<?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-12888147</id><updated>2011-11-27T14:16:48.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LOVE MACHINE</title><subtitle type='html'>Here you go! Go ahead and violate my privacy!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-3133447703597963923</id><published>2007-01-16T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:36:09.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgo Sign North Node - Your Soul’s Mission and Path to Fulfillment!</title><content type='html'>Once you understand your north node, you will know how to transform a struggle-filled life into a soulful existence.              &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The nodes (south and north node) are two points in an astrological chart that possess priceless information about one's karmic past and soul-destined future.&lt;/strong&gt; Calculated by using the birth data of the individual, the nodes symbolize the unique life path that one is on and can answer many questions about his own, as well as his partner's, inner struggles and desires -- answers that can transform not only his relationship but his life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there are twelve signs of the zodiac, there are also twelve unique nodal positions -- each pair of nodes (north and south) representing two opposite signs of the zodiac. For instance, &lt;strong&gt;a Virgo Sign North Node is paired with an Pisces Sign South Node because they are opposites. And because they are opposites, they create a clear picture of the dualistic struggle that resides within the Virgo north node/Pisces south node individual.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Often, the individual is unaware of the war taking place inside&lt;/strong&gt;, a situation that could go on for years. As time passes he is dumfounded by his inability to progress in life - professionally, emotionally, and spiritually. He doesn't understand why he keeps repeating the same mistakes over and over again and continues to dwell on the past as he desperately dreams of the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of us have our own set of visible (and invisible) struggles to work through -- obstacles that the Nodes of the Moon can help us isolate and resolve while simultaneously freeing us to move forward on our destined path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We all know that knowledge is power...and that's why I offer a bit of it to you...to give you the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;strength and courage you need to not only live, but thrive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week I'd like to begin with a brief overview of the Virgo Sign North Node/Pisces Sign South Node position.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To start, let's take a look at some keywords. These words describe the polarity between these two opposing signs and can offer you a glimpse of the soul journey that the individual with this nodal position is on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just remember that the south node represents the comfortable but not necessarily healthy habits within your personality&lt;/strong&gt; - patterns that have accumulated over lifetimes that now need to be acknowledged and released. &lt;strong&gt;The north node, on the other hand, represents your soul's potential&lt;/strong&gt; - the direction of the future...the behavioral habits that will lead you to greater happiness and the kind of life that you will find fulfilling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are a few &lt;strong&gt;Pisces Sign South Node traits&lt;/strong&gt; that should be put to rest, sort of speak, if the individual with this nodal position is to live an emotionally rich life:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illusionary…codependent…escapist…addictive…introvert…impractical…sacrificing…wounded healer…fearful…martyristic…easily deceived.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are a few &lt;strong&gt;Virgo Sign North Node traits&lt;/strong&gt; that the individual might at first find foreign but eventually will need to acquire if he is to connect to his &lt;em&gt;true &lt;/em&gt;soul potential and live the life he was meant to live:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ordered…conscientious…analytical….productive…discriminating…organized…industrious…health-aware…service-oriented…studious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey from a Pisces Sign south node to a Virgo Sign north node will take some work. But then again, so does everything that’s worth doing. Obstacles are just strategically placed hurdles meant to show us our own inner strength and courage. Therefore, as long as the Virgo north node individual remembers never to lose sight of the ultimate goal, he should have no problem achieving the mission his soul prescribed just fro him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Virgo north node individual has three major obstacles to overcome in this lifetime – his boundless empathy of his own heart, his lack of self-confidence, and his tendency to daydream.&lt;/strong&gt; Here is a soul that has spent lifetimes caring, helping, and sacrificing. And instead of being thanked, was used, abused, and persecuted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, he comes into this lifetime still unable to separate real-life need from his imaginary fantasies. &lt;strong&gt;No matter how much he tries, he continues to fall for sad tales and is always ready to give up all in order to save another.&lt;/strong&gt; This type of martyristic behavior might seem idealistic, but in reality, it is an internal weakness that simply drains his energy and makes him feel completely inadequate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the current incarnation, the Virgo north node soul must learn how to set boundaries in order to maintain his sanity.&lt;/strong&gt; He must learn to separate real empathy from displaced sympathy and help only those who honestly need and deserve his kindness. He must learn to separate from daydreams and find a way to spiritually live in the now. And he should stop endlessly wishing for better times and work consistently to create them instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This lifetime offers him the opportunity to be a real practical healer – materializing the universal consciousness he carries within.&lt;/strong&gt; But in order to do that, he has to learn discipline and strive for personal perfection. He would be wise to dedicate this life to practical service for humanity which would show him the range of his own abilities and offer him the confidence he initially lacks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Virgo north node soul possesses all that he needs to crystallize his visions. &lt;strong&gt;All he needs to do is to stop his dependence on others…protect himself from all the negative influences that surround him…and stay away from self pity.&lt;/strong&gt; All that is past has passed. Now it’s time to protect his heart, focus his mind, and develop a practical work ethic. And once he does that, he will be free to create the kind of life that will sustain him on multiple levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, it might not be such a bad idea for him to surround himself with people willing to support his journey. He doesn’t necessarily need their help but it would make the trip much less painful. Also, it would be wise to fill his immediate environment with as many Virgo symbols as he can find so that he can be reminded of his Virgo soul mission during moments of amnesia. By surrounding himself with supportive people, Virgo sign colors, Virgo sign fragrances, and Virgo sign ornaments, he will be creating a circle of Virgo energy that can give him the courage and clarity of vision he needs to walk forward on his unique path to fulfillment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-3133447703597963923?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/3133447703597963923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=3133447703597963923&amp;isPopup=true' title='83 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/3133447703597963923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/3133447703597963923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2007/01/virgo-sign-north-node-your-souls.html' title='Virgo Sign North Node - Your Soul’s Mission and Path to Fulfillment!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>83</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-7717395770888867461</id><published>2006-12-10T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:41:49.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 2 months.</title><content type='html'>Its been another 2 months since i came to Japan. These 2 months have been quite turbulent for me. I realised that i have alot decisions to make. These decision concerns my future and the stakes are quite high. I would call it life changing decision. Is it really life changing? I still ask myself that now. Being a indecisive bastard doesn't help much. Thus, i have been pretty much screwing up my life here and in general. I didn't make much decision in the end. If you don't decide on life, life will make the decision for you and most of the time you won't like it. That's what im going through now. Taking whatever decision life have made for me and is whining and bitching like a spoilt child, which pisses everyone off. Time is not on my side. I have many things i want to do here but that means i will have to extend my stay here. I'm not sure whether i can deal with the changes back in Singapore. One such recent change have send me spiralling downwards.  Loss. That's what i can't deal with i think. Although being here i am experiencing new things, i can't stop pondering where is this leading me. Is it worth risking losing what i have in Singapore? Am i rooted in Singapore? Am i thinking about all these because i'm getting old? I no longer wants to get out of Singapore? Who am i? What do i want? What do i need? What should i do? Is this the end? Sentimental. Maybe as i grew older i become more sentimental. Whatever i yearn to do since i return from US are no longer practical to me now. I have wasted my time away again. I have been living as if im still 24 for the longest time. I am 28 now. It's really catching up on me. I suddenly realised that i am at the age where people look for a partner for marriage. I realised that i most probably won't be able to handle a heartbreak. The risk of loving someone so much that you want to stay with her forever and only to realise that 3 years down the road your predictability and monotonous lifestyle have bored her and she no longer want you anymore. The thought of losing someone precious is just too unbearable. Same with the thought of missing the best thing to happen in your life. It will be lost forever. You can only hope that someday the next best thing will come along. I don't think im that optimistic. Some things just happen once and if you miss it, it will be lost forever. I think i have missed many of those things. I still have not learned from my lesson. I still can't identify them. And always at the critical moment, i let them slip away. Only to regret later and behave like a spoilt bastard. I at loss with what i can do with myself. Most of the time i run. I have been running. I hope i will stop running soon. I have still yet to make any decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuu2oC2xiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ygS7-2-Sn4/s1600-h/PB270048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuu2oC2xiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ygS7-2-Sn4/s320/PB270048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006787664238003746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends celebrating my birthday with me. It's really nice of them. We had a simple dinner and went to Karaoke. They even bought me a birthday&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuvloC2xjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ycr2USlus6M/s1600-h/PB270049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuvloC2xjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ycr2USlus6M/s320/PB270049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006788471691855410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuxEoC2xkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZymjtJsapZ4/s1600-h/PB250032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuxEoC2xkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZymjtJsapZ4/s320/PB250032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006790103779427906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In November, I went for L'arc en ciel's and U2's concert. Both are amazing. Especially U2's, they kicked off their gig with Arcade Fire's "Wake up" and got everyone excited. I went crazy. They did "Sunday Bloody Sunday", which i thought i can never hear live, on the pretext of promoting awareness of the situation in the middle east and Israel. The Co-existence of Jews, Christians and Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuzsYC2xlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F1Gtcj7dDkI/s1600-h/PB230010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuzsYC2xlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F1Gtcj7dDkI/s320/PB230010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006792985702483538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those who misses me, this is the only really really really really really really really really really really really really really really good photo of me. Treasure it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-7717395770888867461?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/7717395770888867461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=7717395770888867461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/7717395770888867461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/7717395770888867461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-2-months.html' title='Another 2 months.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeBmdkBZo4c/RXuu2oC2xiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ygS7-2-Sn4/s72-c/PB270048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-116006204251853085</id><published>2006-10-05T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:32:24.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months.