH REALLY SCREWED ME UP BIG TIME I BROKE MY SPECS I HURT MY TOE BADLY I HURT MY EYE I GOT PISSED OFF EASILY I GOT FUCKERS EVERYWHERE I LOST MY MIND AND NOW I LOST MY FUCKING FUJIFILM FINEPIX CAMERA WHICH COST MORE THAN $300 AND IM LIKE SITTING DOWN ON MY CHAIR AT HOME THIS MORNING WONDERING WHERE MY CAMERA HAD GONE TO BUT FUCKINGLY-SUDDENLY I JUST NOTICED THAT I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109383728415342903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109383728415342903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109383728415342903' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109375155101908682</id><published>2004-08-29T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T11:52:31.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Kids Are Ol'Rite!K k k.Today's the sub c gig.misssed out the tix yesterday due to some reason.So must get the 8 bucks tix today at the door.Force Vomit is playing.Rasta band Bushmen playing.And the long awaited Slowjaxx(Stoned Revivals)!Changed their line-up.They mellowed down abit.Oh and the gig yesterday at esplanade park was superb.Well hmm.. alright lah.Ok then,see you at the gig today </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109375155101908682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109375155101908682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109375155101908682' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109367171090329340</id><published>2004-08-28T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T13:41:50.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Red Is Gone... WHY WHY WHY????!!!!no more red specs.pecah.hancus tm aku.hai.. pala pisang.HATI SUSAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109367171090329340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109367171090329340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109367171090329340' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109352896376182812</id><published>2004-08-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T22:20:57.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill lines killed the notebook kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109352896376182812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109352896376182812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109352896376182812' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109318112615907980</id><published>2004-08-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T21:25:26.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When The Hasbullah Trajedy OverkillFooh.. ngntok.im like bore here... headache... hmm,alright.cheers.. hha nothing to type here.ageing away.. feels so not-in-the-mood.alright! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109318112615907980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109318112615907980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109318112615907980' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109284321040740717</id><published>2004-08-18T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T23:33:30.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Franz Ferdinand Is Yours!Hola.Back from slacking with inn,dil and nurl.last nite dynatembakau jam.was very promising.alright.school boring uh.phase tests over.going to flop one subject already.hah.ok ok uh,boleh shoot.kkk.sleepy already,see ya lads ard,cheers!buenos noches!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109284321040740717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109284321040740717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284321040740717' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109262861679415997</id><published>2004-08-16T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T11:56:56.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KeaneEverybody's ChangingYou say you wander your own landBut when I think about itI don't see how you can You're aching, you're breakingAnd I can see the pain in your eyesSays everybody's changingAnd I don't know why So little timeTry to understand that I'mTrying to make a move just to stay in the gameI try to stay awake and remember my nameBut everybody's changingAnd I don't feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109262861679415997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109262861679415997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109262861679415997' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109258240827301872</id><published>2004-08-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T23:24:20.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quality Of The First Born Murderkkk go!!Girl Fest was RAD!!!way rad,i bleed.k bedek.uh hmm.. a lot of ppl were there... u noe who u r!k,but then uh.. no chickies leh.. i mean like,really no chickies uh... ala nehmind uh.My Precious ROCKS BIG TIME LAH.. mcm biasak!aahahaha kkkk sleepy already,it's been a long time since i snap2... dunno leh,no mood for photography lately.. i mean.. like really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109258240827301872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109258240827301872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109258240827301872' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109228412737516226</id><published>2004-08-12T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T12:15:27.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bozaki Is Never There...VB again!woohoo.. bored.must update.k,pffftt Grrl Fest 2004 must go.k repetition of the earlier post,shoot me.k cheers!:DDDDD hehehee  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109228412737516226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109228412737516226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109228412737516226' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109219706576659089</id><published>2004-08-11T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T12:04:25.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Break The Ice!Chickie Munkies!K lousy,missed the hardcore gig.this wk grrlfest.must go.chickies confirm a lot one.but nehmind2 go there show face oni.. confirm chialat... nabe.kkk grrlfest,must rock!