<?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-4226663013603191421</id><updated>2009-11-02T01:51:57.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart of all things random</title><subtitle type='html'>Love is not about finding someone you can live with;
but finding someone you don't want to live without..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-1919856058577078021</id><published>2009-11-02T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:51:57.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hey people, relink me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;moved to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;http://withlov3.tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-1919856058577078021?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1919856058577078021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1919856058577078021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/11/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-4129486545241192355</id><published>2009-08-14T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:22:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cluttered</title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging for quite some time, my minds been quite uncluttered lately, its just been filled with thoughts of study or play? should study cause need to pass exam but playing is so much more tempting and of course it won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now its cluttered again, choices to make again, things to decide. Not to says it isnt fun, I mean its life, but i'm an indecisive person! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've 12 mins more to PCL.&lt;br /&gt;See you again and hopefully by then I would already have come to a decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-4129486545241192355?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/4129486545241192355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/4129486545241192355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/cluttered.html' title='cluttered'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-3506578966279095172</id><published>2009-07-25T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:17:33.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brief one.</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;- Dwayne, from little miss sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;I like that show, it makes you feel hopeful. Like no matter how untalented, unappreciated, or how different you are from everyone else, you are still special in a way. And there will always be someone who will love you for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-3506578966279095172?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/3506578966279095172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/3506578966279095172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/brief-one.html' title='brief one.'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-7994611039540375507</id><published>2009-07-20T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:58:26.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purpled.</title><content type='html'>you sure do move fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-7994611039540375507?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/7994611039540375507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/7994611039540375507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/purpled.html' title='purpled.'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-6147057563233282584</id><published>2009-05-21T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:23:25.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hPCNZV4SSaw/ShVHuvQ3osI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NxaSuUDFsHs/s1600-h/n619911283_1906298_2020747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hPCNZV4SSaw/ShVHuvQ3osI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NxaSuUDFsHs/s320/n619911283_1906298_2020747.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338251801604367042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this photo of myself!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-6147057563233282584?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/6147057563233282584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/6147057563233282584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SMILE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14751418455554855012</uri><email>limchernweismile@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05005335528443557754'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hPCNZV4SSaw/ShVHuvQ3osI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NxaSuUDFsHs/s72-c/n619911283_1906298_2020747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-378598933339746246</id><published>2009-03-23T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:10:26.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to cw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;oh my goodness how is my room like dung compared to yours!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am waving to jeremy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi jeremy! im so sorry youre stuck with cw and his retardness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pin i gave to you personally okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my goodness i really wanna smack you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is that a happy birthday wish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i can see windscreen and all and stop announcing my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;height to the entire world and its wrong somemore! I AM 170!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad you know its nonsense la,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes your chocolate looks damn gross!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, thank you (: very much home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-378598933339746246?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/378598933339746246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/378598933339746246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-cw.html' title='to cw'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-5213673397441291268</id><published>2009-03-20T05:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T05:43:38.