<?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-3489422559776619302</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:00:24.166-08:00</updated><category term='daily'/><category term='LOL'/><category term='radom'/><category term='9000'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='tf2 fail games'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='fish'/><category term='movies'/><category term='games'/><category term='music'/><category term='nothing'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='sad birthday happy'/><title type='text'>The Journal of a Deranged Jester.</title><subtitle type='html'>When slapping an "i`m cool" sticker on a poltically stupid newfag isn`t so cool anymore.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-2729821862333124743</id><published>2009-09-22T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:33:16.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drug Addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well today was my frist day as one of my multiple personalities.It was of course the drug addict.Yes, that's right the insanely high and buzzed out kid who seems to mellow out every so often in the need for a smoke or a maybe his bong?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So it was in my first two periods of class, which was unfortunately a double maths.I spent most of my time pretending to imagine my class mates as mysterious and some what erotic characters.During my time of being high i decide to instead of doing my maths work, create spontaneous stories to give a more background knowledge of my classmates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just to name a few , there was the Refugee Elf branded an outcast due to his height.The quadruple sister shaman.I got lazy during this so i combined them together.The shaman sister were wise , and of course sister, they were attached together with the umblical cords all interwining with each other.Unfortunatly , if was was to unattach it self the rest would be brain dead.There was also the Dwarfen Monkey price with the Bowl as a head,the mystical one legged purple horse, and the oh so pale dragon who has his period every so often.Yes "his".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So it was at recess that i decide to turn my drug obsession into a smoking problem, and with that during periods 3 and 4 all i did was make cigarettes and pretend to smoke them , and then putting the butts out on my dragon =D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It of course after lunch and after that i had sport.For those last 2 periods i had got nearly every single person on the field in trouble, for asking the simple question, "Do you have a smoke?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, for tomorrow, my friend Jackie has proposed that i become society`s "gay guy".This reffering to is the attitude,dress sense, and of course physical actions of what people would call, a fag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I mean like sir, my dragon told me that the intertwining blades is used to cut this parchment, and use the bleeding stick to do this thing called write..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-2729821862333124743?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/2729821862333124743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/drug-addict.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/2729821862333124743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/2729821862333124743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/drug-addict.html' title='The Drug Addict'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-1735867682988276497</id><published>2009-09-21T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:09:32.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>Multiple personalities ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well on another run for boredom at school, i have decided to become,dress and act like modern 21st century sterotypes.These may include emos, goths, drug addicts, sex addicts,rock member, a.d.d patient, having torrets, ghost whisperer,smoker, you name it, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While for most of you who don`t go to my school, well i'll keep you guys in the now with my multiple personality disorder ;D.The point of this is to relieve and make the last 2 weeks of term sem much shorter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, as soon as i enter or enocounter my friends i will quickly change and conform into the chosen sterotype, by my friend Michael.Unfortunatley, i had failed the first day as society`s chamelon, and told everyone i was an imaginary smoker, who had imaginary lung cancer and wearing imaginary niccotine patches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have not yet decided what to do for tomorrow but hope shall be there , when i turn up to school something random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where art thou /b/ has thus been deleted by the stupidity of a newfag...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-1735867682988276497?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1735867682988276497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/multiple-personalities-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/1735867682988276497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/1735867682988276497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/multiple-personalities-d.html' title='Multiple personalities ;D'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-4962374017849084748</id><published>2009-09-13T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:05:14.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad birthday happy'/><title type='text'>The Sad Sorrow of a bithday boy(an untold story)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;While listening to music, and rummaging through my papers, i stumble upon an invitation, an invitation to a birthday party.A party which was on yesterday.As i read through the invite , i stumble on the words " You Are Welcome to Russel`s Birthday Party".