</title><content type='html'>Yup! It's already 2 months since i left Singapore for the Suntec City of Japan (i'm surrounded by 5 mountains and in the middle is my town and a lake...). I tried to get involve with as much thing as possible at first but not having a car and internet for a month really cost me much opportunities to join activities and meet more people. Now that i have my car and internet, nothing much have changed. I'm still hanging out in my room more than trying to get involve with events at school or the community. I guess i'm suffering from some sort of culture shock. I have to get myself out of this situation or i will be wasting precious time and opportunities here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some updates. Teaching is tough! I feel really bad everytime after i screw up a lesson and have watch my fellow Japanese English Teacher clean up the mess. I try to prepare in advance most of the time but that only got me really frustrated because i keep finding myself staring at the text and can't think of anything at all on how to teach the grammar points with minimum japanese. And the fact that the teachers are busy most of the time means they don't really know what they want to do for the next lesson until the night before the lesson. Therefore, i don't know what i need to prepare most of the time (that explains the staring at the text). I hope i can get myself to take more initiative and get more information or communnicate better with my fellow english teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of work. Now for picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P9140144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P9140144.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;My second festival in Japan. This is a small one to welcome Fall.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P9140148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P9140148.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/IMG_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/IMG_0388.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Lunch time!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/IMG_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/IMG_0396.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/IMG_0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/IMG_0406.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;My school's backyard!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/IMG_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/IMG_0421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;My student doing Hard Gay...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/Image00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/Image00033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Japanese lion dance. My third festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P9220033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P9220033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;My office.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P9250038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P9250038.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Culture Festival. Third year students declaring their loyalty to Hitler...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P9250105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P9250105.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;End of festival performance. ROCK ON!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this update, i will have a picture that sums up my mood here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/PA040054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/PA040054.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-116006204251853085?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/116006204251853085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=116006204251853085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/116006204251853085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/116006204251853085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2006/10/2-months.html' title='2 Months.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-115847217734889756</id><published>2006-09-17T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:27:17.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of the Rising Sun...Introducing SadaWC....</title><content type='html'>Yes, i am finally connected onto the internet! I feel liberated! I feel i'm one with the world again! There are so much to share online! PHOTOS! MUSIC! FILMS! INFORMATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, a little update from Japan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in a average town call Shinano in Nagano Prefecture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shinano-machi.com/foreign/eng/top.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P8160001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P9140090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P9140090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly looking car on the right is my car. The outside of my apartment is like a little jungle with all the wild grass and weeds...took me 2 hours to clear the entrance's weeds with nothing by gloves and a grass shear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, introducing the SadaWC...Never would you expect this is Japan...&lt;br /&gt;(*Warning! Those with a weak heart, please do not view this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10201713@N00/246259926/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/90/246259926_462cee3c09_o.gif" width="200" height="267" alt="Sadatoilet-animate" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people here have been really nice so far. The people at school are all nice and friendly, although most tend to keep to themselves. I have a supervisor in School, who is the head of the english department and a english teacher. Under him is a another english teacher, who has only been in the school for 3 years. She is pretty young and is more enthusiatic about teaching and connecting with her students. My supervisor? Let's say he is an old timer, waiting for retirement and his pension. Typical Singaporean and Japanese type, just do what's required, nothing more, nothing less and fish off on the dot at the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you guys with a picture of my students. I made them do this for Molly's birthday! heheh! So CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/IMG_0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/IMG_0384.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-115847217734889756?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/115847217734889756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=115847217734889756&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/115847217734889756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/115847217734889756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2006/09/land-of-rising-sunintroducing-sadawc.html' title='Land of the Rising Sun...Introducing SadaWC....'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-115181112712885459</id><published>2006-07-02T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T11:32:07.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First and My Last...I love you all...</title><content type='html'>On the 15th of July will be LocalBarBoy's first acoustic set. Being the second worst or the worst (depending on which statistics you refer to), we have rope in another musician to improve our sound for this acoustic set. Sorry people, the singers are the same and this is the chance for you to hear our voice properly and realise that we are just a bunch of karaoke singers. Though, of course, we do sound better in a enclosed room and the echo knob turned up. We will be playing at the Art House at dunno-what-time yet. For details, please refer to &lt;a href="http://www.theartshouse.com.sg/event_details.php?id=404"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sad bit (well, for me...). If all goes well, LocalBarBoy will be having a solo gig at Home Club on the 28th of July. On my part, i want to make this a really special night for those who comes for our gig. Its time to put my thinking cap on and ingest more fun into our gig (on my part again). This will be my last gig and i hope i will be able to perform again after a year. Thanks to all of you for cutting me some slack on my vocal and my spastic dance moves. I try my best and hope that you enjoyed yourself, at least visually. (well, on my part again) Please continue to support LocalBarBoy and local music. I believe LocalBarBoy will be even better now with more of Ler's musical contribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All journey must come to an end and with each ending comes a new beginning. LocalBarBoy in Japan! Lets make it happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-115181112712885459?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/115181112712885459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=115181112712885459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/115181112712885459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/115181112712885459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2006/07/our-first-and-my-lasti-love-you-all.html' title='Our First and My Last...I love you all...'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-115140528386588073</id><published>2006-06-27T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:08:14.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time coming.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I'm lazy. I have not updated this blog for like a few months. A lot of things have happened during this few months which makes me pretty busy and tired at the end of the day to write. However, don't worry, i will have time to write again soon as i will be out of job again! YES! But instead of bumming in Singapore (Professionally) i will be bumming in JAPAN! YES! Say it with me brothers and sisters! JAPAN! Guess what? i will be there for a YEAR! Yes! Say it with me brothers, sisters, fathers and mothers, a YEAR! Ok, I have been accepted to participate in the Japanese Exchange and Teaching (JET) Programme (details can be found at the Japanese Embassy's &lt;a href="http://www.sg.emb-japan.go.jp/JET%202006.htm"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;). I will be assisting the Foreign Language Teacher there with teaching English. Cool? Cool? Cool? Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10201713@N00/176194739/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/176194739_aa51795b53_o.gif" width="200" height="149" alt="Smile-animate" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a little something to apologise for not updating for such a long time. Thank you Chloe for also being the one to take picture and so consolidating them together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-115140528386588073?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/115140528386588073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=115140528386588073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/115140528386588073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/115140528386588073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-long-time-coming.html' title='Its been a long time coming.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-114006527944354223</id><published>2006-02-16T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T12:47:59.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Franz Ferdinard tonight!</title><content type='html'>Yeah another concert tonight! Franz Ferdinard is in town! Ok, its not something to be that excited about, but in Singapore you don't get any good gigs coming in that often. The last concert i saw was "Dream Theatre" at the Indoor Stadium. Awesome! First prog. rock concert i've been to, although i was in the States before and totally love this music genre that time. Although i was blown away by band's instrument works, their showmanships, the crowd's energy, i couldn't bring myself to enjoy the show and let go of myself to the music. Why? Imagine feeling that somebody is watching or breathing down your neck throughout the whole show? I hope its not gonna be like that tonight since i got the standing ticket! Raba Raba, wink wink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-114006527944354223?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/114006527944354223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=114006527944354223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/114006527944354223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/114006527944354223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2006/02/franz-ferdinard-tonight.html' title='Franz Ferdinard tonight!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-113618083511307933</id><published>2006-01-02T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:47:15.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2005, Hello 2006!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/Image00047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/Image00047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started 2006 with a bang over at Cafe Cosmo with the regular "fine weirdos". It was great that we were away from the crowd and at a place where we can pretty much do whatever we want - dancing on the street, spin any music we like, make fool out of ourselves and engaging in public sexual acts. Year 2005 had been a bad one for most of us and im glad that we were able to dump that aside and enjoy the first day of 2006. This year will be a tough one for me. I hope that I can finally change and focus on what i wanna do(like getting laid?? :P). A video clip of the happenings that night at Cosmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia300215.us.archive.org/2/items/TheLoveMachineWAKEUPCAFECOSMO2006/P1010128.MP4"&gt;WAKE UP !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10201713@N00/sets/1724045/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; here. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-113618083511307933?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/113618083511307933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=113618083511307933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113618083511307933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113618083511307933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2006/01/goodbye-2005-hello-2006.html' title='Goodbye 2005, Hello 2006!