<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:15:51.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"life is plain empty"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-117042405755825160</id><published>2007-02-02T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T21:47:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Persona</title><content type='html'>A New Persona Is Taking Place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannan/Camis Is In The House! Or Blog, For This Situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My posting style will be totally different from that of Shawn's, so you should easily tell if it's me or Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to treat this blog like as if it were my own, (though technically it's still Shawn's) my normal post would consist of what happened today, my current thinkings, crazy ideas of comedy, maybe even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably not going to write about my day on my first post, though I share my current thinkings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those blog surfers rapidly jumping from one blog to another until your internet crashes, this is what has lately been happening between Me And Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been concentrating  on my studies, with one undefeatable goal in my head : GET TO EXPRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite so, I believe that I will get into express. Though about Comedy, (which Shawn I know you've been eager to read about)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Comedy&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I' haven't been thinking too much about it, except for the whole idea of it, as for Shawn, he's like a wreck without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn, go get a different fuel to move along your life with.&lt;br /&gt;Here's something I've learnt in Home Econimics which might imply to me and Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; is something that you require in order to live a comfortable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;want &lt;/span&gt;is something that you want but without it, you are still able to live a comfortable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, to me, Comedy is a want for me. Shawn sees it as a need, he's talking to me like as if comedy were his parents and like they divorced&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Our Street Comedy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, we probably won't be running around like we usually did until March holidays and I may not even be able to go out during March holidays because of the upcoming SYF (Singapore Youth Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if possible, I'll set up a day into which, I would run around like I did days past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If possible only, people... I might be totally booked during March holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Though if anything comes up, do msn me when im online if you intend to make plans with me/Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;PLAY THE HEADBANGING METALCORE MUSIC!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;RAHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I realised how many times I used Shawn's name in this post, the toll is... 11"&lt;br /&gt;Not so much huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-117042405755825160?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/117042405755825160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=117042405755825160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/117042405755825160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/117042405755825160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-persona.html' title='A New Persona'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-117034316264570666</id><published>2007-02-01T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:19:22.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thought Street Comedy Was Dead...Something Me And Hannan,As Performers Tried To Pioneer,Till' Now,I Realize,Its Not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;First Thing Of All,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Would like to say a big SORRY to all the people out there trying to follow this blog religiously,I'm sorry I didn't update it,as a performer,as an entertainer,it was a negativity that brought me down....For some reason I THOUGHT,"Street Comedy"  was dead....something Me and hannan took so long to build up...something we spent so much sweat,laughter and pain on.....so much so that we sacrificed our holidays last years doing what WE DO BEST.now that we have forgotten some things....we feel equally as as sad as some of the people out there....I felt really bad about giving up my dreams,"entertainment"....But Now Is Only The Beginning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to insult,but what hannan says is right,there are many wannabe comedians nowadays,they just say one lame joke and everyone laughs and they think they are the kinda funny.I'm not laughing....they were just trying to impress the gals not the people! for god sake!people please know who the REAL COMEDIANS ARE! Me And Hannan are just novices for the entertainment buisness,we use the street theatre as our performing ground and all...we really missed those times of laughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hannan said that he would be trying to concentrate on his studies now,same here,but he said we would probably return with another hilarious post, during march period,where the holiday strikes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad not performing,but from now till' i perfomr again,I'll just keep the mindset that 'Street Comedy' Ain't Dead.It Ain't.We Gonna Come Back,Sonner Or Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Please Read Our Classic Performances in The 'Archieves'!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! (Try To Picture What We Did,Happening To You...Wouldn't It Be Funny?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes We Look Back And Say,Let's Go Back To those Times..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-117034316264570666?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/117034316264570666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=117034316264570666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/117034316264570666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/117034316264570666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-thought-street-comedy-was.html' title='I Thought Street Comedy Was Dead...Something Me And Hannan,As Performers Tried To Pioneer,Till&apos; Now,I Realize,Its Not...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116800882541141711</id><published>2007-01-05T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T23:00:46.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Bucking Up To Improve My "Comedy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After quite some time,school starts,and everythings back to normal,maybe a bit of fun, abit of "hard" but we just got to look back and find out,WHO WE REALLY ARE? I am a comedian,but not everything is over,its only school life thats distracting ABIT of my "job"...for my partner Hannan,I do wish him all the best as he is writing a "S&amp;D" script about us for his school's E&amp;amp;L department to have a good look.(Stand And Deliver) Although He is putting me as anoymous in the script,I know that from experience that writing a script,about what you did is tough wwork,lots of effort is needed,so yeah,maybe fame comes later...you GOT TO WORK HARD,After That The Reward WILL BE THERE.I believe in that no doubt...thats my philosphy I guess,school life has been Okay snice the start of SEC 2,everything has been cooler than Sec 1.Even though school life is "polluting" my dreams of being a Comedian/Entertainer,I'll Still Go For It,With OR Without Hannan.Comedy Is You,Its what you BRING OUT,the wacky side of you,be it "Written" Or "Improvised",Its You that matters,this is what I can say from experience,IF YOU ARE BEING COMEDIC,YOU ARE NOT A "RETARD"!you are who you are,and you're enjoying it.for now,looking back at school life,comedy life,fame...I finally realized theres no such thing as free lunch in this world,you still gotta strive for it,no doubt.at this point in time,I sincerely feel like trying to re-bond my comedic roots and DROP SOME LAUGHING BOMBS AGAIN! Be It "Written Or "Improvised"...Trent Is Back At Work...&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Comedy Is You,Its what you BRING OUT,the wacky side of you,be it "Written" Or "Improvised",Its You that matters,this is what I can say from experience,IF YOU ARE BEING COMEDIC,YOU ARE NOT A "RETARD"!you are who you are,and you're enjoying it."-/S.T/Trent/Tragedy/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116800882541141711?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116800882541141711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116800882541141711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116800882541141711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116800882541141711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-bucking-up-to-improve-my-comedy.html' title='I&apos;m Bucking Up To Improve My &quot;Comedy&quot;'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116732385412780102</id><published>2006-12-29T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:37:34.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Image,Hell Yeah!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/799664/S6000286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/96830/S6000286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My New Image"&lt;br /&gt;"First Time I Cut My Hair,In A Long Time..."&lt;br /&gt;"Billie-Joe-Armstrong? Not Even Close!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/766430/S6000293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/107310/S6000293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Sorry Guys,I'm Straight-Edge..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah haven't friggin' posted in some time,me and hannan are yet to have our return,we plan on coming back soon,new image? lol.tommorow me and Hannan are meeting up at 4 to go meet Nick.M at causeway point,THEN FOR A PARTY ALL THE WAY TILL LATE!!!F*CK YEAH!!!lets see what happen with comedy and the part tommorow shall we? HEY!HO!LET'S!GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"F*CK The System"&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever The Hell! Stay Out Of "Ladies Night Only" Pubs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116732385412780102?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116732385412780102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116732385412780102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116732385412780102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116732385412780102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-new-imagehell-yeah.html' title='My New Image,Hell Yeah!!!'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116689090120026121</id><published>2006-12-24T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:21:41.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wow,so tired today after going out with the two other goofs,hannan and brandon,went to jurong entertainment centre ice skating rink,damn tiring today,and also a good loss of money,I bought $20,brandon bought $25,Hannan?$50+...damn,so much,rich guy,lol.anyways,we bought our tickets that cost us $14.80 and later we went to take our skates...OUCH!!! it was so painful to fit my legsinto those tight rubber things..after about like 20 mins of criss-crossing my damn skates,(which brandon helped me to...)we went into the rink and bran and hannan were like smoking! on ice,they were like pros on ice! while I still hold on to the sides...so brandon helped me up and taught me all the basics,took me an hour or so to get it all right...and in the middle of that hour,crazy things happened,like me colliding into brandon,fall down,and call each other idiots...great time... after i got the hang of it we skated for like damn 3 hrs more,with me falling down ocasionally...painful!when we about to get out of the rink to exit the damn cold place,(which I was eager to!!!)the person at the counter charge me bran and hannan all extra $8.40 for OT charges...damn...so i got about like 2 bucks+ took out all my coins and used it,but still not enough,brandon also had not enough money,so luckily hannan gave us some of his cash,to help us,OR ELSE WE WOULD HAVE BEEN DETAINED OR SOEM OTHER CRAP.THANKS HANNAN FOR THE HELP.we went to macdonalds and ate there for a while,then we went home,while on the train,brandon was like."I never felt so broke in my life"...i agree...hannan agrees...DAMN...went home and parents called and said they were at jurong so they told me to wait downstairs,cause' I don't have the damn house key...half bad/good day...23/12/06?odd number...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Number one thing in ice-skating,NEVER ogle at girls while skating,you'll break your ankles and create a scene..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116689090120026121?