tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104818412011-04-22T11:07:54.956+08:00home of the perpetual dreamerdrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.comBlogger691100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1149268826546159412006-06-03T01:06:00.000+08:002006-07-24T23:39:48.166+08:00finally finished kingdom hearts 2...<br />dun really know why i stuck with it, what with all the kiddie themes and all...<br />but the ending is nice, and it has one <em>the</em> saddest opening song of any game ever made...<br />check out the jap version by utada hikaru...<br />makes me wanna cry...<br />why cant the boy jus be with the girl?<br />is it wrong for a shadow to search for a soul?<br />am i driving myself crazy over a video game?<br />do i need more sleep?<br />guess so....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-114926882654615941?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1143475608260488202006-03-27T22:52:00.000+08:002006-03-28T00:06:48.320+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I hear she's kickin ass across the board and rock two hundred thousand higher scorer</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Just in time to save the world of being taken over</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She's a warrior...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I couldn't play again because the game it never end it never even landed on the can</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And never let me in to spend my quarter</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There's no love for me no more</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Say it isn't so...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How she easily come, how she easy go...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Please don't tell her that I been meaning to miss her...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Because I don't...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She was the girl with the broadest shoulders</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But she would die before I crawled over them</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She is taller than I am</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She knew I wouldn't mind the view there</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Or the altitude with a mouth full of air</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She let me down and doubt came out until the now became later</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Say that it isn't so...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How she easily come, how she easy go...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Please don't tell her...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Coz she dont really need to know...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">That I'm crazy like the rest of us,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And I'm crazier when I'm next to her...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So why after the all of everything that came and went I care enough to still be singing of the bitter end and broken eras</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I told you I don't but I am only trying to be the best with my intent to cure The rest is sure to lay me ease the plural hurts of the words of reverse...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> psychology...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">That's easier said</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Easier than done</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Please don't dare tell, tell her what I've become</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Please don't mention, all the attention I have drawn</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Please don't bother cause she'll feel guilty when I'm gone...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Because I'm crazy like the rest of us</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But I'm crazier when I'm next to her</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And it's amazing how she's so self-assured </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But I know she'd hate me if she knew my words</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do I hurt anymore</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do I hurt, well...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well I don't...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Please Dont Tell Her ~ Jason Mraz</em> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-114347560826048820?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1142170290221526042006-03-12T21:22:00.000+08:002006-03-12T21:31:30.233+08:00Ratings out of 100 stars:<br /><br />Based on story line?<br />1 star.....<br /><br />Add some guns and explosions?<br />2 stars.....<br /><br />Throw in a whole lot of bloody violence?<br />3 stars.....<br /><br />Kate Beckinsale in skintight outfit?<br />4 stars definately.....<br /><br />Kate Beckinsale <em>out</em> of skintight outfit?<br />999999999 stars!!!!!!<br /><br />sounding kinda deperate here... but yea shes kinda good looking....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-114217029022152604?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1140020345612821442006-02-15T23:47:00.000+08:002006-02-16T00:20:30.120+08:00<div align="center">I heard a voice last night</div><div align="center">It said wake up and open your eyes</div><div align="center">Wake up walk out tonight</div><div align="center">Cause she don't care if you're dead or alive</div><div align="center">dead or alive....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">She moves like beams of light</div><div align="center">Straight through this universe in my head</div><div align="center">Where I get peace of mind</div><div align="center">I'm free from the stupid things that I said</div><div align="center">She's all in my head....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Did I get lost while I was gone?</div><div align="center">I traveled space for much too long</div><div align="center">But there's a planet I have found</div><div align="center">And you are far away from now....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Somewhere behind her eyes</div><div align="center">Some super natural energy</div><div align="center">Takes me for quite the ride</div><div align="center">Across time where I defy gravity</div><div align="center">Or is it a dream?