<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278</id><updated>2009-02-21T05:59:46.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles Of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-4118669866266931601</id><published>2006-12-15T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:25:01.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4 class="itemTitle"&gt;Jaguar&lt;/h4&gt;You guys know that since i have passed my driving licence I have become a car crazy person.&lt;br /&gt;I like nice cars, i like really nice ans expensive cars i really do.&lt;br /&gt;Exotic cars , vintage cars and super cars.I have a specific thing for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;European&lt;/span&gt; cars, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; muscle cars do not appeal to me nor do the light weight of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; cars too. I just love &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;European&lt;/span&gt; cars period. I think their engineering, workmanship and the luxury put into their cars are far more superior than any other. oh and it being a cabriolet is such a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way to work the just the other day and this sleek &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; rode up next to me. It was gleaming in the morning sun with its beautiful dark greenish colour. It was the new Jaguar &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;XK&lt;/span&gt; convertible, you might have seen this car in the new &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beyonce's&lt;/span&gt; video she was sitting on it. If red is the official colour of a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/span&gt; and silver &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/span&gt; then this green &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; belonged to the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jaguar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at the silhouette of the car, oh so sexy, it gives you goosebumps. So smooth like a baby's bottom, so streamlined. It makes you look fast while standing still. The interior looks just as good, elegant cream leather seats with a walnut finish on the doors and dashboard , oh i think i am getting excited &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. Ah but looks is not everything because underneath that veneer of civilised smoothness there lies a monstrous V8 4.2 litre 420break horse power engine that goes from 0-100km/h in less than 5 seconds.I bet it would roar as loud as any &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lamborghini&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Underrated&lt;/span&gt;. My dad is a great fan of the jaguar, he used to have one when i was a small kid but had to give it up because it was too high of a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt;, i will get him one. soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a perfect marriage of power and style into one car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the fucking owner or driver was digging his fucking nose in his fucking car and roll-fucking-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; it around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE!! &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;DIGGING&lt;/span&gt; HIS NOSE WITH HIS BARE FINGERS IN A  HALF A MILLION DOLLAR CAR. CAN'T HE AFFORD TISSUE PAPER AT LEAST?!?!?!?!?!?!? SPOILS THE IMAGE SO BADLY . JUSTICE NEEDS TO BE DONE I SAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-4118669866266931601?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4118669866266931601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=4118669866266931601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/4118669866266931601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/4118669866266931601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/jaguar-you-guys-know-that-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-3750162249923263092</id><published>2006-12-12T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T05:23:03.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/ferdperry.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fredd Perry sling bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/vanser-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vans Era limited ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/B000EYP57K.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3025 Rayban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/3012429_2616_0_0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear shoes Model Ant01 i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/3012276_2659_0_0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear shoes Model: Jimmy i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/152621_A6O1R_2183.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gucci Strap wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/persp_zan-30.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooka watch Model: Zot1 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/4568.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1968 Jaguar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. My very (first) own wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa. i will add on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-3750162249923263092?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3750162249923263092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=3750162249923263092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/3750162249923263092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/3750162249923263092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/fredd-perry-sling-bag-vans-era-limited.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-7822817138698345631</id><published>2006-12-09T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T03:09:22.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr. David Tan&lt;br /&gt;Ex-director of shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A MAN&lt;br /&gt;such humility.&lt;br /&gt;such humanity.&lt;br /&gt;such knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went for high tea with my dad's ex boss.&lt;br /&gt;We visit him every year during the festives. So what's so special? Why does my dad visit someone every year without fail. What does my dad owe to this man? Well i found that out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rolemodel. My dad revealed to me that he was my his mentor and he was one of the biggest reason my dad is who he is now. It was David that took my father under his wing straight after graduation. My dad also said that what David taught my dad was secondary to how he treated my dad during his 15 year stint at Shell. My dad calls him a friend instead of boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've visited this guy before but i've not really sat down with him to see this for myself. So this time i took the opportunity to really open my eyes and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A MAN. At first sight you would not think that this was the regional boss of Shell , one of the most competitive oil companies in the world. Pint sized and always with a warm smile. He even remembers that i am the oldest of my brothers and all of our names! Some relatives dont even know i have a fourth