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116689090120026121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116689090120026121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116689090120026121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116689090120026121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/ice.html' title='Ice?'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116671749998725269</id><published>2006-12-22T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:11:39.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/900175/S6000282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/400614/S6000282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Told You Hannan,Was A Sleeper Bag...At JERL...(Photo Took Secretly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Back After Some Time,Me And Hannan Are Planning For Our Comeback Which Is VERY VERY SOON,yeah we got all the best stuff compiled for the season finale,so yeah,text is everything that can describe it...till we find a cameraman to record our stuff...This saturday me hannan and brandon will go jurong (?) for ice skating,I wished we were going to snow city,who knows?anyway we'll be going for a ice skating session,I never ice skated before,so I guess I'll be a noob on that day,HANNAN YOU THINK YOU CAN SKATE SO WELL ON ICE?! SHOW ME!!!hope that day will be a good day...me hannan and brandon went out so often this few months,that I'm starting to call us "the three goofs"...lol.What Should I Wear on saturday? Only God Knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For Sex I Do Not Need Tips!!! I Need Step-By-Step Instructions!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Wasting Words On Lower Cases And Capitals"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116671749998725269?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116671749998725269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116671749998725269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116671749998725269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116671749998725269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-told-you-hannanwas-sleeper-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116628463094054248</id><published>2006-12-16T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:57:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Is My Peformance Partner So Stuck-Up Nowadays?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/355796/S6000171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/908588/S6000171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I feel like doing right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got alot to say,hannan and i are having problems again,I feel like hannan's BEING TOO ARROGANT!!!!! DAMN IT,he blocked me,and i was like,what the hell did I do? nowadays he doesn't reply me as quickly as he used too on msn.... he's like he became STUCK-UP,this is really affecting our performance and all,he really doesn't care at all,he doesn't care about my comedic ideas,he really didn't really how much i put in into this comedy project,I dumped 200+ bucks for a camera for our performance,and he can't even send an EMAIL TO JERL for a stand-up comedy performance,he is too stuck up... hannan ask yourself,some soul-searching,do you think you've became abit more arrogant? WHY can't I see the old hannan who is kind,caring,cheerful,humble back in ACTION!!!??? sorry i let out too much meotions here,but i felt wasted...hannan...search yourself,we need sometime to cool down,i felt like dropping this blog and dropping the whole comedy thing we took so long to build...please think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't say much,but search yourself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116628463094054248?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116628463094054248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116628463094054248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116628463094054248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116628463094054248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-is-my-peformance-partner-so-stuck.html' title='Why Is My Peformance Partner So Stuck-Up Nowadays?'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116619936690673078</id><published>2006-12-16T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:16:06.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY GUYS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i really missed you people when i never post,lol. these days im busy visiting my granny who is in a hospital and hannn's got his "personal" stuff to handle,BUT we still plan on giving you guys a return...very soon...MAYBE...something...special...me bran and hannan plan on goin out on 28 december and around that date to watch deat note 2, hope i get more cash by then...i noe,people that me and hannan don't know,our fans out there who knows us in this site,u guys scared to tag aight? just joking...feel free to...A return? who knows? festive?WE WILL BE BACK AND WE WILL REPORT OUR RETURN SOON..im also thinking of leaving these as me and hannan's site...and im think of creating my OWN BLOG...what you guys think?time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the way to get famous? enter a record store and leave your cd in there,when the cashier says "sir,i guess you left something?"you say"No...Its ON Sale,ALPHABETIZE IT..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116619936690673078?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116619936690673078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116619936690673078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116619936690673078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116619936690673078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys.html' title='HEY GUYS!!!'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116576873446959723</id><published>2006-12-11T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:38:54.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Bored!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/305210/pimp_text_12_10_2006_10_22_36_54551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/529402/pimp_text_12_10_2006_10_22_36_54551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Stage Name-Camis And Trent&lt;br /&gt;We're Planning A Return After A Long Break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday's trip is cancelled and shifted to tuesday,because hannan had to go out with his fam,hannan spent the day well with your family and try to learn some comedy out of it...actually im kinda sad that the trip is shifted to tuesday,because im dead bored at home,nothing to do... only things i can do are,CRY IN A CORNER,WHINE,WRITE POETRY,PLAY THE GUITAR,SLEEP,AND DOING SAD STUFF...nothing else matters.its like im dead bored until tuesday when me and hannnan AND brandon go out to chill the hell out,understand each other, maybe be comedic?who knows?we love our fans out there...but at the moment i feel so bored,like im in this lonely place,where nothing stands or sits,everything just fades and echoes away,its a sad world,till tuesday and the return of "Camis And Trent"...&lt;br /&gt;=========================&lt;br /&gt;"you go back to your country with a high-school diploma,they'll probably make you like...head medicine-man or something..."&lt;br /&gt;=========================&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116576873446959723?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116576873446959723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116576873446959723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116576873446959723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116576873446959723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/dead-bored.html' title='Dead Bored!'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116568325232606347</id><published>2006-12-10T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:08:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/958526/S6000029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/603165/S6000029.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Life is misunderstanding me,but im going through it the sad way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/419251/Emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/698245/Emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; -pretty much who i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/895216/S6000056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/66913/S6000056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ssh.I feel depressed,I just bought a CAM with A VIDEO function,me and hannan need a camera-man now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life wouldn't budge,I feel so weird at this moment,I think household chores suck,obviously,no one likes dust in their face...damn it,my dad bought my sis and mp4 player,and I used my dough to buy a camera,ah...,i wanna get an mp4 player...i really hate the world, i sit at a table in the restaurant and a lady on my right chewing on a salmon,stares at me,how rude,i feel so disliked,,,i can't believe my bangs can't cover my eyes,its been like,4 months ? i wanna get some hairstyle that has some meaning in life...why can't i get what i want? comedy? i wish i could perform sooner...luxury? i wish i could get the things i want...its like,i haven't asked for things in a long time...im going out with bran,and hannan on monday and i hope to get more cash,10 bucks extra? that'll do... I'll bring my camerea along too, just in case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you for now....I feel so aloof/&lt;br /&gt;but comedy ain't aloof,its me...its two different egos,two different styles,two different behaviours,its a life style,&lt;br /&gt;its my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches burn my love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116568325232606347?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116568325232606347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116568325232606347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116568325232606347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116568325232606347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-is-misunderstanding-mebut-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116560163580949456</id><published>2006-12-09T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T02:18:28.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Now,But Not Later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel beat,its 2:05 in the morning,I'm listening to "when you were young" by "The Killers".  I'm going out on monday with brandon and hannan to orchard or somewhere i really think the idea of going to orchard is cool,and brandon IS COOL. i only got about 10+ bucks in my savings...it sucks cause' I really need more cash...i hope i can get another 10 bucks to fill that gap on monday...20 bucks will be cool,only time will tell..., I need to believe in God and myself to get an extra 10 bucks,I guess?&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; -Thing I Hope To Get This Christmas...-&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;1.new mp4/mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;2.electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;3.more money $&lt;br /&gt;4.love,peace,fame,wealth,(wondering?)&lt;br /&gt;5.regaining my luck&lt;br /&gt;6. everything else that's still in my mind but I forgot to tell,&lt;br /&gt;7.comedy?&lt;br /&gt;========&lt;br /&gt;I post rarely this days but I still answer fan tags,don't worry,me and hannan WILL BE BACK SOON...&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;(comedy?just wait...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vaccums Suck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116560163580949456?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116560163580949456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116560163580949456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116560163580949456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116560163580949456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/tired-nowbut-not-later.html' title='Tired Now,But Not Later...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116549906601215002</id><published>2006-12-07T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:45:56.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpredictable...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sorry guys,thats something I can say at this point of time,comedy? you might be asking? not for now I guess...look,I feel really misunderstood and sore,&lt;br /&gt;1.my granny is in a hospital,(get well soon)...&lt;br /&gt;2.I feel sick and depressed (personal,and everything else)&lt;br /&gt;3.I bought an MP4 player and it didn't function the way I wanted it to function...(so I ended up giving it to my sister in a "brand-new" condition.)&lt;br /&gt;4.Comedy....Seriously An IMPORTANT THING,Hannan and I haven't decided on a new performing date yet,we'll be back soon...&lt;br /&gt;5.Luck. ( suddenly I feel as if I've been out of luck,just,all of a sudden,god,wash me anew,WITH LUCK...)&lt;br /&gt;6.Sorry (comedy and all,ah....