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those who don`t know Russel, he is a quiet and mild mannered boy in my class.He carry`s along a basketball on most days.Without knowing his true personality, a small portion of my class tend to resort to bullying as a method, of introductions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But on to the matter of the party.It was scheduled on Saturday 12th between the hours of 1500 and 2100.I was unable to attend due to a family matter.But what makes this party so bittersweet is the fact that out of all his classmates, he had invited, infact, none showed up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So as i confess, i say to that the extent of the human nature in my class is pityful.None,showing any remorse or a simple sorry would pass their lips to a boy who had no friends at his party.It was a day showing gratitude to someone`s existence and we all declined, as it was as nothng special were happening.To the realisation , that human nature is worthless, in the fact that no one cares for the emotions of others.That none of Russel`s so called friends bothred to give him a heads up that they`re not attending to his party, by not attending at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So to a late forgiveness, i say Kudos to you Russel, for going through a late and bittersweet birthday with the fact in mind that these classmates of yours are rejects of society.Being the only fact that they have the audacity to have smiles on thier faces with knowing they didn`t care for the day that a new life was given to earth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-4962374017849084748?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/4962374017849084748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/sad-sorrow-of-bithday-boyan-untold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/4962374017849084748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/4962374017849084748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/sad-sorrow-of-bithday-boyan-untold.html' title='The Sad Sorrow of a bithday boy(an untold story)'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-6492771507061358823</id><published>2009-09-06T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:04:42.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Spirit =D(yeah...right)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As a student attending the weary Chester Hill High, i seem to notice all of our students to be in a extreme state of melocholy.Tired and all they don`t have quite the energy to even let out simple meh,for any emotion when neccesary.I also being one of these loathsome candidates, actually bothered to try and cheer up these minge bags.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My solution?By scattering arounding shreded up school newsletter, flooding them with the yellow news, in a hope for maybe a laugh or to, at most the principal realising someone has the audacity to make the school littered in it`s own creation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This experiment came to me during a tiresome scince lesson when i decide to make shuriken, but instead stumbled on the idea of more than one blade coming out at once. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So it has been about 3 weeks in my progress of flooding the school in shreded yellow pieces of paper.In score so far, i have achived flooding all of the home economics building,the corridors of F block, and an unlikely place the gardens.I have also attacked the hangouts of some of my many friends.You people know who you are =P.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this was just a recap of something unusual i did XD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kthnxbai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-6492771507061358823?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6492771507061358823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-spirit-dyeahright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/6492771507061358823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/6492771507061358823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-spirit-dyeahright.html' title='School Spirit =D(yeah...right)'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-6275626255281166561</id><published>2009-08-27T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:57:04.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menacing Vibrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; A story about 2 young teens who have nothing to offer but the destruction of others.In an unlikely encounter, they meet in an unlikely situation ,and an unlikey resoloution. Friendship.Two of the most unusual people find themselves, in each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terry Cide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A young mild mannered boy, who has not a care for anything , in the world, let only anyone either.While being also hated by everyone, he discovers the rotten nature of the human and tries t avoid it.With the dark side of humans, he has created a solution , which unfortunately gives the victim inreversable pyscholoigcal disorders, but he doesn`t care.A yound mind who has no ends to the destruction of others, his mum must be sure proud of him.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inti Met&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A very typical unusual girl, the same age as Terry.Her views of the world a complete opposite to Terrys , but is based on the same idea as him. She bleives that human anture is rotten but, the soul isn`t, just the way we act,while on the other hand terry thinks of humans , as straight up rotten.She is pretty nice , but like all other girls she is also a pyschopath.She likes to corrupt the mids of those she hates, break the heart , and she also likes the playing with knives. Oh and unicorns. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you see, a story about those 2 who are labeled, by society as starnge take on the world in a whole different manner, casuing misery and hysteria to people they choose.It in an unlikely enocunter that they join and of course in time have intimate feelings for eachother, without knowing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-6275626255281166561?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6275626255281166561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/08/menacing-vibrations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/6275626255281166561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/6275626255281166561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/08/menacing-vibrations.html' title='Menacing Vibrations'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-5704368989308701893</id><published>2009-08-08T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:11:36.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it insomnia? Is it a tramua?