<?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-30030924</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:44:34.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sam's</title><subtitle type='html'>Samantha Ho
25.04.87</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-7621510461933630468</id><published>2007-05-08T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:30:09.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOTE: SHIFTED.Have been having problems with creating a new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving has been pretty bad today. Circuit's just not my thing. Haha. BUT, I'll make it work before my TP date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when someone stepped on your 'toes' or 'nerves'? Wells, you realise it and then either screw that person, hate that person for life or step back and take a breath; deal with it with a calm mind and probably forgive and forget- Like, maybe think about it and figure out what went wrong. I'd prefer the latter. As one gets older and wiser, it'd dawn upon you that it is not worth it to adopt the former. I mean you wouldn't always be right about something until you took time to read into it. And hence, if he or she incurred my wrath and mean words start coming out from my mouth like verbal vomit, I believe I'm gonna regret it after I have cooled down and realised whatever I have said totally aint cool at all and so what's the point of jeopardizing that relationship through hurting people's feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happens if You stepped on someone else's toes or nerves? Unless those 'toes' or 'nerves' belongs to Mr/Ms Impulsive or Childish (whoops), then maybe you should be glad if he/she didn't grab his/her neighbour's butcher knife and run after you 12184634 streets. At most, they'd shoot verbal insults and pass disgusting comments because they aint using their large brains and then they think that they are the hottest kids in town which totally aint true. (Yup, they said it is "venting off the anger" but sometimes, it is not really necessary to get things off your chest.). If they’re being unreasonable, I'd suggest you ignore it. If it is otherwise, maybe realise it from whatever hints the other party drops and think about the whole situation. Apologise if need be but usually a meal and some booze or tea (if you’d prefer) and a good talk session should do the job. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. Randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you give me faith?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-7621510461933630468?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7621510461933630468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=7621510461933630468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7621510461933630468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7621510461933630468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/05/driving-has-been-pretty-bad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-2460643495835898438</id><published>2007-05-07T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T01:06:05.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup. Holidays kicked in. And it feels great waking up knowing that, for now, there are no lectures to attend. Maybe a little lost cos 3 months is really a helluva time. Getting things done pretty slowly and all I can think about is play, play, play. First up: the trip to the zoo. It was great cept most animals were lazing around on this bright sunny day. And then, we rented many vcds to watch for the week. (ok.two's quite alot, right?) Time with dear boy always passes like, how a tornado sweeps every thing off the ground. Ha! And sooo... some lovely things.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061493283259968370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rj4JUv28a3I/AAAAAAAAALI/XpH9Xa-Hywc/s320/Photo-0017ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rj4GQP28azI/AAAAAAAAAKo/WTWml2rL3U0/s1600-h/Photo-0015a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061489907415673650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rj4GQP28azI/AAAAAAAAAKo/WTWml2rL3U0/s320/Photo-0015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; alrighty, next up: I'm hoping monster candy makes it for kite flying coming wednesday, more driving, driving and driving. And of cos, a job that gives me dollar notes so that I can do what most girl's do best with her girlfriends- shop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-2460643495835898438?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2460643495835898438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=2460643495835898438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2460643495835898438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2460643495835898438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/05/yup.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rj4JUv28a3I/AAAAAAAAALI/XpH9Xa-Hywc/s72-c/Photo-0017ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-9040536318140594746</id><published>2007-05-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:50:41.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>out.no school.no school.no school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-9040536318140594746?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/9040536318140594746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=9040536318140594746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/9040536318140594746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/9040536318140594746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/05/out.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-870526310990607005</id><published>2007-05-01T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:10:09.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZqxl57PeL8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZqxl57PeL8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time I actually took note of the lyrics and the mtv even though it has been in my itunes playlist for 2746234 years. I got addicted. Its kinda a sad mtv. but, enjoy. Love the tattoos and the electric guitar strummings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's seriously jinxed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-870526310990607005?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/870526310990607005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=870526310990607005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/870526310990607005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/870526310990607005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-time-i-actually-took-note-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-62746130042026164</id><published>2007-04-30T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T01:33:26.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RjTV6v28ayI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VEa5gZMpy1U/s1600-h/501895.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058903486699957026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RjTV6v28ayI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VEa5gZMpy1U/s320/501895.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are good at making friends and when the joyful moment arrives, you make the most out of it. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you. son. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be. You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, wa laos..I forgot my spa amenities, tea table, mahjong table, dog and huge swimming pools... ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the link (that looks abit weird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[URL=http://drawahouse.com/houses/show.asp?houseID=501895&amp;amp;houseHash=0add7263b0934f038098b7e432c000e9]&lt;br /&gt;[IMG]http://drawahouse.com/houses/2007/4/29/501895_t.gif[/IMG]&lt;br /&gt;Click here to view my house[/URL]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-62746130042026164?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/62746130042026164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=62746130042026164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/62746130042026164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/62746130042026164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/based-on-your-drawing-and-10-answers.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RjTV6v28ayI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VEa5gZMpy1U/s72-c/501895.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-8255333424656002484</id><published>2007-04-27T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T02:00:18.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm 20. Its the big-o-figure-2. And, i'm not really sad about growing old, being another step closer to adulthood. Nope. Not at all. Not when I know that I'm filled with love. Love from everybody around me-my family, my gurls, my friends and a special addition, my boy. And I love you, CAROL LIEW and LEE MEOW ZHI. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a paper on the 25th, and another, on the 26th. Kinda spoiled everything but your surprises made me pondered over the true meaning of friendship and the importance of it all. True great friends are indeed like rare diamonds. (: And once again, carol liew kai ting, i shall nag: you better study hard for your remaining papers. I know you've put in lots and lot and lots of efforts for the video. haha! *touched* LOL. Wells, the 20th birthday wouldnt be meaningful without the effort of you two beloved girls. We'll definitely be friends for life. 7 years of friendship and counting. The video's truly endearing. Many thanks to all who participated in the video in one way or another. The surprise was a short one but no worries! we'll play hard and resume tai tai status when the holidays kick in! woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.oh, and i'm seriously surprised at the birthday surprises we can plan for each other's birthday. It just gets better every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zbSZBGF0JSw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zbSZBGF0JSw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH, I think this post is mushy. PUI.&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, I think the effect will be better if you play it with the above video. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-8255333424656002484?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8255333424656002484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=8255333424656002484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8255333424656002484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8255333424656002484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-20.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-358604823994880314</id><published>2007-04-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:35:17.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Take a look around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you see it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See that you are the only real face in the room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one here has a clue what your feelin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't feel bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep your sadness alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at all these happy people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living their lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at all these plastic people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing insideLook at all these shallow people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telling their lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at all these empty people, people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The misery loves company&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The misery was looking for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness, a face that don't look good on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The misery is looking for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoa, misery's my company&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoa, misery is looking for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you redefined imperfection(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-358604823994880314?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/358604823994880314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=358604823994880314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/358604823994880314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/358604823994880314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/take-look-around-dont-you-see-it-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-3218811716399669956</id><published>2007-04-23T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:14:11.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first paper was oh-my-god-did-i-actually-study kind of paper. I tried to vomit out shit but spend most of the time staring at the clock, listening to the thunder, watch the clock in the hall drop and glass cover shatter(it really dropped and even shocked Joon), watch the invigilators pace around and sniffing for the smell of cadavers. okay, I kinda exaggerated but I know you get my point. And, its not that I didnt try to memorise shit, as evident in my post below.-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS, 1 down...4 more. FOUR. eeyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-3218811716399669956?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3218811716399669956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=3218811716399669956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/3218811716399669956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/3218811716399669956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-first-paper-was-oh-my-god-did-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-5412921627816775261</id><published>2007-04-22T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T00:21:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rio5p8KL6OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/7xvzcybCHZQ/s1600-h/chubby-hubby-36395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055916924363073762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rio5p8KL6OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/7xvzcybCHZQ/s320/chubby-hubby-36395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a tub of whats on the left with dear Mr S. followed by a dip in the pool after the pool is closed. I must say..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its REJUVENATING.weeeee.....(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-5412921627816775261?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5412921627816775261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=5412921627816775261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/5412921627816775261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/5412921627816775261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-had-tub-of-whats-on-left-with-dear-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rio5p8KL6OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/7xvzcybCHZQ/s72-c/chubby-hubby-36395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-2040699938364387352</id><published>2007-04-21T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T10:51:19.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>study, study, study..everybody in freaking N*S are studying. I've been studying for the past few days too. And I'm very very sure nothing went in. I think I've been studying shit for shitty modules and I'm feeling shitty because those shit stuff havent been absorbed into the puny brain of mine. SHIT. shit. shit.shit. Can somebody pass me the toilet paper. wanna clean up the shit. Oh man, i think i'm talking shit. GRrrrrr....cant wait for 3rd may! -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-2040699938364387352?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2040699938364387352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=2040699938364387352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2040699938364387352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2040699938364387352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/study-study-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-3959707015668198293</id><published>2007-04-12T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T23:14:59.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As from SAM's dictionary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definition of good food: good quality (as perceived by sam) ,good company.BURPppp. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;definition of bad phone: dies within half a day irregardless of having it charged the night before. Heats up by itself and risk exploding when in use.&lt;br /&gt;definition of nice study partners: funny, retarded, crazy, snacks while studying, drinks gui hua with salty biscuits, plays with soft gummies or any sort of monster candy. hoho. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-3959707015668198293?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3959707015668198293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=3959707015668198293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/3959707015668198293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/3959707015668198293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-from-sams-dictionary.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-4061674733331197378</id><published>2007-04-10T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:07:29.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uncertainty catches up with us all the time in our lives. I mean, u can never be too certain about anything; even mixing red and blue paint together wouldnt necessarily give you purple. The state of uncertainty is scary; destroys the impetus in people to get things done. And,sometimes, you have got to take a stand, keep to it and be sure that "uncertainty"  lags far behind you. Decide on whatever options available and stick to it. Not very difficult but it aint easy either..oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a limit to everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-4061674733331197378?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4061674733331197378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=4061674733331197378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/4061674733331197378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/4061674733331197378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/uncertainty-catches-up-with-us-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-5975836323926740258</id><published>2007-04-10T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:35:29.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhppKEr3hqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/549EjQBRUqw/s1600-h/Photo-0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051465553826776738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhppKEr3hqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/549EjQBRUqw/s320/Photo-0171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what happens on a Monday night at MPS as time goes by when some people have finished typing their documents earlier than others. And, the above is a slip of paper to keep track of who types what case. As you can see, when it gets later into the night, more case numbers and scribblings can be seen on the super small slip of paper, as shown below. It just gets messier. -.