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven't posted in a long time because of being sick,I just don't understand myself this days,Hannan if you reading this,hope you get it. things haven't been good lately...and i'll be more than glad to have something come along and cheer me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THanKS for the support guys,me and hannan will be back on the streets soon,or "where-ever" you want us to be.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you can't predict life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light may matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116549906601215002?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116549906601215002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116549906601215002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116549906601215002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116549906601215002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/unpredictable.html' title='Unpredictable...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116508260745491570</id><published>2006-12-03T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:08:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Amusing,Cash And Time Steals The Show,Exhale...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok,ok,I've NOT lost enthusiasm in my self or anything,BUT its 1.12 right now and I really want to go to bed,BUT,for the people out there,sacrificing,ain't a problem...&lt;br /&gt;me and hannan did our stuff in the trains today,almost all of it,very little in the other areas,OK LETS FACE IT,WE DID EVERYTHING IN THE TRAINS TODAY...&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;so me and hannan took the train to juronmg point and while we were in there,there was actually an indian man behind me (NO PUN INTENDED) so hannan was like shouting "POOF! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SMELL"! i didn't know what hannan was reffering to,and i didn't think it could be the indian man! I mean the indian man,smelled great! hannan was still telling me how sick that smell was, people were laughing but we didn't realize,hannan told me that IT DEFINITELY WASN'T THE INDIAN MAN,but it was either,the man who just worked out in front of us who stinked,or another guy who raised his shoulders high enough to let off stench,either one,I really don't know what are on peoples' minds...(Indian people,you totally rock!)they were smiling and issh',you know, so hannan and i dropped frm that train and went down to JP to have some LJS for lunch,and after we left LJS,we intentionally got back there to ring the "captain's bell" like a "ring bell" and we were like round one BEGIN!...gosh...wrestling matches... so me and hannan actually had nothing to do so we went to JERL and hannan was bored so he read a book while I went ot macdonalds to get a milkshake and went I went back to hannan,damn he was still reading,and I nagged at him to get the heck out of the libray,so after 30 mins,HE DID...it was his day,choosing where he wanna go,cash convertors,damn....locations....&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the mrt and damn hannan had no more cash in his ez-link so we had to take a train to marina bay via woodlands (don't know why?) and in there we did things like whining about how we got lost,and i actually slept in the train until i crouched oon the floor and laid on the ground! damn it hannan ran away!,we stopped at braddel to board a train to jurong east side so we could go home,did stuff like standing inbetween two poles and I was like, "this is my spot," and i used my hands to draw an imaginary line,everytime hannan came i did the "wall mime" effect and he REALLY got knocked by it! damn it was funny in there,we reached yew tee,talked about performing in our hood' but maybe its in the future,who knows? today was awfully short,like a cut-version movie...too short...&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116508260745491570?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116508260745491570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116508260745491570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116508260745491570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116508260745491570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-amusingcash-and-time-steals.html' title='So Amusing,Cash And Time Steals The Show,Exhale...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116490968259632782</id><published>2006-12-01T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T02:12:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Comedy Devasted Me And Hannan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeaps,today I went out with hannan to perform street theatre stuffs with Hannan started off the day with us walking from our neighbourhood all the way to lot 1 as we thought it was going walking in the rain was goin to be cool,but it didn't.half-way through walking,the sun shined,AGAIN!!! DAmn I hate the sun's rays,because it so damn tires me out! So me and Hannan were walking past the side of Northvale Condominium,Opposite CCK Park,we were stopped in our tracks,by you know what? A HUGE DAMN EFFIN' TREE JUST LAY IN FRONT OF US.So me and Hannan had to navigate a way across the tree,which was too walk like fools around it.when we made our way to Lot 1,hannan bought a coke and we walked around Lot 1 to prepare ourselves for the day,I was SO engrossed at Lot 1's lightings for christmas,that I Forgotten that we had to perform,there was even a "damn" lighted up christmas tree at the second story,stating,"CAUTION,HIGH VOLTAGE".I mean if its high in voltage,why put it there,that'll give the mall a blackout or something,you know what I mean? So me and Hannan took the train to Jurong East Library,on the way there...Hannan was stopped by security at lot 1 mrt's station to finish his coke,NO DRINKS ALLOWED IN THE DAMN STATION!!! when we went into the train,me and hannan were like trying to do our best as we were tired from the walking and all,I sat down at the glass paneling of MRT Train,and said to Hannan,"In America,you sit like this,you get arrested because they may mistake you as a punk,in Singapore,they think you're Buddha!!"ha! then we went out of the train and went to the library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!!!I I'M GIVING DIRECTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;So hannan and I were in the 4th level of the JERL,so we started strutting our stuff,coincedentially (heck the spelling!),Syuhada,one of our fans called Hannan, and during that time Hannan was near the stage so he took advantage of the situation by saying this bunch of funny stuff,I tried to add in to the skit,people were looking at us and laughing,pratically one girl went out of the 4 level to control herself,seriously.so this was how it went,Hannan:"yeah what you want from us?!","Oh You mean how to come to the library ah......?!!!" "How To come here by bus!?" "You're Now in the east right?!" "OK! take bus 99 or something to get here!".Shawn:"Hannan would you help me! by dollar note is stuck in the vending machine,its like a vaccum cleaner in there!".Hannan:"WOULD SHUT UP!",Hannan:"Damn It!","now you say you're in the west taking a damn train!""you are really a person I hate giving comments to!".Shawn:"Seriously Maan! My Note Is Stuck! Get It Out!".Hannan:"COULD YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!".Shawn:"OK,OK!".Hannan:"Now What? You're Lost!!! Damn! You're Some Outsider Or Something!"Hannan:"First East Then West! I really Don't Understand You!!!""Thats How Singapore Came About Too! People From The East And The West Start Mixing,Thats Why We Have Singapore The Way It Is Today! Damn!"People Heard This And Laughed,So Hannan Hung up on her,and told me,"She's lost now....."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and hannan waied for about a good 15 minutes and Syuhada came,damn it,the rest of the day we didn't know what to perform,we just talked...ruined...but,one more thing,Syuhada,go patch up with your boyfriend,you cried in the library today, and Me and Hannan had to be like mimes following you and consoling you,just patch it up,like my pair of ripped jeans...LE YING AND HER "BEST FRIEND" Also Came Today,after the talking with her,her best friend,syuhada for hours,we decided to leave together to IMM and that time was like,crap,5 o'clock or something!? And Hannan And I gotta be home!!! but Le Ying Said She HAD TO BUY A DAILY PLANNER,we followed her to daiso,one kind of chinese book store ( which hannan and I read TSGS 15 about "satanic rock") and I was like damn!!!! You Still Could Not Find Your Daily Planner!!!!(I THINK?)is a daily planner so important that you had to make two guys follow you everywhere?I guess girls are born to "charm" guys.... So we went to Macdonalds Together,As the rain was like a hailstorm outside,we waited,I had a cheese burger,hannan had two double cheese burgers,(hannan you're an addict for cholesterol aren't you?)so my mum called my phone and told me to come back quick,so I told all of the girls around me and Hannan to take the shuttle service.so we wnet to the entrance of IMM and waited for the damn shuttle,but still! DOESN'T HAVE ONE THAT GOES TO JURONG EAST INTER.!!! AND It was pouring outside!!!then Le Ying Force me to ask someone where the shuttle is...so you know,charmed again! so I went up to this helpful lady and she told me that shuttle to JEI was at the,back carpark,so I told Le Ying and we went there together,only to find out that the queue for the shuttle is worst than the line of last years SIngapore's Big Sweep Draw....Damn Lottery......We All Gotta Queue Up For That Kind Of Thing...Damn.... so about half-an-hour of lining up and whining about how we gotta go home,le ying said that her best friend's father was going to bring her home on a limo with the red carpet and all,how grand...... so me hannan and Syuhada,did this.WE RAN,RAN ALL THE WAY TO JURONG EAST INTERCHANGE,we ran so hard that when we reached the interchange,our shoes and trousers were WET LIKE A DAMN MESS!!! WTIH SOIL AND SHIT!!!!so we took the Mrt all the way back home and hannan and I were doing our usual stuff again,it went like this,Hannan talked about how the Working Men Felt Tired And All And That They Should At Least Give Their Seats Up Fo The two of us!!??? and they were like haha...."who works the tougher job" haha..... so hannan starting miming that he was sitting and there was a gap between his butt and the floor,a big one, a big space,so I "waved" in "that" space,showing others how the heck Hannan managed to sit without a chair,so hannan went to the closest train door facing the road and all,and just said,"GOD!!! I'm Tired!" "We're Going To BE Screwed When We Go Home Too!" Since My Shoes Were Wet And everyone were paying attention,I squatted down in an empty spot,foled up my sleeves,pulled up my jeans,parted my hair,pulled up my socks,Wore my glasses properly,took off my wristbands and started cleaning,my dirt filled shoes,,,,,,"DAMN! you're a bad mess like this! thoses bands ain't cloth! You Can't just clean them the way you want fool!!!"after cleaning everything up,I got up,asked hannan,when everyone was watching,"What Does my look remind you of?" Hannan Said Simply "A Nerd." then we made our way home and on the way,I still look like some "Sci-Fi" geek,CRAP! I'm So NERDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be performing tommorow,&lt;br /&gt;JERL,&lt;br /&gt;JP,&lt;br /&gt;CAUSEWAY POINT,&lt;br /&gt;LOT 1,&lt;br /&gt;TRAINS TO JURONG EAST INTERCHANGE,&lt;br /&gt;TRAINS TO YEW TEE,&lt;br /&gt;172,302,307,&lt;br /&gt;Relax If you're lucky,you'll see us...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/258550/two%20mimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/261109/two%20mimes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Shawn And Hannan STILL feel Like Mimes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"burn my matches,light my love..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116490968259632782?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116490968259632782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116490968259632782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116490968259632782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116490968259632782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/12/todays-comedy-devasted-me-and-hannan.html' title='Today&apos;s Comedy Devasted Me And Hannan...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116481841703584320</id><published>2006-11-30T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T02:05:20.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For The Next Performace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is just a quick post as I'm really getting bored. like my peep Brandon.yah just went by the day "head-shotting" counter-strike bots as-smart-as-humans,some kinda counter strike hacker I am,haha,(NO IM NOT A C.S HACKER!)I also played GTA vice city today,reminded me on how sonny crockett got shot in "miami vice" also played doom 3 and felt like I was playing a Half-Life 2 replicate,I know the game engine is not the same,but someway somehow,I just felt that both games were kinda alike...oright enough of what God brought mme today,I think it was great._________________&lt;br /&gt;2rmw,me and hannan maybe be doin gags and new stuff agian,I'll give you a clue of the location,JERL,Oright,Damn,You Guys Are Briliant Aren't You? Thinking that meant "JERK",HELLO! ITS ALMOST 2007 HERE!!! VISUAL AID IS ALREADY INVENTED!!! PUT THEM ON!!! and don't have both contacts in one eye...haha,ok,for those who don't know,"JERL" is "Jurong East Regional Library" so be there and if you catch us,watch us from a distance,make some laughter,or throw roses ,whatever.just make it a good show that we all are expecting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shawn And Hannan Just Felt Like Mimes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116481841703584320?