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday homey =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd71c5c4f4037ff" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DpgAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I97kdARsq-8XBk_7qk1DptXMZP11GQbfDYhmr1MB_etVqwNN7viTuko-e79nZnBJ51HpN7jGfB9qRw1dSUNoKG5QFblH6FyRrX3esvQ-nU0RfV3MAPGYXuYSRishIRzzEHB1vF3EeD1ELGrKHx4XrlpZ5-NmUS12VE0Ji0sOGYQF5wbDTtF_59V2XquUVXEE8luIftghkYhxrLyQB3sNldoG%26sigh%3Dj8eb8Redly5O6cCc_57SGp9KuDs%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd71c5c4f4037ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DC0IG3BsAT4W__yYtxW3Yk7j6R84&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DpgAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I97kdARsq-8XBk_7qk1DptXMZP11GQbfDYhmr1MB_etVqwNN7viTuko-e79nZnBJ51HpN7jGfB9qRw1dSUNoKG5QFblH6FyRrX3esvQ-nU0RfV3MAPGYXuYSRishIRzzEHB1vF3EeD1ELGrKHx4XrlpZ5-NmUS12VE0Ji0sOGYQF5wbDTtF_59V2XquUVXEE8luIftghkYhxrLyQB3sNldoG%26sigh%3Dj8eb8Redly5O6cCc_57SGp9KuDs%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd71c5c4f4037ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DC0IG3BsAT4W__yYtxW3Yk7j6R84&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-5213673397441291268?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bd71c5c4f4037ff&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5213673397441291268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5213673397441291268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-homey.html' title='happy birthday homey =)'/><author><name>SMILE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14751418455554855012</uri><email>limchernweismile@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05005335528443557754'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-1672901848887546966</id><published>2009-03-12T15:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:23:04.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22021990.17121990</title><content type='html'>I'm back since Jan 16, 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Realised its been almost 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in uni, I have no idea how much I'm actually learning cause I can never remember what I've learned at the end of the week anyway. Reading up on cervical cancer and HPV (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Policeman says son you can't stay here,&lt;br /&gt;I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go."&lt;br /&gt;- oh my goodness! the man who cant be moved has the sweetest lyrics! altho i still hear jonas in me instead of you missing me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Theres just this emptiness thingy the weird feeling, of having everything and yet nothing. I need orange bowl and tofu and spring hills and undeadbikiniodens! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I really think mutilated body parts are scary but kinda cool and fascinating. How often do you get to see those! Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch wonder woman the movie last night, yes they do have a movie and there was this quote "the heart wants what the heart wants, even if it is worse for it". Wonder what would kids say to that sentence, seeing those who do watch wonder woman would be of age 12 and below (me being the exception cause I'm just special).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-1672901848887546966?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1672901848887546966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1672901848887546966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/22021990.html' title='22021990.17121990'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-6850033430899876993</id><published>2009-01-16T12:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:25:29.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty photos @ titiwangsa</title><content type='html'>dedicated to my hair ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJlizE05I/AAAAAAAAAao/eM-sixowvi8/s1600-h/DSC02250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJlizE05I/AAAAAAAAAao/eM-sixowvi8/s320/DSC02250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291740102761173906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJlUuZc-I/AAAAAAAAAag/Ha8q6kqnvBI/s1600-h/DSC02249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJlUuZc-I/AAAAAAAAAag/Ha8q6kqnvBI/s320/DSC02249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291740098983457762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJkzYxf3I/AAAAAAAAAaY/lXtumi1LebA/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJkzYxf3I/AAAAAAAAAaY/lXtumi1LebA/s320/DSC02248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291740090034388850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJkcbH9mI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/32LW3oO6SWI/s1600-h/DSC02247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJkcbH9mI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/32LW3oO6SWI/s320/DSC02247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291740083870234210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJjqqxlAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JYJmaUKWahw/s1600-h/DSC02246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJjqqxlAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JYJmaUKWahw/s320/DSC02246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291740070514103298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALJDJHUTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/CU7MKuZRAO0/s1600-h/DSC02257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALJDJHUTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/CU7MKuZRAO0/s320/DSC02257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291741812250595634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALJz9dFAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/SEfP9lZITOo/s1600-h/DSC02265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALJz9dFAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/SEfP9lZITOo/s320/DSC02265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291741825355027458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALKtSoqKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4gjSHcNTOrY/s1600-h/DSC02266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALKtSoqKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4gjSHcNTOrY/s320/DSC02266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291741840744687778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALeK1DpYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GagXPFpttFI/s1600-h/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALeK1DpYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GagXPFpttFI/s320/DSC02263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291742175091205506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALJtPFwFI/AAAAAAAAAa4/aG2aeCe6Ic0/s1600-h/DSC02260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALJtPFwFI/AAAAAAAAAa4/aG2aeCe6Ic0/s320/DSC02260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291741823549947986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALKR4iLVI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Y3MxQ_8K2pc/s1600-h/DSC02261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALKR4iLVI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Y3MxQ_8K2pc/s320/DSC02261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291741833387453778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to this photographer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALe1-o31I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KVVi26k9uJA/s1600-h/DSC02270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXALe1-o31I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KVVi26k9uJA/s320/DSC02270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291742186674118482" 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/4226663013603191421-6850033430899876993?