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-113550133924387265</id><published>2005-12-25T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:02:19.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead is the new alive...or is it just me?</title><content type='html'>Hi people. It's been a long time since i updated my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i would like to thank those who have taken the time and resources to have dinner and drinks with me on my birthday. Thanks for the Ang Bao which really saved my life as i was going to live on bread and water soon if that didn't come. It's one of the best birthday celebration i ever had yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i want to thanks those who have helped me with my application for the Japan Exchange and Teaching (JET) program. You know who you are and i really appreciate your help. I have to write and essay for application and found myself staring at the computer screen and scribbles on a piece of paper for 3 days! Nothing written at all. It got so frustrating that i felt like killing myself and starting banging my head against the table...but being a wimp, i stopped once i felt the pain and a throbbing headache...useless MOFO! Thanks to those literate, capable and talented friends out there who helped me in during my darkest hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain has not been working well lately (i don't think it has ever worked well to begin with...), so im sorry that i have not been snapping any funning pictures or videos or surfing any interesting sites. Even my activities were pretty mundane...the usual drinking and hanging out with friends. Hmmm... actually i did done some interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lunarin Pre-launch party at Scarlett Hotel. &lt;br /&gt;I have not been to a house party for sometime so i felt a bit uncomfortable. On top of that, its weird trying to party with the band whose music you love alot and have only seen them performing. They are really a great bunch of people and have an exquisite taste for beers and other alcoholic drinks. I would have stayed longer if not for having an prior engagment the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A scene in Boku's new movie called "The love story"&lt;br /&gt;No comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Herstory Award 2005 at Zouk&lt;br /&gt;An event celebrating alternative lifestyle of the female gender. Awards were given to talented lesbians; Butches and femme, and also cross dressers; Drag king and queens. It was quite an exciting experience to see this in Singapore, however, i was amazed as i could feel that there was still a little reservation and uneasiness from the presentation of the event. A must mention is the strip dance done by the winner of the Best Butch Strip Dancer award. I have to admit that i was a little shock or lost for words when she took her top off revealing nothing but a spandex band that failed to cover her mammary gland,although she tried countless times to re-adjust it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A Pizza hut TV Commercial&lt;br /&gt;No comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Poptart on Christmas Eve at HOME!&lt;br /&gt;Excellent! Non-stop dance inducing music from DJ Maestro Adrian Wee, Aida and the gang. There wasn't even a chance to go buy more drinks. We were all stuck there! It was cool to see most friends being able to make it down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave you with a pic from the Indie Sticker Night at HOME. Picture provied by Joe Ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/DSCF3391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/DSCF3391.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-113550133924387265?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/113550133924387265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=113550133924387265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113550133924387265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113550133924387265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/12/dead-is-new-aliveor-is-it-just-me.html' title='Dead is the new alive...or is it just me?'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-113273881938939159</id><published>2005-11-23T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T17:40:19.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturation, Resolution, Execution, Condemnation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/DSC9818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/DSC9818.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Edwin. If you have read his &lt;a href="http://obfuscated-win.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; lately, you will know that luck hasn't been on his side lately. To make him feel better, i have prepared a &lt;a href="http://ia300221.us.archive.org/0/items/NatalieSohDonEdHambeingserved/PICT0006.MOV"&gt;video clip&lt;/a&gt; that will remind him of the glorious time he had...when all of us looked up to him and made him our Don EdHam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy lately attending to social activities and personal studies. There haven't been much time for settling my thoughts and concerns on personal issues. Some thing is happening this friday and i have been ask to comment on certain issue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't bust your wallet for dinner"&lt;br /&gt;"I would rather have a ang bao."&lt;br /&gt;"If no ang bao, i am in need of the following:&lt;br /&gt;1) Harddisk!&lt;br /&gt;2) DVD burner and reader!&lt;br /&gt;3) CDR &amp; DVD-R if burner included&lt;br /&gt;4) A pair of sneaker, it would be nice if its a Converse All Star.&lt;br /&gt;5) New underwears&lt;br /&gt;6) Quarter socks&lt;br /&gt;7) Cologne&lt;br /&gt;8) Handphone (low priority cos don't want to waste 2 year contact discount for cheap phone)Motorola rokr 1 or Nokia 3230&lt;br /&gt;9) A cheap earpiece for my Nokia 8250, before i get busted for using hp while driving.&lt;br /&gt;10) CASH OR CHEQUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i just wanna say that im willing to be given an ang pao so i can relieve you guys of going shopping for the stuff i would like to have...actually more practical for me...heheh...remember im a professional bum...cold hard cash is still the best for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-113273881938939159?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/113273881938939159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=113273881938939159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113273881938939159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113273881938939159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/11/saturation-resolution-execution.html' title='Saturation, Resolution, Execution, Condemnation'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-113142783142450274</id><published>2005-11-08T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:51:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time for a break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/DSC_0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/DSC_0714.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE Nat! For taking all these wonderful pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE to all those who went to Cafe Cosmo for our gig. Here i want to show my appreciation to the girls. Without you girls, our gig would be boring! Your vibes are infectious and send out such great energy that i feel like kissing all of you! We will honor you girls soon. And boys? Don't worry, your time will come soon. He he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before i forget, this is our official spokesman. Please go through him before us. Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/DSC_0739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/DSC_0739.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Its been a crazy month. I have been trying to go MIA for a while now. However, it just never did happen. There's jamming, movies, events, hanging out, friend's crisis, health problems and laziness. It's about time i do something about myself. Action! Action! Action! I need to get things going. Like getting a part time job soon, for some allowance. Hunt down a full time position. Think about my future (Go back to study, do my own business, go back to engineering or stick to passion). Work towards getting out of Singapore (A travelling job, or a job in the USA or Japan). To do this , i would need to work really hard on my japanese, which after 5 years of studying, still sucks as i can't really speak it. Another thing is my English language skills. The ability to communicate orally and through writing is very power. I have always felt insecure and handicapped about my English language skills. Imagine needing friends to vet through your cover letter or application essays everytime before sending it out! Slowly, step by step, you will get there sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, events for this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Nov 10 - 12 &lt;br /&gt;DesignEdge 2005 - Suntec - Cost? $250 for 3 days, $35 per day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Nov 11&lt;br /&gt;LBB Girls Appreciation Nite. (Pending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Nov 12&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Nat in JB aka EAT EAT EAT! (Pending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Nov 17 - 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sfs.org.sg/animation/index.htm"&gt;Animation Nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for?&lt;br /&gt;Mind game&lt;br /&gt;Mcdull, Prince de la Bun&lt;br /&gt;The Place Promised in the Early Days&lt;br /&gt;Kakurenbo: Hide and Seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Nov 24 - 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.resfest.com.sg/index.asp"&gt;RESFEST!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet to decide whether to go for individual screenings or just buy the 3 day pass...&lt;br /&gt;RESPASS (Limited passes available, $110 value)&lt;br /&gt;$88 early bird offer until 15 November, $95 after&lt;br /&gt;INDIVIDUAL TICKETS&lt;br /&gt;Film Screenings: $13 in advance, $15 at the door.&lt;br /&gt;Save money – buy in advance.&lt;br /&gt;Students get 30% discount (Student ID required).&lt;br /&gt;RESTalks: $15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Nov 18 - 20&lt;br /&gt;SEXPO - First exhibition on Adult health and products in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Expo&lt;br /&gt;Ticket? $15!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Nov 26 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lunarin.com"&gt;LUNARIN&lt;/a&gt; Album PRELAUNCH PARTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Im invited!! YEAH! WOOHOO! EXCELLENT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Nov 16&lt;br /&gt;SFS Free Core Screening, GV Marina @ 9pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Nov 13 &lt;br /&gt;Results of "Fly-by-night" competition&lt;br /&gt;Substation, 3pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Thats all folks! Will be more creative and write more interesting stuff next time. I shall leave you with a picture of our charismatic drummer, Cal. After Xiao Hong, you still have him to go through before you can get to the rest of us. Heheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/Cal-animate.5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/Cal-animate.5.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-113142783142450274?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/113142783142450274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=113142783142450274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113142783142450274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113142783142450274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-time-for-break.html' title='It&apos;s time for a break.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-113056376738439321</id><published>2005-10-29T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T13:33:54.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant. Banter. Bitch. Talkcock. Kaube.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/localbarboypow20050921cleanup%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/localbarboypow20050921cleanup%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all you people who have attended all or some of our gig. The last one was great! It was a liberating experience for me; using a wireless mic and having a crowd this big! Please forgive me if you feel offended by my spastic gestures, that's me when i let go and be crazy. I want to thanks those who body surfed me...im 63kg, not exactly that light. Seeing people dancing, smiling and having loads of fun during our songs really warmth my heart. You guys really gave me an unforgetable experience and i hope in return i have given something back to you during the gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry to say that we will be having another gig this coming friday. Yes, we did mentioned that the gig at HOME is our last one. But due to unforeseen circumstances, we will be having a gig at Cafe Cosmo. Please contact our spokesman for the official reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-113056376738439321?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/113056376738439321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=113056376738439321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113056376738439321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113056376738439321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/10/rant-banter-bitch-talkcock-kaube.html' title='Rant. Banter. Bitch. Talkcock. Kaube.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-113029380713863120</id><published>2005-10-26T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:30:07.