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116481841703584320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116481841703584320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116481841703584320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116481841703584320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/waiting-for-next-performace.html' title='Waiting For The Next Performace...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116463816623379308</id><published>2006-11-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T01:41:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Was A Booster For 2 Of Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/613485/Elevator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/987752/Elevator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Behold"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(172)===========&lt;br /&gt;took 172 to jurong point did comedy on how jack the ripper murded his victims and had their internal organs rearranged,and how the police were dumb (then),and how the police are smart (now)Victorian police were really "dumb" that "time" No DNA evidence so thety went to peoples' houses to ask for evidence,DAMN! who watches someone who mutilates his bloodied victims?!some kind of "evidence" isn't it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wining And Dining/Hidin' And Seekin' All At KFC&lt;br /&gt;==================================&lt;br /&gt;so we went to KFC at "Jurong Entertainment Centre" I bought a meal for 2.95,sat down,as I knew that I was too dumb to exchange my mashed potato for fries or something,I gave the mashed potato to as it was bloody hot,to hannan,told hannan that it was cold colesaw and pratically tossed it at him,he scooped it up,I went up back to my table took my fillet burger and went like,"ha! look at this burger so tasty,too bad you still have to line up for your food!"And Hannan was still like "damn! Its hot! damn! damn!"And I felt so ignorant.After about like 5 mins,Hannan Was back with his meal and juggling the hot potatoes too! they were laughing oright....so we were like 10 mins into our meal when hannan and I were like diners taking up our cokes and saying in british english,we're dining so take it slow and wished each other "cheers".I dined really ridiculously and took the fork for cheese fries and spoon for mashed potatoes and start taking up one of the cheese fries (just one!) and used the dining utensils to cut up the fries up really ridiculously small and said "cheers to dining!" and i went biting the fries while Hannan also did the same the kids on our right really were amused! So I told Hannan I gotta go to the toilet (Intentional) while I went outside of KFC to hide between one of the pillars call Hannan,I put my HP on loudspeaker,(I could still see Hannan through the KFC oulet's glass,duh...)So Hannan was like,hey! Hey ! you want to play hide-and-seek? the kids beside us were really entertained,I went direct to the glass and tapped on it,they were all wondering where I was,Hannan turned Around...."AH!!!!!!!" damn you some scary shit or what!!!(don't try any of this, you may shock your loved ones.)&lt;br /&gt;==========================-----------------------------------------------------------so me and hannan ran to the library,(while getting by a SVR 2007 playing on a PLASMA TV SCREEN)...damn were we bored after 5 minutes the players of that game were just damn repetive!"kick,kick,kick"damn I'm tired...boring...---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am Dead So Drag Me Across The Library...&lt;br /&gt;================================&lt;br /&gt;so me and hannan were in the library making weird sounds when everyone murmuring "what the hell was that?" hannan was reading and I was busy crying over how I lost $1.05 at "KFC" damn I shouldn't put my money on the tray next time...me and Hannan walked normally past a PACK (I mean a pack) of people seating across the glass carpet,we walked past them and all of a sudden I "died" (fell down face-flat) then Hannan was like "Shawn! Shawn! Damn you're dead!" So Hannan dragged me across the glass carpet and damn that was uncomfortable..took off my shoe dragged me across somemre make me look like a cacass! then I sat up,said"damn I just fainted for a while not dead for eternity,you ain't need to drag me that bad!" amusing to them "ah dey"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Some Indian Dude From Bukit View Sec (I Think?)&lt;br /&gt;===============================&lt;br /&gt;met this guy,indian and i didn't know his name he was from bukit view sec,so he started disturbing hannan by touching hannan everywhere,yucks! Hannan must have felt disgusted,damn and the way he touched hannan,I felt like taking payback.but I didn't.later, he also took my glasses punched me AND Hannan took out lighter and "lighted" it in front of me so I tried to talk we all out of this situation...and so he did,let us off,but asked us for $1 but we refused,so he started punching again,fine,talk out of the friggin' situation,because I couldn't defend myself by striking back,I felt something pulling me back (don't know why),so yeah we got out of the library,to the first floor and relaxed ourselves...I wanna kick that "goddamned" butthole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold,Meditate&lt;br /&gt;=============&lt;br /&gt;so we are back after being hauled by that "hole" yeah and he's fat,pork chop.whatever.we went to level one and got bored...so I got the Idea of scaring the people going in and out of the elevator...we came up with an Igenious plan,before we go into the elevator,I kneel down on one knee with my hand raised up, adn hannan behind me raising his hands up high like a ruler!!!PATRIOTS!!!when the elevator came down,I said "behold!" and hannan said " yeah!".when theppl from the elevator came out they were like, bouncing back! and the "haha" start coming out of their mouth...so we went into the elevator sat down at its corners to like "meditate" then when the ppl start coming in,I ask Hannan,"we there yet?","Its been more than a hour!".Hannan just replies,"Ah......." the moment we reached level 4,the doorsopen to reveal sunlight,we say,"jeez,this is the correct floor! we must have spent hours in there!" we did it on every floor,behold,then we meditated,damn people were giggling,me and hannan love to see people get entertained! we're so sadistic,haha...so we knew the meaning of "repitition",so we stopped beholding and meditating,outside and inside the elevator...they were amused alright! so even when we got down to the first storey again to go home,wome of them that were coming down the escalator were smiling and giggling at us,how sadistic...haha! (picture us doing this hilarious gags on you! Ha! I bet you bounced!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Train Is The Best Place To Have A Blind Date...&lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;br /&gt;this was the best part of the day! we took the train,and we were just seconds before the train's doors start closing and give out that irritating "beeping" sounds,we "jumped" high speed into a door where they were still space for us into the train and went like " damn! we've been waiting for the train for like a hour! damn!"ppl were smiling.So one lady wearing orange came dashing at us at full speed so hannan was like,"Incoming,Incoming!"and she was plump (but no pun intended).me and hannan were doing slapstick,halfway,so he noticed the girl in front of him was a girl in sec two in his school too! so hannan started talking to her and then they stopped,I took advantage of the situation I asked her wheter she was wearing shorts,cause they look like em',so she said" EH! this skirt ok",she asked me what school I was from,I said "SJI" and defintely I was joking they laughed, so I asked what the girl's name was,I said "syahirah!" she turned and looked at me,damn! she came to me and was like,"you almost got my name!!!". so she took out her handphone and asked for my number,then I was like (joking), I'm meant for you,i meant for you!!! then I took out the same handphone model as the girl,and I said " see! I'm meant for you!!".Then hannan also said" hey i'm meant for her too!" and he took the same model of me and the girl,"nokia 3120". "see! I'm meant for you!!!" we all had the same model of handphones,then she asked for my number.I gave her my numberthen Hannan said" Damn! why do girls always come to you!!!"And he spouted alot of jealousy crap that made everybody laugh,the lady wearing orange,the unity/regent girls behind us,almost all ppl around us were laughing~DAMN!!! NICE!!!! then I asked the girl,(we were reaching yew tee MRT station so we had not much time left!)I asked her to call my cellphone to prove that my number was valid,she refused at first but I insisted, so I counted down to 20 and told her if she didn't call me by 0 she's not meant for me,so,I counted down,"5,4,3,2!",ring,ring,"see I'm meant for you!!!" they laughed! so as the train was about to reach yew tee, I said,"kiss my hand","respect","haha just joking, you do not need to!". So I kissed my own hand and said,"WWW.PLAIN-EMPTY.BLOGSPOT.COM,Is the place to go!" then me and hannan stepped out of the train, waved goodbye to the girl,orange wearing woman,unity/regent girls who were laughing and made our way home with adreline pumping in our veins....DAMN TODAY WAS GOOD!!! I said to hannan,"was this a blind date?" hannan said "damn,I guess it was!"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================================&lt;br /&gt;"Damn! Why Do Girls Always Come To You!"-Hannan&lt;br /&gt;======================================&lt;br /&gt;"See! I'm Meant For You!"-S.T&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my tagbox is directed at the right-hand bottom of the screen,SCROLL DOWN ALRIGHT! whats wrong with blogger,not putting my tagbox up there....ah....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/207995/Elevator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/931422/Elevator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Meditate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116463816623379308?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116463816623379308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116463816623379308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116463816623379308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116463816623379308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-booster-for-2-of-us.html' title='Today Was A Booster For 2 Of Us.'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116447965962832303</id><published>2006-11-26T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:34:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dude Who Screwed Up My Day...The Worst Part Was... My Partner...Damn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/783967/you"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/802400/you%27re%20on%20camera%20%21%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To the people out there,the hundreds,thousands,or even millions who read this site,I'm really sorry about today,the comedy date was cancelled,and you know one person you can say, "screw you." to,my partner Hannan,I've already forgave Hannan on his bad act of waking horribly late,while he knew that our performance was always,11pm,thats the time we meet...(Hannan,I forgive you,but if this incident has to repeat itself again,I really do not know what to do...)I woke up exactly at 10:35,rushed through my morning routine, and expected hannan to be already awake when I called him,damn,he didn't. so I waited I called his HP three more times,but he still wouldn't wake up,I know Hannan has a history of  "waking up late" events,but this affected our comedic performance today,on behalf of Hannan, I really apologize...so lets stop bringing that up anymore,history is history,I hope Hannan wakes up earlier in future to performances.My day was bad ok,3 things,real bad,"Hannan didn't wake up earlier to prepare","I had to go out with my fam,which was abit of a drag","and the "doom 3" I bought today didn't work on my PC".Bad luck Isn't It!? I just hope my good luck comes back for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sincere" sorrys",we really screwed up today,,,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116447965962832303?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116447965962832303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116447965962832303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116447965962832303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116447965962832303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/dude-who-screwed-up-my-daythe-worst.html' title='The Dude Who Screwed Up My Day...The Worst Part Was... My Partner...Damn...