-" wells, maybe except for the beautiful stickgirl drawn by me.woots.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhppKUr3hrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/oRW78xfKGdg/s1600-h/Photo-0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051465558121744050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhppKUr3hrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/oRW78xfKGdg/s320/Photo-0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhppKUr3hsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4rK12XDAfz8/s1600-h/Photo-0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051465558121744066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhppKUr3hsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4rK12XDAfz8/s320/Photo-0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, this, as recommended by warhead, is really addictive. Nice drink to sneak into the library for long hours of study- green tea with GUI HUA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-5975836323926740258?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5975836323926740258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=5975836323926740258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/5975836323926740258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/5975836323926740258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-what-happens-on-monday-night-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhppKEr3hqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/549EjQBRUqw/s72-c/Photo-0171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-1026777083376090177</id><published>2007-04-08T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:25:11.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As from dictionary.reference.com,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bal-ance &lt;em&gt;noun, verb&lt;/em&gt;, -anced, -anc-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-noun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.mental steadiness or emotional stability; habit of calm behavior, judgment, etc.&lt;br /&gt;7.the power or ability to decide an outcome by throwing one's strength, influence, support, or the like, to one side or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-verb (used with object)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.to bring to or hold in equilibrium; poise&lt;br /&gt;19.to arrange, adjust, or proportion the parts of symmetrically.&lt;br /&gt;20.to be equal or proportionate to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough? tell me about it.Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-1026777083376090177?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1026777083376090177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=1026777083376090177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/1026777083376090177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/1026777083376090177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-from-dictionary.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-7188867743188018228</id><published>2007-04-02T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:20:59.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJwEsdpdNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CA7bMCPYiaA/s1600-h/Photo-0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049221358193046738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJwEsdpdNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CA7bMCPYiaA/s320/Photo-0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See? that's the stage with the chandlier that went crashing down before the intermission. The stage definitely looked more impressive-Sam-sung's a little lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJwEsdpdOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/saUdPVJ1zO4/s1600-h/Photo-0168a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049221358193046754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJwEsdpdOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/saUdPVJ1zO4/s320/Photo-0168a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJtZMdpdLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HGmKIHlKGsc/s1600-h/DSC03706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049218411845481650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJtZMdpdLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HGmKIHlKGsc/s320/DSC03706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJsc8dpdII/AAAAAAAAAJI/DSyBpo4FlsY/s1600-h/DSC03701a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049217376758363266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJsc8dpdII/AAAAAAAAAJI/DSyBpo4FlsY/s320/DSC03701a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; VERY HAPPY KIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJsdMdpdJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yzYbSx7ZC-U/s1600-h/DSC03713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049217381053330578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJsdMdpdJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yzYbSx7ZC-U/s320/DSC03713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so, I have been pretty busy over the past few days reading about dorsal-ventrally flattened species, placoid scales, jointed appendages and whatsoever that I think i can start communicating with you in phylums, kingdoms, classes and orders. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, reading's not enough.(apparently) Cos I almost fainted when I tried to attempt those wordy MCQs- I hate sponges more than platyhelminths now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, why arent lesson's ending yet? They should give students more time to study man. The pathetic study break's not enough. eeyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, but phantom was superb. Definitely value for money. Maybe its cos i didnt catch the original musical but this, I must say, surpassed my expectations. Ilyas can testify that. Haha. We had good seats (right in the middle). The casts could sing well and the phantom looked pretty decent. In addition, the props, costumes and effects were super cool la. The backstage crew were super efficient. AND, the band sounded as though it was the CD being played. Enchanting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, cos AC was also having their annual concert at that time, the few of us managed to meet up and cam-whored. Yes 5d..i think there are 2138873466r547 photos. HAHA. I love cam-whoring with my favourite peeps. It makes us happy kids, smiling from ear to ear. Weeeeeee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rg_1SMdpdGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XY5wsa04hyA/s1600-h/P1010904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048523400237642850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rg_1SMdpdGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XY5wsa04hyA/s320/P1010904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rg_1SsdpdHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3bF2ReLHl08/s1600-h/P1010910a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048523408827577458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rg_1SsdpdHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3bF2ReLHl08/s320/P1010910a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favourite of all. Praise my photo-editing skills man. Haha. Oh, and maybe 5d's long arms.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-7188867743188018228?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7188867743188018228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=7188867743188018228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7188867743188018228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7188867743188018228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/04/phantom-was-superb-i-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RhJwEsdpdNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CA7bMCPYiaA/s72-c/Photo-0166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-419579739385440129</id><published>2007-03-27T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:02:32.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tutorials, lab, assignment, exams, exams and more exams- academic pieces of shit. Without it, I'll have all the time to travel, sleep, drink tea, indulge in retail therapy. Then again, the world is modelled in such a way that w/o some pieces of paper, you'll be less capable of doing the above. And to be capable, you have to sacrifice some, actually ALOT, of time torturing yourself with the above-mentioned academic pieces of shit instead on indulging in activities that cause you to be alot happier. See, its all a viscious cycle and I think I had some similar post lamenting on the same old issue. &lt;em&gt;I just need to procrastinate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, an incident struck me again that those numbers on &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; piece of paper really do matter very much.boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-419579739385440129?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/419579739385440129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=419579739385440129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/419579739385440129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/419579739385440129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/03/tutorials-lab-assignment-exams-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-8637783819604346547</id><published>2007-03-20T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:39:53.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I am losing &lt;em&gt;it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that so? And so, it may seem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-8637783819604346547?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8637783819604346547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=8637783819604346547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8637783819604346547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8637783819604346547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-i-am-losing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-6136228033665776197</id><published>2007-03-18T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:43:15.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must say, randomly,:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love rainy days but I hate getting drenched.&lt;br /&gt;I love tea sessions and meet-ups with dear ladies&lt;br /&gt;I love bitches and sluts&lt;br /&gt;I love the people around me&lt;br /&gt;I love watching movies&lt;br /&gt;I love shopping til I drop&lt;br /&gt;I love blood and gore&lt;br /&gt;I love people with attitude&lt;br /&gt;I love the days I spend with dear boy&lt;br /&gt;I love to look forward to the break at the end of the sem&lt;br /&gt;I love to hate doing homework or admitting that I am lagging&lt;br /&gt;I love to procastinate,procastinate&lt;br /&gt;I love to dream that I have ample time&lt;br /&gt;I love stubbles, watches and bling-bling studs&lt;br /&gt;I love lunches spend in school&lt;br /&gt;I love watching adverts on teevee&lt;br /&gt;I love "Foster's home of imaginary friends"&lt;br /&gt;I love dressing up&lt;br /&gt;I love pretty brows and revlon's eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;I love green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love myself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;spell faith, spell trust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-6136228033665776197?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6136228033665776197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=6136228033665776197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/6136228033665776197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/6136228033665776197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-must-say-i-have-long-list-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-7986128371360554271</id><published>2007-03-13T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:32:10.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that It has always been a fallacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it is only when you stop to take a breather, pause to think, slow things down and look back, that you realise that certain things that you thought has changed quite some years ago,hasnt changed at all; be it good or bad and in a certain sense could be rather dissapointing and exasperating. grr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-7986128371360554271?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7986128371360554271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=7986128371360554271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7986128371360554271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7986128371360554271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-realised-that-it-has-always-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-2319912475661399697</id><published>2007-03-03T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:15:44.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Principles of Man. Crudely put, they're guidelines that we abide by to live life, to maybe meet certain expectations of the society, to sustain the innate nature of us being egoistic or to make yourself feel somewhat happier. So, when things deviate from that set of "guidelines", you think that that you've faulted and you wouldnt wanna not adhere to it, cause if you dont, you'll feel that its wrong of Man to do so. And sometimes, these "guidelines" are so stringent or are so engraved deep in your mind that you will constantly feel uneasy if you dont follow them; that it will no longer be you if you dont adhere to them. I think one has got to realise that sometimes, these "guidelines" has got to be casted away especially when it causes you to be in pain, to be at the brink of becoming depressed and when you know that you can very well do without them- so screw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in life's fixed or certain and it's probably only you who has the power to change your own mindset, what you want to happen in the near future and what you want your life to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're never dispensible. No one is and so, I believe you'll never be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sure more happy things will come your way. So, smile! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-2319912475661399697?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2319912475661399697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=2319912475661399697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2319912475661399697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2319912475661399697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/03/principles-of-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-8191796646052126977</id><published>2007-02-27T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:15:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Warning: directly translated BI. -.-" read at your own risk and dont comment. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok ada ujian bahasa indonesia. saya bisa berbahasa Indonesia sedikit-sedikit. Bahasa Indonesia saya tidak lancar. Saya tidak suka belajar bahasa indonesia. Saya mau berbelanjar tetapi bukan waktu! Sekarang jam sebalas malam. Saya mau tidur sekarang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-8191796646052126977?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8191796646052126977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=8191796646052126977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8191796646052126977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8191796646052126977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/warning-directly-translated-bi.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-1494804782308093603</id><published>2007-02-26T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:15:42.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE PHOTOS....WEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReLBZbMywPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zoeDu-ZVuvs/s1600-h/B%2526J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035799975895941362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReLBZbMywPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zoeDu-ZVuvs/s320/B%2526J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReLBZbMywQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1ZO341V84nU/s1600-h/myLOVE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035799975895941378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReLBZbMywQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1ZO341V84nU/s320/myLOVE2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are destined to shine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My baby, i'm so thankful i found you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;with love (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-1494804782308093603?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1494804782308093603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=1494804782308093603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/1494804782308093603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/1494804782308093603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-are-destined-to-shine.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReLBZbMywPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zoeDu-ZVuvs/s72-c/B%2526J.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-898888301987291588</id><published>2007-02-25T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:32:15.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the last day of my mid-sem break!! I &lt;strong&gt;W-A-N-T&lt;/strong&gt; RETAIL THERAPY- havent been able to indulge in it properly. The last time I did it was for the sake of CNY and it was kinda rushed. Have been kinda stuck with &lt;em&gt;Selaginella&lt;/em&gt; and its other friends. How fun -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward to the the end of sem break. I've already planned out my schedule for that big break. Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReGNN7MywOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PdCfEtSmO_E/s1600-h/240px-Selaginella-sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035461128746090722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReGNN7MywOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PdCfEtSmO_E/s320/240px-Selaginella-sp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See people? This, is &lt;em&gt;Selaginella.&lt;/em&gt; Its a fern ally. Fern ally, meaning its NOT a fern. Yar, ask me why and I'll stuff &lt;em&gt;Selaginella&lt;/em&gt; into your mouth or nose if you'd prefer. Its green but its not really nice to look at when you see the amount of info attached to it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bring me conversations for hours; we'll connect. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-898888301987291588?