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/6850033430899876993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/6850033430899876993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/01/pretty-photos-titiwangsa.html' title='pretty photos @ titiwangsa'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/SXAJlizE05I/AAAAAAAAAao/eM-sixowvi8/s72-c/DSC02250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-5253314857923494678</id><published>2009-01-13T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:46:59.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome job!</title><content type='html'>Heck, might not even be a job!&lt;div&gt;It's like a summer vacation thats 6 months long~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never knew there were jobs like &lt;a href="http://uk.news.yahoo.com/5/20090112/twl-minder-wanted-for-island-paradise-3fd0ae9.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm free from uni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so going for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or whoever gets the job can invite me over for holidays!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-5253314857923494678?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5253314857923494678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5253314857923494678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/01/awesome-job.html' title='awesome job!'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-3642982399448443086</id><published>2009-01-10T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:45:59.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headachy</title><content type='html'>I need to stop sleeping at 5am and waking up at 3pm.&lt;div&gt;can feel all my organs turning upside down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-3642982399448443086?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/3642982399448443086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/3642982399448443086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/01/headachy.html' title='headachy'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-1828101036352161615</id><published>2009-01-06T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:08:41.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whose the actual winner?</title><content type='html'>this recent thing, got me thinking again.&lt;div&gt;thank god for that, for a moment, my brain seem to be slowly wasting away. atrophying. releasing methane as it decomposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In an argument, who actually wins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets set the scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; did something mean to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; brought it up to &lt;/span&gt;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;was mad at &lt;/span&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; punished &lt;/span&gt;B &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; is now mad at &lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;is now frustrated because &lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;B&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; cant live in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; should be happy cause justice has been granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(complicated? it's really just some small matter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, there seem to be no happiness in winning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before there was only one party [A] being gloomy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but by seeking justice, it ended up with three parties unhappy [A,B,C].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventho the incident was a small one, was the end result worth it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should A just bear all the unhappiness of B's meanness to avoid creating more unhappiness amongst the 3 parties then? But doesn't bearing the meanness of B for "overall happiness" seem a little bit unfair towards A? Does it involve selfishness in seeking justice for oneself and so sacrificing overall happiness? Or is keeping quiet about the injustice done to preserve "overall happiness" the correct way of going about? Does the "size of unfairness" affect the outcome? Like VERY unfair, so you should tell; or it's just a small matter so just bear with it and it'll be okay. Does it work like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't gotten a conclusion, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;might not&lt;/span&gt; keep thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand myself (I think), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I doubt anyone else reading will understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So till then ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry X'mas Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I was reading a story about Christmas, so I just felt like wishing it again eventho its long overdue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-1828101036352161615?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1828101036352161615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1828101036352161615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/01/whose-actual-winner.html' title='whose the actual winner?'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-134268598891741542</id><published>2009-01-05T20:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:40:36.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nets fixed but MSN has been really screwy lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have a theory, maybe it has fallen in love with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That would explain why it intercepts all my msges:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to prevent me from getting sweet text. (HAH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyways, belated new years resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(which has been the same for the past few years)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. STOP BITING MY NAILS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Stop procrastinating and delaying everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. PAY ATTENTION in EVERY lecture (even the seemingly non-important ones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. Be a better friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. Be a happier person than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Watched Moulin Rouge! Lovesit. Nicole Kidman is extra pretty there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I blogged with a purpose actually,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;something to do with something I realised about something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but, I seem to have forgotten it, so oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the next time then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Speaking of stop delaying matters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;heres something I've been delaying for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The rules and regulations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. No tags back!