<?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-14563707</id><updated>2011-11-18T20:15:53.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pin up Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14563707.post-3213828181586281200</id><published>2009-08-29T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:25:49.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh wow....</title><content type='html'>Lots of people are dropping dead like dumb bird in the middle of a shooting range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just reaffirms that the world is ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally started back on my practical driving. Ok lah.....so far I havn't create an accident except stalling a car in the middle of the road. Havn't been banned from the driving school.....Sonot a basket case yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiyah.....since the PICU course is finally over, I have checklists to do....Checklist, Checklists...Whole life all checklist.....Inventory, POTC, PICU Course....urgh.......Sick of it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-3213828181586281200?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3213828181586281200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=3213828181586281200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3213828181586281200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3213828181586281200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-wow.html' title='Oh wow....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-3581879590690107633</id><published>2009-08-03T04:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:28:22.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinkerbell's dream</title><content type='html'>She lies still in bed,&lt;br /&gt;Not making a single move,&lt;br /&gt;Bruises seen and unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world still continues to move,&lt;br /&gt;Bastardy is still rampant,&lt;br /&gt;But her life lingers by a single thread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifelines reinforced,&lt;br /&gt;Discussions made,&lt;br /&gt;to suit the best for the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's nature, in the end,&lt;br /&gt;that will take her course,&lt;br /&gt;Until then, weep for the young innocent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-3581879590690107633?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3581879590690107633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=3581879590690107633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3581879590690107633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3581879590690107633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/08/tinkerbells-dream.html' title='Tinkerbell&apos;s dream'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8692717238011065698</id><published>2009-08-01T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:06:17.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so tired</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired. Really really tired.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK H1N1......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so stressed and overworked and all are falling sick one by one. I'M JUST WASTING MY LIFE AWAY. Is this all I have to offer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so sick of everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8692717238011065698?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8692717238011065698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8692717238011065698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8692717238011065698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8692717238011065698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-so-tired.html' title='Just so tired'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-9167861199351077487</id><published>2009-07-11T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:18:01.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>yAY....Finally i'm done with my in house course and my degree is on hold for now. So I have no obligations so far...except for my checklists.....Bleah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flu bug has been drinking some caffeine. Everyone has been sick with a  flu and of course, so have I. MC man, that's the way to go, only problem is that my D &amp;amp; D is on tomorrow!!!! Heck with it, I'll rest well tomorrow morning and go for it in the evening. bAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Free food. Don't waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been promoted. Can you believe it? I can't. It just feel so weird and so long non- obligational jobs...... Life was sweet when I was a noob nurse. I didn't have to do a lot of stuff, just E.X.I.S.T. Goodbye sweet life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-9167861199351077487?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9167861199351077487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=9167861199351077487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9167861199351077487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9167861199351077487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5526361801804784908</id><published>2009-06-21T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:55:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're so screwed.</title><content type='html'>As a catholic, it's kinda disturbing to hear Madonna with her boy toy Jesus. It just makes it sound so incestuous and very very wrong. Heard she manage to finally adopt Mercy from Malawi. Haha...irony man, irony. Hollywood is such a trashland, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's why gossip is so good there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have a burnout soon!!! I'm so worried for my results amd I have a presentation to prepare fore!! Breathe Sam...you can do it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I better have my ALs or else I'll just collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H1N1, hot topic...but it's so close to me...especially with my profession, I worry, of course and Brina is paniking on my behalf coz she's so paranoid that she'll get it from me and can't fly to Bangkok this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's learn something about irony today. Irony is if she comes back with the sickness after getting it from Bangkok. So Brina, if it's meant to be, it's meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OF COURSE TOUCH WOOD!!! NO WAY DO I EVER WANT ANYONE IN MY FAMILY TO GET IT!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renovations are finally ending soon, which is such a relieve...I want to create a cozy room and get back my most treasured privacy. Yes, the walls are painted light yellow. Hahaha///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANGO Sale is ON!!! I'm like going all psy with the whole thing. Just love MANGO. Now, just waiting for Desigual to go on sle and everything will be GREAT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5526361801804784908?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5526361801804784908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5526361801804784908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5526361801804784908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5526361801804784908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-so-screwed.html' title='We&apos;re so screwed.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2380039124661485683</id><published>2009-05-29T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:14:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How inconvenient</title><content type='html'>Last night's shift was just ugh ....... Resuscitation and packing, not a nice way to end your night, but you got to do what you got to do, I guess......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!! I've handed in my assignments and I'm free!!!! Need to study my in house course, though.....Sigh....It's never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying at my granddad's place for the month due to house renovations....It's inconvenient but I'll hang in there. Can't wait to decorate my room. Yay!! Since I'm staying at my granddad's place, I've never been to Lot 1 more times in one week than the rest of my life. I must go to the zoo and get my practical driving started....Must make good use of  the vicinity. hAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2380039124661485683?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2380039124661485683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2380039124661485683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2380039124661485683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2380039124661485683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-inconvenient.html' title='How inconvenient'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-1710025831500537334</id><published>2009-05-19T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:59:50.