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Did I get lost while I was gone?</div><div align="center">I traveled space for much too long</div><div align="center">But there's a planet I have found</div><div align="center">And you are far away from now....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Did I get lost while I was gone</div><div align="center">I traveled space for much too....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Did I get lost while I was gone?</div><div align="center">I traveled space for much too long</div><div align="center">But there's a planet I have found</div><div align="center">And you are far away</div><div align="center">Far away</div><div align="center">You are far away</div><div align="center">Far away from now....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>~yellowcard</em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">sometimes.... when you distance yourself for long enough.... you find that the people you once knew turn out to be complete strangers....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-114002034561282144?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1139326879271123152006-02-07T23:37:00.000+08:002006-02-07T23:41:36.376+08:00where have all the happy people gone? apparently their all dead.... and we're the left overs.... how much fun is that....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113932687927112315?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1138884175111559482006-02-02T20:30:00.000+08:002006-02-03T00:47:53.483+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">i dont have time! i dont have time! i dont have time!<br />and repeating it over and over dosent help....<br />im way off from where i have to be, and im nowhere nearer to where i <em>want </em>to be...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">failing at the things i should be doing, and missing out on those i <em>could</em> be doing...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">ohhh man lifes a real waste of time, or am i just a waste of life...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">dont know, dont really want to know.... just give me my pringles and ill be happy....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113888417511155948?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1138635697546650892006-01-30T22:47:00.000+08:002006-01-31T23:25:01.886+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">where all the happy people are actually really sad, and all the tired and depressed are secretly just glad, to know the truth about this world we live in, no hope of ever being forgiven.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">where time does slow down to wait for man, but he just squanders it on making plans, he never carries them out anyway, to busy waiting for another day.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">where everybody gets a second chance, but no one has the common sense, to read the signs that tell us which path we're on, all too eager to continue down the road thats wrong.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">where dreams do come true for a change, yet our thoughts are like filth down a drain.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113863569754665089?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1137937743284888082006-01-22T21:37:00.000+08:002006-01-22T21:49:32.003+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">riiiiiiite.... batteries ran out again.... seems to be happening really often nowadays.... my watch, my creative, my phone, my red bull.... my brain.... cant seem to think straight lately.... which is just <em>grrrrreeeat </em>considering i just started school again.... keep thinking about that media class.... yea.... if your a short girl who takes a media class let me know....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113793774328488808?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1135933745883502102005-12-30T16:55:00.000+08:002005-12-30T17:10:07.280+08:00Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost.<br />It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over.<br /><br />I see my vision burn,<br />I feel my memories fade with time.<br />But I'm too young to worry.<br /><br />These streets we travel on will undergo our same lost past.<br />I found you here, now please just stay for a while.<br />I can move on with you around.<br />I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever?<br />I'd do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done<br />We both know the day will come, but I don't want to leave you<br /><br />I see my vision burn,<br />I feel my memories fade with time.<br />But I'm too young to worry, a melody, a memory, or just one picture.<br /><br />Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost.<br />It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over.<br /><br />Newborn life replacing all of us, changing this fable we live in.<br />No longer needed here so where do we go?<br />Will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death?<br />But girl, what if there is no eternal life?<br /><br />I see my vision burn,<br />I feel my memories fade with time.<br />But I'm too young to worry, a melody, a memory, or just one picture.<br /><br />Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost.<br />It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over.<br />Trials in life, questions of us existing here, don't wanna die alone without you here.<br />Please tell me what we have is real.<br /><br />So what if I never hold you, or kiss your lips again?<br />So I never want to leave you,<br />and the memories for us to seeI beg don't leave me.<br /><br />Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost.<br />It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over.<br />Trials in life, questions of us existing here, don't wanna die alone without you here.<br />Please tell me what we have is real.<br /><br />Silence you lost me, no chance for one more day.<br />I stand here alone falling away from you, no chance to get back home.<br /><br />- Avenged Sevenfold<br /><br />This song is NIIIIICE.... whoever manages to get your hands on this cd.... Listen to this song!!!!<br />over and over..... and over and over..... and over.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113593374588350210?