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HISTORIA...RNDM...STARRY EYE SURPRISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/sharon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/sharon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received a news of a recent phenomenom! WHO IS THIS STARRY EYE SURPRISE? WHY IS EVERYONE SPOTTING THIS LOGO? All around the world, MSN Messenger's users have been seen sporting this logo. From Australia to London and some in USA, the number of users have been increasing steadily. Our sources revealed that the largest number of users are found in Singapore, a garden city island, south of Malaysia, where most people in other parts of the world still think that people here stays in tree and pee in the river. Except for some foreigners in Glastonbury who got a better impression of Singapore; they still thinks Singaporean lives in trees but in tents. All thanks to this amazing Singaporean who have helped improved the image of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/PICT0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/PICT0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have contacted our Singapore correspondent and will report to you as soon as we gather enough information on this mysterious phenomenom. Signing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 weeks was another crazy week. All the hanging out, jamming and performing really took its toll on me. I have to resort to MIAing to gather my thoughts, do some planning and study my japanese. Ok, first a report of the highlights for the past 2 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) LOCALBARBOY GIG AT HISTORIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/PA120080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/PA120080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) LOCALBARBOY GIG AT RNDM - HOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/DSC_0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/DSC_0267.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-113029380713863120?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/113029380713863120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=113029380713863120&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113029380713863120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/113029380713863120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/10/historiarndmstarry-eye-surprise.html' title='HISTORIA...RNDM...STARRY EYE SURPRISE'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112905091345068107</id><published>2005-10-12T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T01:15:13.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Karaoke again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/localbarboy20051012finalBIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/localbarboy20051012finalBIG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, please come if you are free for some local music karaoke style. As usual, lyrics are available for you to sing along. We are the last band for the night, so please arrive early for some beers and a standing place as it will be packed again, i think. Refer to the picture above for more information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112905091345068107?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112905091345068107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112905091345068107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112905091345068107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112905091345068107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/10/local-karaoke-again.html' title='Local Karaoke again!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112883562315632537</id><published>2005-10-09T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T14:43:02.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath of Newton!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/blad-animate1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/400/blad-animate.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what 3 crates of Qsing Tao does to you...A person of great importance thus his identity is withheld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, It was a crazy night on Newton's last night. The turnout was great with unexpected guests and new faces among the 3 filled tables in front of Benson's stall. We presented Beson with a token of appreciation for keeping us company and trying his best to reservce beers and tables for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/PA010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/PA010008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been another crazy week. I was down with flu, lack of sleep, confusion with human social interaction, Spirituality and lots of drinking and smoking. This gotta stop. The consolation for this week is the "爱心晚餐" or Dinner of Love &amp; Care (aka homecooked food) prepared by a Ah Lian who took pity of flu-ridden me and Nat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112883562315632537?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112883562315632537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112883562315632537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112883562315632537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112883562315632537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/10/aftermath-of-newton.html' title='The Aftermath of Newton!!!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112780080327783738</id><published>2005-09-27T12:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T14:00:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's bid goodbye to the old Newton. One last rendezvous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/Newtoncloseparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/Newtoncloseparty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad that things that are not broken are being fixed. Its like a neutered dog, losing its personality and character after the operation. I guess the same will happen to Newton. No more table no. 79 - 82. We'll have to remember new numbers. It might not be as near to the toilet as before. It might be total sheltered and we can no longer see the trees, moon or stars and feel the natural cool breeze. Things will be different from now on. The only constant in life is change. We can only treasure what we have now, enjoy it &amp; appreciate it, make memories out of it. The old newton will always be with us in our memories. Let's gather on Friday to mark the last night of Newton, our one last rendezvous with the great and bad times we had there. Say goodbye to a quiet and humble friend who has always been there for you and me whenever we need company, solace, silence or inspiration. And lets promise him that no matter how he change, we will always love him and be there for him, just like he has been there for us for the last decade. In good time and bad times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note on my previous post. &lt;br /&gt;Hell week seems like a movie script to me now, after some thought to it. From the start there was a build up of the characters to a high point, with LocalBarBoy gig on wednesday being the highest. Then the story just crashes down and became a rollercoaster ride from Thursday to Saturday. Sunday,as the ending ,was excellent, with good times spent with a guardian angel and a resolution with the main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the company and lessons you taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limited time only! Joe as a &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/TheLoveMachineHipHopJoe/hiphopjoe.wmv"&gt;hip/hop rapper&lt;/a&gt;! Will be taken off in a few days time. Just before he kills me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening now: Be with me soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Watching now: Jesus Christ Superstar, Wings of Desire&lt;br /&gt;Reading now: Multi Orgasmic Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112780080327783738?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112780080327783738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112780080327783738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112780080327783738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112780080327783738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-bid-goodbye-to-old-newton-one.html' title='Let&apos;s bid goodbye to the old Newton. One last rendezvous.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112758680401444091</id><published>2005-09-25T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T02:33:24.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Armageddon is near! Hell week!</title><content type='html'>It's as if the devil had issue a warning order to mankind. Hurricane Rita is hitting the US as i write now. There were mass evacuation prior to this causing all exiting highways to clot up with previously 2 hours trip becoming 13 hours. Many have died and are dying as i write now. &lt;br /&gt;Anba who is currently in the states contracted viral flu and had to stay in bed worrying about the 3 term papers next week. His harddisk crashed, bringing with it all his precious data, including his music collection and personal remixes or new tracks he had created with his heart and soul. With all these misfortunes, he worries for a friend of his and feel helpless for not being able to do much about it.  &lt;br /&gt;Shu believed she became a jinx when electronics equipments started malfunctioning when she is around them. Fax machine malfunctioning, copier refusing to warm up, computer crashing, street lights going off, GPS System OBEYING her command to connect, whenever she gets near them! &lt;br /&gt;And i have heard more from others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, this week has been a rollercoaster ride. Monday through Wednesday were spent preparing and jamming for our gig on Wednesday night. We'd put in the effort and was glad that the audience enjoyed our set. It was a load of fun and we hope to give you more enjoyment in the future. Thanks to those who were there and for those who couldn't make it, i hope you will catch us next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just went down from then on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions ran amoked. We worried, panicked, lost, pissed off, become desperate, cried, ran, drove, searched, rushed, relieved, waited, angered, hated, debated, deduced, assured, resoluted, shouted, comforted, counselled, tolerated, rested, laughed, played, joked, drank, puked, discussed, concerned, hoped, brokedowned...moving from one emotional spectum to the other. All is one but is one going to be All? I was told many times by people concerned about me this "I have told you everything...the rest of up to you. No one can help you except yourself". This advice became truer now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  浪子心聲 - Sam Hui&lt;br /&gt;  難分真與假，人面多險詐&lt;br /&gt;  It's hard to differentiate between real and fake, human faces can be deceiving&lt;br /&gt;　幾許有共享榮華，簷畔水滴不分差。&lt;br /&gt;  Few can share riches and fame, there's no difference between a lake or a water drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　無知井裡蛙，徒望添聲價，&lt;br /&gt;  Ignorant Frog in a well, gazed in its voice&lt;br /&gt;　空得意目光如麻，誰料金屋變敗瓦。&lt;br /&gt;  Holding on to its unsupport pride, without knowing his golden house is a dump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  命裡有時終須有，命裡無時莫強求。&lt;br /&gt;  When life gives you you're meant to have it, when life doesn't don't force it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　雷聲風雨打，何用多驚怕，&lt;br /&gt;  When there's a thunderstorm, there's no need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;　心公正白璧無瑕，行善積福最樂也。&lt;br /&gt;  A just and conscience free heart is like a flawless white wall,&lt;br /&gt;  Happiness is best found through good deeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　人比海裡沙，毋用多牽掛，&lt;br /&gt;  People are like sand in the sea, there's no need to hold on and miss them&lt;br /&gt;　君可見漫天落霞，名利息間似霧化。&lt;br /&gt;  You can see through the world, fame and fortune is like fog in a fleeting moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only slept a total of 8 hours for the past 2 days and is totally exhausted now. I have learned several lessons and hope that i will always remember them. Will write them down into my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have time to organise my pics and videos, however, once i get to it, be prepared for some interesting stuff! Here's a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P9030008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P9030008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/stuff-animate.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/stuff-animate.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112758680401444091?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112758680401444091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112758680401444091&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112758680401444091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112758680401444091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/09/armageddon-is-near-hell-week.html' title='Armageddon is near! Hell week!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112724152402492666</id><published>2005-09-21T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:38:44.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOCALBARBOY STRIKES BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/localbarboy20050921finalBIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/localbarboy20050921finalBIG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we are back with a few more new songs in our setlist. If you are interested , please arrive early as &lt;a href="http://www.hideout.com"&gt;Hideout&lt;/a&gt; is pretty small and we are expecting a few thousand people to come (just kidding! a few hundred that is.) As usual, expect local covers, low tech lyrics display, cheesy banters and lots of beer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quotes which i am trying to understand now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A dream is not a dream if it can be reach"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One must present something of equivalent value to gain something. However, in the real world you might not gain something equivalent to the amount you present. But that is not an excuse to not work hard for the things you want in life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast at &lt;a href="http://www.poptart.planetdreamx.com/"&gt;POPTART&lt;/a&gt; last saturday! Why? Cos i didn't drive! Drank myself silly and had fun meeting chicks and getting numbers! Oh..sorry that Joe, heheh. Anyway, by 4am i was gone and had to share a couch with Nat, who gave me some motherly love...Thanks Nat and don't you sick people think otherwise! Do take a look at the gallery for some pics that nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent movie watched: "Be With Me" &lt;br /&gt;Current listening: "Arcade Fire - Funeral"&lt;br /&gt;Current book: Catch 22&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112724152402492666?