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha....</title><content type='html'>Just brings back memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crass.on.ru/flash/bbird.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-1710025831500537334?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1710025831500537334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=1710025831500537334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1710025831500537334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1710025831500537334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html' title='Haha....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-4580138552657156717</id><published>2009-05-12T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:59:31.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having life regrets.....</title><content type='html'>My mom was asking the other day if I regretted not going overseas to study. Oh man....I didn't hold back. I told her resoundingly......Yes!!! She was like....but working gives you a better perspective on your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oK....Here's my arguement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look. I have been away from work from more than 18-19 years studying. What made you think that just to convert my diploma into a degree just for a year would make a hell lot of a difference with work experience??? Work experience can be obtained anytime but the experience I face while studying and experiencing cultures and the world....that's what I really am regretting. On the other hand, family was in the way but I really am disappointed by to loss of my prime slogging at a workplace with effing working environments, begging for my ALs while my fellow peers are experiencing the time of their lives. Jealous?? Duh.... That's redundent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could just pack and leave without feeling so obligated. I just really want a place where I could really call my own somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Definitely not in Singapore......too small and close for comfort.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-4580138552657156717?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4580138552657156717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=4580138552657156717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4580138552657156717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4580138552657156717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/05/having-life-regrets.html' title='Having life regrets.....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-3758676309341760945</id><published>2009-05-05T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:03:18.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't get it.....</title><content type='html'>I heard there is going to be Playboy Singapore??? Why bother?? It's like producing a magazine for the blind in non-braille. So redundent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, swine flu is the hot topic right now. The ward is a nightmare. I mean, we have to wear the N95 the whole shift and that mask is so uncomfortable. It just makes us looks a lot like a monkey once we take out the mask at the end of the shift with the line around the mouth and the nose. Go Darwin~~&lt;br /&gt;Hope out hospital does not receive any cases. Ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....I did 2nd round of third nite and survived!! So proud of my bank and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna renovate the house!!! Yess!!! Long time coming. All I really want is my in-built oven. Lots of baking in my future. Bring it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...\Back to doing my assignment. It better be specticular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-3758676309341760945?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3758676309341760945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=3758676309341760945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3758676309341760945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3758676309341760945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-dont-get-it.html' title='I just don&apos;t get it.....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5661616743089326480</id><published>2009-04-28T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:53:24.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.....</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought things would get remotely better, it falls apart again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5661616743089326480?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5661616743089326480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5661616743089326480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5661616743089326480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5661616743089326480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title='Sigh.....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-575850356079401287</id><published>2009-04-16T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:01:32.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is It.........2012.</title><content type='html'>Am I a hypochondriac or a paranoid ass of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be glad to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the New Paper's article on the apocalypse on a predicted solar storm which will kill the earth's technology (goodbye iPod, hello minstrels.) and stuff and how the people will be in hunger and thirst. Yadda yadda. Honestly I don't really care about the New Paper. It's crap piece of trash with most writers writing mediocre articles. But this piece caught my eye not because it was very well written (in fact, it was really it's usual crap-O.) but it reminded me on the documentary on the Aztec prediction on how the world will end in 2012 on December 21. Their predictions have been spot on so far or so I heard, their only mistake and a real fatal one was the predictions of some white guy who will be their saviour. Yeeaa......They saw their knight in shiny armour alright. The Spainiards. Guess what happened? Aztec Massacare. Not the kind of knight shiny armour kinda image I would picture, but point is......They did predict of some white guy in their future (So does the SPGs flogging down Clark Quay, kinda think of it.) so there must be some truths in their predictions right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya peeps....why bother trying to loose weight? We'll have to by default anyway with the predicted shortage of food and water. Why bother learning to drive? What we really need is to learn how to ride a horse. (Orchard Towers has many.) Build a carriage. Follow Noah. He built his Ark way before the great flood, but he was prepared. In the end who had the last laugh?? Him. Who survived? Him. Who died on ugly drowning? The rest of the world. (Hint: Paris Hilton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my fellow sufferers of the capitalistic world, live free and and burn well (oh you will.....with the solar storm.). Count your blessing if you live to 2013.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-575850356079401287?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/575850356079401287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=575850356079401287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/575850356079401287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/575850356079401287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-it2012.html' title='This is It.........2012.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2963263712024670899</id><published>2009-04-16T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:30:20.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I could not stop for Death - Emily Dickinson</title><content type='html'>Because I could not stop for Death,&lt;br /&gt;He kindly stopped for me;&lt;br /&gt;The carriage held but just ourselves&lt;br /&gt;And Immortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slowly drove, he knew no haste,&lt;br /&gt;And I had put away&lt;br /&gt;My labour, and my leisure too,&lt;br /&gt;For his civility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the school where children played,&lt;br /&gt;Their lessons scarcely done;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the fields of gazing grain,&lt;br /&gt;We passed the setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paused before a house that seemed&lt;br /&gt;A swelling of the ground;&lt;br /&gt;The roof was scarcely visible,&lt;br /&gt;The cornice but a mound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then 'tis centuries; but each&lt;br /&gt;Feels shorter than the day&lt;br /&gt;I first surmised the horses' heads&lt;br /&gt;Were toward eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.jazjaz.net/2009/04/40-hauntingly-beautiful-photographs-taken-in-graveyards.