brother! You know someone is special when he makes it a point to remember names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so well read too. Always up to date and inquisitive. He even knew the thomas trains on my baby brother's shirt! He has a grandson who is also a thomas the train fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately he is under going some treatment for his prostrate cancer. Still, he doesn't let that dampen his spirit or those around him always manage to crack jokes about himself and diapers. Such good eq skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he talks to you he is so focused on you and vise versa when you talk to him. I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; a 19 year old kid talking to a man who used to make billion dollar decisions. And he gives me so much respect as a man, all with his eyes! I don't even feel intimidated by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let him know i was interested in trading and stuff and he took his time to talk to me about, giving me tips on what to do if i am interested. Actually he just gave me one tip, learn from my dad. HAHA But what i really enjoyed was when he was advising me on where to study. It was like he totally understands me. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr. Tan for the great 2 hour tea session. You have changed my life believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;It is not a wonder why my dad visits him every year without fail.&lt;br /&gt;I can say i have sat down with one of the greatest men i have ever met so far.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I think i like this. I think i will do it. I need to read more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-7822817138698345631?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7822817138698345631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=7822817138698345631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/7822817138698345631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/7822817138698345631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-2528490846168233235</id><published>2006-12-07T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T04:32:02.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is a regular police officer.&lt;br /&gt;Sam's rank  is a sergeant.&lt;br /&gt;Sam has been in the force for 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;Sam has been a sergeant his whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know. rankings in the police force goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Constable (as good as recruit or priveate)&lt;br /&gt;Corporal&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant&lt;br /&gt;Staff sergeant&lt;br /&gt;senior staff sergeant&lt;br /&gt;station inspector and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually you can get up to a station inspector in 12 years. But not Sam. He's stuck at being a sergeant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is sam like this?&lt;br /&gt;It is because he is satisfied with life.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks that it is enough. He is just living ''life''. It makes me wonder, how can you be satisfied with life? Life is all about the ''next thing'' the next hurdle the next object of desire the next (you get the picture). Sam is the type that when he finds a comfortable spot he will stay there and remain stagnent.&lt;br /&gt;He tells me that he doesn't want anything else to look forward to. He says he's happy with where he is. Getting two thousand a month till he retires is good enough he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just dumbstruck by such a display of attitude towards life and himself. Tell me really, how can you be satisfied with what you have? Truth is, you can NEVER be satisfied with what you have. Its human nature. It is what makes us breathe and move and wake up the next morning. It is the drive that drives us. To want more. That crave, that lust , it isn't greed you know. It is survival.  It makes life so much more fun. What is life without want or greed. What drives you?&lt;br /&gt;What makes you move in a certain way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want more, you move more, you feel more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU BE SATISFIED?!?!? oh my fucking god. i feel so angry. stupid fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no I AM HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;There is no I AM SAD&lt;br /&gt;There is only i am happier or i am sadder. That my buddies is drive.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that there is no limitations to feelings this makes life so fun because possibilities are endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When cavemen created fire. We created the torchlight and the microwave oven.&lt;br /&gt;Hope and curiosity had a big hand in that.&lt;br /&gt;Ergo, i am so angry knowing that this type of attitude exists, the world doesn't need this. The world don't need bummers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides if you are so ''satisfied'' why not just die? why not just die ''happy''?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't lie to yourself, you are not happy you are not sad. You are just sadder or happier.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell yourself you are satisfied. A fucking lie. Don't escape from this, you'll&lt;br /&gt;Dream to want more. Hope maybe humankind's greatest strength or weakness but it makes everything worth living for. I HOPE THIS CHANGED YOUR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i know there are many points to argue back and stuff. This really can go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a tyler durden. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got into a heated arguement with my father once and he told me something that i will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;He said there was this frog in a winter country found a couldren and stayed in it, as it got warmer he began to feel comfortable so he stayed. It got ever warmer so he stayed. But it got too hot and he died in it. It turned out that he was in a boiling couldren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morale of the story? change. always change for the better, never stay stagnent. Look for something better or you will perish like the satisfied frog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if this entry is messy. i am angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay on for part 2 on why we have this mentality of being ''satisfied'' and i blame the govt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-2528490846168233235?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2528490846168233235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=2528490846168233235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/2528490846168233235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/2528490846168233235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/sam-sam-is-regular-officer.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-6806611555416430471</id><published>2006-12-06T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:27:01.