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112724152402492666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112724152402492666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112724152402492666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112724152402492666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/09/localbarboy-strikes-back.html' title='LOCALBARBOY STRIKES BACK!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112658954515698923</id><published>2005-09-13T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T13:32:26.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>Its becoming like a chore. Me english no good. Everytime update blog have to think of what to write and how to write. Me think me language process got problem. Or just a retard. When read good writer's blog, me eyes open big big and admire. Then become depress. Why me english no good? Thats why me left title blank. Don't know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last update, me done many many things. Eat, sleep, watch tv, watch movie, wank off, go out alone, study japanese and go for japanese class. Sorry, me forgot shit and shower. A list of more significant event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Saw Morphy live at Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;2) Saw Serenaide live at Esplanade and shot a video of them&lt;br /&gt;3) Saw Tiramisu live at Barnone and drank 2 pints of heiny&lt;br /&gt;4) Saw Pen-ek Ratanaruang's debut and 2nd feature. Finally, saw his Monrak Transistor on the big screen.For free.&lt;br /&gt;5) Volunteered for the Asian Film Archive and met new people.&lt;br /&gt;6) Ran,jogged and walked for 7km with LER at MacRitchie Reservoir&lt;br /&gt;7) Watched "Be with me" with free tickets from a contest. &lt;br /&gt;8) Watched "Red Eye" for free by crossing over to another theatre after "Be with me"&lt;br /&gt;9) Had me first jam session with LocalBarBoy after long long time&lt;br /&gt;10) Going through me little black book to find old flame for some loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a song from Monrak Transistor called,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "The Sad Soldier"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool breeze blows over the rice paddy fields of April...&lt;br /&gt;When the hot wind came, i had to leave...&lt;br /&gt;The Sad Soldier has to go&lt;br /&gt;He hugs his girl, tells her not to cry...&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your tears makes me sad...&lt;br /&gt;I, too, feel the sorrow of parting&lt;br /&gt;From now on, who will help you plough?&lt;br /&gt;I worry about you, i don't want to go...&lt;br /&gt;i remember it so well, at New Year&lt;br /&gt;I wore a striped shirt&lt;br /&gt;My sweet heart you wore a blue blouse&lt;br /&gt;I recall the fragrant scent on your cheeks&lt;br /&gt;I promise to be back by next New Year&lt;br /&gt;But this New Year im alone...&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you far away...&lt;br /&gt;The Sad Soldier longs for you&lt;br /&gt;He has to spend this New Year alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112658954515698923?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112658954515698923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112658954515698923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112658954515698923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112658954515698923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/09/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112542655911977209</id><published>2005-08-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T02:59:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet you in the place where there is no darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/help-yourself-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/help-yourself-21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Only you can help yourself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/bb-poster-preview1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/bb-poster-preview1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since that is true, that is all you can do then. Temporary relieve? Yes, of course. But it is a double edge sword. A spoil sport for others and further suffering for yourself. Whatever you do does affect others in a certain way. Cause and effect. That goes for doing nothing also. When you choose to do nothing, don't think that nothing is happening. Inaction is an action, while action can be inaction. Just like "Freedom is Slavery", "Ignorance is Strength" and "War is Peace". This might not be the truth but there is certain truth to it and its up to you to choose. And i have chosen to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/s0_4ax4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/s0_4ax4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subconciously, i like to dig a hole. I have been digging one my whole life, except for the 4 years break i had taken. Its a deep one. Whatever i have done so far all leads to the deepening of the hole. Unfortunely, i have a few episode where the ground gave way, dropping me deeper like falling into a bottomless pit. The white light at the opening becomes smaller and further away from my reach. Fight or Flight reponse is a human nature. I fought, or i think i did. Self-denial is a excellent pyschological response. It gives you a new reality and give you courage to do things. The white light looks bigger, but it is not. I've dug the soil beneath me to fill the hole that im in. Im happy that the white light is getting bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poem i wrote on my japanese blog translated into english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/thorns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/thorns.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu disappeared like yesterday, like the snow on the lake&lt;br /&gt;Mi alone, drifted along the street&lt;br /&gt;Koundn't grab anything with these hands of mine&lt;br /&gt;Oll the stars i have yet to touch&lt;br /&gt;Kan't return to reality yet&lt;br /&gt;Wat will happen in the future, i don't know&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, would you be there when im back&lt;br /&gt;You better take care of yourself&lt;br /&gt;U have a beautiful life ahead, i wish for you&lt;br /&gt;Naw what to do&lt;br /&gt;Rather, we will only know in our afterlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/TheLoveMachineAstrealsSnowflake/AstrealSnowflake.mpg"&gt;Astreal's Snowflake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112542655911977209?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112542655911977209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112542655911977209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112542655911977209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112542655911977209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/08/meet-you-in-place-where-there-is-no.html' title='Meet you in the place where there is no darkness'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112477546207181401</id><published>2005-08-23T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T14:25:09.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have forgotten how to .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/JohnBowler-Unconditional%273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/400/JohnBowler-Unconditional%27.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www6.islandrecords.com/thebravery/assets/popups/musicplayer/musicplayer.html"&gt;The Bravery&lt;/a&gt; - "Unconditional" (track 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent my whole life surrounded&lt;br /&gt;and I've spent my whole life alone&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I never wonder why&lt;br /&gt;The easiest things are so hard&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want something&lt;br /&gt;Something for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Something, something for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a beggar and I'm a chooser&lt;br /&gt;I'm accused, I'm an accuser&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's unconditional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold the whole world accused&lt;br /&gt;I've only got myself to blame&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why, I never wonder why&lt;br /&gt;The easiest things are so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want something&lt;br /&gt;Something for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Something, something for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want, I just want love&lt;br /&gt;I just want something&lt;br /&gt;Something for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Something, something for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a beggar and I'm a chooser&lt;br /&gt;I'm accused, I'm an accuser&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's unconditional&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112477546207181401?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112477546207181401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112477546207181401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112477546207181401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112477546207181401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-forgotten-how-to.html' title='I have forgotten how to .....'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112460456122686027</id><published>2005-08-21T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T14:59:19.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last dance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/blvdbrkndrms_lg12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/blvdbrkndrms_lg11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"There is no banquet that never ends"&lt;/span&gt;, so goes a chinese saying. I guess that apply to everything in this world. Nothing last forever. The only constant in life is change. There is nothing you can do about it except to be strong enough to accept things or have the will and discipline to make decision that maintain the balance required in life. Well, i think i have failed in this department terribly. This one year break have revealed many things to me. I don't not know whether i have achieved anything, but one thing i know is that several unforeseen circumstance occured and threw my life into a spiral. Its like what you see in certain movie, where the lead freezes and spins towards the centre of a spining, b/w hypnotic spiral, disappearing into the heart of the spiral. I have lost my focus and my direction. I have tons of questions but no answers. During my sleepless nights, i have always looked at my room door and felt fear. The questions are lining up against the door. Packed to brim. All hungry for their answer, which will release them from their self-imposed jail. Its their only ticket to salvation, paradise, heaven... Answer? I have none. I choose to stay in my room, in my seat, shivering. I don't know. I DON'T KNOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seek solace in music and films. They bring me away to a faraway place for 1 or 2 hours. In that place, i am free. Free to learn, to see, to hear, to think, to feel, to love, to cry... I have met people there whom have the answers or helped me realise the answers to my questions. The possiblilities. The cruelties. The comedies. The dramas. The sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally drained. I have lost a large part of myself. My past, future and present. I have reached the end. The end which is the beginning and the beginning which is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for my last &lt;a href="http://exodus.interoutemediaservices.com/deliverMedia.asp?id=244BE732-1E70-437D-82CC-2655B7E5D349"&gt;dance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Keane - Bedshaped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many's the time I ran with you down&lt;br /&gt;The rainy roads of our old town&lt;br /&gt;Many the lives we lived in each day&lt;br /&gt;And buried altogether&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Don't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll fallow me back&lt;br /&gt;With the sun in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And on your own&lt;br /&gt;Bedshaped and legs of stone&lt;br /&gt;You'll knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;And up we'll go&lt;br /&gt;In white light&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think I'm holding you down&lt;br /&gt;And I've fallen by the wayside now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand the same things as you&lt;br /&gt;But I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Don't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll fallow me back&lt;br /&gt;With the sun in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And on your own&lt;br /&gt;Bedshaped and legs of stone&lt;br /&gt;You'll knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;And up we'll go&lt;br /&gt;In white light&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112460456122686027?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112460456122686027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112460456122686027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112460456122686027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112460456122686027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-last-dance.html' title='My last dance.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112439254572143372</id><published>2005-08-19T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T03:29:21.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bro, Anbarasan aka King of Love's new temple</title><content type='html'>Famous for owning a pair of "Long Schlong Underwear" and using Marvin Gaye's tracks to seduce innocent virgins, DJ Anbarasan aka King of Love is the next biggest thing to look out for this year in the clubbing scene. Spinned along side legendary DJs like DJ"I don't know who", DJ "I don't give a crap" and DJ "huh, who?" from London to New York and finally having his own "residency" in god forsaken Minnesota, this medical student is spreading his love with his uniquely wicked mix of bangra, hip-hop, asian underground, rojak, teh-halia and tosai with surgical precision.  