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click here for cool Graveyard Pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2963263712024670899?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2963263712024670899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2963263712024670899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2963263712024670899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2963263712024670899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/04/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death.html' title='Because I could not stop for Death - Emily Dickinson'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-9154604923405378983</id><published>2009-03-17T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:35:16.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day.</title><content type='html'>One day,&lt;br /&gt;You'll look back in your life.&lt;br /&gt;The little joys,&lt;br /&gt;The bigger sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;The trials and trebulations you face.&lt;br /&gt;The respect you earn of your peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Day,&lt;br /&gt;You'll think back on all the little loves that you had,&lt;br /&gt;And the bigger loves that you've lost.&lt;br /&gt;The you'll learn to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Day,&lt;br /&gt;You'll see yourself in another's eye.&lt;br /&gt;You'd either grow or cry,&lt;br /&gt;Grow from what you've become,&lt;br /&gt;Cry from what you could've achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;the measure of a man,&lt;br /&gt;is not the number of successes you earn,&lt;br /&gt;but the impact you have on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Day,&lt;br /&gt;You'll realise everything is going to be O.K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-9154604923405378983?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9154604923405378983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=9154604923405378983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9154604923405378983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9154604923405378983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-day.html' title='One Day.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7135591703751656386</id><published>2009-03-06T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:11:48.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"How do you know if it's the cab we called?"</title><content type='html'>The success of our education system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Rit, Lisa (Rit's sis) and Beautiful moi went for the Jason Mraz concert. It was great!! His usual scating, touretting opera singing and the three man brass band were great! However, the only thing that spoilt the atmosphere were the bunch of people behind uswho just glued their asses to the chair. What poopers! However, overall a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since my shiteous annual leave is over (I fell ill), it's time to plan for my november leave. I better be doing some flying.  hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: Rachel Yamagata's concert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7135591703751656386?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7135591703751656386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7135591703751656386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7135591703751656386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7135591703751656386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-do-you-know-if-its-cab-we-called.html' title='&quot;How do you know if it&apos;s the cab we called?&quot;'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2357880103438539457</id><published>2009-02-23T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:47:07.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be such a poker face.....Just dance</title><content type='html'>How can I when it's finally my Annual leave but I'm stuck here with so many things to do. I hope I get through to my classes though. I'm so tired about all these. Honestly, I'm tired of studying. I really am. Let's face it. I don't fit mainstream academica and I'm more hands on and practical. Always have always will. So I guess I have to finish all my stuff this week. So, goodbye Hong Kong and importantly, goodbye H &amp;amp; M. I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone watched "Facemakers" in Discovery Home and Health? It's so cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;My Dad took out the kids channel. Goodbye Nickelodeon and Disney channel. Helloo~~ Asian Food Channel, Discovery Home and Health and E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness!! I'm growing old soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that after all the years in my life, I have a very bad habit. When someone tells me to do something, all the more I won't do it. I mean,who wants to follow the most pragmatic choice? So boring. But you got to admit, I really lost out on a lot. Is it just sheer arrogance? I should really start listening and put my life to perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2357880103438539457?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2357880103438539457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2357880103438539457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2357880103438539457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2357880103438539457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-be-such-poker-facejust-dance.html' title='Don&apos;t be such a poker face.....Just dance'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7710277440708100528</id><published>2009-02-14T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:43:55.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Valentine's Day!!</title><content type='html'>Work was a reall crapper today. Well considering that it was crap for the past few days, I'm surprise I'm still having constipation. I can't wait for my AL. So in order to destress myself, I decided to walk down Orchard Road and "Window Shop". I just bought my march issue of Martha Stewart's Living and my Neil Gaiman's issue 7 of the Sandman comics. When it comes to food though, know when's the good time to go food hunting? Yeap!! Valentine's day!!! Why? They have all those couple discounts at a cheap rate like 2 for the price of 1. Blah Blah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchard was filled with couples. Gays, lesbians, pseudo-gays, pseudo-lesbians, incestuous looking couples, straight couples, androgynous couples, you name it, they got it. It's so sad Valentine's Day is so commercialised. Those idiotic marketing asses just can't settle with killing Christmas. Just picture a scene with St. Valentine (that the supposed patron saint for Valentine's Day) and his conversation with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God: Look at those immorals fornicating like there's no tomorrow in your honour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;St. Valentine:My lord, I have no idea it would turn out that way. I just taught them to love one another, not fornicate one another!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;St. Patrick: At least they make love! I save one country from serpents, and on my Day, they just get drunk drinking Guiness and release their own serpents by pissing on the streets!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercialisation just kills everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7710277440708100528?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7710277440708100528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7710277440708100528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7710277440708100528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7710277440708100528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-valentines-day.html' title='It&apos;s Valentine&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-1021204711439804610</id><published>2009-02-13T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:03:58.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're pushing it.</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to be pushed to my limits. It's nothing to be proud of because it could be avoided. The environment is stressful enough. Why must you guys be so bitchy? It's so immature and tells me so much of your personality. You guys have none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my cousins yesterday for dinner at Garuda Padang Cuisine at Cainhill Place. The food was Seeeeddddap!!!!! The company was just as excellent. The night was full of laughs talking about pass boyfriends and girlfriends, the current issues in the Ang Clan and jibbing at each other about incidents when we were young. It was so funnyhearing storiess when we were young. We should do it again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just persevere Sam. You can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo....I just remembered of my Tiramisu in the fridge!! ~! That just made me feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-1021204711439804610?