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. I can't sleep alone without a night light and my many pillows  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. I look better with my hair short  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. I ♥ reality series, medical and forensic dramas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. I bite my nails  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. I love bright colours  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. I love bittergourd and brinjals and celery  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. I love rainy sundays  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. I love the smells of freshly cut grass and the smell of the air before it rains  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. I love how the water feels and the wind in my hair  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. I wanna know how to play the guitar   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11. I only know how to play one song on the piano, besides Doe A Deer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. I like sitting with my legs cross or curled up  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. I dont like anything with more than 4 legs, the more legs the creepier  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14. I can be rather mean when I put my mind to it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15. I'm doing this for RUI! cause it's been a text file on my desktop labelled 'do for rui' for so long!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;People I tagged would be anyone would read this and feels like doing it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-134268598891741542?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/134268598891741542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/134268598891741542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New year!'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-765731323495918072</id><published>2008-12-25T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:23:14.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry merry x'mas!</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6 days before 2008 ends&lt;br /&gt;so enjoy the rest of this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall further update about christmas,&lt;br /&gt;now having dinner ( :&lt;br /&gt;foods awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-765731323495918072?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/765731323495918072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/765731323495918072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-merry-xmas.html' title='merry merry x&apos;mas!'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-8608619869376666280</id><published>2008-12-09T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:24:12.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll be a history of the dragon pheonix restaurant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wild child is a real waste of money. It's a bimbotic show with no meaning and needs zero brain power to watch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, nai wong bao is.. okay, one day we were in the DP restaurant and decided to order some NWB. The helpful and eager manager personally wrote an order to the kitchen to ask them to hurry up after the NWB didn't appear for 15 minutes. He was running around the place shouting into the mic, 'NWB! Table 823!!', every 10 seconds and the staff were panicking trying to find out where is the damned NWB. The kitchen was probably really busy rolling the dough and frying it with the manager screaming orders while apologising profusely for the late NWB. Joann was as usual, biting her nails, whether or not the NWB was here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One plate of NWB arrived.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had ordered two plates of NWB.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The manager continued hurrying the staff who were now in risk of being fired (but the restaurant had just opened for 3 months) because of the missing NWB. TCTLSS the NWB arrived and the crisis was resolved. The 3 puny NWBs were devoured in 3 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FIN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jo: this is the colour of my new hi-lites, and I LIKE WILDCHILD. It doesn't require thinking, is entertaining and I think emma roberts and alex prettyfer make a pretty couple, he is sweet (: and the car is cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-8608619869376666280?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/8608619869376666280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/8608619869376666280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-be-history-of-dragon-pheonix.html' title='We&apos;ll be a history of the dragon pheonix restaurant.'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-2086034903379949242</id><published>2008-12-04T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:57:43.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of plans</title><content type='html'>Going down Singapore on Friday instead.&lt;div&gt;Coming back on 12th instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choosing between wala wala or clarke quay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheap but not as nice the envt vs expensive but nicer envt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST REMEMBERED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ORANGE BOWL&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-2086034903379949242?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/2086034903379949242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/2086034903379949242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/12/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of plans'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-8710946709914147853</id><published>2008-12-03T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:37:08.