Read an interesting read like 5 minutes ago and thought I should share it with everyone here :)
Credits: Teo Cheng Wee of straighttalk (ST)
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Pssst... want to hear a joke? Once there was a guy who mentioned in a newspaper column that he was looking for a girl who could make him laugh.
The end.
Hahaha. I know you are doubling over with laughter now - or maybe not, if you are like me.
In case you are still figuring out, the guy in question is me, writing a "single on Valentine's Day" article two months ago.
I didn't think that statement, inserted as a short quote at the end of the story, would bring so much amusement to the people around me. But it did.
The colleague who sat next to me dramatically swung around in her swivel chair and guffawed: " I didn't know you were looking for a comedienne."
Among my friends, the joke was : You won't need sex to entice this fellow, just make him laugh.
One reader was even motivated enough to write to me: " Why do you ened a girl to make you laugh? It tells me that you are very uptight. What if your woman needs you to make her laugh? Can you do that?
"If you need to get a girl that make you laugh, look for Patricia Mokof Channel 8. I am sure she will be able to recommend a friend or two."
Still, I think humour is a painfully underrated virtue - yes, a virtue - and one that not enough girls possess.
I have to confess: I didn't think it would have been such a great deal if a girl said she had wanted a guy who could make her laugh.
Afterall, like carrying the shopping bags, opening the door and giving her a lift home, making jokes is deemed a duty of the man.
Don't believe me? Just observe a typical date, or a gatheromg pf both guys and girls.
More often than not, it's the men who are in charge of making the women laugh.
The men rib the women about something the latter said wrongly, poke fun at themselves, or make quirky observations about life and people they know.
The girls' responsibility is to sit there and giggle, hands over their mouths.
This is all good, actually. Guys dig this. Trust me. We like to think we're just natrually funny but at the back of our heads, we constantly do it because it gives us a nice ego boost.
This is the man's precious chance to hold court, direct the show and get some much-needed attention from the fairer sex.
If you hear a man laugh when he's with a girl, it's not the girl's doing, it's the dude laughing at his own joke - and probably sniggering that she's probably eating out of his hand.
Still, it's nice if some laughs can go the other way as well. We men enjoy a chuckle, too.
Too bad girls don't usually know how to deliver the goods. When was the last time a girl made you laugh as hard as a guy?
Sure, it happens, Just not very often.
Maybe because they are comfortable with the status quo. Or the fact that it's unbecoming for girls to be self-deprecating and poke fun at themselves.
Or they haven't had enough training to do realistic imitations of their stupid boss.
Or that they are too busy with shopping to notice that weirdo with that bad hairdo who looks like our university lecturer.
For me, humour is vital because, at its core, laughter is a sign of happiness. Nobody laughs when he or she is sad.
If a couple can share a sense of humour, they can communicate. Call it clicking, chemistry or simply sharing the same wavelength.
It is also a great relationship lubricant. When things go wrong, and misunderstandings happen, there are few better ince-breakers or ways to smooth things out than laugh at how silly the two of us have been when we quarrel.
Of course, I'm not looking for a girl who can only make me laugh. Even if someone can do it so well I find it hard to breathe, I'm not about to fall head over heels in love, if say, she tortures kittens.
But ultimately, I feel that girls who have that rare, true sense of humour are to be treasured.
They're invariably cheerful, optimistic and easier to get along with They can see the brighter side of life, roll with the punches and take things in their strides.
Even if an asteroid crashes here tomorrow, at least we can say: We had a fun ride while it lasted.
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I don't get quite agree with the 'nobody laughs when he or she is sad' la. Because I remember so clearly I was laughing and making someone laugh during our breakup session. Was I sad? Yes, painfully sad. But still, I laughed and tried to make him laugh, out of what I do not know. Perhaps, I only wanted him to remember my happy smiling face. Perhaps I only wanted to numb my pain - afterall they did say laughter is a good painkiller? Perhaps, at the very end I was trying very desperately to shield those tears. Perhaps, I didnt want him to see the excruciating pain in my eyes. Perhaps, I was just creating a new illusion to start of a new beginning. Perhaps, the only thing I am familiar with expressing is joy and laughter. Pain is something I have yet to successfully learn to deal with in front of people. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.. a smile is all I wish to leave him to remember me by. Oh well. I hurt, I laughed. Haha.
Enough of my nonsense. Nonetheless, laughter is really good medicine and I do agree that laughter is an important virtue. Afterall, laughter does usually well you up with happiness, with you feeling warm and fuzzy inside doesn't it? (I'm not talking about those ying siu laugh that you do to 'react')
So, go on, make that person next to you laugh today :) You might just become he gem he wants :)
Had a dream last night, took a trip down memory lane and the illusions of yesterdays flashed past me once again. I woke up, wondering what you have done this time around and heaved a sigh of regret. No saddess, no pain, no hurt. Just a huge wave of sympathy, and a wish that you would grow up. You are like a child, so much like a child. So much so if I wondered if you would ever become an adult. I worry about you and the amount of sadness and sleepness nights you might have put the many people who cares about you, through. Grow up dear boy.. don't disappoint anymore. Life is too short for disappointments and regret. Read the article and it brought back many wonderful memories of you and I acting like little children. Silly antics, with you talking like a silly child, acting cute.. I wonder, was our relationship a child-like one? I do not know still what you meant by having a practical relationship. I do not understand why you suddenly made me call you darling. But what I know was, from that instant you asked that of me, something changed. It changed, from a dreamy wonderland to something I cannot give. How to be someone I am not. How not to be silly and happy? How to be an adult? And I wonder now, are you happy? Does she make you laugh as hard as I do? Is a practical relationship an adult relationship? I don't know a lot of things, but what I know is, becoming the two of you right now is what I would never want, ever. But yet a part of me fears that I might take this path without the dreamy sparkles, the fun and the laughter. That I can't be silly, can't be a child. Perhaps, I have so much growing up to do.Perhaps Leon is right. Perhaps I am just so scared of remembering the happy times. Perhaps I am just being too hard on myself, to pack the pain away, not sharing, not telling. Perhaps I am just too fond of taking it all in by myself, retreating into a painful loneliness when the tears come. I have just so much baggage. Not because of the love I have for you. It has diminished into loneliness. But of the respect I had for you and myself - I lost them. For the fear that I would be betrayed right under my nose. For the loneliness you cruelly bestowed on me when I needed someone the most. For the support you stashed away for someone else when I painfully needed some. For the many excuses my ears numbly heard. For the amount of dignity you robbed from me when you lied. So much I fear to go through again. The most of all, you robbed me of my confidence and respect for guys. He who says he would never cheat, cheats the most.Perhaps.. one day I will be ready.. ready to trust, ready to believe.. ready to be a child again. Perhaps.. perhaps..But until then, I shall smile when I can, laugh when I am happy, and perhaps try to learn share when I am sad.And yes, we did have a fun ride, while it lasted. When you made me happy, you really made me happy. But when you made me mad, all I wanted to do was to separate your head from the rest of you :p Tired. Maybe I'll update later. Sorry if there are spelling mistakes. Didn't check and too lazy to reread the article.
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