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1135354361364440062005-12-23T23:44:00.000+08:002005-12-24T00:14:02.006+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">im sorry, but youre not doing anything for me. with each passing day the answers seem more elusive, more confusing. im changing the questions that im asking, but im no where nearer than from where i started. every moment the line gets a little blurer, i slip down a little further. it always rains around here, and the bus never waits. there really is no cure for the broken hearted, its like trying to bring back the dear departed. so go ahead, pick me up then put me down. im taking lessons in how to drown.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113535436136444006?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1134397165766160332005-12-12T22:12:00.000+08:002005-12-12T22:19:25.783+08:00not bad... some of the nicest boss fights you ever experience... especially the last one...<br />controls suck though... and the ending? whoever understood it... well... youre special?<br />guess thats what they call art these days...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113439716576616033?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1133715415335430352005-12-04T23:30:00.001+08:002005-12-05T00:57:28.486+08:00i miss you, but i dont know who 'you' is....<br />come with me to outerspace, away from all of this...<br />watch the world go by in our own way...<br />dont have to worry if its night or day...<br />see if we can find those little green dudes...<br />listen to the fallen interlude...<br />experience the beauty of the universe...<br />if only there were someone who believed in us....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113371541533543035?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1133274926762746732005-11-29T22:22:00.000+08:002005-11-29T22:35:38.166+08:00yeah!!! finaly completed re4... im a slow ass gamer yea i know... anywayss... holiday jus started and i have NO game to play... maybe its time i got a <em>real</em> life...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113327492676274673?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1133018241756813472005-11-26T23:47:00.000+08:002005-11-26T23:17:49.730+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">in the dead of the night she says the creepiest things...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">all i can do is clutch my chest and wish that i had wings...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">fly away toward the sun...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">find a place of freedom and endless fun...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">no fear of getting lost... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">just follow the light...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">its weird though... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">ive always seen clearer in the night...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113301824175681347?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1132325766797319682005-11-18T22:45:00.000+08:002005-11-18T22:56:06.816+08:00woohoo!!! exams finally over... sorta... anyway dun care liao lah, next week thing next week than say...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113232576679731968?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1131121871381383252005-11-05T00:17:00.000+08:002005-11-05T00:35:00.033+08:00I never said I'd lie and wait forever<br />If I died, we'd be together<br />I can't always just forget her<br />But she could try...<br /><br />At the end of the world<br />Or the last thing I see<br />You are...<br /><br />Never coming home<br />Never coming home<br />Could I?<br />Should I?<br /><br />And all the things that you never ever told me<br />And all the smiles that are ever ever...<br />Ever...<br /><br />Get the feeling that you're never<br />All alone and I remember now<br />At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies...<br />She dies...<br /><br />At the end of the world<br />Or the last thing I see<br />You are...<br /><br />Never coming home<br />Never coming home<br />Could I?<br />should I?<br /><br />And all the things that you never ever told me<br />And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me<br />Never coming home<br />Never coming home<br />Could I?<br />Should I?<br /><br />And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me<br />For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me...<br /><br />If I fall<br />If I fall (down)<br /><br />At the end of the world<br />You're the last thing I see<br />You are...<br /><br />Never coming home<br />Never coming home<br />Never coming home<br />Never coming home<br /><br />And all the things that you never ever told me<br />And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me<br /><br />Never coming home<br />Never coming home<br />Could I?<br />Should I?<br /><br />And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me<br />For all the ghosts that are never gonna...<br /><br />-My Chemical Romance<br /><br />Best song ive heard in awhile...<br />videos pretty cool too...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113112187138138325?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1130087296730040472005-10-24T01:02:00.000+08:002005-10-24T01:08:24.623+08:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">i cant see tomorrow,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">all there is, is emptiness and sorrow.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">i cant see the promised land.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">where exactly is my guiding hand?</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">please... help me to see what is good.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">in what i want, and what i should...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">do, so im sorry if i let you down.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">im just trying to keep my feet on the ground.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">chew me up and spit me out.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">life is something i can do without...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-113008729673004047?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1128518897640794902005-10-05T21:06:00.000+08:002005-10-05T21:28:50.380+08:00yup thats what studying is...<br />dont really see what is it id miss...<br />dun feel like doing what i have to...<br />its not like i got nothing else better to do...<br />wait...<br />anyway...<br />why isit all i think about is she?