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/898888301987291588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=898888301987291588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/898888301987291588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/898888301987291588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/todays-last-day-of-my-mid-sem-break-i-w.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReGNN7MywOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PdCfEtSmO_E/s72-c/240px-Selaginella-sp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-9027504582669323588</id><published>2007-02-25T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:09:52.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chilled at ben and jerry's a few hours ago where they had some live showcase of some bands. The last band was so good, i thought i melted like the chocolate fudge brownie that was left there for probably half and hour? Haha. I love to watch someone so so so into doing his thing and not really flaunting it- the concentration, the attitude: the magical guitarist. Cool lehs. LOL. Anyway, ilyas and gang and the AC peeps happened to be there and it was great seeing them again! (: Quickly upload the pics, 5d!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035171259588409346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReCFlUcF-AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HBqW9wuwTU8/s320/Photo-0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035171263883376658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReCFlkcF-BI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jVt5gg3-1fs/s320/Photo-0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;your never-ending surprises caught me off guard..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;mesmerised, I am &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;by your smile..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never rush, baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;never for show. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-9027504582669323588?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/9027504582669323588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=9027504582669323588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/9027504582669323588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/9027504582669323588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/chilled-at-ben-and-jerrys-few-hours-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp0.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/ReCFlUcF-AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HBqW9wuwTU8/s72-c/Photo-0150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-2006603349379314451</id><published>2007-02-23T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:38:10.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel something happening, could this be for real?&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy me baby, you gotta satisfy my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me who you really are, deep inside you&lt;br /&gt;and when we connect, I'll be giving all my love to you.....(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-2006603349379314451?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2006603349379314451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=2006603349379314451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2006603349379314451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2006603349379314451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-feel-something-happening-could-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-8584715701768863789</id><published>2007-02-20T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:56:59.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like to think about whats gonna happen in probably 1 week's time or think about the day i'm gonna start travelling around the world- not that the past is stained but I'd rather the past to be part of all those beautifully crafted memories. I'd pick out lessons learnt rather than to constantly hang "sam's past" (well, unless somebody probes) on my chest. Wells, at least I try not to.okay..this is so random.Penny of my thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-8584715701768863789?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8584715701768863789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=8584715701768863789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8584715701768863789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/8584715701768863789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-like-to-think-about-whats-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-6138566126085416770</id><published>2007-02-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T01:29:09.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another favourite item on my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RdXpUUcF98I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ea9aKyUAztA/s1600-h/Photo-0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032184693949593538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RdXpUUcF98I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ea9aKyUAztA/s200/Photo-0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its spongebob, my best friend, from my boy.how cute.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-6138566126085416770?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6138566126085416770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=6138566126085416770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/6138566126085416770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/6138566126085416770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-favourite-item-on-my-list-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RdXpUUcF98I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ea9aKyUAztA/s72-c/Photo-0144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-7578506956219960578</id><published>2007-02-15T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:58:48.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>akbar's commissioning parade- and yes, we feel proud of you. Stay black! cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031736793285130146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RdRR9EcF96I/AAAAAAAAAGg/oE_MbB3HCV8/s320/P1010843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweets..&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/30030924-7578506956219960578?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7578506956219960578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=7578506956219960578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7578506956219960578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/7578506956219960578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/akbars-commissioning-parade-and-yes-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/RdRR9EcF96I/AAAAAAAAAGg/oE_MbB3HCV8/s72-c/P1010843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-3193649945558802516</id><published>2007-02-15T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:53:54.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I said I'll feel liberated at the end of Vday. And yes, I really, finally do. Phew! no more haunting test tubes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More school work now. I'm like lagging super badly. Its like me being at the Pulau Ubin and the normal people being at Antartica- the outliner. Sian-ed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my boy, my boy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-3193649945558802516?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3193649945558802516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=3193649945558802516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/3193649945558802516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/3193649945558802516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-said-ill-feel-liberated-at-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-2671546973999758085</id><published>2007-02-12T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T01:30:12.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOK KO's 20th birthday. with lots and lots and lots of love...(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SGEcF91I/AAAAAAAAAFo/_ZJmFJxkZTU/s1600-h/P1010798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030329573020399442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SGEcF91I/AAAAAAAAAFo/_ZJmFJxkZTU/s320/P1010798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SGUcF92I/AAAAAAAAAFw/4wPeoq2exYA/s1600-h/P1010812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030329577315366754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SGUcF92I/AAAAAAAAAFw/4wPeoq2exYA/s320/P1010812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SHUcF93I/AAAAAAAAAF4/V2jG-kK6pQ8/s1600-h/P1010824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030329594495235954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SHUcF93I/AAAAAAAAAF4/V2jG-kK6pQ8/s320/P1010824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SH0cF94I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Di4FtTsxwAY/s1600-h/P1010820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030329603085170562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SH0cF94I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Di4FtTsxwAY/s320/P1010820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-2671546973999758085?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2671546973999758085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=2671546973999758085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2671546973999758085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/2671546973999758085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/mok-kos-20th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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://bp2.blogger.com/_xDTChHRmBgc/Rc9SGEcF91I/AAAAAAAAAFo/_ZJmFJxkZTU/s72-c/P1010798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30030924.post-324048598944639468</id><published>2007-02-11T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T01:35:23.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The definition for the century that i bet you havent heard off b4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;massevolnahuy -the elevation of one's mood when lazing at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-324048598944639468?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/324048598944639468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=324048598944639468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/324048598944639468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/324048598944639468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/massevolnahuy-means-elevation-of-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-6399529986164336363</id><published>2007-02-07T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:57:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i think i overestimate my mental abilities....i think if i were to approx with a normal distribution and gave ability a continuous quatitative unit, i'll be a trillion SDs away from the norm average. -.-"&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;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;define beautiful with your heart..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-6399529986164336363?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6399529986164336363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=6399529986164336363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/6399529986164336363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/6399529986164336363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/sometimes-i-think-i-overestimate-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-117077980531919968</id><published>2007-02-07T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:36:45.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still havent had time for myself. Almost everyday was preparation for vday and so below are the pictures of the test tubes that will be sold on Vday. Made with lots of love and lots of help. yes, i love u carol, for all these beautiful tubes. So people, say that its nice and let me know if you want them for your beloved darlings for vday! oh, they dont come with the bears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/249219/P1010776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/88130/P1010776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/724668/P1010779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/691038/P1010779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tea lehs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-117077980531919968?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/117077980531919968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=117077980531919968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117077980531919968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117077980531919968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-still-havent-had-time-for-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-117048082747783877</id><published>2007-02-03T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:33:47.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I find myself &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sittin' back and reminiscing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember..&lt;br /&gt;All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame but its so true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont wanna be a player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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;em&gt;you caught me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-117048082747783877?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/117048082747783877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=117048082747783877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117048082747783877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117048082747783877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/sometimes-i-find-myself-sittin-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-117034659515982674</id><published>2007-02-02T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:20:11.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on the verge of going crazy. Too much stuff happening at this split second and the feeling sucks. It really does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when two crazy people chat with one another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;stop encouraging my madness&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA says:&lt;br /&gt;ok....i think we can be neighbours in the IMH&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA says:&lt;br /&gt;we can request for the same ward&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah they'll probably reject our applications&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA says:&lt;br /&gt;too mad for them&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;cuz they are afraid we will aggravate each other's conditions or sth&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;too Mad for them&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;it's not safe la&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;if you say stab me will you and i say stab me too will you&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;then we both end up dead&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;and IMH will be liable&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;i think they don't wanna take the risk&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAAA&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA says:&lt;br /&gt;omg...tt's damn funny&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's Box nervous breakdown says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i'm trying to contain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So am I...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-117034659515982674?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/117034659515982674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=117034659515982674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117034659515982674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117034659515982674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-on-verge-of-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-117025920215051344</id><published>2007-01-31T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:04:31.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so, i finally completed the doves, which according to some, didnt look like a dove (when i actually copied the dove from Dove shampoo) -.-".Nice. Managed to produce the macaroni-stuck-in-gel-contained-in test tubes with A LOT of help. I'm so so so SO frigging tired about constantly bothering what you want or what you think. Simply clueless about how some people's mind work and there's really no point of me wasting energy to get fustrated. aargh.. Cant wait to get this over and done with... Grrr...and i'm not pms-ing. Ask me about it. I'll tell you and you'll feel as " -.-" " as me. Seriously...boo. ah mok, i needddd tea sessionssssss....................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"your subtleties are really strangling me"...gasp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-117025920215051344?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/117025920215051344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=117025920215051344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117025920215051344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/117025920215051344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-i-finally-completed-doves-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116997714521681400</id><published>2007-01-28T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:47:28.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kayaking was cool. getting better at it- No more spinnings, no more accidents, no more capsiz-ing. And I finally realised how penetrating UV rays are. All of us had rather burnt cheeks, including tannlines even though yesterday was cloudy and windy. when's 2 star huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i managed to buy some materials that were needed fot the test tube. The materials and the design are still not good enough I think. Grrr. qi lin said hitting 200 tubes are good enough -.-". Wells, I'm gonna borrow some of carol's artistic juice tomorrow. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, mok and I cam-whored a bit- like retards as usual... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/434669/P1010749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/973583/P1010746.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Can I date Lee Dong Wook in glasses for lunch?! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be smiling by your side... (:&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/30030924-116997714521681400?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116997714521681400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116997714521681400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116997714521681400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116997714521681400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/kayaking-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116981808591654632</id><published>2007-01-26T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:28:05.