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beauty of imperfection</title><content type='html'>Well, inspired by Pat pats post about &lt;a href="http://givingmylife.wordpress.com/2008/12/01/the-beauty-of-imperfection-nope-cant-find-it/"&gt;"the beauty of imperfection. Nope can't find it!"&lt;/a&gt;. I decided to blog bout the beauty of imperfection too. This is not meant to be personal kay (: I still &lt;3 you pat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perfection is more than beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Change your imperfections, and set your sights on something greater than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You won’t know what you might be, but at least you know you’ll be more than you are now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said and I still believe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Perfection is nice, but in a person, PERFECT IS BORING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The imperfection in a person is what makes a person unique.&lt;br /&gt;There are habits to change, but not all habits are imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;If everyone is perfect, then no one would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you measure perfectness anyway?&lt;br /&gt;In inches? In litres? Do you come out with a standard of perfection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1: perfect hair, nails and teeth; messy hair, dirty nails [X]&lt;br /&gt;Rule #2: perfect up to date dressing; tshirt and shirts, old huge dorky glasses [X]&lt;br /&gt;Rule #3: perfect speech, grammar and language; bad english, funny accent [X]&lt;br /&gt;Rule #4: perfect behaviour, no undesired little antics; lateness, laziness, procrastination [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that perfect? If that's perfect, soon you'll see a whole lot of people in the street with perfect glossy hair, guys cropped short, girls long and wavy, shiny straight whittened teeth, trimmed, buffed nails; because it's the perfect look. No antics that draw your attention to a person. Soon you'll see a street full of perfect but people that look the same, people that seem to have lost their personality trying to achieve perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If by perfect, people follow the set of rules that is deem by the public to be the one set of rules that are faultless, would you be happy following them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that you should be happy and contented with your seven deadly sins(lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy, pride), imperfection may not be good, but if you can minimize your imperfection, why try to erase the thing that makes you human? Imagine someone without all those. To me it's kinda scary. You strive to be a better human, but a perfect human is something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... after typing everything on my mind out, I'm not sure whether I'm still on the same topic as pat, but the main point is, your post inspired this post la. so, happy thinking or whatever. Going off to bed! Nights everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-8710946709914147853?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/8710946709914147853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/8710946709914147853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/12/beauty-of-imperfection.html' title='the beauty of imperfection'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-1946575711501631625</id><published>2008-12-01T18:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:05:04.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aherm</title><content type='html'>correction!!&lt;br /&gt;homey lcw, my praises of u, on how great u r, have been renewed till 30 Nov 2100. you are allowed to self praise all the way as long as I am present, and especially when I am present&lt;br /&gt;from joann =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:* haha! you can't edit my post, but I CAN! and this post is so NOT by me! offer still stands till only 2359 30th Nov 2008. and its LONG over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-1946575711501631625?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1946575711501631625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1946575711501631625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/12/correction-homey-lcw-my-praises-of-u-on.html' title='aherm'/><author><name>SMILE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14751418455554855012</uri><email>limchernweismile@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05005335528443557754'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-7358248571971027790</id><published>2008-11-30T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:56:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>祝你生日快乐</title><content type='html'>祝你生日快乐， &lt;div&gt;祝你生日快乐，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;祝你生日快乐~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;祝你生日快乐！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;（sang in the tune of happy birthday）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday homey&lt;/span&gt;  the-oh-so-great Lim Chern Wei, who with his oh-so-awesome Chinese now knows what 失意 and 何谓 is! (: I wanted to write this post in chinese just so you can marvel at your own standard of chinese, but then again I figured its your birthday! and I shall be nice (my present to you).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being such an awesome homey/taikor/willing exploitee (this is the one of very few times I'm gonne write/type/say it, so open your eyes big!); for the encouragements, efforts, arguments, debates, financial blah; for the starbucks green teas (which I have to say, cause of my green tea, it brought the girl to you), for Murnis and Williams and Shihlin's; for always picking me up and giving me rides; for the exams first aid kit (which my bro stoled the hundred plus); for keeping my secrets and secretly embarrasing moments which you sure have ALOT of (this also serves as a threat to remind you that if you spill any... aha!); for the crabs at ss2 that we never ended up having (why ah?); for all the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt; gazillion mcflurries &lt;/span&gt;that noone else would even bother delivering! and last on the list but not last of what you've done, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;anks for that toilet roll that is still not even half read&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7tFVo0EI/AAAAAAAAAZY/7DnUtOIpLNE/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132653084823618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7tFVo0EI/AAAAAAAAAZY/7DnUtOIpLNE/s320/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lim chern wei, you're one year older-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7sm62NbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SsgMtfzY2DU/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132644919391666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7sm62NbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SsgMtfzY2DU/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you, your shihlin, and your love of gyms-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7urJyG2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/rS5MfPl5i-A/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132680415517538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7urJyG2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/rS5MfPl5i-A/s320/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-our other junk food sides big apple snowy!