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1021204711439804610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=1021204711439804610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1021204711439804610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1021204711439804610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-pushing-it.html' title='You&apos;re pushing it.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-4061735613851052355</id><published>2009-02-07T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:16:07.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh......</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night I met up with Rev and Rit. What do I do without those 2?? We talked and talked about our life and honestly, I felt so much better. Having friends whho understand you really makes a huge difference. We met at Gloria Jean at Cineleisure, ate at some Billy Bombers sister restaurant, walked at Taka and made our way to forum Starbucks and talked some more until about 10.30pm. Rev's not going back to Australia so Yay! Now there's no reason for me to go to Adelaide in March so Boo!! No worries....I'll just find another holiday destination. My mom was thinking since that was the case so I should cancel my March annual leave. No Way! It's my time to regain my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a simple black maxi dress. I think I should just head down to skinny-free-size land a.k.a. bugis street. Maybe with some divine intervention they would carry a freakin' large and stun the hairy legs out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get to my happiness and destination soon. Now's just not yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-4061735613851052355?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4061735613851052355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=4061735613851052355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4061735613851052355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4061735613851052355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahh.html' title='Ahh......'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-4749943871251590460</id><published>2009-02-06T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:00:11.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh shit!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm in so much trouble~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-4749943871251590460?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4749943871251590460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=4749943871251590460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4749943871251590460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4749943871251590460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-shit.html' title='Oh shit!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-831235621104903834</id><published>2009-02-05T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:10:26.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Man.....</title><content type='html'>It's already febuary. Yes!!!! The only wish I have for this year is that I hope it passes fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so worried for my mom. Her tummy is so bloated. Like reallybig and bloated. With the news of the cyst in her liver as well, this does not sit well with me. Really. Her next check up is in April though, hopefully it tells of good news. I just hope it's my hyperchondriacness kicking in and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stick to my plan..... Hopefully it will finally fall though. Like really. Please....In my life no plan has fallen through. God, just make me happy for once and let it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-831235621104903834?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/831235621104903834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=831235621104903834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/831235621104903834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/831235621104903834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-man.html' title='Oh Man.....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-9124851224530155012</id><published>2009-02-05T20:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:04:23.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things I realised....about me and stuff</title><content type='html'>1) I must be like the only one or the weirdest few who have a hypothermia death pose in case of a rare chance I would hike up some himalayan mountain and get snowed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Even a speckle of dust has an important role to play. To irritate the hell out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The world is full of useless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I hate relationships coz they tire me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The things I can't do, I enjoy it best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The ones who smiles the most are the ones whom you should be aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) The ones who laugh the most, are the ones who are the most miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Music is Therapy. I've been receiving it since I was 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Crafting and reading makes me patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I wish I could do more, but reality's a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-9124851224530155012?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9124851224530155012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=9124851224530155012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9124851224530155012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9124851224530155012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-realisedabout-me-and-stuff.html' title='the things I realised....about me and stuff'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7418411593832098279</id><published>2009-02-02T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:05:43.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like a crow chasing the butterfly, eating the butterfly, digesting the butterfly and finally pooping the damn butterfly</title><content type='html'>That's the cycle of predator and prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I found out that my parents both tried for SIA. WHO KNEW~? Mom said she didn't get through 2nd round coz of the pimplemarks on her face. Pa wa so funny. He said he couldn't get in coz they kept asking him to say "SIA" but he kept saying "MAS" (Malaysia Airlines). Then he said,"Manna Ada System."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year was just blah this year. Can you believe Brina had higher than me? And we visited the same number of people. Someone just hates me. Well.... It's going to my bank anyway. Can you believe that I can't fit into my cheong sam?! What the hell is going on here???? Either I was deluded before or I have really grown fatter. For once, I'd live to think I was deluded all these years. I had to wear the kebaya I wore for Kong's 80th Birthday and just coz I waslazy, I wore a pair of jeans. Worse time to wear the kebaya. Especially with the stupid nonya show. Everyone were like"Wah....little nonya!!!" My ass lah!!! Screw that stupid show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Celine went to London to try out for "King and I". She came back onthe 2nd day of Chinese New Year. Made it through to 2nd round. So pround of her!! Hope she gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...this sis my academic yesr....doing the stupid degree, my PICU course.... way to go Sam.... I need all the help I can get......Lots of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7418411593832098279?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7418411593832098279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7418411593832098279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7418411593832098279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7418411593832098279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-like-crow-chasing-butterfly-eating.html' title='Just like a crow chasing the butterfly, eating the butterfly, digesting the butterfly and finally pooping the damn butterfly'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-259543434295002839</id><published>2009-01-17T04:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T04:48:48.