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's great. Indon class was fun la even though I'm alone. It wasnt that bad. Following that, had lunch with Jin, Nix and Jerry. I think if I were to meet Jin and Nix for lunch everyday, I'll develop abs man....from laughing. -.-" I thought we at least laughed for 5minutes without stopping. More laughing followed and laughter's indeed the best medicine. Lurve u peeps! haha! and Nixon, I AM a girl. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I cant believe I only got 2 out of 5 questions right for an open book MCQ pop quiz. Lethargy's really bad. BAD, BAD, BAD. I cant concentrate la. Oh, and I've been having a splitting headache deciding whats best to go along with those dumb test tubes. Mini buttons, ribbon roses, sequins? Carol was suggesting a pack of gummy bears or chocolates, maybe? Boo....and I stilll haven sourced for materials to present a sample of whats gonna be sold or designed the pair of doves for the mobiles. I want it to look as glamourous as possible though~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee, tmr's kayaking with ah mok and the little boys. How fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey baby, no obligations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116981808591654632?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116981808591654632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116981808591654632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116981808591654632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116981808591654632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116973722863618031</id><published>2007-01-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:06:00.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've only started to realised its complicated AND confusing... :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for joining D&amp;D, i've got extra work to do as preparation for V day. -.-" and I so need help to make sure those freaking test tubes sell. Plus cutting one hundred mobiles and putting them up on those ugly yellow ceilings of the walkway. phew..V day's burnt.boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your pretty pretty smile (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116973722863618031?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116973722863618031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116973722863618031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116973722863618031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116973722863618031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-only-started-to-realised-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116937877531938362</id><published>2007-01-21T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:33:24.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally drained. Drained off all energy that I could ever have. Never thought I could meet so people and do so much stuff all in a day(yesterday). Ha! Headed off to the gym EARLY in the morning with yh and did an hour of work-out which partly explains the ache I'm experiencing in my body now. Following that, met up with cheryl to window shop a little before rushing to BC to enquire some stuff. jr came along and thanks to him, I'm now entitled a free $10 voucher off topshop items.Yay! I so need it, especially during this period. LOLS. shopped, shopped and shopped more after that with the 2 ladies, cheryl and carol. ha! Nice stuff, lots of people BUT no size. diaos. Its the branch at Wisma that's jinxed. I can never get stuff outta that place. AND, it was pouring the whole afternoon. The umbrella didnt really help. C. teo and I got drenched and my shoes were soaked. Eee..how gross. Not to mention, there were a whole large group of people who were stuck under the shelter leading from orchard station to wisma because they dont wanna get wetter.-.-" Everybody were walking at a speed of 1 mile per 1 million hours. Time's precious and I dont get how people can actually walk at their own pace. I thought I'm already walking pretty slowly, right yh? ha!&lt;br /&gt;Left for Clarke Quay later to meet up with the ac band peeps (carol, viv, jill, isaac, ilyas, mat, mj) and man, it was a whole lot of fun. I realised that there will always be people whom you'll never feel uncomfortable with even though you havent met up for aeons (which is good!). Some things just wouldnt change. I thought I laughed so much that I became so bloated before I slept yesterday. HAHA! We rock! jenga rocks. Photos with matin....hahhahaha! wait til you see, yours truly, with jenga- proness, can? LOLS. brought my cam but it died after we took 4 photos. Lousy man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/420414/P1010739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the winning team for cranium.-.-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/938607/P1010736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;all of the gorgeous people.. And yes, we are gorgeous. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now, I'm stuck with tutorials and lab report. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116937877531938362?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116937877531938362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116937877531938362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116937877531938362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116937877531938362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/totally-drained.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116920213005196267</id><published>2007-01-19T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:25:11.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/999749/a7xpromo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/779023/a7xpromo6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prettty cool band. Nice compositions but in general, their songs are pretty emo leh....whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the new week. lots of stuff to anticipate for. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, Dreams Of when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; and me&lt;br /&gt;It seems, It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; have the same dreams too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your pretty smile.. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116920213005196267?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116920213005196267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116920213005196267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116920213005196267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116920213005196267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/prettty-cool-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116912367229662214</id><published>2007-01-18T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:38:47.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When everything goes awry, smile and tell yourself everything's gonna be fine. Give you and the people around you more time. Put aside all procrastinations and review every possible option of yours; work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week(s) was TIRING, super tiring. I haven had proper sleep ever since school started and it is not that I don't want to, I can't. The biological clock's a bit screwed. I want my term break. I'm still hoping for my dear school to announce that they will compensate our holidays by giving us TWO more free days because CNY falls within that period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;..Yes carol. I'm gonna start bitching less to reduce unintentional accidents on my physical body. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;..Yes, cheryl suggested wearing our uniforms on Wednesday and that I should crash her lecture since the JC kids doing H3 will be around. Weee -.-"&lt;br /&gt;...Lethargy affects your daily lifestyle. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;...I found out that this pen allows me to study better. A little diva-ish, dont u think? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/154089/Photo-0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/636915/Photo-0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Lee Dong Wook is still so very good-looking!&lt;br /&gt;...I think &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;are my serotonin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116912367229662214?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116912367229662214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116912367229662214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116912367229662214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116912367229662214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-everything-goes-awry-smile-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116905549836722023</id><published>2007-01-18T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T15:51:59.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/396453/apocalyptobig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/478755/apocalyptobig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I watched it! Like, finally...HAHA! And it certainly did meet my expectations. There's thrill and abit of gore all in one show. What's more? The lead male was pretty nice to look at. haha. Outwit, outplay- survival of the fittest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuppers. Apocalypto- HIGHLY recommended by Sam (and you know, I'm nvr wrong.LOLS). (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116905549836722023?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116905549836722023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116905549836722023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116905549836722023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116905549836722023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-watched-it-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116895363801754415</id><published>2007-01-16T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:20:38.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singaporeans' fashion sense is really deteriorating. Out of maybe 10 people I saw today, 4 of them dressed really weirdly. A lady who sat opposite me in the bus today used weird combinations of make-up to match her blue dress and it was really eye-catching. Aye. Who said doing make-up was easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is what I call good style. Whaha! Sizzling Hot and he's only 25! woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/286176/LeeDongWook30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/169405/normal_ei060321107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/154293/normal_ei060321109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116895363801754415?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116895363801754415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116895363801754415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116895363801754415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116895363801754415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/singaporeans-fashion-sense-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116887580345685568</id><published>2007-01-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:58:05.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went gym just now with mok and jr and my body's aching like shittttt. I think I'm turning into a piece of lard.....-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been addicted to playing the piano these days. I've never been so hardworking as to practise everyday without fail and I enjoy injecting the emotions into the pieces that I've been working on. It feels good. Liberation...Ah, yes...like what swimming does to one person. And, anatomy's really no longer my favourite class. It stinks (literally) and I cant memorise for nuts. Mondays are terrible. Besides having to take 2 buses and having to walk to business early in the morningg, I have to rush or maybe run to science thereafter because the lecturer doesnt end on time! Had lunch with kh and nixon. Then amelia came along. Its good talking to them. Makes me feel alive. Makes me feel that I still have a life in NUS, sci fac. arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carol liew, mz: when's tea?boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, apocalypto is starting on wednesday. And, I didnt get stats tutorial! wa laos..ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realised I care..for you? :x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116887580345685568?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116887580345685568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116887580345685568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116887580345685568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116887580345685568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/went-gym-just-now-with-mok-and-jr-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116870307086416096</id><published>2007-01-13T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:56:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/571915/p1004101996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/284519/p1004101996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/385137/ph_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/886847/ph_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lee dong wook is Soooooooooo cute. I'm melting. His charisma!! Ahh! NICE HAIR, nice dressing, nice height nice everythingggg. hot eh..omg, carol liew..the more I see him, the more good-looking I think he is. Ha! AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan's labyrinth was not bad. Fantasy sort of plot. Good company. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116870307086416096?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116870307086416096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116870307086416096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116870307086416096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116870307086416096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/lee-dong-wook-is-soooooooooo-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116857059935105316</id><published>2007-01-12T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:58:45.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/957702/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/400/627333/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is raining freaking heavily and I've got lab later! My air-con has been down for two days and so I've slept w/o it for two nights and thanks to the rain, I survived the heat in my room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly, everybody got motivated by the last semester. Almost everyone is working doubly hard NOW- the 1st week of school where most lecturers give introductory lectures. -.-" A wake up call for me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116857059935105316?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116857059935105316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116857059935105316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116857059935105316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116857059935105316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-is-raining-freaking-heavily-and-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116851617695514810</id><published>2007-01-11T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T19:49:36.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The smell of cadavers are still in my head. It was like plastic, smells old, like chloroform maybe. Pretty bad and I couldnt really take it. I could take the sight of it though. They look as though they have been kept in the hall for a long time, all of them dull red. The skin, heart, lungs and brain were all removed. Some even laid there with their eyes and mouth partially open. OH GOSH, the smell's still in my head and I have prac every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, tt aside, our many faces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/607184/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/458239/Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; done up by carol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116851617695514810?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116851617695514810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116851617695514810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116851617695514810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116851617695514810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/smell-of-cadavers-are-still-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116827252931506297</id><published>2007-01-08T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:17:06.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school was good. It always feels good to be back on familar grounds, like Hey, I know the way to arts and I know what canteen has good food and all. Cool! Lessons were pretty alright. The first lecture was a little dry; lots of terms to remember but overall fine. The second was better. He gave an introductory lecture on ADMIN matters and released us within 20 minutes. HAHA! Following that, had lunch with jin, nixon, joon, ryan and kh at biz, then printed lots of papers at central. Finally, carol chanced upon me outside central and i went home happily ever after. The bottomline- I'm glad my first day at SCHOOL turned out like that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was kinda disastrous. Had 62 cases today and we were typing at supersonic speed. Worse, I tripped over some large boxes placed on the floor beside my seat and mok ko was laughing like shit. Seriously, to mok ko: beware man! Your karma's lowered. Whaha. Had dinner with jr and mok before that and he's such a vainy :x - you dont wear a cap to Macs from home. Ha! that's for suaning me 24/7. To jr: Do tag so that I know you dropby! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts: Yay, tmr's my favourite class (I hope)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm seriously broke now. Seriously, seriously. Can the garung guni man raise the price he offers for 1 g of papers? I have loads of papers at home and I wanna sell them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116827252931506297?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116827252931506297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116827252931506297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116827252931506297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116827252931506297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116809034276770588</id><published>2007-01-06T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:57:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have only ONE more day of holiday left before 1 million weeks of mind-boggling, brain juice-draining of reading words of A4 sized paperss begin! I'm trying to seize all opportunities to engage in retail therapy and now, I kinda need a financial aid or probably a second job. BAD BAD BAD. And, I still believe cors suck like shittttt. It messes up people's timetable or their plans for a beautiful degree AND it's like going to WAR (maybe for the yr 1s, i dunno?). Now, I end up doing BAHASA INDONESIA for one of my modules. -.