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7ubclhjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/s5BdbV4kUOk/s1600-h/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132676199417394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7ubclhjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/s5BdbV4kUOk/s320/DSC00670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-my very pretty self and your poorly crashed car-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF9lp2tAfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bAajwN-u0Xw/s1600-h/DSC02176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274134724471489010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF9lp2tAfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bAajwN-u0Xw/s320/DSC02176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-THE toilet roll,  one and only-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF9lef7KFI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/E0TjwVUwaXc/s1600-h/DSC02177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274134721423157330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF9lef7KFI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/E0TjwVUwaXc/s320/DSC02177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-results of exploitations: smuggling over the causeway-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you and I love you Home! You rock my socks off eventho you're so far far away developing a British accent. Please bring home a hottie for me as my birthday present next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: this time I did not forget your birthday and faked it as Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PPS: if you know me well enough, you would know why there are no parcels down UK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PPPS: the praises in the post expires after 23:59:59 on the 30th November 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PPPPS:  Happy birthday home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-7358248571971027790?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/7358248571971027790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/7358248571971027790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html' title='祝你生日快乐'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STF7tFVo0EI/AAAAAAAAAZY/7DnUtOIpLNE/s72-c/DSC00655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-5565092903917107208</id><published>2008-12-03T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:54:50.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Heroes!</title><content type='html'>At aunts place! playing the wii.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun! haha, guitar heroes is the new wobbly!&lt;br /&gt;All camping in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;All means 5 of us cousins, minus the 2 smaller ones.&lt;br /&gt;Brought along own pillow and blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like baking more cookies. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT for thursday man!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringing heels~ (Hahas! I'm outsmarting you guys in the naturally tall department!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-5565092903917107208?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5565092903917107208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5565092903917107208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/12/guitar-heroes.html' title='Guitar Heroes!'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-5404033976827068855</id><published>2008-12-01T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:39:02.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I smell good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="large" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); display: inline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kimya Dawson - Tree Hugger Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower said, "I wish I was a tree,"&lt;br /&gt;The tree said, "I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;A different kind of tree,&lt;br /&gt;The cat wished that it was a bee,&lt;br /&gt;The turtle wished that it could fly&lt;br /&gt;Really high into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Over rooftops and then dive&lt;br /&gt;Deep into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the sea there is a fish,&lt;br /&gt;A fish that has a secret wish,&lt;br /&gt;A wish to be a big cactus&lt;br /&gt;With a pink flower on it.&lt;br /&gt;And in the sea there is a fish,&lt;br /&gt;A fish that has a secret wish,&lt;br /&gt;A wish to be a big cactus&lt;br /&gt;With a pink flower on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the flower&lt;br /&gt;Would be its offering&lt;br /&gt;Of love to the desert.&lt;br /&gt;And the desert,&lt;br /&gt;So dry and lonely,&lt;br /&gt;That the creatures all&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et le chacalot a dit:&lt;br /&gt;"Je voudrais être un yéti&lt;br /&gt;Pour voler dans la nuit&lt;br /&gt;Et m'envoler loin d'ici"&lt;br /&gt;Mais le yéti a dit:&lt;br /&gt;"Je veux être un monstre marin&lt;br /&gt;Pour pouvoir sauter dans la mer&lt;br /&gt;De tous les requins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rattlesnake said,&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I had hands so&lt;br /&gt;I could hug you like a man."&lt;br /&gt;And then the cactus said,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you understand,&lt;br /&gt;My skin is covered with sharp spikes&lt;br /&gt;That'll stab you like a thousand knives.&lt;br /&gt;A hug would be nice,&lt;br /&gt;But hug my flower with your eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower said, "I wish I was a tree,"&lt;br /&gt;The tree said, "I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;A different kind of tree,&lt;br /&gt;The cat wished that it was a bee,&lt;br /&gt;The turtle wished that it could fly&lt;br /&gt;Really high into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Over rooftops and then dive&lt;br /&gt;Deep into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the sea there is a fish,&lt;br /&gt;A fish that has a secret wish,&lt;br /&gt;A wish to be a big cactus&lt;br /&gt;With a pink flower on it.