Thursday, September 29, 2005 |
New Friendster Layout |
I've revamped my friendster page and hope it looks good :D |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Thursday, September 29, 2005 |
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Ipod Spoof |
After so long, especially my stupid bluetooth mp3player died on me, I've been dying for music on the go.
Livesets are really a hassle to be included in the mp3 player. It's just that it's so long......
Well, today, I got myself a 2nd hand 4th Gen 20gb Ipod for $240. Condition's excellent.
After gettign the Ipod, I became absolutely sharp towards anythign that says Ipod.. LOL
Like for instance, this Ipod spoof, Iflea
Had a great laugh :D |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Wednesday, September 21, 2005 |
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Here are some tips to make your life better!
1. If you ever choke on an ice cube, fear not! Drink boiling water. The cube will melt and in the process, removing the choke.
2. If you ever get into arguments about leaving the toilet seat up... use the goddamn sink!
3. If you have high blood pressure, cut your wrists and let yourself bleed for an hour or so. The blood pressure should be stabilized.
4. If you are suffering from a nagging cough, consume a huge dosage of laxative. You will be afraid to cough further.
5. If you are suffering from taking too much laxative, avoid clogging up your toilet... use the neighbourhood playground that noisy kids play in.
p/s I ripped the above off but so what?
PP.S I ripped the above off the person who ripped it off too... he didnt care, so why shld I.. LOL |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Wednesday, September 21, 2005 |
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Friday, September 16, 2005 |
$600,000 is peanuts |
I know this is old.. but I like the whole, a picture paints a thousand word thingy.. It's hilarious.. :D |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Friday, September 16, 2005 |
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Friday, September 09, 2005 |
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Yukun's spinning @ the star cruise..
Seriously speaking, I like the idea if it's free flow, but then, since it's not, I wouldnt be spending on it. |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Friday, September 09, 2005 |
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A blog that touch me deep |
I've been reading blogs of various ppl recently and today, as I prepare to sleep, I read the last blog of the night via my RSS feeds.
P. keeping the name hidden, was a nice girl whom I met on a TR gig. In her blog, I read about her longing for her ex bf.
I read 5 entries of hers and I couldnt help myself from shedding a tear. Deep thoughts ran through my mind.
Her words are written with elegance, the sheer emotion of hers ran though my body as if I'm the one who's experiencing it.
I lit up a cigarette and slowly puff my way, as I read her blog.
Feelings like this were not always seen within me. She still loves her ex bf, which brings me back in time to relationships that I've lost.
It's raining again.
I'm thinking of the things we did again, when it rained.
You're seated on the desk by the window and drawing on a cigarette, the ceiling fan waving the smoke out of the window. As you sit barechested and smoking, you'll strum on the guitar and hum a tune. Sometimes I'll say "Do Breakfast at Tiffany's" or "I'd like to hear something by Bob Marley". You'll give me a grin and a nod, and play my tune. Otherwise we'll be singing to tunes playing on your stereo system - The Verve, Smashing Pumpkins, Radiohead, Blur, Nirvana, The Doors, Deep Purple, Cake, Alanis Morissette. And so the afternoon passes.
We're seated on plastic chairs in the front porch, watching the water wash down the leaves of the plants. Swirls of smoke from your cigarette resting on the ashtray travel up toward the hanging lamp, get stuck momentarily under the ceiling, then dissipate with the breeze. I nestle a warm cup of cocoa in my hands while you stir your cocoa with your left hand. Sometimes we'll chat about our future together or ask after our respective friends, while sipping on our drinks. Sometimes we'll just sit and observe all that happens around us. Sometimes we'll play with the stray dog that has become an unofficial pet.
The aftermath is always what I look forward to because that's when we have our most intimate conversations. Lying on the bed and facing each other, I'm on my right while you're on your left. The plush quilt keeps us warm as we lay naked under it in the air-conditioned room. You brush my hair off my left cheek and plant a kiss on my forehead. I give you a kiss on your lips. Then I move in towards you and you embrace me in a reassuring hug. I feel protected, safe and loved.
Swish-swish. Swish-swish. Swish-swish. The windscreen wipers chant out a hypnotic rhythm as you drive us to my place for dinner in your little jeep. The speakers try their best to amplify the electro sounds of Suede or the haunting melodies of The Corrs. You're driving with your left hand on the gearstick, right hand on the wheel and right elbow propped on the window sill. I remove my feet from my sandals and put my feet up on the chair. You turn and grin to me. I look back and return the smile. We hold hands for a brief second and exchange a quick kiss on the lips. Another precious moment has just passed between us.
It's raining again.
I'm sitting here without you. I'm sitting here, only with memories of you associated with the rain.
The very entry reminds me of times where I share with my ex-partners/friends, the emotion draws too much of me, that I felt lonely once more. With no trance dishing out on my foobar, I stare upon my monitor, during this cold air-con night, I long for a sweetheart. I long for a partner.
I know it's not gonna happen. I didnt have the chance, or perhaps, I didnt create the chance for someone to enter right back into my life.
What am I doing, What am I doing.. I asked myself a couple of times as I type this down.