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FOUND THE EUROPE MUSIC AWARDS PERFORMANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1479892570"&gt;Muse - Starlight (Live @ EMA's Copenahgen)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1479892570&amp;amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=1479892570&amp;amp;title=Muse - Starlight (Live @ EMA's Copenahgen)"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt; More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it or love it. please give it a try. watch out for the lasers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT. JAN 16.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-6806611555416430471?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6806611555416430471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=6806611555416430471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/6806611555416430471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/6806611555416430471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-found-europe-music-awards-performance.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-6587719338306052258</id><published>2006-12-04T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T04:35:59.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00289.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend at work. my only friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00292.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this up yesterday!!! (the cd rack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00297.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collected this today!!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Met an interesting fella today.&lt;br /&gt;This fella is half a decade older than me.&lt;br /&gt;This fella is doing a business honours in NUS.&lt;br /&gt;This fella said i was deep.&lt;br /&gt;This fella said i was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;This fella said it's suprising for someone my age to wonder about what i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;This fella said its good to read up on george soros and warren buffet.&lt;br /&gt;This fella made me realise that i am a george soros type.&lt;br /&gt;This fella said i'll do well in business.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO WHAT A BOOST, straight from the mouth of an honours student!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. Everyone is interesting once you decide to try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-6587719338306052258?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6587719338306052258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=6587719338306052258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/6587719338306052258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/6587719338306052258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-friend-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-8838817732667870463</id><published>2006-12-03T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T04:59:57.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May be the face I can't forget&lt;br /&gt; The trace of pleasure or regret&lt;br /&gt; May be my treasure or the price I have to pay&lt;br /&gt; She&lt;br /&gt; May be the song that summer sings&lt;br /&gt; May be the chill that autumn brings&lt;br /&gt; May be a hundred different things&lt;br /&gt; Within the measure of a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She&lt;br /&gt; May be the beauty or the beast&lt;br /&gt; May be the famine or the feast&lt;br /&gt; May turn each day into a heaven or a hell&lt;br /&gt; She may be the mirror of my dreams&lt;br /&gt; The smile reflected in a stream&lt;br /&gt; She may not be what she may seem&lt;br /&gt; Inside her shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She&lt;br /&gt; Who always seems so happy in a crowd&lt;br /&gt; Whose eyes can be so private and so proud&lt;br /&gt; No one's allowed to see them when they cry&lt;br /&gt; She&lt;br /&gt; May be the love that cannot hope to last&lt;br /&gt; May come to me from shadows of the past&lt;br /&gt; That I'll remember till the day I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She&lt;br /&gt; May be the reason I survive&lt;br /&gt; The why and wherefore I'm alive&lt;br /&gt; The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years&lt;br /&gt; Me&lt;br /&gt; I'll take her laughter and her tears&lt;br /&gt; And make them all my souvenirs&lt;br /&gt; For where she goes I've got to be&lt;br /&gt; The meaning of my life is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She, oh she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the elviseses are killing me. Mr. Costello and Mr. Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow what lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-8838817732667870463?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8838817732667870463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=8838817732667870463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/8838817732667870463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/8838817732667870463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/may-be-face-i-cant-forget-trace-of.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-799630627239917521</id><published>2006-12-03T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T04:59:04.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found pics of one of my favourite cars.&lt;br /&gt;the year 1955&lt;br /&gt;the model 300SLR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the females must be rolling their eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/6850.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/6851.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i keep sane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-799630627239917521?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/799630627239917521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=799630627239917521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/799630627239917521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/799630627239917521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-found-pics-of-one-of-my-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-8209348170512314335</id><published>2006-12-02T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:19:10.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;And holding fast the truth&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;My heart still has a beat&lt;br /&gt;But love is now a feat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is there a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fettered and abused &lt;br /&gt;Stand naked and accused &lt;br /&gt;Should I surface, this one-man submarine? &lt;br /&gt;I only want the truth! &lt;br /&gt;So tonight we drink to youth! &lt;br /&gt;I'll never lose what I had as a boy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts &lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt &lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive &lt;br /&gt;Love sings &lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things &lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me &lt;br /&gt;'cause without love I won't survive  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/Incubus_wallpaper_1024x768a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sending this song. LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm good =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-8209348170512314335?