&lt;br /&gt;And in the sea there is a fish,&lt;br /&gt;A fish that has a secret wish,&lt;br /&gt;A wish to be a big cactus&lt;br /&gt;With a pink flower on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the flower&lt;br /&gt;Would be its offering&lt;br /&gt;Of love to the desert.&lt;br /&gt;And the desert,&lt;br /&gt;So dry and lonely,&lt;br /&gt;That the creatures all&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Jannie! and Cheng! I scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;No mail yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;and I smell nice, yesterday I had DKNY's apple sprayed on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;the after smell is better, not as strong as the original smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;A kelisa happens to be a lot bigger than a waja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;somehow it seems easier to sqeeze pple into a kelisa compared to a waja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I want to continue sleeping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;slept at 5 am today cause of the mixture of fear of results and self scaring in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;reminder to self: never try to scare yourself no matter how logical your explanation is. It never pays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;) : please please please get this over with fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;PS: Heh! LCW, your time is up! It's back to the old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-5404033976827068855?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5404033976827068855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/5404033976827068855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-smell-good.html' title='I smell good'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-238093547422966868</id><published>2008-10-09T00:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:33:11.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words fall thru me and always fool me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;simplicity is a mere disguise when reality is more than meets the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;wishing for it to rain and I really need to go out or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;found a new fave song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(208, 31, 60); font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;我的快乐：会回来的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;have 2 plasters on my left hand for biting my nails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;dunno why as of lately, I bite them alot, and no eventho I do them often it doesnt go this bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;normally its just bite abit only, now i bit even when theres nothing to bite and end up causing the finger to bleed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;hmm... there's a word for it, starting with ... I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I need a brightly lit park outside my house with swings, need green tea milkshake, need peppermint ice cream, need fizzy cola candies. I want christmas to come sooner. Presents wrapped in pretty wrappers and tied up in ribbons with pretty letters under a pretty tree, all Jan's specialty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I wanna pick up a stray cat and bring it home and make it fat and happy but quite hard to achieve la. basically its just random blabber cause I just felt like typing alot of stuff out. You can smack me now but you wont cause you know you love me too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now for the serious stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Belonging is something that everyone really search for I guess, its our need for unconditional love and acceptance in a way. A sense of belonging is the cause of so many problems in the world. Some spend their whole lives struggling to grip onto something they think completes them, to find a place where they belong, be it religion, culture, family, friends. Sometimes, its the negative aspect of the human race that brings about the sense of belonging people are so desperate to find, self abuse, alcohol abuse, being in the cool gang, hanging out with the popular, being someone they're not just to fit in and be accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Belonging is a double-edges sword. On one hand, you want to belong because you feel lonely, so you seek out others who share certain similarities. On one hand, you don't want to be categorizes and generalized. You conveniently switch your position depending on merit. You want to eat your cake and have it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Is it possible to balance both? Or will you fall to one side. To blend in completely and be ordinary normal and possibly forgotten or to be different, remembered and maybe left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now I shall leave you to my own confused thoughts or whatsoever the above is. It's up to you to decide whether I make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-238093547422966868?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/238093547422966868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/238093547422966868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/10/words-fall-thru-me-and-always-fool-me.html' title='words fall thru me and always fool me'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-7533639280952670418</id><published>2008-11-29T16:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:29:11.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tug of War</title><content type='html'>Hello Terence! (: Here I am.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Important dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30th Nov - !!! which is tmr. Homey's birthday. advance happy birthday! there, I bet I'm the first to wish you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st Dec - I'll know if I have to do supps, which is supplementary exams I assume which you take if you fail your end of years, not a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4th Dec &lt;/span&gt;- The day I go down singapore, a good day cause I'll finally meet cheng and jannie. why call you cheng? why not munnie or something? Like everyones cheng, cheng yi, cheng leng. Mun/小敏 (Hahas) is so much more special right?