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116438237706365338</id><published>2006-11-24T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:52:37.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quesion:How long will this hold?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeaps,today I woke up and I didn't know why all of a sudden I'm feeling mature,making my bed and all,I usually don't do these things,so weird.I didn't use the playstation 2 today,afraid i'll turn paralysed to my fabric couch,so I just switched on the computer that I have been leaving on since 2.35pm yesterday (yes I remember the time),to download "WarRock",and damn! I couldn't run the game because of some crap the offical site said,"WE DO NOT SUPPORT SERVERS IN YOUR AREA!!!",damn it,there goes the electricity bill! next time make sure the game you're about to download is "Country-Server-friendly"!,don't "suffer" the same fate as me.so I just switched the installer off and played CS:Condition Zero all the way,I got "headshot-ed"more than a dozen times!some n00b am I.surf abit of youtube's stand-up comedy clips then all of a sudden,the connection went off.crap! thats annoying! so I had nothing to do thanrehearse my "comedic" material in front of a mirror,while my sister tought I was mad.so I had enough of the connection problem and called up the technical support,finally everything went nicely,and I'm sorry about the survey,singtel,your side and my phone just cut off!thank you Mr technical support guy.I really had good tags (comments) about this site,thank you fans!or whatever you call them...thank you.me and hannan will continue to give the edge,and probably one day,EMERGE.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow,&lt;br /&gt;Comedy Again!&lt;br /&gt;With Hannan!&lt;br /&gt;-Jurong,(Probably Jurong East Library)&lt;br /&gt;-Jurong Point,&lt;br /&gt;-Woodlands,(Probably Causeway Point)&lt;br /&gt;-Or Lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Steve Day,"Have Fun"!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------"Dave Chappelle,your fear is out of factor,you lie in a bucket of worms till everyone fell asleep,stood on coal for almost 10 mins,and asked "whats's cooking!?",Ate Some Animal's Penis and testicles with chilli sauce and said you ate them every day! YOUR fear is defintely out of factor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was a kid,I used to see people like richard pryor and robin williams perform,and I was like,I can do that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If God gave me and Hannan a wish right now, we'll wish for a camera man."&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.T&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from now on, hannan will be the commentator of this blog,he'll comment on the events,you can comment too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hannan is sometimes known as "camisado" and I'm sometimes known as "trent",so now,at least you know whows the commentator(Hannan/AKA/CAMISADO) and the editor (writer) (SHAWN/ME/AKA/TRENT)...hope you enjoyed the show, (takes out gun and shoot it at audience,then a flag saying 'punked' instead of a bullet comes out...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116438237706365338?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116438237706365338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116438237706365338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116438237706365338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116438237706365338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/quesionhow-long-will-this-hold.html' title='&quot;Quesion:How long will this hold?&quot;'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116429083069513046</id><published>2006-11-23T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:46:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Today Was The Start Of Everything..."(23/11/06)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me and hannan thought that today was the most comedic day and also the day thats going to start all the good things to come,:BEING COMEDIANS. it started off this way,we were supposed to meet at11 but hannan was late and we met at almost 12.30,how pissed off and sad,but the rest of the day proved today was nothing but any of those two "attributes"...first we took the mrt to jurong east library,and then almost for the whole day we were in Jurong library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MRT(1)-------------&lt;br /&gt;Hannan walked out Of Macs With A Coke Light In A comedic way ( with me),the funny things you can do to the big mac eaters are just amazing!so we took the MRT to the library,in there this was The funny part!,me and hannan did our usual procedures, leaned at the glass panelings in the mrts where ppl cud only see our butt,but the people around us were staring at us, giving us attention for what we did,hannan was drinking his coke like a kid and really gettin into a comedic mood,so I started to tell hannan and the around us about "taboo",and some of the people were actually really wanting to listen to us instead of doing nothing,so I said loud things like,"you know in Ethopia, to become a man,you gotta cover youself in cow faeces and run naked to another point?"hannan heard that..he said something like "dude,stop having cow faeces in my coke.""you know that in Papua New Guinea,To become A man You gotta be cut up a Million times With Razor Blades?"he said something like,"hey! stop talking to me about this stuff,I just hate the thought of it.""Hey Hannan you know that in many countries in the world,there are many "transsexuals?" men and women just do the extreme sometimes,like a women removing her breasts fully JUST to become a "man"? Anyone on this train,anyone can be a man but actually a woman..."he said,"DAMN! I don't want to hear any of this crap taboo stuff,really sick,I guess no on this train experiences this things!" damn laughter all along the way.(things I metioned are true and happen in many parts of the world.you just never know.)---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;then we were in the library, took out our holiday assignments and did them for about and hour or more listening to taking back sunday and arguing over math all the way.&lt;br /&gt;so we started to get bored,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERCHANGABLE CLOTHING-------------------------so we were actually done with the assignments,friggin tired,so this was one of our devious plans,since we talked and physically did so much "funny" stuff that made people on both sides of our table laugh while doing the assignments,we noticed two sweet malay girls two our left,they were sisters,and i we knew they were controlling it under their cheek bones,so we did something "project runaway" style,I told hannan to stand up then I took my sweater,glasses and checkered bangles and wore them on FOR hannan in front of them, and hannan was like the model, and I was like "great,great you got the angles,perfect stance!" and hannan was posing too.haha,after all the makeup I turned to Hannan and showed him to them, and asked them whether they were interested in my designing services...so for a moment shawn became hannan and hannan became shawn.we walked past the girls to our left and right and they laughed so we delibrately got up and wanted to leave the teens section of the library and then we went out the wrong way,so we turned back went to the girls and said we shouldn't have been tricked by those librarians...so we went down to first storey of thee library and actually changed back to our original clothings and went back up.(hannan gave me everything back.) this time as we walked past by them they laughed harder as everything was changed so quickly! so we changed up again this time,hannan was "miming" all my actions,he was in my sweater and all,acting like me,speaking like me,and i did the same too i speaked like him and acted like him because i looked almost like him without the sweater!we did all of that in front of the malay girls,so we knew what repetition meant so we changed back for the last time and went backed to them,sat beside them,bowed to them and said "now you see the camera now you don't,YOU'VE JUST BEEN PUNKED!!!"i said thank you,and hannan said terima kasih,thanks for watching the show! as we walked away in the busk of victory, we could hear their damn giggles from so far away.(imagine this all happening to you in your mind,think about it.)----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we were planning on leaving the library to hit another spot but hannan was reluctant,so i said "wanna do more?" (in a retarted way.)he just went up the escalator without 1saying a word,only when we were on the steps of the escalator,me and hannan burst into laughter about how "mental" i looked that moment I said those words...so we went up to the teens section did some "slapstick" comedy stuff,then we went down again,this time out of the library,to the "parsa malam" at jurong east,I bought Wadeh and hannan bought otah,what a difference.so while walking back to the library someway somehow,god and "karma" made me dropped a wadeh on the road,what did i do to deserve this?so me and hannan purposely went to the LJS in jurong entertainment centre,walked in there for a while,looked at the prices,dashed out,and ranged the captain's bell so hard I bet people in the second story could hear it.our ears were ringing,but students and ppl and others were laughing,sacrificing is somehow,,,IMPORTANT.so I told hannan there was a cash convertor store that sold electric guitars at reasonable prices,so from LJS to that shop was a long way,but we only had one shortcut,it was a field,so I told hannan it'll be a good idea to run across the field,so i ran as quickly as possible,to the shop,i felt like number one,when hannan was still jumping through the feild like there were landmines in it.when he finally reached the shop he said,"don't think you're first and cool all the time,look at your..."I immediately look at where he was pointing at.MY SHOES!, CRAP! MY JEANS!, CRAP! I felt number one all the way till I looked at this "soiled" mess!crap! and hannanm he said his "trademark","you brilliant aren't you?" in british english,while I look at his "soiled" black jeans, and sandals, and said "oh lord,bless this mess!"hey hannan sorry i got your jeans and sandals all dirty and crap but people like to see things,rugged and vintage sometimes..."I'm sick of your so-called 'plans'!"said hannan furiously.we decided to go to the library for the last time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPR SAVES THE DAY---------------------we went into the library again with the security guards thinking we were somewhat funny?we went up to the teens section and yeah settled down cause' it was about to rain,hannan was reading a book,I suddenly remembered about the newspaper my mum asked me to buy today,so i told hannan to stay put while I dash through the rain like a crazy fellow while people were smiling..I went to cheers got the paper,and told the cashier,"the rain's getting crazy." then i rushed back to library again,guards thinking im mad.i go to hannan who was reading a book about roman stuff all drenched and soaked, then i said aloud where the people could see me,"I'm drenched dammit,DRENCHED,I HATE looking like this!!!"so I went to the bathroom,did my hair,and as I went out,I saw my school mate Syahirah,so I introduced Hannan to her and we did things with her and her friend like "doing comedy with library notices" I then told her friend to vist my blog,(which actually is me and hannan's),finally we loaded the page,and i told her everything about the photos on my site until we reached the funny one,"this yeah,this yeah,now you gotta see this!"and I scrolled to a pic of me and hannan faces smiling widely then she laughed and said,"you see us on the site,you see us here,you must be shocked,You've just been PUNKED!!!"so heres the real part,after doing our stuff with syahirah,we were just going onto the stage (teens section) and recited rowan atkinson's lines"good evening,welcome to hell,I'm the devil, and Its nice to see you all here,WOULD YOU ALL PLEASE STOP SCREAMING!"we made the people at the tables laugh but we treated the whole phrase as a tribute to atkinson a comedic genius.we quickly went off the stage,and saw a group of girls sitting at the bench,squirming over gossips so loud,that the guards could ACTUALLY hear them!kinda.so hannan said he wanted to throw me his bag in style,so they kinda focused their attention to us and hannan swing his bag the wrong way,and it landed on his back, with the strap choking him,I quickly went to hannan slammed him to the floor with a wrestling move,and told him to breathe,(mad isn't it when you injure someone and still aske them to BREATHE...) so I thought Hannan was dead for a moment,I heard the girls say "attention seeker!,do CPR,do,do!""kiss!" man,I just did normal CPR to hannan's chest then I said hannan you can't die like that!(dramatic comedy)I shooked him and knock hannan until..."HA! I was jus playing with you!" so I responded"I Just Thought You Were Dead For A moment,luckily the shuqun girls were there to tell me you're not!" so hannan and I walked past them and hannan said"You Know Whats The Worst Part Shawn!!!you spit into my lips while trying to so-called "rescue me"!!!" they were amused,exactly.