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8209348170512314335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=8209348170512314335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/8209348170512314335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/8209348170512314335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116496997215204331</id><published>2006-12-01T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T19:02:37.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a post back a few months ago and i created a list of musical geniuses i would love to see live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE (actually 3) OF THEM IS COMING RIGHT HERE NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAN 16&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY 8PM&lt;br /&gt;85 BUCKS&lt;br /&gt;FORT CANNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=651#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/03_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116496997215204331?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116496997215204331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116496997215204331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116496997215204331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116496997215204331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-had-post-back-few-months-ago-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116489099076948127</id><published>2006-11-30T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T05:22:11.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Fun Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/fun-friend.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who keeps your group laughing&lt;br /&gt;And you've always got an idea for something fun to do&lt;br /&gt;The party's not complete without you&lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't miss it for the world&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaun says, ''and a bit satanic''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 64% Passionate, 36% Compassionate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/isyourlovestylepassionateorcompassionatequiz/love-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very passionate, especially when it comes to love.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it's sometimes difficult for you to tell between love and lust.&lt;br /&gt;You jump in head first, and figure things out later... usually when it's all over!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isyourlovestylepassionateorcompassionatequiz/"&gt;Is Your Love Style Passionate or Compassionate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . REALLLLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Natural&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/natural.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH REALLLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Big Bird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/big-bird.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented, smart, and friendly... you're also one of the sanest people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Happy. From riding a unicycle to writing poetry, you have plenty of hobbies to keep you busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being a friend to everyone. Even the grumpiest person gets along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: Joyfully. "Super. Duper. Flooper."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EECDB5" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F1DED0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very passionate and quite temperamental. While you can be moody, you always crave comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as a bit small and insignificant. People pay more attention to you than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is likely to be filled with great successes and accomplishments. You just need to figure out how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, falling in love is all about the adventure and uncertainty. You can only fall in love with someone who keeps you guessing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think...ok i better not think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Technique Is: Perfect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodkisserquiz/kiss-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing technique is amazing - and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;You have the confidence to make the first move.&lt;br /&gt;And you always seem to know what kissing style is going to work best.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're passionate, sometimes you're a tease. And you're always amazing!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodkisserquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Kisser?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha BOLLOCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Martini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/chocolate-martini.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an elegant drunk, who only likes the best bars and the most expensive drinks.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a cheapskate, you're likely to mooch ten dollar drinks off both friends and strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should never: Drink and dash. You're gonna get caught leaving someone with the tab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal party: A posh celebrity party you crash, with an open bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking soulmates: those with a Classic Martini personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking rivals: those with a Blueberry Martini personality&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Martini Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im no bloody cheapskate basket&lt;br /&gt;i want lycheetini...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116489099076948127?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116489099076948127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116489099076948127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116489099076948127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116489099076948127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-are-fun-friend-youre-one-who-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116488914092489191</id><published>2006-11-30T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T04:19:00.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honey why you calling me so late&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now&lt;br /&gt;Honey why you crying is everything okay&lt;br /&gt;I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;Well, my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight&lt;br /&gt;And yes I dreamt of you too &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt; Every man for himself, said the elephant&lt;br /&gt; As he started to dance around the chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though this was cute. But it really means so much more. Quite brutal actually. No matter how big you are its every man for himself and if you got to step on the small. Do it. Ain't nothing to be ashamed of. Its life. How do we become elephants and mantain humanity in us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116488914092489191?