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just have to say.......</title><content type='html'>I love the weather!!! It's absolutely fantastic!!! The cool wind is just Great!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-259543434295002839?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/259543434295002839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=259543434295002839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/259543434295002839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/259543434295002839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-have-to-say.html' title='I just have to say.......'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6481659458928156458</id><published>2009-01-12T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:11:49.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, so......</title><content type='html'>this is like de ja vu all over again. I'm having a bloody writer's block and in order to cure it, I'm blogging. Bloody procrastinator. At this rate I'm going, I'm gonna rot in hell soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay....Jason Mraz is coming to town!!!! He was fantastic in Singfest last year, I must catch him this time round. Can't wait. That reminds me, I better book my off for that day. Hehe! Ya ya Rit.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 amigas went to celebrate Rev's birthday at One Rochester. I loved the Swordfish belly and the carbonara. Mmmmmm.... Ambiance was good but Rit and Rev had a freak of a time when they spotted an image of a balding, chinese old man with red eyes behind them in the pictures. Guess what?It was nothing but foliage. Too bad I didn't see it. They deleted it before I could. Spoilsport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Rev....Hope you enjoy your present. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...better get back to work.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6481659458928156458?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6481659458928156458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6481659458928156458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6481659458928156458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6481659458928156458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-so.html' title='Ok, so......'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-4642416481227456347</id><published>2009-01-02T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:55:52.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will survive this (!)</title><content type='html'>What a way to start the year.&lt;br /&gt;With eyes wide open.&lt;br /&gt;I know better now and will get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitches. Get a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-4642416481227456347?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4642416481227456347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=4642416481227456347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4642416481227456347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4642416481227456347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-will-survive-this.html' title='I will survive this (!)'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2561855913420569224</id><published>2008-12-28T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:33:00.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts.....</title><content type='html'>I'm at a crossroad in my life right now. Sitting alone at home. Reflecting on the soon to be end of 2008. This year has been as high and low as an ECG wave. The highs: I celebrated my 21st birthday, going to europe for the first time, going into ICU to broaden my knowledge, getting my first ever laptop, getting my iPod (you don't know how much it means to me), My cousin got married (and I played the bridesmaid) and my cousins and my aunt and uncle from New Zealand came visiting and celebrating my Granddad's 80th Birthday in a cool Peranakan style. Oh ya! Finally getting my kebaya! The middle: Starting on my degree ( I still think it's a bad choice to do it here but.....I should just suck it up). The lows: Mom getting diagnosed for cancer and  my fifth uncle finally succumbed to his cancer and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad there were more highs but then again, it's the huge impact  on my lows which has shaped the course of my life. I really feel that if it were not for the fact that my mom had cancer, this would be my last year in Singapore, I would have embarked on the next chapter of my life maybe in Australia or New Zealand. Well ya, as you know from my previous rantings I'm quite bitter about it. However, if I did go, I wouldn't have gone to ICU and learnt so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, I'm really miserable here. I know that I can do so much more, but yet I'm so stagnated. This degree is holding me back into so many things I want to do, If I'm done with the degree I would have been 23years, 24 years old? Then if I start on speech therapy, I would have ended at 30 years. I would have lost so much time. This is so frustrating............ Maybe nursing is the only way. I really should have forced my way through and not listen to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest lesson I've learnt this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, taking risks supercedes pragmatism. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what this tell me? I should just fucking heck care about the world and just get my freakin Nikon D90. wHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coz I deserve it.&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/14563707-2561855913420569224?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2561855913420569224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2561855913420569224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2561855913420569224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2561855913420569224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts.....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6484555645582687598</id><published>2008-12-18T09:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:31:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>I found my Kebaya!!! So happy...and broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's been busy,but I've learnt so much. More about myself and my job. 'Sometimes you're happy for the experience, other times, you wish you didn't experience it at all. However, it was overall humbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yess!!!!!! My pay is here!!! I'm gonna get my camera......Woooo! Hoo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6484555645582687598?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6484555645582687598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6484555645582687598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6484555645582687598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6484555645582687598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6182964169645415449</id><published>2008-12-12T04:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:23:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's not my Death!</title><content type='html'>I just did last office for a kid who just drowned. Unfortunate incident, but nonetheless, it was o come. Thanks to my colleague though, the whole ward smells of the air freshener. Air Freshener my ass ....I'm choking with the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... what am I going to do for my ALs next year? Where should I go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6182964169645415449?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6182964169645415449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6182964169645415449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6182964169645415449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6182964169645415449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-not-my-death.html' title='That&apos;s not my Death!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7278559648225572451</id><published>2008-12-04T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:32:19.