Sadly, Lawrence. |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Friday, September 09, 2005 |
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Get to know yourself better |
I stumbled upon this when I was reading Purple's blog. Something in it made me do the test.. I'm not the type who actually does such a thing, but then, just by reading one sentence of her entry, I decided to do the test.
It is so so so accurate. I cant believe it.
http://quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx
Your view on yourself: You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship: You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.
The seriousness of your love: You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?
Your views on education You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.
The right job for you: You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.
How do you view success: You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.
What are you most afraid of: You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.
Who is your true self: You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.
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posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Friday, September 09, 2005 |
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Monday, September 05, 2005 |
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When I saw this pic, I simply laughed my head off.
I've seen quite a number of the bush-blair affair, but this pic and the "Duet MTV" by them were the best!
LOL |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Monday, September 05, 2005 |
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Friday, September 02, 2005 |
When a guy who love you with his heart |
The guy who love you, if he can't always see you, he will try to make himself busy, for not to have any time to remember you, because he knew, if he did, he will keep on missing you until he could do nothing.
The guy who love you, can't tell you the reason why he love you. He only knew that, in his eyes, you are the only one.
The guy who love you, seldom praise you, but in his heart, you are the best, only he know it.
The guy who love you, will scold or complaint if you din't reply his message but others, because he cares.
The guy who love you, only drop his tears infront of you, when you try to wipe his tears, you are touching his heart, the heart which beat for you.
The guy who love you, will remember every word you said , even its accidentally and he will use the word always at the nick of time.
The guy who love you, will not give any promise that easily because they don't want to break the promise, they want you to believe him and they want to give you the happiest and safest life ever after.
The guy who love you, always tell you not to think too much because they already plan it for you. He wants to give you the best life in the future, he want to give you a suprise, believe him that he can do it.
The guy who love you, will go to airport to fetch you, he won't carry a bunch a rose and call you darling like what you expect. But he will carry your luggage and ask you " Why are you becoming that thin within two days?" with his sincere heart.
The guy who love you, will listen quietly to you,when you are mad, and when you finished, he will said, you still got class tomorrow, sleep earlier with smile.
The guy who love you, don't know that whether he should call you when you are angry, but he will sent a message to you after few hours, if you ask him why he call that late, he will said, when you are angry, my explanation are all rubbish. But when you calm down, my explanation will only really works.
The guy who love you, always call you little kid, but everytime he want to make a big decision, he will first want to hear your advice.
The guy who love you, don't like little toy like teddy bear, but he will always put the bear you gift him at his bed.
The guy who love you, while quarelling, he will apologize uncontrollably, althought you are the one who's wrong, and later, he will sent a message to you with " Baby, actually you know its your fault, you know it urself."
The guy who love you, while really miss you, he will want to buy a bunch of rose and wait you stupidly under your apartment. But he never knows , what he bought is daisy, but doesn't matter, because in his heart, that's roses. |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Friday, September 02, 2005 |
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Lessons in Life |
A group of working adults got together to visit their University lecturer. The Lecturer was happy to see them. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
The Lecturer just smiled and went to the kitchen to get an assortment of cups - some porcelain, some in plastic, some in glass, some plain looking and some looked rather expensive and exquisite.
The Lecturer offered his former students the cups to get drinks for themselves. When all the students had a cup in hand with water, the Lecturer spoke:
"If you noticed, all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal that you only want the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all you wanted was water, not the cup, but we unconsciously went for the better cups."
"Just like in life, if Life is Water, then the jobs, money and position in society are the Cups. They are just tools to hold / maintain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change."
"If we only concentrate on the Cup, we won't have time to enjoy / taste the Water in it." |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Friday, September 02, 2005 |
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English is a weird language.. |
There is no egg in the eggplant; No ham in the hamburger. And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple.
And while no one knows what is it in a hot dog, you can be pretty sure it isnt canine.
English muffins were not invented in England; French fries were not invented in France.
We sometimes take English for granted. But if we examine its paradoxes we find that Quicksand takes you down slowly. Boxing rings are square. And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
Sweetmeats are candies, while sweetbreads, which arent sweet, are meat.
If writers write, how come fingers dont fing. If the plural of tooth is teeth, One goose, two geese. So one moose, two meese ? Is cheese the plural of choose ? And shouldnt the plural of phone booth be phone beeth ?
One mouse, two mice; one louse, two lice, One house, two hice ?
If the teacher taught, why didnt the preacher praught, Or the grocer groce, or hammers ham ?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, What the heck does a humanitarian eat ?
Why do people recite at a play, Yet play at a recital ? Park on driveways and drive on parkways ? Ship by truck, and send cargo by ship ? Have feet that smell and noses that run ?
How can the weather be as hot as hell on one day And as cold as heaven on another ?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy Of a language where a house can burn up as it burns down, and in which you fill in a form by filling it out. And a bell is only heard once it goes!
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites ?
English was invented by people, not computers. And it reflects the creativity of the human race. ( Which of course isnt a race at all )
That is why you get in and out of a car, and on and off a bus. When the stars are out they are visible. But when the lights are out they are invisible.
And why is it that when I wind up my watch it starts, But when I wind up this poem, it ends.
So, isnt English a weird language ? |
posted by Lawrence Yash Lee @ Friday, September 02, 2005 |
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