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116488914092489191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116488914092489191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116488914092489191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116488914092489191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/honey-why-you-calling-me-so-late-its.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116479761798614628</id><published>2006-11-29T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T02:53:38.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE LINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiters and waitresses that kept looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tai tai next to us , with gypsy bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled lobster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawn dumpling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assorted Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soup dunpling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon Sashimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasberry shot thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiramisu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choco fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four chocolate strawberrys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marshmellows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. MOHLEY MOHKEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. SPG SLUT (with ulgy tattoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. POK POK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MANY MANY MORE INCLUDING GREAT SERVICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she's worth it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116479761798614628?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116479761798614628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116479761798614628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116479761798614628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116479761798614628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/line-waiters-and-waitresses-that-kept.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116463597656684912</id><published>2006-11-27T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:59:55.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONT U FUCKERS FORGET THAT IT IS ANNIE'S BIRTHDAY THIS SATURDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin got married over the weekend. He is the first of all my cousins to get married. He just finished his NS, and is working at a hospital cutting people up. His wife is also a cutter. ''awwwwwwwwww'' They both are 27 and they grew up together. I remember seeing them once at Novena Square back when i was only 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said something really sweet to everyone. He said ''today, i marry my bestfriend.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest said something that caught my attention, he said that marriages are made in heaven but remember, so is thunder and lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should be arriving at their honeymoon tonight, the Maldives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yes. Congrats cuz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116463597656684912?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116463597656684912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116463597656684912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116463597656684912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116463597656684912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-u-fuckers-forget-that-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116407527976726060</id><published>2006-11-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T18:14:39.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mornings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        How do i know if i had a great day or a bad day or an average day? I figure it out on the actual day itself. For me, it shows in the morning after. My mornings. It tells me if i had a great day or a bad one. You just wake up and feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        After a fight with anyone i usually you feel guilty or feel unremorseful only in the morning.I fought with my mother on chinese new year in 2005, i told her some terrible things. But i didnt feel guilty about it the following morning. I didn't say sorry in the morning, but there are other fights with her i wake up feeling pathetic and lousy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I've been having bad mornings ever since ns started for me. Everything seem so monotonous. Is that how we really go through ns? Its not that i hate it. i just wished there was something more. Maybe its just my post. I was fun learning but it is so dead-end. Every morning i wake up feeling so lifeless and colourless. I've become a weekend warrior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Recently my morning has changed.Today's morning was different. The last time i had a morning like this was maybe on the 11th october 2003. yes. You wake up with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I believe your morning tells alot about you. What your head and heart wants. Sometimes you wake up and just think of something. You know? its like dreaming. When you think of something so much that you end up dreaming of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I'm glad my morning is so happy today. I won't lie to myself. I know the consequences. I know what's going to happen in the next 1 year and 4 months, that's alot of bad mornings. But i'll savour this morning. Live it as it is. A minute at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning rain is falling&lt;br /&gt;Steal some covers share some skin&lt;br /&gt;Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You twist to fit the mold that I am in&lt;br /&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;br /&gt;And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew&lt;br /&gt;That someday it would bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers trace your every outline&lt;br /&gt;Paint a picture with my hands&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm&lt;br /&gt;Change the weather still together when it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning rain is falling and I’m calling out to you&lt;br /&gt;Singing someday it’ll bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to bring myself home to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116407527976726060?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116407527976726060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116407527976726060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116407527976726060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116407527976726060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/mornings-how-do-i-know-if-i-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116396240390231618</id><published>2006-11-19T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:09:14.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>''like nothing has changed''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.&lt;br /&gt;-Jean Anouilh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116396240390231618?