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Squisy Lemon Sue Me</title><content type='html'>This month's gonna busy. I can just feel it in my future, osteoporetic bones. Firstly, my cousins are coming up from New Zealand, Rev and Simron are back, my Granddad's 80th Birthday is coming up and I have to get a kebaya for his birthday. No way am I going to wear my old ones man. I'll just find for a nice one. Saw it in Arab Street though. if not, I'll just go to Katong to get mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding a kebaya is not hard. It's the sulam (embroidery) which can get on your nerves. Apparently it seems that it is not as awell made as before. But I have to admit. I am proud to be a Peranakan and thank goodness our costume is not ugly, but downright flattering. I think I should get one every year, get all that I can before the masters wither and die. Bahaha. Ya, I should get a really good one. Make that two. Or even five. Whatever.....make that how much my financial status can hold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must start finding where all my money has gone man....I'm still spending the same but the bank account is shrivelling like an old man's dick. Before it becomes too puny to care, I better do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh. bloody assignments. So it's back to square 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Sentosa soon. Work on a nice tan, and take my poor holga for some snappin' fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7278559648225572451?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7278559648225572451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7278559648225572451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7278559648225572451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7278559648225572451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-squisy-lemon-sue-me.html' title='Busy Squisy Lemon Sue Me'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6539419473407768951</id><published>2008-11-30T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:51:17.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back off....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Miscllaneous/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rob40sexdrive11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="355" alt="Robert Pattinson" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Miscllaneous/rob40sexdrive11.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Rev's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;finally back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. All the lies I have to tell in order to keep her majesty's return secret is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel Dirty. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks Rev&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Rit at El Patio to surprise her. Haha!! She was so surprised. Well worth it. Great for 3 of us to be back together gossiping, bitching, fussing about my hair and drinking our margaritas. Ahh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Friends/Good%20Ol%20Friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rit and Rev. At El Patio, Holland Village" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Friends/Good%20Ol%20Friends/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Rit, Can try listening to Breaking Benjamin and Red. They're along to lines of Shinedown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinedown is a cool band. Really rocking songs. Can't say the name of their band, though. Sounds like some Xanadu-esque musical from West End or Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shinedown! A musical for the deluded! About a man with Grandiose delusions overcoming all odds and making it into the porn industry. With original casts from Lord of the Rings musical and Riverdance! Coming to the Esplanade, get your tickets now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, their music compansates for the band name. Whoot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6539419473407768951?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6539419473407768951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6539419473407768951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6539419473407768951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6539419473407768951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-off.html' title='Back off....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Miscllaneous/th_rob40sexdrive11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14563707.post-2494149388897203100</id><published>2008-11-18T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:21:47.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just knew/know/expected it.</title><content type='html'>I remember telling her to run the meds and because she didn't hear it, it was presumed I didn't tell her. aRGH! I know I shouldn't get pissed about it coz it happens sometimes but I mean, come on! Why should I be the scapegoat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that I'm going to fail all of my assignments. I can feel it throught my marrow. Sigh. I just hope I dón't. I mean, I've learnt my lesson!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me pass....Please?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2494149388897203100?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2494149388897203100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2494149388897203100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2494149388897203100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2494149388897203100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-knewknowexpected-it.html' title='I just knew/know/expected it.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2237906236914690546</id><published>2008-11-17T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:36:38.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well....</title><content type='html'>It's finally over. All emotional conflicts should be put to rest. The living will keep on dying, the lived will carry on living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I just want to go on a nice long holiday, but I have not much ALs left. Nurses in Singapore are so overworked and underpaid man. Union laws here sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely fail my term paper. It was so last minute.'Lord, just let me pass, I've learnt my lesson. Bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2237906236914690546?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2237906236914690546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2237906236914690546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2237906236914690546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2237906236914690546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/well.html' title='Well....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-478613706231562943</id><published>2008-11-13T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:02:22.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My condolences</title><content type='html'>I had a major shock this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called and said that my uncle just died early this morning. &lt;br /&gt;I really hope my aunt and the kids are doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...first a wedding then a funeral. Life is so unpredictable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-478613706231562943?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/478613706231562943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=478613706231562943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/478613706231562943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/478613706231562943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-condolences.html' title='My condolences'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8103430675064355938</id><published>2008-11-05T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:12:44.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Well, The past week has been a huge change and relieve for me. Firstly, I've finally transferred to PICU. It's a HUGE change compared to my old ward. Definitely missed myold ward, however, my new ward forces me to raise my standards. I just hope I'm up to my seniors. Kinda overwhelming, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!!I'm so relieved. Managed to hand in my 4 assignments. Lesson learnt? Not to procrastinate. Ever. I almost died, I tell you. Didn't know how my heart survived this. However, I don't think  I did well. I think I will have to retake my module. I pray not. (*cross fingers*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Father Ambrose said a very good sermon on Sunday for all souls' day. It was really good and it made an impression on me. He was talking of purgatory and it's existence. Very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened. I was waiting for the bus home at Orchard and I keep hearing a small dog yapping but yet I don't see any dog. You know who was yapping? It was some Korean puberscent boy laughing. WTF?? It was so disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since all of my assignments are done, I have started on my other projects. one being to do up 45's bulletin board. Heh! Long overdued lah, but better late than never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair keeps dropping. It's so irritating. I just bought Shiseido's Tsubuki Shampoo today. Hope it's as good as it's popularity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8103430675064355938?