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109219706576659089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109219706576659089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109219706576659089' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109202622566118955</id><published>2004-08-09T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:37:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Happy" National Day.Firstly,i'm sorry to hear that Rab's grandmother has passed away last night.Thank you Suhayl for letting me know.And i'd like to apologize to them;especially Rab,that i cannot make it for the wake.Respected... one minute silenceSomeone you really have to go someday.Well,everyone of us will go one day.one day.It's sad to hear when your closest friend/love one go without you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109202622566118955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109202622566118955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109202622566118955' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109184952709402999</id><published>2004-08-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T11:32:07.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOU GOT YOUR GUN THROUGH MY HEADK jamming session later with the rock n rollers.rollers?hmm.k shootos,must learn how to save money often,i cannot see money in my wallet... later confirm spend on it one!hahahahsick!kkkk BUENO NOCHES!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109184952709402999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109184952709402999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109184952709402999' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109168115259262900</id><published>2004-08-05T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T12:45:52.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ride With Meoooh fun.computer lesson every day.fooh,rambang.:DDDDDDD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109168115259262900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109168115259262900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109168115259262900' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109163154173193752</id><published>2004-08-04T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T22:59:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JetLook What You've DoneTake my photo off the wall if it just won't sing for you,'Cause all that's left has gone away and there's nothing there for you to prove,Oh, look what you've done, you've made a fool of everyone,Oh well, it seemed like such fun until you lose what you had wonOoh ooGive me back my point of view 'cause I just can't think for you,I can hardly hear you say, what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109163154173193752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109163154173193752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109163154173193752' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109152100658069395</id><published>2004-08-03T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T21:13:42.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And Waking The Fallen.ARGH boring siol kat ni class bodoh.ninabehciaocitot!hmmmpf!kkk im off ,boredom.bored.boring.bosan.bobot.bobokkk.bodoh.hah,k CHEERS!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109152100658069395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109152100658069395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109152100658069395' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109141718461758196</id><published>2004-08-02T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T11:26:24.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To Avenged The Dead...Now,computer lab..again.haha boredom.Hmmm planning to buy CDs.NEW ONES.confirm gerek,hahaha alright.Went over to YP to catch the indie-pendent gig on saturday.Seven Sundays &amp; B-Quartet was really good!awesome lah!haha Hmm.. Syawla Evol not bad,great funkin' up.Yesterday,to Jurong.Jurong West.Yeah.. hohhoohoh recorded few sample tracks(indie band) at Ain's and Boon's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109141718461758196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109141718461758196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109141718461758196' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109110381013119748</id><published>2004-07-29T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T20:23:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Straight From The Ground Towards Fatal SpaceAlright,finished my dinner.Hmmm school's been tiring nowadays,most real... u guys will laugh uh when i actually said that i joined drama club hhaha!kkk errrrm,tomorrow starts at 8 again.. darn must leave house earlier than what done.21,don't bitch around with me alright.Nothing to do this weekend,suddenly busy.. but yeah,Saturday.. hmm,anyone wants to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109110381013119748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109110381013119748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109110381013119748' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109102658509648461</id><published>2004-07-28T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T22:56:25.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They Broke His Legs &amp; Ran Over A PromiseNo email.No email from a female.huhu.Bah.Amazing Race on TV.what else?man.. my lil bro bought Spiderman II PC Game.hah.. kind of interesting,MUST PLAY.NOW!K CHEERIOS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109102658509648461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109102658509648461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109102658509648461' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109091276465119182</id><published>2004-07-27T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T15:19:24.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Knife Was Never My Antibiotic To Cure My Dying StrengthWOKAY!now inside com lab.. Office Automation.BOREDOM.hahahaha biasa jugak,kkk dunno when lesson start.. kanina,what sia the advisor babbling about!!siol giler.alright,3 hours of plain boredom with a little ink to waste time.alright,signing out... cheers!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109091276465119182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109091276465119182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109091276465119182' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109085520220736588</id><published>2004-07-26T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T23:20:02.