<br />why this sudden urge to sing ktv?<br />where the hell did all the time go?<br />the answer to that i dont really wanna know...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112851889764079490?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1127926015355221962005-09-29T00:43:00.000+08:002005-09-29T00:46:55.363+08:00sleepings a waste of time... im trying to cut down on it... but my friends say im starting to act a little weird... just hope i dont crash on the pie or something...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112792601535522196?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1127398699854647382005-09-22T22:13:00.000+08:002005-09-22T22:18:19.860+08:00cloud vs sepiroth..... the bestest bestest bestest fight scene ever!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112739869985464738?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1127321241106988732005-09-22T00:42:00.000+08:002005-09-22T00:47:31.583+08:00a friend of mine once asked me what sweet i thought she was... i said she was candy floss...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112732124110698873?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1126883989568354772005-09-16T23:58:00.000+08:002005-09-16T23:20:52.206+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">i got this feeling... that im just not meant to be... that i just dont belong...<br />everything i do seems out of place, and all my dreams have gone to waste...<br />i fear more than i hope, and my hope is fleeting...<br />i know im being selfish, but what can i do? its the only thing i know to help me get thru...<br />give me just a little help if you please? im only trying to live the way you want me to...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112688398956835477?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1126515081577321412005-09-12T16:42:00.003+08:002005-09-12T16:53:31.200+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">its strange how a little thing can get me down like that. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">im letting my emotions get the better of me. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">are we at the point that we have to control even the way we feel.... is it wrong even to just be ourselves....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">anyway hope i dont get any internal injuries, my chests been hurting lately.... a little to the left...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112651508157732141?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1126281377753594342005-09-09T22:44:00.000+08:002005-09-09T23:56:17.773+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my life it seems is like living in a daydream, for the starting point of reality my soul is searching... living each moment inside the mind, trying to get a grip on space and time... nothing really seems fun anymore, going thru every moment wondering just exactly what im living for... hoping for a break thru thatll never happen, perhaps someone to share this burden... i could keep going on here but im just too lazy, maybe someday... when im a little less crazy...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112628137775359434?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1125665865083257302005-09-02T20:56:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:57:56.816+08:00yeah... remember to insert your cashcard next time...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112566586508325730?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1125415631800986742005-08-30T23:08:00.000+08:002005-08-30T23:31:47.526+08:00not the way im going anyway...<br />at this rate there'll be nothing else left to say...<br />cant keep waiting for you like that...<br />trying to recall the day we 1st met...<br />did it ever happen i wonder?<br />memorys fading, cant hold on any longer...<br /><br />arghhhhh......<br /><br />gotta stop wasting my time....<br />better stuff to do than writting this stupid rhyme....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112541563180098674?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1124901974461523972005-08-25T00:39:00.000+08:002005-08-25T00:46:14.470+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">feel weak... nose is running... coughing since yesterday... guess im sick... yeah... wait i dont have free medical anymore...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112490197446152397?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1124459148904136292005-08-19T21:28:00.000+08:002005-08-19T21:46:02.726+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the day i turn 21.... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the day i stop staring at the sun...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">finally get something that is truely mine?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the day the masked rider rides for the very 1st time!!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112445914890413629?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1124030842055082052005-08-14T22:43:00.000+08:002005-08-14T22:47:22.073+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">yeah... i finally realised that all along ive been asking the wrong questions... which explains why the answers i got always seemed so weird....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112403084205508205?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1123748940770607172005-08-11T16:26:00.000+08:002005-08-11T16:29:00.776+08:00all you taxi drivers out there better watch out!!!! masked rider druyuki is here to run over you!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112374894077060717?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1123426558966289942005-08-07T22:46:00.000+08:002005-08-07T22:57:09.530+08:00been running for so long, afraid of what id become.<br />finally realise, im back at where i started from.<br />how is it we try so hard when we're all destined to fail, i dont understand.<br />am i supposed to just blindly accept that theres some grand master plan?<br />cant help feeling that someones messing with me.<br />must be having the time of his life, i hope hes happy.<br />ever feel so lost, so unwanted, so hurt, so alone?<br />been here all my life, yet all i want is to get home.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112342655896628994?