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;No it`s the 40 hour famine.Yes peeps , by my own will , i am refusing sleep for 40 hours + to help World Vision , to support kids who don`t actually own the things i do. SO for 40 and more hours i will be up late either listening to music and or flipping thorugh some old stories, in hope of some entertainment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of this is of course done with out the aid of a caffenie based drink, or energy drink supplement.It had also came to my attention that the next day i had a martial arts exam, which of course needs my full health to perfect at my best.SO i kind of lost in this situation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO yeah this is just a recap of something that ahppened&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-5704368989308701893?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/5704368989308701893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-insomnia-is-it-tramua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/5704368989308701893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/5704368989308701893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-insomnia-is-it-tramua.html' title='Is it insomnia? Is it a tramua?'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-864679111958706834</id><published>2009-07-24T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:24:42.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tf2 fail games'/><title type='text'>The Epic Fail of a School Scrim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tfportal.de/gfx/screenshots/tf2/tf2_group_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.tfportal.de/gfx/screenshots/tf2/tf2_group_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well it was the in mist of granary, at exactly one minute past 1 o`clock and as The Blu(Hurlstone) got ready to attack. But On the other-side was of course the Red(Fort St) and this was`t no easy battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockets here, bullet shells there, and of course the splatter of blood was no exception.I, a humble scout,  ran my way to the middle cap , but unfortunately surround by enemy.We both founght hard for the middle, point , but the Reds rushed and destroyed our defenses. We we`re left wide open , as the re spawn time was a disastrous 20 seconds, giving them a large lead. It was just when i ran out they had already capped the last point. We had lost the frist round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more rounds came and we ha again lost those two.&lt;br /&gt;It was`t until the third round where we had enough blood and sweat to pull through and cap in a matter of seconds. Our plan had worked , until the fifth round where we stumbled , which created an opening, one where we had no chance of regainging any rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurlstone , had lost to Fort St in a match of 9-3 where we the losers lost gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Just so in future though, we intend to choose the map give the call on when to start =P.&lt;br /&gt;(oh and for those who are reading my blog, i had been representing , and not actually attending Hurlsonte, so yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-864679111958706834?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/864679111958706834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/epic-fail-of-school-scrim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/864679111958706834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/864679111958706834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/epic-fail-of-school-scrim.html' title='The Epic Fail of a School Scrim'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-2614690599676218393</id><published>2009-07-22T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:10:23.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9000'/><title type='text'>IT`S OVAR 9000</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just a video my friend had shown me , which included a very famous meme, involving a certain vegaeta and a power which was OVAR 9000!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/stn_XCo_dyg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/stn_XCo_dyg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-2614690599676218393?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/2614690599676218393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-ovar-9000.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/2614690599676218393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/2614690599676218393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-ovar-9000.html' title='IT`S OVAR 9000'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-1997621214699420552</id><published>2009-07-19T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:29:25.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Contradictions and Familys` Parodoxes(Wednesday 22th Of July 4:45 pm)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Well, on a night of chips, chocolate bars,and loads of soft drinks, it had came to my attention , when my cousin had quoted" eh , Jason , i don`t make your house all messy".It was after those words, that i reminisced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day where we had a family reunion and i had supplied him with a maxibon( as he was a guest of the house, and my family was hosting),well i had clearly told him not to litter in my house.So of course as trusting , as i was, i was indeed unfortunately lied to. It was the next day when trying to find my graphite pencil, i had discovered a maxibon wrapper in my pocket and of course was annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another event which flowed through my mind , was during a hot summer`s night i was having another sleepover. i had was indeed hot , and also bored, so decided i would get rid of being bored , by going on the computer.It was after a hardcore 30 minutes of listening to music when my cousin and told me too get off the computer, of course i asked why , but the reply was a dear , my house my rules statement, which also made him saying that when i`m at your house it`s your rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now your asking why this has to do anything with a contradiction, because when it was time for me to leave , and return to my home, i had wanted my cousin to stay for a couple of minutes, so my dad agreed.I was on the computer for a few seconds , getting it to start up, and what do you know, he pushes me off the chair, damaging my head ,and quoting"that since he is the guest he had first choice of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah i`v given you another recap of what happens daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-1997621214699420552?