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8103430675064355938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8103430675064355938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8103430675064355938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8103430675064355938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-4737518641163016078</id><published>2008-10-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:34:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen this?!</title><content type='html'>I's so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gq--g4zIuNA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gq--g4zIuNA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-4737518641163016078?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4737518641163016078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=4737518641163016078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4737518641163016078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4737518641163016078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-you-seen-this.html' title='Have you seen this?!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5915789704882201100</id><published>2008-10-25T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:05:36.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"So I gave him a blowjoy..."</title><content type='html'>"A blow joy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well it certainly wasn't a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love SNL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, crap week again. Emotionally and basically just fed up. Everyone's leaving and I'm still stuck in this crap town. I just hope when it's my time to go, it won't be the bloody grim reaper welcoming me but either Paris or New York with her crime rate and shopping (Whoot! Whoot!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's wedding came out good. No glitches at all...thank god. The best thing was that with divine help, my stomach was like the most deflated I've ever seen it, so I didn't need to wear the corset (Sadly, the following day, it bloated like a hot air balloon so much so that I diverted course of wind currents with my farts.). The best part of that day? 2 f**king bowls of sharks fin soup for the wedding dinner!! (Sorry enviromentalist and shark lovers, I'm chinese afterall.) Will hopefully post the pics soon.. need to get it from my relatives. Ahh...one down, a whole generation more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 assignments and I'm going no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I'm awfully broke. Need to do something about it. I think I will start selling my earrings again. Desperate times call for desperate measures man....being broke is so not funny. I was thinkng of starting to selling cupcakes. I just hope I don't kill someone with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I for some urging reason, decided to cook lunch for my sis and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(*horror!*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Screw you.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out surprising edible. (Un)Fortunately my sis is still alive, so I suppose it was ok. I cooked french beans with scallop which was so puny and the long stringy mushrooms with oyster sauce and some seasoning. Not bad!! Brina said she prefers long beans. French beans tend to be sweeter. I tell you I didn't know that but when she commented on it, I was like, Martha Stewart has decided to grace my house through my sister (*Holy Aura*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other was a lame attempt on Karma Kettle's meatballs with salsa. Ok, firstly, never soak your beef with eggs in a lame attempt to bind the meat together especially when you see the beef floating in the bowl due to too much eggs. Moderation is key. I didn't know that so I had to drain away some of the eggs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Megatronic grossness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Secondly, use curry leaves &lt;strong&gt;sparingly&lt;/strong&gt;. I didn't know that, almost killed myself with the pungent smell and almost killed the dish. Luckily in all, it turned out good. Garnished it with chinese parsley and my Dad (he ate the leftovers) commented to my mom that I can cook. Hahahahahahhaha!!! I was as high as a kite coz I have absolutely no faith in my cooking. None. Zilch. What a moral booster. Next attempt, Queen Martha's mag recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get back to my work, KkKk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5915789704882201100?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5915789704882201100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5915789704882201100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5915789704882201100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5915789704882201100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-gave-him-blowjoy.html' title='&quot;So I gave him a blowjoy...&quot;'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2786103077687577651</id><published>2008-10-13T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:26:48.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Wah Lau....</title><content type='html'>Can my life get anymore cooler? I've got 4 assignments due in 2 weeks and I'm like dirt shit broke. Everything looks nicer when you're bankrupt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, coming this Sat's my Cousin's wedding (yep, the one where I'm the bridesmaid). Thank goodness... Hurry up and get it over with. I wouldn't mind it in November though, without the 4 assignments on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crap....ok, better get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2786103077687577651?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2786103077687577651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2786103077687577651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2786103077687577651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2786103077687577651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/wah-lau.html' title='...Wah Lau....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-1224110049659650111</id><published>2008-10-04T03:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:50:23.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here's Paramore "Decode" for the movie "Twilight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!!!!!!!! Can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fPDA-NxvK5U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fPDA-NxvK5U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-1224110049659650111?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1224110049659650111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=1224110049659650111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1224110049659650111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1224110049659650111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5596946886697159521</id><published>2008-10-04T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:15:43.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello constipation, meet colon cancer.</title><content type='html'>Urgh...I'm so constipated. So uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been sad so far. Not mainly hitting at me but at my colleagues and a dear patient. Wrongly accused for the former and psychologically not prepared for transplant for the latter. Makes you feel sad for them. Selfishly though, makes you wish it will never happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, or a really happy note, YAY!! I FOUND MY BRIDESMAID DRESS!!!! After days of long search and whatever not, I have found it in L.V.E.R. it's La Vie En Rose in short, not Liver, goon.  It's expensive, but worth it. It even have pockets!! Can hide my Mp3 if the day gets boring. Bahahaha!! Thank God for ingenuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I guess New York has to wait for now. This is so crap. It sucks to be poor. It sucks even more to be poor and not being able to resist temptation to shopping. Even grocery shopping burns a hole in my pocket!! What are our food tainted with besides melamine? Gold?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5596946886697159521?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5596946886697159521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5596946886697159521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5596946886697159521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5596946886697159521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-constipation-meet-colon-cancer.html' title='Hello constipation, meet colon cancer.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8276065533950112396</id><published>2008-09-30T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:22:31.