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116396240390231618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116396240390231618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116396240390231618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116396240390231618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/like-nothing-has-changed-goodnight.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116391989377620215</id><published>2006-11-18T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:04:53.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When everything in the world suddenly seem so noisy ,fast and angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you really need is some Frank Sinatra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116391989377620215?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116391989377620215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116391989377620215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116391989377620215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116391989377620215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-everything-in-world-suddenly-seem.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116381917769211791</id><published>2006-11-17T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T19:13:23.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00201.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started here with 2 trays; 40 shots of apple shooters. Dozens of e-thrity threes and caronas NOT in the picture. SEAAHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00080.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diane, alex, ed, shaun, tee, fat nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC0020e1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya and stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Druggie nick, high and gay ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed, tee, zen and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00200-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Free man. The NsMen. Happy ORD day teedee. Respect! 5 shots in a row before even smoking half his cig! Zen and me tried our best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dialogue before i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee: thanks for coming down man.&lt;br /&gt;Me: WELCOMED! HAVE A FUN ORD AFTER LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Tee: Fucking good friend, i love you man.&lt;br /&gt;me: same same (we shared a good manly hug, just the two of us =D )&lt;br /&gt;Tee: But you are really fucking satan and zen is the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen and me kept making him drink hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hours later. He failed his driving FTT due to hangovers. We suceeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day in office was quite dreadful, but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next one is shaun's enlistment! ZEN AND ME WILL BE THERE. WHEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116381917769211791?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116381917769211791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116381917769211791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116381917769211791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116381917769211791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-started-here-with-2-trays-40-shots.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116342018720376679</id><published>2006-11-13T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T04:01:23.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DarrenTieste_008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/normal_rr8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 26th !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look excalty like Skinny fingers =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116342018720376679?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116342018720376679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116342018720376679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116342018720376679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116342018720376679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-26th-you-look-excalty-like.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116335645190253376</id><published>2006-11-12T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T10:34:11.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone said i have great potential. She said i'll do great things in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might not be true but........that makes me smile. smile. smile. smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one says anything nice about me anymore =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116335645190253376?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116335645190253376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116335645190253376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116335645190253376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116335645190253376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/someone-said-i-have-great-potential.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116330196510105825</id><published>2006-11-11T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:31:11.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm looking for this t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain tee with the words FUCK FASHION in a simple font maybe something like arial black.Just FUCK FASHION across the chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes have you guys seen something like that? FUCK FRIENDS or maybe FUCK BLOGGING too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH OH how about    FUCK LOVE. ALL LIES. haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incubus ~ anna molly&lt;br /&gt;muse ~ plug in baby&lt;br /&gt;kings of convenience ~ misread &lt;br /&gt;the kooks ~ ooh la!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116330196510105825?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116330196510105825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116330196510105825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116330196510105825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116330196510105825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-looking-for-this-t-shirt-plain-tee.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116309433418909514</id><published>2006-11-09T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:52:16.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/vanser.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmm my newest obsession for possession GIVE ME SEXY!!!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;TINY VOICES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been all pinched up since saturday&lt;br /&gt;i've run my self dry of excellence&lt;br /&gt;19 long years in-hale the bullshit in&lt;br /&gt;whatever i said on saturday&lt;br /&gt;whatever i did i'll do it all again&lt;br /&gt;19 marks up walls&lt;br /&gt;each year one short fall of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this for ex-parking lot&lt;br /&gt;the dreamers go buy they never stop&lt;br /&gt;20 plus 5 in let the youth cave in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiny voices make things harder&lt;br /&gt;tiny voices make things harder&lt;br /&gt;everybody will be let down&lt;br /&gt;everybody will be let down&lt;br /&gt;everybody will be let down&lt;br /&gt;everybody will be let down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody will be let down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116309433418909514?