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1123342196833368362005-08-06T23:19:00.000+08:002005-08-06T23:33:03.766+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">why do you always get in my way? why dont you stay when i tell you to, and why dont you move when your suppposed to? strange men try to grab you and you just LET them? why is your voice so annoying, all you know is to ask for help? place a bear trap in the ground and youll probably walk into it... wait you just did...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">those who play re4... i think you know what im talking about...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112334219683336836?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1122562825511022072005-07-28T22:59:00.000+08:002005-07-28T23:00:25.516+08:00Arghh.... school sucks....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112256282551102207?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1122038775081826572005-07-22T21:17:00.000+08:002005-07-22T21:27:43.636+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">summer has come and passed<br />the innocent can never last<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br />like my fathers come to pass<br />seven years has gone so fast<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br />here comes the rain again<br />falling from the stars<br />drenched in my pain again<br />becoming who we are<br /><br />as my memory rests<br />but never forgets what I lost<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br />summer has come and passed<br />the innocent can never last<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br />ring out the bells again<br />like we did when spring began<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br />here comes the rain again<br />falling from the stars<br />drenched in my pain again<br />becoming who we are<br /><br />as my memory rests<br />but never forgets what I lost<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br />summer has come and passed<br />the innocent can never last<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br />like my father's come to pass<br />twenty years has gone so fast<br />wake me up when september ends<br />wake me up when september ends<br />wake me up when september ends<br /><br /><em>green day- wake me up when september ends</em><br /><em></em><br />just saw the video for this song today.<br />its really sad, is it selfish if we love the ones close to us and pretend the rest of the world is doing ok?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112203877508182657?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1121873618919690392005-07-20T23:25:00.000+08:002005-07-20T23:33:50.396+08:00so i finally got the needle attachment, the pump is working fine, i test it out and yeah everything feels good...<br />i insert the needle end into the opening and pump for 10 mins non stop!<br />so WHY doesnt the FREAKIN ball INFLATE!!!!!<br />and why does a story about pumping a basketball manage to sound dirty....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112187361891969039?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1121429319982880852005-07-15T20:02:00.000+08:002005-07-15T20:08:39.986+08:00man i just realised how nice this song is.... after hearing the tanya chua version....<br />so much better than the original.... gotta gettit gotta gettit gotta gettit............<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112142931998288085?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1120406017541171632005-07-10T01:45:00.000+08:002005-07-10T01:45:33.293+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">trying to figure out what the shapes are.<br />of the shadows in my mind you seem to be so far.<br />can feel the darkness moving, its closing in.<br />lying awake, afraid to fall asleep again.<br />dreading tomorrow, yet bored with today.<br />sick of doing what you want me to, yet alone ive lost my way.<br />i dont know if its really that bad though,<br />cos whatever happens tomorrow,<br />i dont really wanna know...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112040601754117163?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1120635842472636272005-07-06T15:42:00.000+08:002005-07-06T15:44:37.966+08:00not bad... pretty good... until the ending...<br />feels like they ran out of budget... or steven speilberg lost interest halfway...<br />maybe i should have read the book 1st...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112063584247263627?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1120233993368762592005-07-01T23:56:00.000+08:002005-07-02T00:07:39.936+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Every day I wake up and it's Sunday</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Whatever's in my eye won't go away</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">The radio is playing all the usual</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">What's a Wonderwall anyway</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Because my inside is outside</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">My right side's on the left side</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Cause I'm writing to reach you now but I might never reach you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Only want to teach you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">About you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">But that's not you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">It's good to know that you are home for Christmas</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">It's good to know that you are doing well</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">It's good to know I'm feeling not so well</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Because my inside is outside</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">My right side's on the left side</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Cause I'm writing to reach you now but I might never reach you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Only want to teach you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">About you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">But that's not you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Do you know it's true</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">But that won't do</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">And whatever's in my eye should go away</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">But the radio is playing all the usual </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">And what's a Wonderwall anyway</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Because my inside is outside</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">My right side's on the left side</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Cause I'm writing to reach you now butI might never reach you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Only want to teach you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">About you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">But that's not you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Do you know it's true</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">But that won't do</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">And you know it's you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I'm talkin to</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">yeah i like this song cos it reminds me of wonder wall, and boulevard of broken dreams, and dream on by aerosmith....