Sensational and still quite a mystery to the scene, he is said to be also a yogi with transcending powers. Nobody is said to have seen him behind the deck during his set, except for a pair of bobbing eyes, a set of smiling teeth and 5 white stuff on each side of the turntable scratching. Magical? Spiritual? Or is he just dark black? Check it out for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wksoundz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wicked Karma Soundz&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, just kidding about the above. You guys should check it out, although he has yet to upload his tracks. He has really been to London, New York and Chicago and had some of his stuff featured on BBC radio. Spread the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some local love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/blankwallseflyer11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/blankwallseflyer11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theobs.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Observatory&lt;/a&gt; is having their CD launch. Please support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112439254572143372?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112439254572143372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112439254572143372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112439254572143372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112439254572143372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-bro-anbarasan-aka-king-of-loves-new.html' title='My bro, Anbarasan aka King of Love&apos;s new temple'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112410648349463199</id><published>2005-08-15T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:03:18.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Premiere of "The Professional Bum" - so shameless</title><content type='html'>Premiere of my first 1-min short film about me, myself and the love machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.archive.org/download/TheLoveMachineTheProfessionalBum/directors_cut.mpg'target=blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/34193085_0fd75f0605_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be honest and criticise the part you don't like. (Your acting sucks! This is stupid! etc...). Just leave your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 weeks have been torturous... If you noticed my MSN nick ("i can't sleep") you will know why is it so. I just can't sleep. I guess i am stress for various reasons. Recent loss of great significance, guilt, confusion, frustration, hopelessness, confusion and more. For those who knows me, Mr. Donkey came knocking on my door once in a while. Maybe i should incorporated "Him" in my new project. Well, im still in this insomnia state now. i guess i have to try everything i can think of to shake it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i done since last posting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) POPTART!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/DSCF20321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/DSCF20321.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/DSCF2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/DSCF2035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) "LOST" viewing marathon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/360x140_galpromo_ep123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/360x140_galpromo_ep123.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an incredible TV series man! Mysteries plot, great acting and excellent cinematography. The background music and the way it's been edit makes each episode super engaging. Enough said. Go check it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The Sandman - Preludes &amp; Nocturnes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, i know i'm all of you have read it or know about it in one way or another. All thanks to Nat, i finally got to start with the first volume of the series. Done with it in one night, appreciating the illustrations and the intricate details of each stories. Gotta read more on mythology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/getfuton/main.html"&gt;Futon's&lt;/a&gt; new album - "Love bites"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112410648349463199?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112410648349463199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112410648349463199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112410648349463199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112410648349463199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/08/premiere-of-professional-bum-so.html' title='Premiere of &quot;The Professional Bum&quot; - so shameless'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112340517450459181</id><published>2005-08-07T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T03:07:58.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nat is the best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/Image00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/Image00019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she the cutest! And she is so nice to bring us around JB and having fun with us at the famous restaurant AYUB (refer to the first video for trip to Kuching), even though she is suffering from hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that did not join us, here's what you are missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P8060031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P8060031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P8060030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P8060030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P8060029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P8060029.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P8060028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P8060028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Cereal Prawn" and "Butter Clayfish" is awesome man!! Haven't had such yummy seafood for a long time. Not exactly that cheap cos i think they knew we are from Singapore so i added up to around S$15 - 20 per pax. After dinner, we went to Holiday Plaza for some dodgy shopping and proceeded to Nat's place for some product alteration. I got "Million", "The Wall - Pink Floyd" and "It's all gone, Pete Tong".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess for not being the "Kodak Moment" kind of guy. Im training myself to be one. Why? Cos at Restaurant AYUB there were tons of "Kodak Moment". The waiter snatching Shu's Milo Ice away and gave to somebody else although she had already taken a sip. A prata called "Prata Chicago" came with side decor and the letters RA in the center written with Ketchup. The dangerous sliding Gambing Soup. The speculation on what a "Prata Chicago" would be and the fact that we waited for such a long time is that the chef have forgotten how to make the prata, thinking that nobody in the world would order that. Stuff like that. It was a really fun and cosy night and i hope more people will come next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to POW last friday to check out &lt;a href="http://www.morphy.music-station.net/"&gt;Morphy&lt;/a&gt; (Eugene, you better thank me for choosing them instead of "The Bravery"...kekeke) after my Jap class. Im telling you its wrong for them to play there. Acoustic set is ok, but for a full band...no! The place can hardly contain her voice! Oh...the voice...so full and smoothing...its like you can fall into this meditative state just by listening to her voice. Of course Eugene has done a great job in providing groove bassline for some of the querky songs they have. &lt;br /&gt;Overall? 2 thumbs and 2 toes up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P8050018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P8050018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my favourite track &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/TheLoveMachineAlltheyearsMorphy/All_these_years__Morphy.mp3"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112340517450459181?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112340517450459181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112340517450459181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112340517450459181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112340517450459181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/08/nat-is-best.html' title='Nat is the best!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112276075509332407</id><published>2005-07-31T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T06:11:55.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esplanade....Life is boring without you.</title><content type='html'>Many people i spoke to were really pissed off by this event. Its a love and hate relationship, but it just boils down to not having any other choice. When you have no competition and have certain "influential" backing, you tend to become arrogant and undermining. Lets be gracious and forgiving. Thou shall not sink so low as to replicate what is inflicted upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P73100131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P73100131.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravo to this brave soul who have decided that justice must be served and reminded. However, "world class" facility will give you "world class" rebutal. Not happy? Too bad. What do you know about being "world class"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P7310012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P7310012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In view of this incident, i had a stroke of inspiration. This is my first so please don't laugh. I know my english is bad. I will listen to gahman and learn english again from westerners like The British Council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultraman, Don't kill our sparkle&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came out to stop the show&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing boos &amp; bottles will be thrown&lt;br /&gt;"Ultraman" they called you so&lt;br /&gt;You are only doing your job, we know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End on time so the US band can do their show&lt;br /&gt;"It was an issue of a few more minutes, not half an hour", someone wrote&lt;br /&gt;"An overlap in performance times would mean a clash in acoustics", the DO replied so&lt;br /&gt;"We can understand her(your) frustration", he consoled&lt;br /&gt;But he ends with a killer blow&lt;br /&gt;"Perhaps the audience, in the spirit of a happy festival, could have been more forgiving", he actually wrote&lt;br /&gt;Flaunting on how the audience has grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an insult to the audience and the band, just to let you know&lt;br /&gt;Your audience's satisfaction should be your major goal &lt;br /&gt;I bet your artists wants it to be so&lt;br /&gt;Instead of "Ultraman" stealing the show&lt;br /&gt;Or sticking anally to schedule and being cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, i beg you to consider what's written below&lt;br /&gt;Please give our local talents a chance to grow&lt;br /&gt;And stop "Ultraman" from killing their sparkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/thelovemachinegmailcom_2/Concave_Scream_Set.MOV"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; will take a long time to download. My choice of best performance by a local band for Baybeats 2005, Concave Scream. This is their main set and their &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/TheLoveMachineConcaveScreamEncore/Concave_Scream_Encore.MOV"&gt;encore&lt;/a&gt;, which the MC got reprimanded by "Ultraman" for giving the go ahead. Warning! As a respect to the band, the files above will only be available for a short while. Those who missed the chance to see it, please leave me a message and i will try to send it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112276075509332407?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112276075509332407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112276075509332407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112276075509332407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112276075509332407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/07/esplanadelife-is-boring-without-you.html' title='Esplanade....Life is boring without you.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112245539609309219</id><published>2005-07-27T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T00:18:59.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millions of Videos! Videos for free!</title><content type='html'>Finally, the videos are up! Cocka-nathan me did not update the software for uploading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/TheLoveMachineNiteinJBwithNAT/First_Night_JB_With_NAT.MP4"&gt;See Nat's patriotic performance and never before seen footage of her singing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Spanking_the_love_machine/PICT0037.MOV"&gt;WARNING! IF YOU ARE AGAINST VIOLENCE, SEXUAL HARASSMENT OR ABUSE OR JUST OUTRIGHT STUPIDITY, PLEASE DO NOT CLICK HERE. CONTAIN NEVER BEFORE SEEN FOOTAGES OF MOJO JO IN ACTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/thelovemachinegmailcom/Stand_by_Bed_part_1.MOV"&gt;Battle of the Sexes! Who are the cleaner ones? Mr. Edwin decided to find out by raiding all 3 of our hotel rooms under the inspection of Mojo Jo. Look out for Part 2 of this feature. Coming soon!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the film buffs out there, please support local movie and short film productions by going to the &lt;a href="http://www.screensingapore.com/films.php"&gt;"Screen Singapore 2005"&lt;/a&gt;. Catch classic movies from P.Ramlee, Eric Khoo and Jack Neo. Not to be missed is a never before screened Kungfu movie done locally as a tribute to Bruce Lee called "Ring of Fury". Catched Kelvin Tong's Fantastic "Eating Air" again and the controversial "15" by Royston Tan. Venues at AF or Art House and tickets selling for $8.00 or $5.00 for students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112245539609309219?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112245539609309219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112245539609309219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112245539609309219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112245539609309219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/07/millions-of-videos-videos-for-free.html' title='Millions of Videos! Videos for free!