(CPR SAVES LIVES,DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!!! THIS IS DONE BY TRAINED PROFESSIONALS!)------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was the end of the library,the rain stopped and we went back to jurong mrt,on the way,I met 2 people one after the other,and they also discovered my blog! first was chandani,she said hello to me and waved crazily to hannan,after that we saw Amelia,just a bout 1 mins later,going up the stairs with us!and she was like " damn! you guys are really together for this!" then me and hannan were like,they discovered our blog and were interested in our performances,really coincedence!Hannan and I did more physical comedy like rushing up to the train doing peak-hours all the mrt's doors were packed with people and we arrived one group and (they were standingin the train really crammed,and we are at the platform,doing actions like move aside we two gotta go in,we really did crazy stuff!"until the trains doors were about to close,we ran to one door and showed the people inside,like doing faces of desperation! faces like,"HEY WE WAITED FOR THE TRAIN FOR SO LONG!! LET US IN!"we did those kind of faces.then we said things to people around us like,damn this is the fifth train and we can't even get into bloody one!when we finally got into the train,yeah,it felt like work is done for the day...ah...we did a lil bit of miming in the mrt to amuse, when we got off...&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"hey Hannan you know what, I really got a feeling that today's going to mark a humble beginning,a good start to our comedic dreams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Shawn,Today was The Best Day In My Life it was actually better than going to the theme park with my family a few years ago...in a comedic sense!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Hannan,Family is till more important than friends,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know Shawn But Today Was Somehow Better Than Any Other day in my life,Best Day Of My Life That I Could spend It with a FRIEND."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks Dude"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go home ,i get a soda at the mini mart, then we were questioned by hafiz and sharul for money I thinked hannan gave them money,I ain't sure but everything was still fine. we discussed about this blog entry all the way till he got to his doorstep,Then I went home and typed this wonderful entry.mind the length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will not die"&lt;br /&gt;"don't get me confused!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____The Day Of Our Humble Beginning (23/11/06)____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.Good Days As A Comedian Are Invaluble (23/11/06).x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"23/11/06" Best Day Of Our Comedic Lives,Great Comedy,Good And Bad Times,Went Through It,We'll Remember It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-S.T&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/822597/mime%20masks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/561627/mime%20masks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hannan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"le ying,I met one of my junior high school/primary school gals again! never see her for so long makes me feel like doing a reunion for p6 2005! she rocks too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116429083069513046?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116429083069513046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116429083069513046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116429083069513046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116429083069513046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-start-of-everything231106.html' title='&quot;Today Was The Start Of Everything...&quot;(23/11/06)'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116410086921091944</id><published>2006-11-21T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T17:53:53.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger To The Limit</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok! I Know Its Not The End Of The Day Yet!,&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly at this point of time,I feel so broken down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not being able to do my comedy and staying at home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that brothers always get into trouble when sisters do something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm speaking up for all brothers in the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we really need to be the one to take the blame if we did nothing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,my sister used the modem without my consent and used it like it was a "saturday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to her,asking her to tag my blog,gosh! you know what she said "type what ? tell me what to type!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sarcastic,I shouted at her because of that,and my parents started to scold me,what kind of "accusing" plan is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"teach her how to type!"said my dad,"can't you type it yourself?!" said my mum, they really don't understand what a tag is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after telling them that it means,for someone to leave a hello or goodbye msg,or a comment,they still nagged at me,how misunderstood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crying but I didn't know how,my parents nagged at me for no reason even though,it was my sis' who so unreasonable,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started getting hot flushes,fatigue and experienced exhaustion,I felt really breathless while trying to tell my parents that I was not in the wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously anger,anxiety and pain all mixed into one,I wonder if I have what they call an "anxiety disorder"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading almost 5% of a good book, "I Don't Want To Be Crazy",By Samantha Schutz,I feel this is the only format of writing I can relate myself to,at the moment... (Poetry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please I hope I can perform comedy with Hannan ASAP, I really losing grip,so bored!..."&lt;br /&gt;"I Feel So "Emo" At The Moment, Damn..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/1600/185931/Anger%20To%20The%20Limit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/405/4186/320/998503/Anger%20To%20The%20Limit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PISSED OFF..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my blog doesn't show the first two posts or something like that,so clicking on my archieves and look from there to view something like the "entire blog.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BAH.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116410086921091944?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116410086921091944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116410086921091944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116410086921091944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116410086921091944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/anger-to-limit.html' title='Anger To The Limit'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116403875334670462</id><published>2006-11-20T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:15:46.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just As I Thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeah,today I cancelled my comedy trip,for a family outing and yeah,as always,9 times out of 10,it was such a DRAG...my dad brought the fam to bras basah,to buy sone school books,for next year,you know whats the worst part?"decapitated third-hand books",but thats my opinion.everyone loves bras basah for its wide range of ,"first","second" and some say,"THIRD-HANDED-BOOKS",HAHA THEIR OPINION! hmm... what I saw,"UNDERSTANDING-SEX." the complete "guide",going for 24.90!some kind of bargain isn't it?all of a sudden,I feel so "cheap"!so cheap that when I pay 10 cents to enter the toilet,I come out,and still ask for change in return!... when I see americans or british people in singapore,I feel really out of place.If they could "vacate",why can't I?I mean,even "homosapians" get a vacation dont they!? oright, went to popular bookstore,bought many school books , and I bought my optical mouse,gaming pad and notebook,which bill adds up to 30 bucks, and I ain't no spendthrift!---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Man, I was supposed to do comedy with hannan,today and tommorow, but my parents wanted to get the school books,and damn it! I gotta go to my school tommorow to buy my darn books!Relax Shawn,...CHILL.!&lt;br /&gt;-----Hannan,If You're Reading This, I'm Really SORRY,For Not Making It Today Or Tommorow,Make It on Wednesday. I Promise,I'll TRY TO MAKE IT,"PROMISE".--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/Really%20Sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/Really%20Sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saying Goodbye,Makes Me Feel Like Saying Sorry"&lt;br /&gt;"When I Pay 10 Cents To Enter A toilet,ICome Out ,And I Still Ask For Change In Return."&lt;br /&gt;"Being Your Comedy Partner,And Not Being Able To Make It On Performances,Makes Me Feel Bad."&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116403875334670462?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116403875334670462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116403875334670462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116403875334670462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116403875334670462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-as-i-thought.html' title='Just As I Thought...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116386676924630051</id><published>2006-11-19T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:57:05.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Class,Emcee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah just came back form a wedding dinner and yeah,feel pretty drunk after having a glass of bitter wine,(damn it tasted so good that I wanted more.).the emcee was great,he really did good improvisational comedy,one phrase went like,three girls wearing red,yellow, and white,and their "build" was, thin, build, and fat,so he went like " you remind of something at macdonalds,"happy-meal,regular and upsized."damn that was a killer line,the main phrase!&lt;br /&gt;yeah then my favorite dish there was the fried cod fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2mrw,change of plans for our comedy,&lt;br /&gt;first,meet at 11,&lt;br /&gt;second ,take 172 to jurong interchange,&lt;br /&gt;third,187 to woodlands causeway point,&lt;br /&gt;catch us,(in an unenthusiastic way)lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never Kneel Down When You're About To Propose To Your Girlfriend,Because From That Moment On,You'll Never Be Able To Stand Up Again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.t&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches, burn my love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116386676924630051?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116386676924630051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116386676924630051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116386676924630051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116386676924630051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-classemcee.html' title='First Class,Emcee...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116369444906366462</id><published>2006-11-17T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T00:45:36.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words,Verbal Expression...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today,was addictive! although Hannan made me wait 1hr just to come down from his house,it was worth it,I forgave hannan for being so late,his eyes were red and all and I really gave him a good "shouting at".did really cool stuff at jurong point calling school girls beside us ( and they were in the school band) i said"is that a trombone,trampoline or what ?" "Saxophone"! said the girl,then i said i didn't care wheter it was a saxophone or trumphet or what but i told them not to get it rusty or it'll sound worst thean a bunch of elephants,hannan was like hey shawn,you quit the band!(which i actually did) and you're a loser! quitter! hopeless! man that was funny for both me and hannan and the girls,then we did more of our material,yeah and a weird thing happened today,we were in the bus and this guy sat in front of us, and hannan knew this dude,and he told us that hannan met hiim a few days ago,at the same time ,same bus,really a coincedence then he talked about some things like "the future"... what you want to be? you gotta study now... the right education decides the right career. And thats an Entertainer for me.he also said that a roti prata cost only 10cents back in his day in the 1970s,dude if prata were sold at 10 cents now and you still couldn't afford it,you got a syntome that you're suffering from "poverty". then we went to jurong east library and saw a damn stage at the last level of the library! damn IT! two of us really want to perform up there so please,librarians, could you please let us up?wrote some stand-up in there,yeah then we went home and "did" "teleporting scheme" again,only that it was faster than last time,to the other bus stop.today had its bad and good points,1.hannan woke up late,2.we really did real comedy out there.