-" yes, i can carry out simple conversations with your maids in future. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with carol and mz today. Walked around kinda aimlessly cos everyone's on tight budget so we could only window shop. Spent alot of time at macs using carol's mac. Good thing that one has a light lappie. I cant imagine bringing mine down town. I think I will vomit milk and faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by browhaus earlier and I should say their services are pretty incredible- a huge variety of them for your brows and lashes. Who says hair on your face is not important? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with jr two days before for his retail therapy and I still cant believe he craved for dinner at pariss. The food there suck, seriously and the price was not very reasonable. For the price, I think marriott hi-tea is way way WAY better compared to pariss(minus off the not-so-fresh seafood). Not to mention pariss provides dinner -.-" and the former's not even lunch. jr-&gt;thanks anyway. Following that, we chilled outside dxo so that we could still hear ourselves talk and enjoy the peacefulness of the preettyy quiet night...and yes, jr's a bitch and I think he agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this sem's gonna be a smoother and better ride. I hope bahasa's gonna be fun and reasonable to cope with.I hope some things remain like that(and not get affected so easily) while some things would change. I hope for certain relationshipss to strengthened. I hope I get to see you more often... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116809034276770588?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116809034276770588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116809034276770588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116809034276770588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116809034276770588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-only-one-more-day-of-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116775546175127648</id><published>2007-01-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:46:25.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been wanting to blog about the past few days and about the new 2007 that has just arrived but there were just too many activities gg on.Besides spending the new yr with my family in KL and almost getting crushed by the m'si**s during their countdown and drowned by their aerosol foam sprays, I also (finally) managed to catch saw 1,2 and 3all at one go with some mad people before i left for KL-we were happily indulging in canadian pizza and snacks while watching all three shows. Ha! cant wait for saw 46. i-mac-whored after that. The result :&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/570687/Photo%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/532344/Photo%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/278510/Photo%206%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;got madder..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we took at least 20 shots and mac's pretty incredible..the rest are so unglam, i cant bear to put them up...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;met up with the class peeps just now at my place for a little gathering, more games of bridge and a few rounds of asshole daidee.pictures will be up once terence installed his programme for his new camera. -.-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2006's a memory, an end to a chapter and 2007's a new beginning, a brand new start to another chapter. Life's like a long windy road where everyone dont really kinda know what's in store for them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No long draggy post about the past since its over and i shall keep it in the memory department of my brain. No new year resolutions cause humans tend to not fulfil them and they only add on more pressures, no regrets from 2006 cause as always: one should, wells..as i believe, live life to the fullest, enjoy the company of all dear cherished ones, look forward to more challenges put forth in life and definitely also to more opportunities to play! weee! cheers people. HAPPY NEW YR, though a little wols..ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are how i define SPECIAL..(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&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/30030924-116775546175127648?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116775546175127648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116775546175127648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116775546175127648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116775546175127648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2007/01/have-been-wanting-to-blog-about-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116729382183961194</id><published>2006-12-28T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T16:32:01.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tired of tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116729382183961194?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116729382183961194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116729382183961194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116729382183961194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116729382183961194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-im-so-sick-of-love-songs-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116723660105132356</id><published>2006-12-27T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:10:11.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cors pisses people off, seriously. I still dont get what modules are essential, elective or whatsoever and i think i bidded some modules using the wrong acc which i dont really bother. Cors somehow removes the responsibility in me-and its such a contradiction. It also increases the blood pressure of some people (i think carol mentioned "wa lau eh" at least 50 times) and maybe slightly disturbed the mental faulty of others through much confusion. Bad, bad, bad. The disruptions faced by singnet surf-ers added even more to the above problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i think curse of the golden flower is merely an art film and when you watch it, you've really got to cast aside your initial thoughts about the Tang dynasty and believe that jay chou looks good in those heavy armour. Night at the musuem was another truly hilarious movie. I'm not really a ben stiller's fan but suprisingly, that movie was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped a little and accompanied Mr shopaholic the whole time in topman holding on to his i'll-consider-buying-it clothes while he spends most of the time in the fitting room deciding to get MORE clothes and tt was also the first time i manage to qualify to apply for a topshop member through a single receipt from HIS purchases-.-".guys these days..tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/200/439228/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;see Mr vainpoke?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116723660105132356?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116723660105132356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116723660105132356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116723660105132356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116723660105132356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/12/cors-pisses-people-off-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116705565510307011</id><published>2006-12-25T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T12:26:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all of you out there,MERRY CHRISTMAS! Ha..yesterday's party was indeed a blast (wellss, at least to me) and the party would not have been possible without the people who came (thanks to my cousins and their boyfriends esp bun, pearl and sis who helped prepared the food, akbar and gang, bing ting, karine, dom, ben, fir, hariz, chun yu, giff, hisham, kh, nix, amelia, viv, ryan, hx, jo,jin, sayzers, terence and roy), my lovely ladies who helped host the whole show(mz and carol) and wonderful helpers (yeelin, ilyas and jinrui). Love you people. I actually feel a little proud of myself for being able to hold such a party. You should have seen the types and amount of food that we've prepared. I'm amazed by our capabilities. Lols. Hoped you guys enjoyed yourselves and were entertained! Wee... I'll need a break before having the next surge of energy to organise another party. Alrights..the people at the parr-tee... the lovely ladies ...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/369991/P1010730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/963126/P1010708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dom, dom, dom, dom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/784690/P1010734.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ilyas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/499077/P1010705.jpg" border="0" /&gt; my favourite boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/853176/P1010700.jpg" border="0" /&gt; bing ting and karine..(check out the christmas tree from carol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/471412/P1010701.jpg" border="0" /&gt; dunearn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/578215/P1010693.jpg" border="0" /&gt; sis and cuzzies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/480846/P1010697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;kh,ryan,nixon,jin,hx,jo,amelia,viv &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will upload more another day-more pics in the other cam.pardon the haggard-looking me.boo..ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116705565510307011?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116705565510307011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116705565510307011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116705565510307011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116705565510307011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-all-of-you-out-theremerry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116645896093273818</id><published>2006-12-19T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:22:40.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In life, people around you play roles such as the comedians or the magicians- they take you as their audience and their job is to make sure you laugh and smile regardless of whether or not you really feel true happiness, which is kinda sad really. Probably the most interesting chapter of the whole story is when there is a twist to the whole thing- you realize that the person/people who were thought as playing lead or supporting roles in your life are actually comedians/ magicians. You think they are your true friends; you think that they are important or thought that they think likewise but you're wrong. They don't care and they are only out there to humor you and keep you close to them. They can use you as part of their prop to bring laughter to other audiences in their life- they wouldn't stand on your side if things go awry or if there's a chance to jeopardize the relationship with other audiences; they rather sacrifice the relationship with you. Tragic indeed but this is life. True friends are indeed like rare diamonds- precious indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116645896093273818?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116645896093273818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116645896093273818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116645896093273818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116645896093273818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-life-people-around-you-play-roles.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116637086146658087</id><published>2006-12-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:54:21.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Counterpain is all that I need now and yay, I've finished the 2 day kayaking course. New friends found, a few bruises here and there and most importantly, inspiration to continue 2 star. Wee…and I have this sudden urge to organize a Christmas party because carol delivered this beautiful Christmas tree to my place. Its 7 half feet tall. Woots and dom being dom, has the usual comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;how's slimming going on?&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;i stopped after u stopped your free delivery of slim milk&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder you were so flabby when i saw you at concert&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you slim milk on christmas?&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;are u free on christmas eve?&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;should be&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;are u very sure?&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll be organising a party..&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;lets go back to dunearn!&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;a surprise party for me?&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;no...b.ut no worries..i'll prepare free napkins for u..&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;no worries&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;bet those are from like cafe cartel right&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;where they leave it there for all to take&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;yea man..plsu those free chilli sauce from macs&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll give u goodie bags ...&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;using those plastic bags that i kept after gg to ntuc&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;all my plastic bags are from gucci&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;eeeyer&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;and i have a new bag&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;those trolley kind?&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;from ikea&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;those yellow and blue ones&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;can put damn a lot of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;sam says:&lt;br /&gt;man...u should share them w me&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;the very stylish ones&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll go get one for you&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll run down tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;watch this space says:&lt;br /&gt;limited edition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diaos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116637086146658087?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116637086146658087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116637086146658087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116637086146658087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116637086146658087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/12/counterpain-is-all-that-i-need-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116576751783343407</id><published>2006-12-11T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:18:37.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I think I'm having rheumatism. My joints hurt. I need ligaments man, like preeettee badly. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Okays&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;, one star today was good but sad to say, I was the oldest amongst all the sec school and jc kids. Even the instructors were a year younger than me. Boo. Nevertheless, I'm still inspired to do the 3 star course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Well wells, exams are finally over and the holidays that I've long anticipated for has finally arrived but the whole routine of planning for the next semester, bidding (-_-) and finally allocation of modules, are gonna start all over again. Yes, all over AGAIN. The drudgery of school life. yes yes. BUT, I know that the coming Christmas season cum sale plus time with family and friends are gonna add excitement to this holiday! Wee..I want tea..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeing you made my day even lovelier. (:&lt;/em&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/30030924-116576751783343407?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116576751783343407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116576751783343407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116576751783343407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116576751783343407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think-im-having-rheumatism.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116532537925420717</id><published>2006-12-05T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:29:39.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps. If you're interested in purchasing art pieces, do let me know. They are all oil paintings and are really gorgeous. Guaranteed to be of good quality. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/165243/P1010632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/543399/P1010632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; White and Yellow Lilies. $50 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/96888/P1010651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/530283/P1010651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bird Nest.3 Potraits for a total of $120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/531375/P1010660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/889731/P1010660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Rose (Imperfection). S$250. 120cm by 80 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/987854/P1010638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/121671/P1010638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; self potrait for $120.122cm by 122cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/762459/P1010629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/182624/P1010629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-potrait. 90's pop art for S$120. You can provide the artist with your photo for your own potrait. My personal favourite! Also 122cm by 122cm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116532537925420717?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116532537925420717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116532537925420717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116532537925420717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116532537925420717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116489141322138186</id><published>2006-11-30T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:56:53.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay..finally found a blog tt's GREEN. Nice eh? I think the font's not quite right though, will get it changed when I'm free. Alrights..4 papers down. THE LAST ONE on monday and i'll be freeeeee... Sad to say, the first exam experience wasnt very ideal. boo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116489141322138186?