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112240457289739034</id><published>2005-07-27T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T03:10:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday stress...I'm wasting my life away.</title><content type='html'>I'm not gonna care anymore. If you have not noticed, I have not updated my blog for some time now. Why? I have a backlog of happenings that I have yet to mention. It just keeps piling up. Maybe I am anal, I would like the blog to be dated according to the timeline. Hell, I guess I'm gonna screw that and do what I want with it. It's really giving me additional stress, when it's supposed to be enjoyable. Maybe a part of me is comparing my blog with others and sometimes I get envious of others. Screw it! I need to wake up from my bloody idea. This part of me has never failed to get me down throughout my whole life. Since young, I was constantly compared with my brothers, cousins and friends by my mom that using comparision to judge myself have become second natured. You get impressed by something, then you compare and analyze your shortcomings, follow by trying to improve yourself and catch up to become that something. When you can't get there, you get frustrated and your self esteem get effected. You get resentful and condemn yourself for being useless and stupid. This comparision and envious shit doesn't get you anywhere except down! Maybe its human nature, I don't know. I just wanna get away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, feel so much better after spiting out that crap above. If you have yet to notice, I can't write well. I'm trying to improve so in the meantime if you find this unbearable, please visit some intellectual blogs out there. &lt;br /&gt;(I'm not gonna name any to prevent you from judging my definition of "intellectual")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted all my pictures taken at the Rainforest World Music Festival in Kuching, Sarawak &lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/yaptengwui"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;Please feel free to have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also taken tons of video of the performance and our little chit chat including a revealing clip of our sanitary habits! However, I have problems trying to upload them,thus I'm sorry to say that you might to wait for a while before they are up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baybeats 2005 was the weekend after we came back from Sarawak. I wasn't excited about it at all except for the few local band that was playing. As usual, they rock!! &lt;br /&gt;- Furniture&lt;br /&gt;- Serenaide (sorry nat!)&lt;br /&gt;- Lunarin (the acoustic set was surprisingly good!)&lt;br /&gt;- I am David Sparkle (This you have to read on)&lt;br /&gt;- Death of Cinema&lt;br /&gt;- Concave Scream (They rocked the house down man!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of the Esplanade. In my years of watching gigs and performances, I have never, NEVER seen such disrespect for the performing artist, the audience and even the event itself. Please read &lt;a href="http://geocities.com/hailtothebeef/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (Sunday July 23) for details. Shame on you, esplanade! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/1600/P7160035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3427/443/320/P7160035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://news-service.stanford.edu/news/2005/june15/jobs-061505.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;to be pretty inspirational. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay hungry. Stay Foolish. - Steve Jobs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112240457289739034?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112240457289739034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112240457289739034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112240457289739034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112240457289739034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/07/everyday-stressim-wasting-my-life-away.html' title='Everyday stress...I&apos;m wasting my life away.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112109097570783529</id><published>2005-07-11T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:09:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick from partying too much</title><content type='html'>Just came back today from Kuching, Sarawak. I feel like crap now...The whole trip have been just exhausting. Attending workshops, watching the main show and follow by drinking by the pool. Same routine all three days! We had lots of booze, tuak and cigeratte; everything except SLEEP and WATER!!! My throat went coarsed after the second night of shouting and cheering after the fantastic performing artists. I guess this lead to the viral flu im having now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althought the first half of the festival was plagued with minor technical program, the performance was excellent! I could see the rest of the group having a great time. Some even went into a trance, listening to the drum beats from the performer. Photos and more description of the festival coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got an offering for a job, which is totally unrelated to my major. Sigh...i really do need a career path. Anyway suggestion or advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112109097570783529?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112109097570783529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112109097570783529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112109097570783529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112109097570783529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/07/sick-from-partying-too-much.html' title='Sick from partying too much'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112024515308206773</id><published>2005-07-02T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T03:14:08.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Glasses!</title><content type='html'>Check this out! New glasses that gives me 180 degrees clear vision. Tested by Shu. Please note that now i can see you clearly from the corner of my eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos16.flickr.com/22878117_6cf95f38d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos16.flickr.com/22878117_6cf95f38d1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wats the best glasses in the world? FREE GLASSES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it sucks to be low on cash. However, i believe i have upped my skill in getting free entertainment. Check out these films by local film maker, &lt;a href="http://www.aweething.com/shortfilms.html"&gt;Wee Lilin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarawak next weekend! Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112024515308206773?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112024515308206773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112024515308206773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112024515308206773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112024515308206773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-glasses.html' title='New Glasses!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-112024328617787419</id><published>2005-07-02T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T14:38:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is the truth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what you choose to believe, i think. If you choose to believe the sky is red instead of blue, then that's the truth. But the sky is blue and you know thats true because you see it everyday with your own eyes. Wat about the blind? They can't see the sky is blue, but they have been told by those who can see that it's blue. Some blind people would have just choose to believe that the sky is blue. Some will choose to believe it's red or grey or black instead cos they refuse to believe the words of those who can see. Why? Maybe they have a strong belief in themselves. Or they are not totally blind but can see a bit of colour and when they look into the sky, they see red or grey or black and decided for themselves that the sky is red or grey or black, totally denying that they are blind or partially. The worst is they grandeurize their choice with literary flair to prove that its the truth. Statements written with conviction. Statements of personal opinion and belief disguised as truth of the world. Statements like those in the The Communist Manifesto or The little red book or The Satan Verses. Sorry, maybe those examples are a bit extreme. However, for some blind people who are easily influenced, they might subscribe to these well written and grandeurized statement. Why? They sound intellectual? They can't think of anything to refute it? The conviction in the statement reinforced their own doubt about the colour of the sky? Well, there is nothing wrong with them choosing to believe that the sky is red or grey or black. But if they feel sad about the fact that the sky is red or grey or black and choose to stand by that fact, without acknowledging that they can't see or refusing to believe the words of those who can see, then that becomes a problem. It becomes a hole that they just keep digging and digging. A vicious cycle. Why is the sky red or grey or black? Why can't it be blue? Am i always gonna be sad? Yes, i am and will always be cos the sky is red or grey or black. So what if i believe that the sky is blue? The fact is the sky is still red or grey or black. I will still be sad. And it just go on and on. Its just like wat i used ask people, "Can a donkey ever become a stallion?". In fact, there is no problem at all. Remember the blind people that just choose to believe that the sky is blue? Do they have a problem with wat colour the sky is? Well, you might say they are followers who just take wat they are given. If you think about it, they might be the smarter ones. They choose not to doubt and not to let it become a problem. They choose to accept the fact that without their sight they will not be able to confirm that the sky is blue. But wat do they get to lose? Why run away from the choice that will make you happy and glorify the choice that will make you sad? In actual fact, watever i have written above are all rubbish. They are insignificant. Why? Because whatever it is, in the end, you only have to ask yourself, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Between being happy and being sad, why choose to be sad when you can choose to be happy?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ignorance is bliss sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-112024328617787419?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/112024328617787419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=112024328617787419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112024328617787419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/112024328617787419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/07/truth.html' title='Truth?'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111876900636447735</id><published>2005-06-15T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T01:11:20.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please think of me...cos i cease to exist if you don't.</title><content type='html'>My grandma suffered a mild stroke again two nights ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the previous one, we felt less affected by her condition. Slurring speech, confused look and paralyzed on the left part of her body. It only hit me when i looked at her closely. How she have changed since i last saw her. She no longer look like the image i have of her in my mind. It hurts when i realized that. It became worst when i remember a thought i had during one of her regular sunday visit to my place. I was busy with my things. Selfishly, trying my best to be who i wanna be and do what i wanna do. She was never on my mind unless i see her. And everytime i see her, it seems that she had lost a part of her since the previous meeting. We are all so involved with what we are doing, that we don't even notice when she speaks or moves. Its like we have forgotten her and because of that she cease to exist slowly...like a part of her evaporates when we don't think of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i am being stupid here. But i hope i have something to remember her by in the future, so i decided to whip out my cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/19348794_7fa69a81ab_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always noticed her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she is in better shape now and will be out tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i end this, just wanna let you know that we had a terrific time watching Tiramisu finally play after a long absence. Their gig is always the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/19348793_dcc2a62d35_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only the love for performing that give you this kind of glow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111876900636447735?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111876900636447735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111876900636447735&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111876900636447735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111876900636447735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/06/please-think-of-mecos-i-cease-to-exist.html' title='Please think of me...cos i cease to exist if you don&apos;t.'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111834095841611922</id><published>2005-06-10T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T02:35:48.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maiden yearning for love...life is short</title><content type='html'>I woke up feeling irritated today. It has been like this for the past week or so. I don't know why. Is it because i have been smoking too much or the fact that my body is deterioting? I felt even more irritated after finding out from my mom, few minutes before meeting Edwin, that she had taken the car with "the kids" to my uncle's place. So, i end up running to NP, had a lightning speed lunch and "beam me up, scottie" to the library after a "Kungfu Hustle" smoke. Blood pressure shot up again when we found the video corner packed and had to watch separate shows cos only the individual stations were vacant. Here is the saviour of the day! AKIRA KUROSAWA's "IKIRU". Excellent film! The plot had been done many times and i have seen many version of it, but the storytelling by this film just get to me. I found myself tearing (not crying..ahem..) at the part when the protaganist started singing &lt;a href="http://readwritespeak.ameblo.jp/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://readwritespeak.ameblo.jp/"&gt;"The gondola song" aka "ゴンドランの唄".