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116309433418909514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116309433418909514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116309433418909514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116309433418909514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/mmmmmmmmmmm-my-newest-obsession-for.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116321093062028904</id><published>2006-11-10T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T18:08:50.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fight Club and American History X gives you something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;Before any of you think that fight club is just another brad pitt action movie like mr. and mrs smith. It has actually nothing to do with action. Its in the mind. WATCH IT. You'll enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler Durden: This is your life and its ending one minute at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Vinyard: So I guess this is where I tell you what I learned - my conclusion, right? Well, my conclusion is: Hate is baggage. Life's too short to be pissed off all the time. It's just not worth it. Derek says it's always good to end a paper with a quote. He says someone else has already said it best. So if you can't top it, steal from them and go out strong. So I picked a guy I thought you'd like. 'We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOAHHHHHHHHHHH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/History_X.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad its banned in singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116321093062028904?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116321093062028904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116321093062028904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116321093062028904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116321093062028904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/fight-club-and-american-history-x.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116299253795803658</id><published>2006-11-08T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:28:58.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mental Habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have mental habits, conciously or sub-conciously. It affects everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay with me on this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine we're at a party and we see two men eyeing the same attractive woman. As we watch we see the first man starts to walk towards her but then stops turn and head over to the bar. Moments later we see the second guy walking towards the woman and begin talking to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile later we notice the second man begin to move around the room talking to everyone. Initiating a conversation with everyone at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the difference in the mental habits between the two? &lt;br /&gt;First guy ''ran a movie'' in his head of all times he had been hurt in a relationship, felt lousy and ended up at the bar to drown his sorrows. (ok this is the important part) His emotional reaction was the expression of a subconcious ,self-limiting belief that ''i'm not good enough'' or ''i always get hurt in a relationship''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the second guy its qutie the opposite. He constantly has this mental habit of believing that everyone is interesting. Emotionally they feel curious even excited. They feel good about themselves and focus their attention externally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told to try out the second guy's mental habit. Just portraying in the mind that ''everyone is interesting'' or ''isnt he/she interesting'' and you would feel you can talk to anyone. Even if you're alone just close your eyes and imagine yourself in a crowded room with that mental habit. You should be able to feel the difference. AND I DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought i share this with you guys. whoever you are.Got most of it from an investing book studying buffet and soros i'm reading now.I believe that things are as bad as we make it but i also understand that sometimes we just cannot help it, oh well. The mind is a beautiful thing so fuck around with it, you never know what you're going to find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everynow and then someone comes along with these beliefs and stuff. And it goes like yea yea yay aya yea aye aya aa ayea yes oh wow that's cool yea yea. But i've always been interested in these sort of stuff. I'll really give this a try. Three cheers to good mental habits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m9/joshyew/DSC00190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON LOOOP EVERYNIGHT UNTIL I SLEEP &lt;br /&gt;JOHN is a good sleeping partner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116299253795803658?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116299253795803658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116299253795803658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116299253795803658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116299253795803658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/mental-habits.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33415278.post-116289363504098308</id><published>2006-11-07T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:00:35.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>''Shot through the heart&lt;br /&gt;And youre to blame&lt;br /&gt;You give love a bad name&lt;br /&gt;I play my part and you play your game&lt;br /&gt;You give love a bad name''&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Understanding the minds and works of warren buffet and george soros.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I haven't told you about Bob and Raymond, i haven't actually told anyone about them. One day i will. I will tell you all about their adventures and their good fight against their archrival and nemesis , THE MAN. I will tell you all about their bravery against temptation and so much more. Heros to us all. Here to save us from society and THE MAN in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD DAY AND GOOD FIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33415278-116289363504098308?l=laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/116289363504098308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33415278&amp;postID=116289363504098308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116289363504098308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33415278/posts/default/116289363504098308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughterpainitsinsane.blogspot.com/2006/11/shot-through-heart-and-youre-to-blame.html' title=''/><author><name>electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14028014837572005442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14965364734485660120'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>