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STEIzwtwnqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/w87f842x4yg/s1600-h/SSL11975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STEIzwtwnqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/w87f842x4yg/s320/SSL11975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274006323970743970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jan: hair cut at Holland V and beach and science center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jo: want food, keith and charles!! pretty lights in orchard, and to meet DM! (pretty please)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheng: watch twilight, Holland V, paint nails, watch dramas!, eat don's chicken pie (or something like that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anything else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th Dec - The day I come back from singapore. Not a good day either. I'll not only be back here, I'll be broke too. And I cant work if I get supps cause then I'll be too busy studying to pass my supps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25th Dec -  X'mas! WEEEE~ presents as well, happpy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this part is the most random post on earth but I just felt like writting it all down, so you can stop reading here if you want too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I went to watch bolt 3D! It's freaking cool! Really really is (: makes me happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I love 贺军翔&lt;/span&gt;! Even after so long I still do! He doesn't know it yet but he wants to fly here to meet me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I wanna go to the science center! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I'm still waiting for my never gonna happen anytime soon group outting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homey told me this and I felt like including, he was giving reading classes to 5 year olds and this school had 60 nationality of students, and he asked this little girl, so where are you from, guess what she said? HOME! * aww melts! Makes me wanna have a 5 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest, I will update later. Will try to make my lazy self update more often!!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-7533639280952670418?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/7533639280952670418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/7533639280952670418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/11/tug-of-war.html' title='Tug of War'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1io9Chk5Xw/STEIzwtwnqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/w87f842x4yg/s72-c/SSL11975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-4393267157296744248</id><published>2008-11-13T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:22:55.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of year 1.</title><content type='html'>Back home with glasses on, pjs on and the stickyness washed out of my hair.&lt;div&gt;I feel sorta good, I mean I survived MED 1022, the end of year 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a year since I got in Uni, since I joined MUMEDS, since I met this bunch of awesomeness. And 'awesomeness' isn't even entirely appropriate to describe the pple. They're so much more than awesome. It's like a whole mix of spice, the uniqueness of each is indescribable. And I'm so glad to have met all of them, every single one. I thank all those who was there for me one way or another. To the many many pple with me thru out this whole year, thank you, you've just made my life worth so much more than its meant to be. I so look forward to another brilliant year and then another 3 more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special shout out to my M's, you guys rock santa's hat off! I'll stand on the sun to be with you guys man! I love you for all the times you yuffied me and made me talk eventho I never wanted to tell you what was wrong with me. I love you all for the times you made me dress up and all the stupid things of me you brought out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, a talk with a friend made me realized that recently I've spend so little time at home. I do come home, but its like I never had dinner with my family since before exams which is maybe like a month ago? (maybe) and I'm so use to coming home late after studying in Uni and bathing the going to bed; and after exams I go out and come home late, that its not home anymore. It's just a place. Today coming home, its like the feeling of I don't know actually, but its like I'm more aware that I'm coming home, instead of the normal autopilot mode of arriving home, go room, stay in room sorta routine (eventho its like 1 am). I think after this week, I should spend more time at home and really relax and take time for myself. solitude (: its a good thing. as long as it doesn't go to isolation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... got lots of photos of formal dinner, shall update later (again, another maybe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to all my friends, present and future, I cherish you guys because you guys complete me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-4393267157296744248?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/4393267157296744248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/4393267157296744248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-year-1.html' title='the end of year 1.'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226663013603191421.post-1397726011830341915</id><published>2008-10-30T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:31:10.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to hear but not to listen?</title><content type='html'>Ever realized that sometimes you hear but you dont listen? that happens to me a lot, but recently, I just realized that actually tho i think that i didn't pay attention, to my surprise I could recite whatever said earlier. like wowness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway inspired by hanshengs 3 beautiful things and by HEP's fact that by giving gratitude to 3 things a day really reduces stress and lowers risk of heart attack, I shall give thanks to at least 3 things every time i blog (if i remember).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;1. thank you  my awesome anatomy study group for helping me so much&lt;br /&gt;2. thank you for my ulcer hurting less and possibly starting to recover&lt;br /&gt;3. thank you stel and von for your always being there&lt;br /&gt;4. thank you for today being mannie's birthday!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, all I need is sleep, can I thank you for the tremendous load of sleep ive gotten in advance and hopes it comes soon? see, lack of sleep is making me not make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226663013603191421-1397726011830341915?l=laughing-outloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1397726011830341915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226663013603191421/posts/default/1397726011830341915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughing-outloud.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-hear-but-not-to-listen.html' title='to hear but not to listen?'/><author><name>Jo.Ann.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15709595486520641225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05679218208626133640'/></author></entry></feed>