</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">someone should mix these songs together... oh wait...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-112023399336876259?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1119618438452888622005-06-24T20:16:00.000+08:002005-06-24T21:09:26.170+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">woohoo finally got back to singapore... </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">yeah brisbane was really cool... not a bad place at all...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">travelling so far, seeing all the different places and people really gets you thinking...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">so many people in this world, each doing his own thing, thinking his own thoughts, living his own life...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">are we all linked in some way to each other?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">or is it that the actions of one really do not matter...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">all the places that i havent been, </span><span style="font-size:85%;">all the faces yet to be seen...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">perhaps its not time to give up yet...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111961843845288862?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1118755474531579242005-06-14T21:12:00.000+08:002005-06-14T21:24:52.193+08:00if it is than candy floss will kill you...<br />the stuffs mostly air anyway so its a waste of money as well...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111875547453157924?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1118202341876766432005-06-08T11:34:00.000+08:002005-06-08T11:45:41.893+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">maybe i should start volunteering...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111820234187676643?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1117894213566401822005-06-04T22:06:00.000+08:002005-06-04T22:10:48.423+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">sitting on a metal stool for 8 hrs straight 3 days in a row is not only bad for your back, it gives you cramps...<br />in the butt...<br />and its not fun...<br />not fun at all...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111789421356640182?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1117633853028688372005-06-01T21:31:00.000+08:002005-06-01T21:51:20.516+08:00ever get the feeling that the world has moved on and you were left behind?<br />for those whose answer is "all the time man!"...<br />you are not alone...<br />and if im the only one who knows wat the heck im talking about...<br />than im in trouble...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111763385302868837?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1117348612016704582005-05-29T14:30:00.000+08:002005-05-29T14:37:06.280+08:00so i was boiling water eariler... yeah i put the water in the kettel, plugged it in, stood there... and waited for it to boil....<br />i gotta get a life....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111734861201670458?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1117078469321503702005-05-26T09:17:00.000+08:002005-05-26T11:34:52.246+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">to all those who went back to sleep at half time... you missed one of the greatest comebacks ever...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">to all the doubters... haha to you...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">to all liverpool fans... today is a great day...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111707846932150370?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1116771329225722552005-05-22T22:04:00.000+08:002005-05-22T22:43:28.420+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">if the world were made of chocolate, like in the cadbury commercal.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">if we had someone to help us in all our struggles.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">if we could get some snow in singapore.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">if we could finally stop wondering what everything is for.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">if everything was free, and we didnt have to pay.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">if all we had to do was sleep all day.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">if going to school were alot more fun,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">and we could have anything we wanted, from under the sun.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">wouldnt it be nice?</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111677132922572255?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1116520138797326392005-05-20T00:28:00.000+08:002005-05-20T00:33:39.720+08:00so riding on the road was pretty fun.<br />been awhile since i was on the road... forgot all the traffic rules...<br />damn taxi driver who cut my lane! i run over you when i get my licence...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111652013879732639?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1116429036192226572005-05-18T22:52:00.000+08:002005-05-18T23:11:30.216+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">been so long, and im still trying to find my way.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">lost in a sea of confusion, searching for a true today.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">living in a here and now, yet thinking of a there and then.