&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film is highly recommended for those who can't find a motivation in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111834095841611922?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111834095841611922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111834095841611922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111834095841611922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111834095841611922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/06/maiden-yearning-for-lovelife-is-short.html' title='Maiden yearning for love...life is short'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111799114498700245</id><published>2005-06-06T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:39:20.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you sing along??</title><content type='html'>WOOOO HOOO!!! Finally, we did it! Localbarkid had a successful gig on Wednesday, 01/06/05. We brought our lyrics board, set it up, got on stage and just had a hell of fun. All thanks to joe, who really psyched himself up before the gig to connect with the crowd. If not for him, i guess i would be damn nervous and screw up my singing. The rest of the band was great also. Cal and Eugene were damn tight while Alexius and Tim wacked their guitars like there's no tomorrow. I saw lots of people singing along and were just having a blast when we belted "So happy", "Mr. Fantesticle" and "Wallflower".  Man, this is first time singing on stage and the feeling is freaking amazing! Thanks to all those who attended the gig. I hope you guys had a great time. For those who are not there, this is what you had missed out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/17599929_945804a3ee_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken by Eugene's friend. Excellent shot! Thanks man!&lt;br /&gt;Smiling faces everywhere...love is all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be playing again in August! So catch us this time round! More info later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Serenaide on Monday at Bar None. Fantastic gig! She was wearing a pair of angel wings this time. So adorable!!! Well, Nat, i did it for lunarin; now its your turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://geocities.com/hailtothebeef/'target=blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos13.flickr.com/17602922_fda4c31df8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What you are is God's gift to you. What you make of yourself is your gift to God." - Carly Fiorina, Currently unemployed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111799114498700245?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111799114498700245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111799114498700245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111799114498700245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111799114498700245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/06/will-you-sing-along.html' title='Will you sing along??'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111735761559827642</id><published>2005-05-29T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T19:44:35.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No...it can't be....NOOOOOOOOOO!!!</title><content type='html'>That was what the almighty Darth Vadar said towards the end of the movie when he finally don his grim, black suit. All my fear and respect for him since young died off the moment he raised his hands and the word "No" resonanted in the theatre...(&lt;a href="http://darthno.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Get a taste of it here!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great jam last night! Cal and i confessed that we were quite nervous when the photographer hanged around during the first few songs. I hope we won't get any anxiety attack on the actual day itself. Please come check us (&lt;a href="http://joeng.sangsara.net/"&gt;Localbarboy&lt;/a&gt;) out at POW on 1st June, wed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. It's been a week and i have not yet done anything about the musical baton passed to me by Nat. Well, i will be honest here. Don't be disappointed by my selections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Total volume of music files on my computer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never counted no. of songs before, ~45GB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The last cd i bought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astreal - Projection EP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;song playing right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Decemberists - From my own true love (Lost at sea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5 songs that i listen to a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Queen - Too much love will kill you&lt;br /&gt;2) Mars Volta - Drunkship of lanterns&lt;br /&gt;3) Lunarin - Ariel&lt;br /&gt;4) Yo Hitoto - 一思案 （Ending credits song for "Cafe Lumiere")&lt;br /&gt;5) Nat King Cole and Nat King Cole Trio - The Christmas song (From 2046 - OST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2 person I'm passing the musical baton to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://obfuscated-win.blogspot.com/"&gt;Edwin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://yuanler.blogspot.com/"&gt; LER &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got a japanese electronic dictionary recently. Finally, no more lugging around big ass dictionaries! With this, I can now look up unknown english and japanese words anytime, anywhere in seconds! HAHAHA HOHOHO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16198186_3361fe6edf_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/16198187_281ccc015c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slick! Pro! Classy! Elegent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestion for a name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16198521_10edf137a3_o.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never fail to crack me up whenever we go karaoke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111735761559827642?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111735761559827642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111735761559827642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111735761559827642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111735761559827642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/05/noit-cant-benoooooooooo.html' title='No...it can&apos;t be....NOOOOOOOOOO!!!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111682736162452501</id><published>2005-05-23T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T13:49:21.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Bat Crisis!</title><content type='html'>Caught "lunarin" again last Saturday. I do admit that I like their dark, celtic (as Shu pointed out that night) music a lot and hearing them live is kind of therapeutic for me. I feel there's some repressed anger and frustration that releases itself subtly with surges of energy rushes in to replace them. I love that. Or maybe, they just remind me of "Tool" which I've always listens to especially when I was in the states. I had the greatest time of life my there and its cool reminiscing it sometimes. Anyway, the gig was quite good, damaged by some technical problem, but salvaged by the lead singer, dressed in all black and looking mystifyingly great all the time, letting you in with a little smile once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran out of battery (both) the minute they started. I will remind myself to stop doing stupid things like this anymore. Well, here's an older picture I took at one of their gigs in Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/15221173_0a48c606e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im inspired to be lawyer and a better man. Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111682736162452501?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111682736162452501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111682736162452501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111682736162452501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111682736162452501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/05/low-bat-crisis.html' title='Low Bat Crisis!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111626873589568433</id><published>2005-05-17T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T02:41:25.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The real Love Machine</title><content type='html'>I guess many have a misconception about "The Love Machine". Most would think "The Love Machine" is full of love. Full of love for others. Take note of the word "Machine". A machine have no emotion. It is built for a purpose. That purpose is to manufacture love for others. Genuine love? If you take manufactured love as real love, then yes its genuine. It's full of it. A machine feels no love. It's void of all emotions. It's capable of producing love that you want and love that you need. I'm sure you like it.  Sorry, i am wrong. The machine does have love. Love for itself. Self preservation. It doesn't care about anything exception for itself. It love itself too much to love others. It's incapable of love. You can be "loved" by The Love Machine but try loving it, and you'll discover that you will end up getting none back. Think Mr. Tinman from Alice in Wonderland. He gets a heart in the end. The real world is not Wonderland. So what does The Love Machine gets in the end? A pat, followed by "Stick around and keep spreading your love." Doesn't that beat getting a heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't being "&lt;a href="http://www.safesexmall.com/ts7721.html"&gt; The Love Machine &lt;/a&gt;" great!!??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111626873589568433?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111626873589568433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111626873589568433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111626873589568433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111626873589568433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/05/real-love-machine.html' title='The real Love Machine'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111618063278313189</id><published>2005-05-16T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T02:58:51.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance to the sun is good!</title><content type='html'>I have greater tolerance to the sun! We went kayaking today for the usual one hour and comparing with the last time, i wasn't that burned! All thanks to proper application of sunblock to the essential area. However, my skin still feels hot by the end of the day. Cure?  An old woman moisturizer, complimentary of my ex and endorsed by her grandma. As your parents always tell you, listen to your elders! I presume i will feel no pain tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat did a transformation today. Smartest yet. Prettiest yet. All dressed up for a wedding. Exclusive World Premiere of "Nat in Long Sleeve Shirt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13998711_01808a8514_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song got great lyrics. Do not attempt to listen if your chinese skill is limited to asking "Auntie, 多少钱？" (how much?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://china.zheteng.com/n757c6.shtml"&gt;Life's a Struggle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111618063278313189?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111618063278313189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111618063278313189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111618063278313189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111618063278313189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/05/tolerance-to-sun-is-good.html' title='Tolerance to the sun is good!'/><author><name>Yappu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12888147.post-111609308513483241</id><published>2005-05-15T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T11:48:24.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese! Japanese! Japanese! JLPT 2 Banzai!!!</title><content type='html'>Its already May!! I have 7 more months before the JLPT 2 Exam! Failing it last year was a major disappointment. The worst thing is i have taken too long a break! The other day (Monday) i met up with a japanese recruitment consultant who looked like Utade Hikaru (Dream lover...). I was so mesmerised by her eyes that when she tested my japanese, my mind just went blank! THAT WAS SO FREAKING EMBARASSING!!! The worst thing is i couldn't even understand what she was asking! She asked "why did i think of learning Japanese?" and i mistaken it for "Why did i think of working in Japan?"...My japanese really sucks...Mr. Donkey visited me that day and totally racked my self esteem. However, the Love Machine will not give in! He has sign up for the JLPT 2 prep course and have dedicated the rest of the year to mastering the language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with an excellent MTV that motivates my desire to succeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://ia108028.us.archive.org/2/items/We_are_the_Champions_Ver._HOMO_6.9/wearethechampions.MP4'target=blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos13.flickr.com/13846504_3223859259_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12888147-111609308513483241?l=thelovemachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/feeds/111609308513483241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12888147&amp;postID=111609308513483241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111609308513483241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12888147/posts/default/111609308513483241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelovemachine.blogspot.com/2005/05/japanese-japanese-japanese-jlpt-2.html' title='Japanese! 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