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116489141322138186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116489141322138186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116489141322138186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116489141322138186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116460751168805450</id><published>2006-11-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T14:06:48.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/843871/Sony%20DSC%20070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/468404/Sony%20DSC%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             with lurve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/551040/ee969277.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/819040/ee96882a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/200/17451/ee96882a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays..i just need to blog again. Was browsing through the slideshow of pictures taken at villa bali (where i was cheated into dressing so shabbily) when i chanced upon these. This picture right above is so freaking funny! usual antics and the blue umbrella has a super hilarious incident attached to it. 3 birds, i should say. And i'm still laughing now.oh my. ...............................slamurylphitrol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116460751168805450?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116460751168805450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116460751168805450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116460751168805450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116460751168805450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-lurve.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116460627666675052</id><published>2006-11-27T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:44:36.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our domestic helper left last night to reunite with her family in Jarkata and you should have seen how my mom teared when they hugged and bidded each other goodbye. Wells, her relationship with our family is rather complicated cause my mum is not her direct employer. My aunt is. My mum therefore pays my aunt a substantial amount of the maid's pay since the maid helps out more in our house than my aunt's. Now that she's gone and both my sis and I refused to allow my mum to get another maid (who will stay with us and the fact is that both of us cant stand maids), the household chores are left for us to be in charged. And so, I just finished cooking lunch for my fatty brother (which he found it inedible -_-!) and washing the kitchen *&amp;^$^%&amp;amp;, while my sis is slacking in town looking for a post-O's job. Grrr......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116460627666675052?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116460627666675052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116460627666675052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116460627666675052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116460627666675052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-domestic-helper-left-last-night-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116455346289880311</id><published>2006-11-26T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:04:22.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/320/990518/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/1600/139191/P1010625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1605/3213/200/410394/P1010625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Admist all fun, laughter and smiles last night, were hidden feelings of sadness and reluctance of sending another friend to another town. And , the be-u-tiful scrapbook was presented to dearest diva as stated above, with lots of lurvee. Ha! Apart from Ms Cheryl sufferring from post-chem paper effects, usual talk cock sessions with carol and sayers and watching groups of nana's close friends bid her farewell as the young night aged, everything was great. Yes nana, we will miss you! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116455346289880311?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116455346289880311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116455346289880311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116455346289880311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116455346289880311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/admist-all-fun-laughter-and-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116435579448243112</id><published>2006-11-24T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T16:12:24.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Major School leaving examinations determine the type or 'brand' (to some people, apparently) of institution you will spend your next chapter of your life in. The whole examination and thus your grades on the piece of paper (certificate) will also play a part in shaping your character as people believe that those are the crucial moments when we all start to mature and develop asthetically, physically, mentally, etc, proper. Does it matter if you end up in a school that offers education for the gifted, special streams or many 'S'papers? Does it matter if you end up in a school with NT streams or has more NA than Express streams? Do u, then despise the neighborhood schools, that may be thought by you as so-called 'contaminated', 'contaminated' with cigarette smoke, gang fights, which therefore made u believe that the teachers, students and everybody else are bad? So, you're saying that if you end up in a good school, you will go to the top JCs and thus top Universities? That's overgeneralization and stigmatization on your part, oh-kay? This beautiful picture that you are imagining happens to probably less than 50 % of the cohort, I bet. There's is no such thing as 100% perfection, my dear friend. As cliche as it may sound, the future is in your hands. You will decide the path you walk, the salary you hold, the friends you acquaint with and the life you ultimately lead. If you succumb to peer pressure so easily, I have got nothing better to say. But, stop insulting people from the neighbourhood schools indirectly. What makes you think that if you are from a better school, you will definitely do better than people from the neighbourhood schools? Gosh. Please think before you speak! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt; wells, pardon me...-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116435579448243112?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116435579448243112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116435579448243112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116435579448243112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116435579448243112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/major-school-leaving-examinations.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116421222886610130</id><published>2006-11-23T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:17:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/IMG_0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/IMG_0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chanced upon this picture when i was browsing through my photo album. How gay! I cant wait to start jumping around after 4 December. Weeeeee....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116421222886610130?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116421222886610130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116421222886610130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116421222886610130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116421222886610130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/chanced-upon-this-picture-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116400008645646591</id><published>2006-11-20T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T13:22:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;GOT STRESS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesyesyes?&lt;/span&gt;try these out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have dessert&lt;/strong&gt;- Good news, eating something sweet decreases production of stress hormones. But go for good stuff: foods made of artificial sweeteners didnt deliver the same response as fare made of real sugar. HA! get ready to put on some weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play a slow song&lt;/strong&gt;- no Eminem or Techno(ahem!)- people who listened to slow-paced tunes had lower heart rates and blood pressure. (Bring out no.24 in A minor...wee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pop out an Altoid&lt;/strong&gt;- Meaning, smelling peppermint or cinnamon. They are said to decrease frustration. Chewing a piece of strong-flavoured gun or mint may help you keep your cool at other crazed times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, think CALM and feel calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: making funny faces wont help as much as the above quick fixes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee..good luck to all those out there for the finals.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116400008645646591?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116400008645646591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116400008645646591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116400008645646591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116400008645646591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/got-stress-yesyesyestry-these-out-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116392837387550554</id><published>2006-11-19T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T17:26:13.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The whole situation's an irony, dont you think? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116392837387550554?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116392837387550554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116392837387550554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116392837387550554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116392837387550554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/whole-situations-irony-dont-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116375256394795231</id><published>2006-11-17T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:04:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0109a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/Photo-0109a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think doing grafitti can be pretty therapeutic admist all the mugging(kaes, i hate tt word) this afternoon. And, it has become kinda addictive expecially after spending the whole day in the canteen with 2 mad people yesterday to finish up the lovely scrapbook for dearest her...ha! (WHOLE DAY..maybe tt's why i shot flying daggers w/o knowing.lols)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116375256394795231?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116375256394795231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116375256394795231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116375256394795231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116375256394795231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-doing-grafitti-can-be-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116368576311636864</id><published>2006-11-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:02:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;STRESSSSSSssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;...Its stuck in my head. Ohs, whatever..I can only make do with whatever time I have left now. Yes, focus.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oooomph&lt;/span&gt;...ooomph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile, because to frown and to worry only make things worse (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Attitude: its the way of life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116368576311636864?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116368576311636864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116368576311636864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116368576311636864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116368576311636864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/stressssssssssssssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116332264999164120</id><published>2006-11-12T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T17:10:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/collage2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/collage2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neverthelss another spastic chill-out night..BrrrR..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116332264999164120?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116332264999164120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116332264999164120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116332264999164120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116332264999164120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/neverthelss-another-spastic-chill-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116317619333891430</id><published>2006-11-11T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:32:24.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;JINXED!&lt;/strong&gt; Tell me about it. I've just been through it and I myself was quite amazed by my own "capabilities". Maybe I really did rub off some unluckiness from you, Liew Kai Ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suction vacuum did not work too well for me today. And, it was only my vacuum pipe that was not working among the one million pipes that were in use, therefore I was the only one who got superbly wet crystals after a superbly long time of suction filtration (by the way, I did confirm that the suction pipe was working). -_-! Not only that, I missed two EXPRESS 502 just now- waited for a whole hour for it! Gosh, and they claimed that it is an express bus. I was like the next person to board the first 502 when the uncle told me "man(3) le(4), den(3) xia(4) yi(4) liang(3)" -_-!. And so I waited for another 40 minutes when the 2nd bus came along but only drove away because the last person in the bus had his shirt stuck to the door. Finally, when I decided to succumb to taking the train, I boarded the wrong one which brought me further from my initial stop. And so, I only managed to get home only like after 3 hours-_-! ^%$#$ and I realised I forgot my keys upon reaching home. Lucky, dearest mama wasn't asleep yet. Diaos. What a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116317619333891430?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116317619333891430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116317619333891430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116317619333891430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116317619333891430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/jinxed-tell-me-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116300390487327188</id><published>2006-11-09T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:41:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost teared when I witnessed how my friend manage to stay so optimisstic, juggle her emotions and hide her fragile self even after being impacted with such a great blow in life that I dont think I could have handled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells..and the freaking blocked nose just ruins my day. can hardly breathe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116300390487327188?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116300390487327188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116300390487327188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116300390487327188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116300390487327188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-almost-teared-when-i-witnessed-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116283046917497309</id><published>2006-11-07T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:40:56.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally manage to convince myself that the reason for being so lethargic nowadays is probably due to the lack of exercisesssss. I've officially stopped exercising and reason being, no time for it. And, it finally dawned upon me that I should stop telling myself that I have no time for it when Melvin shouted "EXCUSES!" that day and added how girls are weird creatures, that sort of generalisations.lols, oops..but they ARE generalisations. And now that I've been sneezing at least 2 million times for the past few hours, I realized how much my immunity level has fallen. Gosh. Worse of all, there is less than 20 days to exams. Yay -_-, start wishing me happy deepavali or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Vivien's right. We should start our own CCA- kickboxing or something that allows reasonable perspiration. Dragon boat's too tough. I cant run for nuts and I would rather eat durians than run 5km twice a week and develop bulky biceps like the hulk or something. I think I really made the wrong choice to join whatever I am in now. Ha. It feels like going to school but having extended lessons- no excitement, that's what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, carol just msged me to tell me tickets for the Phantom of the Opera are for sale. Wee(: time to save up $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you aware tt the thought of you rejuvenates my soul?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk along with me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116283046917497309?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116283046917497309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116283046917497309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116283046917497309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116283046917497309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-manage-to-convince-myself-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116257279357418526</id><published>2006-11-04T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:56:35.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, SPA was g-r-e-a-t,(and muffin, i'm being honest)especially after walking around town the whole morning. And so, we concluded that our spending capacity is really diminishing- spending money is gradually becoming a bigger problem (which could be a good sign, i think). Oh wells, if you people want to go for a reasonably priced spa, look for melf (or otherwise through me, i guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO..the final exam's here and so doom's approaching. Ahh! -_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;glad you had asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116257279357418526?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116257279357418526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116257279357418526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116257279357418526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116257279357418526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/seriously-spa-was-g-r-e-tand-muffin-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116248112270188960</id><published>2006-11-02T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:26:34.