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">wanting only to escape, only want to comprehend.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">caught in this braindead situation.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">cant seem to get out of this world thats lost all its imagination.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">when life really dosent seem like that much of a chore.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">than maybe you just dont care anymore....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111642903619222657?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1116257486979785742005-05-16T23:29:00.000+08:002005-05-16T23:31:26.983+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">his name is sony ericsson k700i...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111625748697978574?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1115996781371726902005-05-13T22:59:00.000+08:002005-05-13T23:07:58.103+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my current one is pretty crappy, listen fm 2 hrs battery die liao(was fully charged), the casing keeps falling off, and why cant i download any games?<br />youve served me well 6610... but i think your time is up...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111599678137172690?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1115824936376413852005-05-11T23:18:00.000+08:002005-05-11T23:24:02.006+08:00i read somewhere that all mothers ruin their children... yeah well most kids destroy their mothers as well so i guess we're even haha...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111582493637641385?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1115483554892906322005-05-08T02:31:00.000+08:002005-05-08T00:32:34.896+08:00i guess in every story theres always a hero and a villain, otherwise it wont be very exciting. maybe thats why the story of my life is so boring, cos i am definitely no hero... and more often than not the villain is myself... sometimes i feel that i think too much, but i have this fear that im actually thinking too little... which is probably true anyway... feel like im being held back... by thinking too much... or by not thinking at all... either way it cant be good... i need more sleep... yeah definitely more sleep...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111548355489290632?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1115168979121656902005-05-04T09:03:00.000+08:002005-05-04T09:09:49.220+08:00liverpool in the champions league finals? yeah you better believe it!<br />for those praying for a miracle... your prayers were answered in 5 mins...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111516897912165690?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1115047058944672502005-05-02T23:10:00.000+08:002005-05-02T23:18:27.776+08:00is the world really a happy place? or am i just an unhappy person... hmmm maybe things would be different if i were abit taller... or maybe things would be different if i actually made sense for once...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111504705894467250?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1114533677360520832005-04-27T00:13:00.000+08:002005-04-27T00:43:35.940+08:00sometimes the mind dosent listen to the body... sometimes its the body that doesnt listen to the mind... like when you really wan to try something different but you end up going through the same daily routine... somethings definately wrong when you cant tell your weekdays from your weekends...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111453367736052083?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1114230920338762032005-04-23T12:24:00.000+08:002005-04-23T12:55:53.143+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">for my head... my lifes just one big headache...<br />for my heart... cos i just cant seem to forget about her...<br />for my ears... listening to linkin park on your zen micro at full blast all the way from eunos to boon lay is NOT a good idea...<br />for my wrist... cos i sprained it yesterday and it still hurts now...<br />my back is itchy and i cant even scratch it!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111423092033876203?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113925392890740822005-04-19T22:37:00.000+08:002005-04-20T00:01:37.970+08:00will it ever stop raining when i want it to?<br />will i finally be able to forget about you?<br />will i ever become who i dream of being?<br />or will i turn out to be just another vicitm?<br />do the choices we make ever get any easier?<br />are we meant to fight?<br />or leave it all to one that is higher?<br />is there such a thing as true romance?<br />when will i ever start making any sense?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111392539289074082?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113710178307770752005-04-17T11:53:00.000+08:002005-04-17T11:56:27.360+08:00people should give up their seats to the elderly on the mrt... yeah they really should... so that i dont have to haha!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111371017830777075?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113579799298609612005-04-15T23:24:00.000+08:002005-04-15T23:45:34.010+08:00life is about all the little moments.... they happen all the time we just dont know it....<br /><br />like when you wake up in the morning and realise your still alive, like when it stops raining just before youre about to go out, like when you eat a grape thats extra sweet, like when liverpool made it into champions league semi finals, like when you go to sleep at night and you see her smile in your dreams....<br /><br />every moment in life is precious.... yeah.... which is why waiting for the bus absolutely sucks! public transport is bad enough as it is and even worse during peak hours!<br />im wasting my life away just waiting and doing nothing!<br />gotta get my own car soon....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111357979929860961?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113492606832791002005-04-14T22:34:00.000+08:002005-04-14T23:30:54.053+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">windmill windmill for the land</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">learn forever hand in hand</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">take it all in on your stride</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it is sticking falling down</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">love forever love is free</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">lets turn forever you and me</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">windmill windmill for the land</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">is everybody in?