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Words Are Definitely Stronger Than My Inner VeinsSchool was errr 50/50.not bad,hmmm... something needs to be adjust in class,more noise.noise.hah,alright uh... tmr schooling again.shuh.boredom,but at least ok ok uh,not like.. ah nvm uh.Hmmm.. must buy!must buy CD!!!huhu k bye.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109085520220736588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109085520220736588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109085520220736588' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109076782552564050</id><published>2004-07-25T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T23:13:52.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Killing Is Love Of HumanityHelo.Now updating blog.Stayed the night before at An's place with Isa.Fun uh,haha best.Alright,went home around 7.Then eat,then watch TV,then online.Kanosik.Boredom.Hmmm,alright,cheers!haha!PS:You know who the real Idiana is right?hhahaa alright!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109076782552564050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109076782552564050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109076782552564050' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109059140224205633</id><published>2004-07-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T22:03:22.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cute Without The YOUUh BORED.Anyone can burn/lend me Taking Back Sunday's Tell All Your Friends?I have this sudden feeling of listening back to what's me.haha EMO GUY.blablablublublibloblo.kanasai,and who can burn/lend me Atreyu's The Curse?nabuayhonglai bored sia with the same CD kept on playing in my cdplayer.weh,alright,tmr indie band jam.. any grrls can sing want to try out call me.K </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109059140224205633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109059140224205633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109059140224205633' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109041496942692766</id><published>2004-07-21T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T21:02:49.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM NOT YOUR BIJAN KERINGIt's so close like everything's nearBut not to explain the painting's coloursStunning sweet when you tell all your friendsThat i got you my BIJAN KERING.                                - Kopek &amp; Kakak Kau</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109041496942692766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109041496942692766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109041496942692766' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109032950297977779</id><published>2004-07-20T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T21:18:22.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Days Of AprilWill The Violins Be Playing?Words i keep in here,thoughts that make me scared,always seem to showYour eyes let me know you knowIt's not you, it's all meas if me taking all the blame would make you feel much better nowBut all lights burn outWhat i'd like to sayis that staying friends is okayBut you and me we knowin one heart love would growSame time tomorrowwhen</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109032950297977779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109032950297977779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109032950297977779' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109016745452654012</id><published>2004-07-19T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T00:17:34.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Long,Baybeats!Alrightos!Baybeats gone... *sigh* k wait for next year's baybeats!!!woohoo!haha kk chill,Last Days of April :AWESOME GILER BABI!!!hah,gerek!EMO.fooh.. tu baru kerambangan ketrojanan sia.. haha mepek siol aku.haha kk tu jer uh,CHEERS!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109016745452654012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109016745452654012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109016745452654012' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-109008449415433277</id><published>2004-07-18T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T01:14:54.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bay Area Bangers!!!Alright peeps,so farrr Baybeats are fucken'awesome!woohoo,1st day power,2nd day power.. TOOO!haha gerek2,3rd day i hope power also.Check out www.lovemebutch.com.Awesome band!The rest pon powerrr,but this year's not as good as last year's uh.This year's security sucks,almost to the balls... sick.sicko.ah whatever it is,baybeats rock Assplanet uh!WOOHOO!alright,cheers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109008449415433277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/109008449415433277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109008449415433277' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108997179397367325</id><published>2004-07-16T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T00:15:16.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baybeats 2004... IS BACK!!! Baybeats is back this time with more great bands from the local scene and even great foreign bands coming down to perform LIVE! Alright,our very own punk rock elite Shoe Size Nine is performing at 8pm tonight.Catch them rocking the Arena on tt time,be sure to come with loads of cash,because there'll be loads of merch sales.And to all emo fanatico indie kiddossss, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108997179397367325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108997179397367325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108997179397367325' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108987105475133187</id><published>2004-07-15T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T13:57:34.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Com Lab Is So Last HeartacheOh sigh.Now in the com lab,bored.I'm like so bored,,,,BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDD hahaha Keong is beside me right now.Oh ok,Visual Basic.. aaah,haha later got break,mau minom uh.HAUS!HAHA SICK,K BYE!