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1997621214699420552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/contradictions-and-familys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/1997621214699420552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/1997621214699420552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/contradictions-and-familys.html' title='Contradictions and Familys` Parodoxes(Wednesday 22th Of July 4:45 pm)'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-7838213111769871575</id><published>2009-07-15T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:29:05.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish'/><title type='text'>Insanqarium Deluxe but with still waters (Wednesday 15th of July 9:32pm)</title><content type='html'>Well i`m up late wathcing the chaser`s and nothing much happened today, in terms of family realted stupidty, but i got to unlock like 12 new awesome pets in "insanquarium deluxe" and i still have 2 pets , to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last levels are so ember,they expect me to gather up the max amount of money to recieve my last pet , but wait that`s not the part that`s ember , they expect me to do it 3 TIMES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well,there were no dramas today , as ofcourse for now , but there sure will be one tomorrow.(hoping not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah BAI :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-7838213111769871575?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/7838213111769871575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanqarium-deluxe-but-with-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/7838213111769871575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/7838213111769871575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanqarium-deluxe-but-with-still.html' title='Insanqarium Deluxe but with still waters (Wednesday 15th of July 9:32pm)'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489422559776619302.post-6723156318712640225</id><published>2009-07-13T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:29:53.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Logic of Popcorn and Family Feuds (Tuesday 14th July 4:29pm)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, it`s been an hour since coming back from watching 'Transformer 2' , which was awesome, and of course i brought home some popcorn which was left over because me and my 2 cousins were unable to consume it all. So after bringing home the popcorn home , i had placed it on the table and decided i would go and listen to some music.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was now an hour later , where i had heard my dad come home by him yelling at my little brother who is just 8 due to the fact that he had no knowledge of where to place my father`s own rubbish,which seems pretty redundant as it was my dad who had created that amount of rubbish , and was forcing my little brother to labor as a slave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But back to the point, as i had heard my loathsome dad yell at my little brother, he had also decided to have a go at me for no apparent reason , other than him needing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disperese&lt;/span&gt; his "supreme anger on another", and so &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Quote] why did you buy all this popcorn, (saying it ot my mother) does'nt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this stupid boy know that money has to be earned,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and then i said , but i had bought it because it was cheaper, (which then had me having to explain why it was cheaper)so dad, the 3 of us each was very thirsty so we decided to all but large drink ,and in my mind i had know that medium popcorn would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fulfill&lt;/span&gt; our hunger , &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the man behind the counter had stated that, there is no point of buying in buying a medium popcorn and 3 large drinks and paying a tiresome 25 dollars, while you can buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; at large but paying a certain 5 dollars less. So of course , knowing my dad i choose the cheaper offer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But of course in my family it`s pretty redundant in arguing to win over your point as my stubborn father had already decided to go with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;arguement&lt;/span&gt; "that i should just buy as much as i could" eat , so i was pretty screwed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fortunately , my mother had been listening and had made sense of my claim and i had to explain it a once more time , which convinced her to tell my father that i was right, and in the dim corner of his eye,he was trying to say sorry , but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;did'nt&lt;/span&gt; want it because i had already obtained another of those silent wins. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that ends my first , but not last of these daily problems that i face,but overcoming them is such a hassle.&lt;/3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489422559776619302-6723156318712640225?l=scaredlaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6723156318712640225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/logic-of-popcorn-and-family-feuds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/6723156318712640225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489422559776619302/posts/default/6723156318712640225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scaredlaughter.blogspot.com/2009/07/logic-of-popcorn-and-family-feuds.html' title='The Logic of Popcorn and Family Feuds (Tuesday 14th July 4:29pm)'/><author><name>Headache Syndrome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09218556962860221488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fyYMxhA9SGs/SlwgpITVWAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yyS_KM36Sys/S220/new+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