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;places we may go next,&lt;br /&gt;1.Jurong Point(still)&lt;br /&gt;2.172,307,302,Jurong East Library,trains Back To CCK,Yew Tee.(still)&lt;br /&gt;"humble beginings,arrogant endings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------"to Hell With Purple People,Unless They Are Suffocating,Then Help Them"&lt;br /&gt;"No Pics As I Could Only Describe Today In Words"-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;---------------------"Instead Of Spending On Stereo Systems In Fast-Food Outlets,They Should Save Up More Money For Toilet Rolls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116369444906366462?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116369444906366462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116369444906366462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116369444906366462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116369444906366462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/wordsverbal-expression.html' title='Words,Verbal Expression...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116361101695937347</id><published>2006-11-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T02:01:00.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's A "Eggy French Toast"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/38132150219606l.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/400/38132150219606l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;---------"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Class Photo Of 06',If You Look Closely,I'm The One Right In The Middle (Second Row From The Top, Blue " Thick-Rimmed Glasses", 6th Guy From The Left,Beside The Malay dude,"Ramadan.") I Made Myself Look I Was Bored And Didn't Give A Damn." Memories of 0'6...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/DSCI0019(1).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/DSCI0019%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/DSCI0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/DSCI0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We're Guitar Players Too, The Black Guitar Is Mine And The Orange One Is Hannan's,We Just Switched Guitars for This Picture..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too dull and plain thats what I call today.just to describe today,it was like woke up,slave over my PS2,computer time,and then blog.Man I have holiday assignments,and useless worksheets and notes to sort out!and everytime I want to do any of the tasks,my mind says,"damn it! get to the PS2 or computer,you work-a-holic"man,thats screwed up!fine so thats it for today,really,really,sad that I couldn't add more.YEAH! and tommorow me and hannan are going to perform again,comedy just gets refreshed when you do it anew!places we may do it at,jurong point,IMM,West Mall,Lot 1,"172","307","302",we meeting up at 11 and its going to be such a day!yeah and I'm not going to wear band shirts for tommorow hannan! (just a shoutout.)yeah so look forward to tommorow and never say die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"crap! why can't I post Pictures on my post today!Damn! So Annoying! Hope I Can Post Pictures At My Next Reboot..."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"I went to the convinience store the other day,and took out one of their magazines and started reading it,then the clerk was like,"this is not a library!" so I said,"then I should talk louder!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYOSG-(My Way Of Saying Goodbye)...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116361101695937347?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116361101695937347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116361101695937347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116361101695937347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116361101695937347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-eggy-french-toast.html' title='Today&apos;s A &quot;Eggy French Toast&quot;'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116351780932231168</id><published>2006-11-14T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:22:14.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny,Wacky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/DSCI0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/DSCI0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;-----------wacky and laid-back,that's what you call us...(here you go,two "comedians")DEFINITELY NOT THE DIRECTORS OF "BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN 2"I just felt uneasy about that movie.yuck. ----------------------- today was great! went out with hannan at 11,actually 11.20 because my tee was too out of subject,(my chemical romance tee),I spent too much time tying my shoelaces and hannan's green underwear was too tight.(even though he still wore it ,and complained to me about it when we met up.)we walked all the way to lot 1,and you wouldn't believe it,it went like this,a few days ago,me and hannan were performing our "stuff" in a bus and this "cool" Indian guy was sitting in front of us and he was actually laughing under his cheek bones,he noticed us then he got down the bus.today,after me and hannan went to lot 1,walked around it,came out,we saw him again,and I waved to him and said hello,he was like,what a coincedence! then me and hannan were then yabbing about all the coincedence and crap then we boarded the 172,you know,the new comedy talkings,then after 1 stop theindian came up and i noticed it,then i quickly alerted hannan,i stared at the floor with my hand across my face (covering it) and hannan looking at the windows lik he just saw ghost. I guess he noticed us ,laughing and all (this time it can be seen),he sit one sit away from us and then me and hannan came bursting out in laughter,then we looked at him and he laughed out so much more! he then said "What Are You guys Doing?!" We Said" Just Hanging Around!" Then I Asked Him If He Is Nus,he said" no NTU",oh......then we just laughed for a short while then he took out his book and read,so it left me and hannan to do our stuff in front of the two victims in front of us,it was boring so i gave hannan my pc mag,and i took my digital life paper and we did this.i took my paper and raised it up,he raised it down and stared at me,iraised it down and he raised it up,and i stared at him ,we continued it till we were tired then hannan slept,so i did something really unsuspecting,since hannan ring tone level was at max,i took advantage of it,took my cell phone out,dialed his number,his phone ringed loudly,he picked up and i put my phone to the "loud speaker" mode and since were in a bus and were so close near to each other,my phone reeased "funny reception" sounds,like beeping, ringing! then i stared at hannan and waved my cell phone around hannan and showed tit to the people in front of me.what happened? they were laughing under their cheek bones.we stopped went to jurong point, did one of my new gags,taking out my notebook,and a pen as well,going to a surveyor and asking them for a survey.some kind of survey isn't it? walked around in Jurong Point came out,as me and hannan wanted to go to IMM,notebook and pen again,we went up to an foreigner,maybe his british,and said."Were You A Jock In high School?" he was like "man! this is singapore!" and he giggled abit.I should have put in more effort.hannan was all wacky and performed some seinfield meets eddie murphy style of comedy,while i did my "chris rock meets jim carrey".Hannan is really a great partner to work with.The last thing we did before returning home was,we took the 307 bus which stopped at yew tee mrt station,we "teleported" as fast as we could to the next bus stop "307" would stop at and sit there calmly,as the bus approached us,the people that were amused at our gags,were like sitting in the bus and wondering how the heck' this two dudes just "teleported" to the bus stop? you know what i mean by "teleported"... went home and yeah came up with a poster to get a job and post it around the blocks of my neighbourhood tomorrow....gotta earn an extra buck.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"You Are Cheap As Chips"&lt;br /&gt;"What Do You Believe In? Sex And Death,Because They Only Come Once In My Lifetime."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------+&lt;br /&gt;See ya....S.t And Hannan. ----------------------------------- "light my matches ,burn my love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116351780932231168?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116351780932231168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116351780932231168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116351780932231168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116351780932231168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/funnywacky.html' title='Funny,Wacky.'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116343857347505023</id><published>2006-11-14T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:22:53.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored And Freaked Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;First Thing,Sorry For Not Posting Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/I"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/I%27m%20Bored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;------------------i feel bored,maybe i should do comedy or join a band,sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oright,yesterday,when i woke up,(i woke up very late,around 11?)wit the comp all the way till' 4+ until i went out with my fam for dinner.got to "Whampoa road" to try out both their famous "Singapore Fried Hokkien Mee" and "Zi Char" stores there, kinda good food,mind the heat,theres the good "NONYA NASI LEMAK" boy, I tried it before,and I can't get enough of the "green" rice...yum...then there was it,went to "Bugis Street" bought a "M" sized My Chemical Romance Tee,man,i wanted "S". the thing that really freaked me out was that I saw...you really want to know?A MAN DRESSED UP LIKE A WOMAN. GOSH THAT FREAKED ME OUT! he was like 5+ in his late twenties,kinda tall and boy the lady makeup,clothing and all,freaked me out.BUT I guess some people are born to be like that,so DON'T "DISS" THEM.If you heard of "Abigail" one of Singapore's Female Laugh-makers,you Should  know.I mean there ARE people like what I saw yesterday,ALL OVER THE WORLD.so yeah, went home,ah.... the thing that freaked me out... I watched "Incredible Tales" and that show FREAKED ME OUT,Now I Friggin' Get The Shivers,Ah.. NEVERMIND,GOD IS WITH ME.Damn, I didn't dare blog yesterday,thats why its "NOW OR NEVER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY---------&lt;br /&gt;Nothing In Particular. just went out to"tampines" with my fam,saw a friggin' PS3 there for $1433,man lookin at that price,damn,forget it.how the heck they got it anyway..man i don't know.its cool,went back home,slaved on my playstation 2,then went down to have "Nasi Lemak And 9 Prawn Fitters" and it rocked, I mean, tell where its located,behind lot 1 near a bus interchange,near warrant condominum,and theres a small food court located on its own,theres a carpark just a traffic light way to park your cars,one thing, I really learned,although I dined at restaurants before...SINGAPORE'S FOOD COURTS AND HAWKERS MAKE WAY NICER FOOD,although nothing beats the comfort of a restaurant,but the taste of "original" Singapore food still, lies in its Food Courts And Hawkers.Now,That,Makes,Me,HUNGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedy----------&lt;br /&gt;man,,,how should I put it,its my life long dream to become a comedian,standup or anything,ireally want to be an entertainer when I'm all grown up...ah...&lt;br /&gt;So let me pleasantly tell you that I'm Working on this dream with a very good friend of mine,Hannan.&lt;br /&gt;He my neighbour and in fact one fo my best friends,in fact,THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post a pic'  showing me and him on my next post (i hope). what we both have is a dream, the same dream,do become acomplished comedians, so since Singapore doesn't really have many comedy clubs,we decided to do out "comedy","Casually".Ever heard of "Freestyle Rap","Improvisation"?,then i think you'll understand my idea.so far we did many gags,buses and trains,(mrts) if you wanna know,shopping malls anywhere,once we did our talking and we were glad we made a group of tourists laugh in the shuttle bus to our way to "IMM".we will put more effort into our stand-up and "casual" style oright? I JUST WISH,SERIOUSLY,We'll EMERGE AND GET DISCOVERED,ONE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;so from now on,my posts will have a section on any comedy i did with hannan,(IF I WENT OUT WITH HIM.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In The Bus)Hannan:man i can't remember whats my name.