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the last 30 minutes with "need for speed,the most wanted" and forza with my fatty brother when my father commented on my slow reflexes-_-! and mentioned of getting a steering wheel to replace those controllers when he realised he had problems with the S-cranked courses.woots!wee..i hope he really meant so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i finally manage to convince my father to let me continue taking manual courses.yay! Plus tmr's shopping therapy cum spa at mel's with the girls. wee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116248112270188960?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116248112270188960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116248112270188960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116248112270188960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116248112270188960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-spent-last-30-minutes-with-need-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116239248003002963</id><published>2006-11-01T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:48:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having weird dreams lately.Dreams about you and I mean weird in a bad sense. That sense of remoteness is kinda penetrating and it scares me somehow.. okays, its hard to put it in words..-_-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116239248003002963?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116239248003002963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116239248003002963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116239248003002963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116239248003002963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-been-having-weird-dreams-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116230870351417803</id><published>2006-10-31T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:31:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend commented a few days back that I have utterly weird pleasures which set me pondering over the extent of weird-ness and why so.. Okays, I love gory stuff and I seek thrill from gore. That is not very bad, is it? Yar and I am definitely not gonna list the rest of them. Don't wanna be labeled as a sicko, psycho or something. And so, I was wondering how I can feel so immune about people getting chopped up into pieces while the others can squirm and screech at the sight of it? I'm very sure I'm not the only one who gets addicted to such weird stuff. I remember how mz and I used to direct our own gory movies where ever we were, whenever we're bored. So, there I was thinking when I realized that the 'Singapore Society' module does actually have effects on me. I realize I am starting to deconstruct social phenomenon or norms to analyse the reasons behind it- just like how I am thinking why youths like me gets addicted to gore. The worst part is I'm doing this kinda naturally. Gosh, carol..save me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaes..that aside..I thought the chemistry paper that day was harder than Kuna's. Well, maybe I didn't study enough. Okays, its over..no point lamenting. Adding on, I cant believe how Jin can only not know how to do 2 questions and be the first to walk out of the LT. Bravo but he will always remain as a slut nonetheless. And I was wondering why we need geneticists to solve genetics disorder when there's really not a cure for it. It is GENETIC, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116230870351417803?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116230870351417803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116230870351417803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116230870351417803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116230870351417803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-friend-commented-few-days-back-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116205115409919082</id><published>2006-10-28T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:24:01.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The ballad of Paul K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xlecfxv17PA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xlecfxv17PA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got me addicted, mz :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116205115409919082?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116205115409919082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116205115409919082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116205115409919082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116205115409919082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/ballad-of-paul-k-you-got-me-addicted.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116187682680107709</id><published>2006-10-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:33:46.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>october 27.. o gosh..it feels worse than the day before A's..its like a mix of bees and butterflies in my stomach. I could feel rushes of adrenalin, which is not really a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like moo moo claims, i need that faith. Somehow, the utter confidence that was always present at crucial periods diminished to almost nothing left, not even a trickle of it. I've got a bad premonition about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116187682680107709?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116187682680107709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116187682680107709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116187682680107709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116187682680107709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/october-27.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116179277091481589</id><published>2006-10-25T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:28:13.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought of the time you should start to plan for your retirement? Dont gasp. Its not too early to think about it at all. Especially for people like me, who wants to travel around the world after retirement. Part of the meagre wage set aside for consientious saving in the future may not suffice. Besides, who doesnt want to retire early? Think about it. We aint young anymore. Half of our lives are gonna be spent studying. Therefore, almost half of our lives are already gone now. I always tell my friend, and i still do now and then, that time's running out. We should do whatever we feel like doing before white strands of hair appear like magic and nobody knows what will happen after that *poof* that went along with growth of white hair. Hence, its not a very bad idea to start thinking about how to grow your money NOW. Yar, maybe plant money trees that bear dollar notes as fruits instead of durians. I hate durians, esp the smell of it...planting dollar notes therefore sound 1 million times a better substitute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the hoo-ha that our maybe-its-a-better-quality piece of paper attained after probably 3 years, out of our 15 years or more of education, may only qualify to perform a simple and mundane chore that almost anybody is capable of, people start panicking and looking for alternative branches of study or hopeful industrial sector to better prove the worth of our maybe-its-a-better-quality piece of paper. And, I believe that growing money could be a better way out- insurance coverage, unit trust with highly claimed interest rates, stocks and govt bonds. Yar...whatever..you know what I mean..individual, not-really-risky investments. And, now that the doughnut dream is further than the journey to Lala-land, maybe "planting that money tree" now isnt a bad idea after all. Besides, such plans always take 10 to 25 years. Hmmm....yea, think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116179277091481589?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116179277091481589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116179277091481589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116179277091481589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116179277091481589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-you-ever-thought-of-time-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116161270970861854</id><published>2006-10-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:11:49.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/collage1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when you're down, you just cant help thinking that there will be these people who will always be there for you or whom you have happy memories with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, i cant stand the phrase "f**l mar*s". stop saying it! Ahh! And i seriously dont care about what you want for your C**. Get *.0 for all u want, yar? Just leave me out of this damn bloody competition, alright? you're gg overboard. Gosh! shaadup!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...i'm feeling so much better now..-_-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116161270970861854?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116161270970861854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116161270970861854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116161270970861854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116161270970861854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-when-youre-down-you-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116149244883559635</id><published>2006-10-22T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:47:28.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impromptu dinner with the dunearn besties ('where's matin?) at fish and co , after a 10-5 lab, was way retardedly, light-heartedly fun..weee! tried squeezing into an id-photo machine and took photos with our camera?! How retarded was that? whaha! and playing with christmas costumes or ornaments secretly in 'daiso, always $2 -_-!', hiding from the security and the security camera.How crazy was that? but u guys always rock (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116149244883559635?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116149244883559635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116149244883559635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116149244883559635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116149244883559635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/impromptu-dinner-with-dunearn-besties.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116143868627247974</id><published>2006-10-21T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T21:51:26.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/smallglazes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/smallglazes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/nycheesecakesmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/nycheesecakesmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Varieties_r6_c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/Varieties_r6_c1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Varieties_r5_c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/Varieties_r5_c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! droolingly deliciously fabulous-a....krispykremes...&lt;br /&gt;(the original glazed, newyork cheesecake, powered cake and chocolateicedcake doughnuts)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116143868627247974?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116143868627247974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116143868627247974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116143868627247974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116143868627247974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahhh-droolingly-deliciously-fabulous.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116101060099142725</id><published>2006-10-16T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:00:16.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0104.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0104.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can u even see the Singtel building opposite? gosh..the haze.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0106.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0106.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha..funny eh? Its some anaesthesia used for fruit flys in our lab today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like jade's photos on ATNM and i love sara's hair..but i think joanie's the best..so prreetty! woots...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116101060099142725?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116101060099142725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116101060099142725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116101060099142725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116101060099142725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-u-even-see-singtel-building.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116092226676368202</id><published>2006-10-15T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:40:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/P10105452.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/P10105452.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Slamurylphitrol's probably one of the best things that could actually happen in my life. You people are the ones who make dreams possible. You people are the ones who make dreams become reality and I know that our pact this evening will never be forgotten. We will create our own haven in no time, yea?&lt;br /&gt;Well, its a pity that Cheryl needs to study for biostats..but no worries Cheryl, we'll have a girl's outing soon! Had to make a trip to the exhibition so we all ended up having lunch only early evening..Oops. Wells, had a great time camwhoring..here's the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/samhosw"&gt;slamurylphitrol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy viewing! will post them up in our group blog soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116092226676368202?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116092226676368202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116092226676368202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116092226676368202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116092226676368202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-slamurylphitrols-probably-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116074188068688860</id><published>2006-10-13T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T13:22:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It didnt occur to me today's black friday,friday the 13th, until chui ying told me after lessons in school ended. Are u paraskevidekatriaphobic (Aha, i bet you cant pronouce it)? Meaning having fear for such superstitiously scary days. No.Dont think i'm a genius. I didnt know of that word too, until I saw it in the net. haha. Okay, I'm not really affected by it but like how a typical human would behave, I tend to associate cases like realising that my right contact lens went missing from my case this morning or getting lost in somewhere between S2, S3 and S4 (I dont even wanna talk about it...makes me wanna stab myself..lol) with such dates. Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next week's gonna be tough but I know you'll be there to give me strength and guide me through..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116074188068688860?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116074188068688860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116074188068688860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116074188068688860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116074188068688860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-didnt-occur-to-me-todays-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116066440913794096</id><published>2006-10-12T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:21:29.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having problems spelling really simple stuff recently. Like: wait, flaunt, all, is, it...etc. That's not it. I also have problems constructing simple sentences! I think its a sign of me gg mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh..I can't wait for 27th October. I cant imagine having to go through everything again if i fail to get my license! And, yes you jin, I know your mom's birthday is on the 27th of October.-_-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116066440913794096?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116066440913794096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116066440913794096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116066440913794096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116066440913794096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-having-problems-spelling-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116049489009010776</id><published>2006-10-10T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:40:10.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0105.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0105.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said that was easy and fun?!! If you like foreign babes/hunks and better still, if you know of any one who has a foreigner as their companion, pls come forth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...has anybody told you,"Eh! How come you're wearing this? you took the time-travel machine?" and henceforth not associate very closely with you? Or, "OMG, i love your clothes. Where do u get them?" and henceforth smiles at you all the time. Does someone's taste in dressing tell you who or how the person really is? I thought The Chinese has a saying for it about how clothes make up a person or whatsoever..And ironically, people also claim "not to judge a book by its cover" ...wells, how many of us here actually do create such new social labels through the so-called "stigmatization"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, tonight's probably the first night of this week devoid of brain-blended thoughts, free of mugging for ^%$#$ tests and early sleep..hoho...wells.A pity that it is short-lived, like all other beautiful things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need my tea sessions! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116049489009010776?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116049489009010776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116049489009010776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116049489009010776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116049489009010776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/who-said-that-was-easy-and-fun-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116023440084795726</id><published>2006-10-07T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:20:00.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still blame myself for landing at this point; doing what I am &lt;strong&gt;made &lt;/strong&gt;to do , as i watched myself in the review mirror. Not fulfiling, not fulfiling... Would it be better then, if I had made it to the &lt;strong&gt;other side&lt;/strong&gt;? I wouldnt know and I couldnt wish for it now, can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116023440084795726?