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">gorillaz <em>feel good inc</em>..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111349260683279100?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113395451800025482005-04-13T20:10:00.000+08:002005-04-13T20:35:47.760+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">today i wanted to do alot of things....</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to wake up early, but i didnt...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to exercise,but i didnt...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to get a job, but i didnt...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to read a book,but i didnt...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to stop wasting time, but i didnt...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to learn, wanted to see, to listen, to feel, to love, to hate, to laugh, to cry, </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to live, to create something special and break away...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">but i didnt...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">wanted to care...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">but i didnt...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111339545180002548?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113209301019616262005-04-11T16:38:00.000+08:002005-04-11T16:49:20.220+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">ipod shuffel song stuck it my head... keep hearing it... over and over... cant eat... cant sleep... cant write complete sentences... gotta... get... that song... somehow...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111320930101961626?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113143921258730482005-04-10T22:30:00.000+08:002005-04-10T22:49:16.546+08:00sundays are always a little depressing, maybe because the next day is monday....<br />and we all know how sucky mondays can be...<br />another sunday, another week gone by...<br />it makes me realise just of how quickly time passes, and reminds me of just how much of it ive wasted, and also of how little ive achieved...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111314392125873048?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1113063249819054422005-04-09T23:24:00.000+08:002005-04-10T00:37:55.790+08:00<span style="font-family:georgia;">waking up each day to a life without purpose.<br />living each moment the way others want us.<br />the answers to life for which i seek, i fear will never be known.<br />will i ever find something that i can truly call my own?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">i see but i dont perceive, </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">i hear but i fail to listen, </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">i touch yet i do not feel, </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">will the reasons to my existence ever be revealed?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">life it seems, is like a never ending struggle.<br />you may win sometimes, but theres always another battle.<br />nothing changes, the world keeps turning.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">what can you do but keep on walking...<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111306324981905442?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1112969019372578912005-04-08T21:45:00.000+08:002005-04-08T22:05:48.400+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">i hear alot of people complain that life sucks... that their lives are in a mess... that things arent going according to plan, everythings falling apart and they dont know what to do...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">well... thats not a problem for me, because i dont have a life! </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">haha take that all you smart, productive, live-life-to-the-max suckers!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">haha... ha... er... thats actually more sad than funny huh...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111296901937257891?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1112852659901572202005-04-07T13:33:00.000+08:002005-04-07T13:50:50.680+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">was thinking about this movie "install" which i watched awhile ago.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">dunno why suddenly thought of it... guess it was pretty interesting, about this high school girl who tries to find her purpose in life by dropping out of school, and working for this internet porn site.<br /><br />by the end of the show shes back to her normal life, going to school, studying and with still no idea what the hell she wants for her life....<br /><br />so i guess the movie actually has no point at all... hmm... maybe it wasnt so interesting after all... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">at least the lead actress was pretty cute... yeah check her out </span><a href="http://www.aya-ueto.net/images/displayimage.php?album=10&pos=6"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">http://www.aya-ueto.net/images/displayimage.php?album=10&amp;pos=6</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111285265990157220?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1112772439496395742005-04-06T15:17:00.000+08:002005-04-06T15:32:17.226+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Liverpool 2-1 Juventus</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Unbelievable? Believe it. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">All those who bet on liverpool... well done... odds was 2.90...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111277243949639574?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10481841.post-1112707883143802462005-04-05T21:28:00.000+08:002005-04-05T21:31:58.316+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Woke up this morning and my nose was bleeding. I didnt even notice till i was brushing my teeth... yeah that was pretty cool...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10481841-111270788314380246?l=cantstoplaughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858935767569513883noreply@blogger.com0