&lt;br /&gt;                         Shawn:I know you just came back to Singapore,from Malaysia,and guess what,don't be dumb,I just told you your name 5 minutes ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In Kiddy Palace)Shawn Tries To Look At a few "power ranger toys" and even glares at them and giving people the impression that he is childish,wahts more,shawn is squatting and looking...&lt;br /&gt;Hannan:get up! you ain't no 5 year old,you all grown up and sh*t!,get Outta Here! ( hannan then tries to drag shawn out of the "under 5 yrs old" section")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lot 1) Nobody notices me and hannan&lt;br /&gt;(Shawn Throws A huge Paper Ball Recklessly, behind his back)&lt;br /&gt;(And Hannan Tries To Catch It Like his Trying To Catch A Rugby ball,falling down and all.)&lt;br /&gt;(what a touchdown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some examples just now more to come as the days go by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nowadays,You Know What I Hate About Departmental Stores? ,They Sell Things That Obviously Have No Use,Toy guns,Stink Bombs,Whatever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why Is The Judge's Name Hakim,Because "Hakim Is The Malay Word For Judge Damn It!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS for now,I wanna go cry my self to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love"&lt;br /&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/37292712-116343857347505023?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116343857347505023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116343857347505023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116343857347505023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116343857347505023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/bored-and-freaked-out.html' title='Bored And Freaked Out...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116325725434241752</id><published>2006-11-11T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:22:05.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Three Days Of No "Computering"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when I thought i wanted to start on a blog,the worst thing happened,my comp was sent for an upgrade...and check this out, what I upgraded on,&lt;br /&gt;1.BENQ-16x DVD ROM&lt;br /&gt;2.BENQ-DVD WRITER (noy sure how many "x")&lt;br /&gt;3.NVIDIA FX 5500 256 mb graphic card (i guess its FX.)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;oright that was "worth" the "damn" wait.sitting at home for almost 3 days slaving on my ps2,playing "NFS CARBON" all day.I just hate falling off the damn canyon and restarting all over again.yeah,damn,just got my new pair of hi-top chucks-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/Both%20Chucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/Both%20Chucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"sorry i didn't get the low-top ones..."&lt;br /&gt;"these chucks are gonna be perfect till' i'm dead,i hope"&lt;br /&gt;"cheap,discount,complimentary,'CDCs' that SOMETIMES you HAVE to live with..."&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;today,man,just realized one thing,"technology" keeps going on and on.today,cell phones have 3G on em',and mind you they don't come for a easy price.LCD screens get better and better,with lights behind them to make em' look more "realistic" and all....ah... guess i just can't keep up...maybe if I get more "$" to purchase technology,who knows,maybe I will.technology keeps on and on,who knows one day we'll have hard-disks instead of brains,and that idea has been going on for years...yeah my parents really misunderstood me today,JUST BECAUSE I SPEAK IN A FUNNY WAY DOES NOT I'M COMING UP WITH A DAMN SLANG.Its normal because at my age,my voice changes rapidly,naturally,through puberty,and trust me,one of these days i'm going to come across some guy who just went through puberty and he naturally got a SCOTTISH SLANG.man! with pimples all over his and my damn face.speaking about ageing ah...8 words,"YOU CAN'T HAVE A SLEEK VOICE ALL YOUR LIFE."I bet you're gonna wake up one day go to the shower and as you're about going to sing your daily "shower tune",your voice cracks down and you gotta see a doctor for that day and take plenty of cough syrup or whatever.you know what I wish....Singapore my beautiful hometown to become more "westernized".how about forgetting uniforms and let everyone wear what they want to school? more comedy clubs?(I kinda don't see one.)more band gigs'?(gotta see more bands emerging,)? those were,my opinions. these days, really sad to see old people ,men ,women,peddling tissues,cleaning hawker centres,alot of odd-jobs,my wish is to see them retire,PEACEFULLY,and having their ENJOYABLE "GOLDEN YEARS"... may my wishes come through,one day... thats all folks kinda tired,gonna go retire to my bed,BYE.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;My Parents Don't Understand Me,&lt;br /&gt;I Feel That Only My Friends Understand Me Fully,&lt;br /&gt;As I Think About the Girl Of My Life,&lt;br /&gt;I Think About Broken Hearts,&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood Times,&lt;br /&gt;What I'm Thinking Of,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't Feel Hard,Or Soft,&lt;br /&gt;Its "Unfeelable"&lt;br /&gt;Its Only The Something That We Forget Most Of The Time,&lt;br /&gt;Its Something that If Done Correctly Its "Feelable"&lt;br /&gt;It Is Truly,&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Do Comedy,But You'll Have Wait Till Next Time,ADIOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116325725434241752?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116325725434241752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116325725434241752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116325725434241752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116325725434241752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/almost-three-days-of-no-computering.html' title='Almost Three Days Of No &quot;Computering&quot;...'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116291656835104432</id><published>2006-11-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T00:30:12.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/11/06 "First Original Post"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Damn,&lt;br /&gt;How'd I Put It,&lt;br /&gt;BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off the day going to vivocity with my family.it was frigging crowed even though it was 1pm and was a weekday,whatever.the experience at "vivo" was tiring,trying to squeeze to through the crowds and stuff.ah..... when i went there a week ago with my friends it was much faster and the crowds were lesser.WHAT A DRAG...while I was in my dad's car,I was listening to "My Chemical Romance"'s "The Black Parade".man, my chemical romance is such a great band,you must get their latest album if you want the thril..."woohoo".one thing i really disagree with,is the price audio cds everywhere,its like $19.90 here,and maybe 10 bucks in the USA.gosh! bring the prices of discs down,I'm still seeing "Taking Back Sunday" Albums for like 20 or 40 bucks at HMV?I can't remember,but it was high,being a fan of indie music like taking back sunday,hawthorne heights,i think Singapore should bring more of these bands' CDs here and sell them at a reasonable price.(in my opinion).Its cool,that there are indie music lovers here in singapore,but where's the products,the records? I mean bands.i still do not find lots of them here...hope to see them here in time to come...oright,then my fam went to a converse retailer and reserved a pair of black hi-tops for me,"woohoo!" gonna get them tommorow,still,$99 bucks for a pair? (I think i saw that price on the tag...) could the price lessen' a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nike owning converse? I guess chuck taylor must be looking down from heaven and saying " get up converse!" (LOL.) converse rocks,by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! and what's the hype about "Gears-Of -War"? xbox 360 players must definitely get it,the only game that can be comparable to "Halo"...I guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/Taking%20Back%20Sunday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"probably the greatest band in my mind right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"get the bloody file extensions right!damnit!"&lt;br /&gt;"$99 bucks down the drain,so to say..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches, burn my love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116291656835104432?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116291656835104432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116291656835104432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116291656835104432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116291656835104432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/71106-first-original-post.html' title='7/11/06 &quot;First Original Post&quot;'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37292712.post-116291206636297642</id><published>2006-11-07T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:21:22.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" myself,what an 'ASS' "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orighty,Orighty,First Blog First Post.Consider Me An ASS Right Now,But Not In The Following Weeks...&lt;br /&gt;About Me,&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;-Kinda Dumb In HTML-&lt;br /&gt;-Sad Teen'-&lt;br /&gt;-Broken In MY Heart,thats All I Can Say-&lt;br /&gt;-Somtimes I'm Happy,ONLY SOMETIMES,But When I Swing,Bam!,You Better TAKE COVER-&lt;br /&gt;-Any Other Sad Things You Can Think Of...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves (NOT! "Actually")&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-Sobbing (LOL)-&lt;br /&gt;-Writing Poetry (LOL)-&lt;br /&gt;-Whining When I'm Online (LOL)-&lt;br /&gt;-Crying In Corners (LOL)-&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY NOW!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1.God&lt;br /&gt;2.Family&lt;br /&gt;3.Hanging Out&lt;br /&gt;4.Friends&lt;br /&gt;5.Cash ( But It Doesn't Seem Much Of A Point To Me,But I Still Need It.LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;6.having things Right Away When I Wish For Them, (One Day...LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;7.World Peace (Seriously I Don't Want To Visualize People Starving When I'm Having A Burger...)&lt;br /&gt;8.Whatever I Left Out.(LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;9.DOING SAD THINGS YOU WON"T UNDERSTAND.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hates (Damn,Look Twice!)&lt;br /&gt;1.Insects (Seriously)&lt;br /&gt;2.Brats (Three Words,GET A LIFE.)&lt;br /&gt;3.Snitches (Whatever You Call It)&lt;br /&gt;4.Boredom (Why Did God Create That?)&lt;br /&gt;5.Anything BAD&lt;br /&gt;6.HAPPY STUFF (LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm Vegan,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm Not,&lt;br /&gt;My Sadness Deepens,(How The Heck You Spell IT!?)&lt;br /&gt;Emotion Is My Thought.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,Yeah,Yeahs,I'm Feeling Very Emotional. (Duh.)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Bands-My Chemical Romance,Panic! At The Disco,The Killers,Blink-182,Breaking Benjamin,Taking Back Sunday,Hawthorne Heights,Yellowcard Card,Silverstein,Postal Service,Dashboard Confessional,Green Day,Jets To Brazil,The Decemberists,Death Cab For Cutie,Hot Hot Heat,Motion City Soundtrack (They're A Band,Not A Soundtrack),I Am Ghost,.....&lt;br /&gt;THATS ALL FOR NOW...................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I Like Stand-Up Comics,Jim Carrey's My Favorite,Sitcoms, My Playstation 2,Food........&lt;br /&gt;YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Just Go Away..............&lt;br /&gt;Prepare For the Revenge Of "The Posts"&lt;br /&gt;Coming Up Next.........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/1600/DSCI0008(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/405/4186/320/DSCI0008%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{----------------------------"What A 'Sad' Kid,Thats Me And Thats All------------------------------------------------------------}.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog was created on 7th November 2006 =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"light my matches,burn my love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37292712-116291206636297642?l=plain-empty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/feeds/116291206636297642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37292712&amp;postID=116291206636297642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116291206636297642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37292712/posts/default/116291206636297642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plain-empty.blogspot.com/2006/11/myselfwhat-ass.html' title='&quot; myself,what an &apos;ASS&apos; &quot;'/><author><name>Shawn.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09309012676329672965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/68/18268647/37607619240301l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