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108987105475133187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108987105475133187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108987105475133187' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108981778196320444</id><published>2004-07-14T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T23:09:41.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The November Iris?I'm logging off.sick of it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108981778196320444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108981778196320444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108981778196320444' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108955321910415417</id><published>2004-07-11T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T21:40:19.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEBAT BANGET SHEILA ON 7!!!!!!!!!YES UH POWER SIOL SO7!!NO COMMENTS UH,BUT YEAH..SO7 ROCK GILERRRRRRRR HEBAT BANGET DONK!!!Some guys were there too,cool ppl... indie kids and sheilaganks.. fooh,rambang benao!hahaha sick!K kk k k new pics are up,check em out uh,YES UH SHEILA ON 7 POWERRRRR WOOOOHOOOOOOOO~!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108955321910415417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108955321910415417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108955321910415417' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108904313776911162</id><published>2004-07-05T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T23:58:57.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Day Of A New ChapterOk uh sick,first day was like already mad hat!Kanasai paint,my class havoc bollocks sia!nabueh hongkan!hahaha alright uh,got to noe this one guy name ALEX.Name jer SMART ALEX,padahal belo belo rendang siak!AHHAHA sick sick!Whole day the word SICK always came out of my mouth.SICK.(there you go).Hahaha then lunch time... or was it tea break uh,met up with tengtai,tweety n</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108904313776911162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108904313776911162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108904313776911162' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108894914313447833</id><published>2004-07-04T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T21:52:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Screaming InfedelitiesAlright peeps,back from the punk rock show.It was OK OK uh.other bands were great.Especially 180.RADICAL SENSATION.No Direction was impressive!!!!Thety totally changed!!!!I was in awe watching them from below.And sad to see A Losing Streak's last show yesterday.They were awesome uh.And there you go.. The November Iris,i played cocky drumming yesterday.Sucks.*sigh*I guess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108894914313447833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108894914313447833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108894914313447833' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108875057082063001</id><published>2004-07-02T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T14:42:50.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Punk Rock ShowK kkk AT LAST COMPUTER AKU HIDOP SEMULA!!!*fooh* madness sia no computer,boring life man.sick.kkk sorry guys for not updating this silly blog of mine.shoosh.K tmr punk rock show,must goo... knn cant wait to catch the bands there.oritaz,who want to go out with me just call or msg me alright 88882201.K BYEBYE PPL,LIVE FOREVER!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108875057082063001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108875057082063001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108875057082063001' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108835647056377192</id><published>2004-06-28T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T01:16:49.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Licensed To Skavolution feat. Dyna Turmoil... IN 3D!!!Hey guys!hahahah back with stuffsss.Earlier on today... went over to sub garden with Inn.met up with praba,ikayy,suhayl,farn and era later at s11.Licensed To Revolution 4 uh kan.hahaha!power dudesssss and dudettessssss.mcm gini *thumbs up* tau!fishoooo bnyk ska bands!!!aku ffaverettt!!!haha ok uh,aku tak fave ska.but then.. too many ska today</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108835647056377192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108835647056377192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108835647056377192' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108808367959323305</id><published>2004-06-24T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T21:27:59.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wasted Youth CrewHAHAHAH WASTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108808367959323305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108808367959323305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108808367959323305' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108799035221113395</id><published>2004-06-23T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T19:32:32.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My RednessWooowoooo!hahaha yes uh,MALAS.Lazy to blog uh.. ahaha no fun stories,no nuts!Haiyer,bored.Hahah alright2,hmmmm Last nite,went out.Met up with sam and inn.then went down to the padang to catch Linkin Park... well,err outside.Hahaha yes,quite fun uh.From outside.hahahaa,then ikay came.now 4 of us,listening to ppl bragging abt LP.haha sheesh lah all.haha there we were joking ard,with.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108799035221113395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108799035221113395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108799035221113395' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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-5486445.post-108774359747155801</id><published>2004-06-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T22:59:57.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>XTROGDOR'S ARMYXhuweee.k bye.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108774359747155801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5486445/posts/default/108774359747155801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterrainfall.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108774359747155801' title=''/><author><name>Zad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109507155643059107</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>