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116023440084795726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116023440084795726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116023440084795726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116023440084795726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-still-blame-myself-for-landing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116022644273816746</id><published>2006-10-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T21:07:22.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather is so %#$@* that the number of times I sneeze is said to be almost uncountable! And, I am inclined to think that my spectacles are dirty every time I stepped out of house. Those forest fires...tsk tsk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116022644273816746?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116022644273816746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116022644273816746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116022644273816746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116022644273816746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/weather-is-so-that-number-of-times-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-116005822740852283</id><published>2006-10-05T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T21:09:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So....98% of the time spent in organic chem lecture is figuring out what he is trying to teach or maybe translating some newly invented language into english. The remaining 2 % of the time is when there is silence in the theatre, neither he nor us speak. As for today, we spent most of the time doing this.... and this usually happens when you are the only one who takes notes on paper while the rest do theirs on their textbks.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; somebody gets high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When K. gets abit mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its written: (1) sam rocks and cheryl dont.(obviously..woohoo) (2) 'cheryl' has a chiral centre and her mirror image and her are enantiomers. -_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wee..there are always exotic sweets when cheryl's around. Like above, florida's natural: strawberry nuggets. 66% fresh fruit ingredient or smth.. aha..I wonder why people would actually want to employ such a design. Maybe one day you'll see cheese flavoured sweets by KRAFT, packed like cheesesticks (by KRAFT)..whaha..cheese rocks la (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-116005822740852283?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/116005822740852283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=116005822740852283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116005822740852283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/116005822740852283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115997050409754311</id><published>2006-10-04T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T22:44:36.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Communication is such an important tool in life. It keeps your emotional being alive and somehow keeps the world revolving all year round. A sense of utter desolation follows if day-to-day communication were to be ceased between you and the people around you- the bond between you and the world disintegrates; you are left in total bleakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication could mean a simple 'hi' or 'bye' and these simple two-three letter greetings actually helps sustain relationships between people (to a certain extent). Don't communicate and you will start losing friends. Don't communicate and you will start to feel distant between you and your family members. Don't communicate and love will never blossom. Don't communicate and your tutor will assume you are the geek who knows everything but in actual fact, you know nothing. Don't communicate and the waitress will think that you want ice water when you want ice lemon tea. I used to belittle the word. What word? THE word: Communication. I never used to believe in greeting an acquaintance or even a friend. Aha. Wells. As you start to age, you start to realize more important stuff that used to seem trivial and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is so so hectic! Maybe one day when I am taking off my contacts, I wouldn't even know my eyeballs got sucked out in the process....hoho.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm gonna put a stop to it and tt's it...tt's it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115997050409754311?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115997050409754311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115997050409754311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115997050409754311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115997050409754311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/communication-is-such-important-tool.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115980410091132212</id><published>2006-10-02T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:52:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeyerr..i'm so gonna become the next dean or president or whatsoever. I'm gonna replace the &lt;strong&gt;whole Sc***** canteen&lt;/strong&gt; (make sure there's MOS burger), set up a new faculty that offers &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; course for anybody who has the potential and interest in, extend each sem, introduce longer sem breaks, reshuffle the exam dates, have lesser exams, take lesser modules, install aircons, escalators,more lifts or escalators with aircons and maybe paint the school building green. welcome to my lala land.......muahaha..woot..(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115980410091132212?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115980410091132212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115980410091132212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115980410091132212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115980410091132212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/10/eeyerr.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115955200909708837</id><published>2006-09-30T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T01:46:49.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having a lot of trouble getting to sleep at the it-is-time-to-sleep hour recently and I really wonder why. Yes yes, I always fall asleep at a particular standard time if I have nothing else better to do. Could it be because of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;or is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115955200909708837?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115955200909708837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115955200909708837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115955200909708837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115955200909708837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-been-having-lot-of-trouble-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115953833455123205</id><published>2006-09-29T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:23:16.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think the low levels of acetylcholinsterase or perhaps the abnormally long distance between the synapses in the grey/white matter is causing me to become retarded-ly slow when it comes to responding to accidents. Maybe, it is normal that humans have this lag time when carrying out voluntary actions. I used to think that it is rather funny when seeing actors in dramas watch a pot of plant fall towards them from a high storey instead of running away to avoid it. Okay, I probably understand now. Yes yes, I actually watch an "incubated-long-enough" bottle of merlot slide down from my fridge right in front of me this morning. Its not my fault really. Wines are troublesome. They have to be laid down instead of placing it straight up and I probably pulled open the door a little too hard that caused the wine from the already loose tray to slide downwards. The thing is, I actually saw it sliding down but I didn't manage to stop it from sliding down. Funny la. Lucky my father is not exactly pissed. And, this is not the first time I actually break glasses in a row. My mom's actually thinking of changing everything to plastic ware (eeyer..so obiang). Well, blame it on my synapses.Heh :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this is what happens when you put two slightly crazy people together..No..it's when you put a crazy and a normal being together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/collage15.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;appalled by your indifference.Its making me sick..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115953833455123205?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115953833455123205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115953833455123205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115953833455123205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115953833455123205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-low-levels-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115943606795443749</id><published>2006-09-28T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:02:21.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had starbucks last night after blending my brain for juice with psychologist-to-be and these pictures are taken with carol's Mac book. How cool is that? Lappie with cams on them are so for the vain-pokes.boo..aha! Well well, mine's still the best. The largest, heaviest and it even has a keyboard that u can flaunt your typing skills (its like plastic la). The brand embossed on the cover, when annouced, makes people laugh non-stop..whaha..how cool but i still love it best! yay.. -_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/collage16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/320/collage16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh..and i finally manage to see pictures captured during SOW. Found them from shuying's blog and put them together on my web album while playing around with picasa's new feature..hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/samhosw/SOW"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/samhosw/SOW&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;sow&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115943606795443749?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115943606795443749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115943606795443749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115943606795443749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115943606795443749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-starbucks-last-night-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115910827833068995</id><published>2006-09-24T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:35:25.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever since school started, I havent really been able to engage in the activities I used to enjoy. Well, time and work could be the factor. I dunno? So, finally, I decided to stop inventing excuses and dived into the pool. Instead of my usual routine, I only aimed to finish half of it. As expected, it felt as though I carried out the whole routine! Oh man! I'm so gonna make sure I catch up this hols. Nevertheless, the whole experience felt as good and rejuvenating as ever! Time always seem to standstill. Gosh..and the word, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt; is stuck in my head. Ho-liday..hoo-lii-daaayy..hoho..yar.. and I actually told mz that I have a one-month holiday..yes yes, I wished..aha! so much stuff to complete!.oh yay, tmr's driving once again, after a self-scheduled two week break. Woots..slack eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm here for the hard times&lt;br /&gt;The straight to your heart times&lt;br /&gt;Whenever it aint easy&lt;br /&gt;You can stand up against me&lt;br /&gt;And maybe rely on me&lt;br /&gt;And cry on me.........................the song's stuck in my head..thanks Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be there for you(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115910827833068995?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115910827833068995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115910827833068995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115910827833068995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115910827833068995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/ever-since-school-started-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115901862107044600</id><published>2006-09-23T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:37:01.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i simply adore my little god-brother..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/1600/Photo-0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1605/3213/200/Photo-0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115901862107044600?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115901862107044600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115901862107044600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115901862107044600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115901862107044600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-simply-adore-my-little-god-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115895400586777182</id><published>2006-09-23T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T03:40:05.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The bbq organised by Jo was good, I should say, excluding the ghostly "story-telling" part initiating by Jin though. Oh my, and Viv's train of thoughts are really..whoa..scary.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, laughing was the main activity I engaged in. So glad our OG could actually survive till now and still have so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fabulous too. Nana came down to NUS and the 4 of us had lunch at munchie monkey's! Totally love the session. It's always so wonderful to realize how possible it is to communicate with people from different planets.(Oh,Cheryl's from Mars. She's like the PR there and I think carol was too tired today, so she probably stayed in Jupiter while we were having lunch). Wells, obviously nana and I were the only earthlings. Whaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.Its like 3.30 am now. I feel like playing bridge and mahjong suddenly. Today's like the first day of the long awaited break. A time for rest and probably play but a part of me never really looked forward to this break. Ironic but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you not say goodbye if u were leaving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115895400586777182?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115895400586777182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115895400586777182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115895400586777182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115895400586777182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/bbq-organised-by-jo-was-good-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115884187675147232</id><published>2006-09-21T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:15:41.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody once told me, "Nobody in this world is indispensable" and it struck me how fallacious the statement was. I always feel that the people around me actually have some power to influence(influence not manipulate) certain aspects of my life and this is so for anybody else. And, without these people, life would be bland, monotonous and well, meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The optimists constantly spur you on and give you advices to motivate you. The pessimists make you consider other alternative viewpoints that you could have missed out in your life and probably offers you a chance to act as an optimist. The competitors &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pressurize&lt;/span&gt; you 24/7 and for those who get affected darn easily, break out in cold sweat and start studying probably at the speed of light. For those who don't give a damn,well, don't give a damn. Well, it's good to have competition in whatever you do. It spurs you on but it gets onto your nerves when they constantly try so hard to check up on you/catch up with you. The crazy and bitchy people somehow spice up your life and it's true. These people make up a big portion of my life. The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;superficial&lt;/span&gt; ones make you feel like puking especially when they strike &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; superficial and insincere conversations with you. The&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; backstabbers&lt;/span&gt;, erm...well...can just make you feel like pushing them off the building or slicing up their brains for anat classes. The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'take things for granted'&lt;/span&gt; ones constantly neglect the feelings of close ones around them. Obviously, there are more classes than whatever I've mentioned and without them, I really cannot imagine the type of life I'll lead. Yes, I probably do sound a little &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;intolerant &lt;/span&gt;but it is definitely not easy to put up a front and be nice to whoever you cannot tolerate so my theory will always stand: Why tolerate then? Apathy is probably &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; word. Maybe one day, I'll learn to act as a hypocrite, (like some people out there) put on a mask and smile to you even though I cannot condone your behavior. Wells, it seems that the first option still sound better eh? So, be a &lt;strong&gt;NICE&lt;/strong&gt; person. Stop irritating people around you if you fall in any of the above nasty categories. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30030924-115884187675147232?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115884187675147232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115884187675147232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115884187675147232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115884187675147232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/somebody-once-told-me-nobody-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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-30030924.post-115841615945959415</id><published>2006-09-16T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T22:15:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHH!&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/30030924-115841615945959415?l=samlovesgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/115841615945959415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30030924&amp;postID=115841615945959415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115841615945959415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30030924/posts/default/115841615945959415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samlovesgreen.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15149830208839242467</uri><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></feed>