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll get back to you....eventually...</title><content type='html'>Meeting Pauline and a few of my secondary school mates for her 21st birthday tomorrow, or should I say later. It's 2.53am and I'm still awake. Major Shocker. Made her a birthday card, being the miser that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/?action=view&amp;current=Image000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt="My artwork for Pauline's 21st B'day card"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it'll be a great evening. Can't wait to catch up with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some pics form Chatterbox when I went with Dawn to eat their Chicken Rice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/?action=view&amp;current=Image007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt="Chatterbox Chicken Rice"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exobitant chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they relocated all the way to the 38th floor (God bless their souls if the lift breaks down.), there was excellent view. The pictures didn't do the scenary justice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/?action=view&amp;current=Image008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt="From Chatterbox at Mandarin Hotel"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/?action=view&amp;current=Image013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt="From Chatterbox at Mandarin Hotel"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me. (Can my nose get any bigger?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Miscllaneous/?action=view&amp;current=Image005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Miscllaneous/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing at Kennysia.com yesterday and he posted an Indian game show in India. He's right man, they're entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show's "Dadagiri". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZHMkqO6ruc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZHMkqO6ruc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8276065533950112396?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8276065533950112396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8276065533950112396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8276065533950112396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8276065533950112396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-get-back-to-youeventually.html' title='I&apos;ll get back to you....eventually...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Scenery%20and%20artwork/th_Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14563707.post-6129759009798222080</id><published>2008-09-29T03:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:11:14.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just realised something</title><content type='html'>I just realised after I read my previous post that I sound like I'm suffering from manic-depressive disorder. Just to assure you, I'm not suffering from bipolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just schizophrenia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6129759009798222080?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6129759009798222080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6129759009798222080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6129759009798222080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6129759009798222080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-realised-something.html' title='Just realised something'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7445445951453942231</id><published>2008-09-29T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:13:06.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yess!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!! I found my Bridesmaid Dress!!! I'm saved from eternal damnation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and it's purple, but tres chic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to get my shoes and accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh...my bowels are killing me and it's so painful. It's like a pulling pain on your intestines before you go all explosive on the throne. So weak.....need....panadol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The F1 race track is so cool!!! Well done Singapore!! Congrats to Alonso for winning at the first F1 race in Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7445445951453942231?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7445445951453942231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7445445951453942231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7445445951453942231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7445445951453942231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/yess.html' title='Yess!!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5653522763629864191</id><published>2008-09-27T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:37:18.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hard.....</title><content type='html'>But I think it has come to a point where I have to let another friendship go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another long term patient just died recently. Albeit knowing him briefly, however, knowing the struggles and pain he has to endure is now relieved, brings mild comfort to my heart. Farewell. Hope you're in a much better place where you can finally laugh, smile and cry for joy. No worries of tomorrow but yet live for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL HAIL PHOTOBUCKET!!&lt;/span&gt; Didn't know they had a scrapbook feature until Dawn told me about it. Whoot! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about Dawn, we went to Chatterbox at Mandarin Hotel. I had to fly to the 38th floor just for their famous chicken rice. Bloody hell, with that price I can buy 10 chicken rice. However, I got to admit, the portions for the chicken was big enough. The view was fantastic although I got to admit that my fear of height did hamper the enjoyment a bit. Can you believe the "freshly squeezed " Orange Juice is $9++?? ++ for what? for the blardy blender? Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;High end meals are not for me. Pragmatism just gets in the way. But then, that didn't stop us from planning to go to...SECRET!!!!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; GG2!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Heh heh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Dawn, on your wedding!! May you and your hubby have a blissful married life and have lots and lots of children!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rit, let's try One Rochester next. Heard good reviews. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for my coke now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5653522763629864191?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5653522763629864191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5653522763629864191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5653522763629864191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5653522763629864191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-hard.html' title='It&apos;s hard.....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-119484845668417263</id><published>2008-09-24T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:15:19.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need more cash.....</title><content type='html'>Spent time with Rit last Sat night for her birthday at Karma Kettle at Dempsey Road. It's menu was a mixture of Indian and English Cuisine. I loved the Meatballs!! And it's beef!! Had a terregon chicken and Rit had a Lavender Chicken which was their specialty. Not bad.The lavender wasn't overpoweringbut yet you can taste it. Same for the terregon. They arn't stingy about their ingredients. Wouldn't mind going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh... Wedding fever is ON. Still can't find my dress and the ones which I want is so expensive. So irritating!! However, inspiration has struck. Wondering if there is a market to sell just the ring bearer pillows. It's so small but it holds the rings and I have so many ideas on how to design. Hopefully it does.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping yesterday. Still no luck with the dress but I shall persevere or face worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-119484845668417263?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/119484845668417263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=119484845668417263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/119484845668417263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/119484845668417263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/need-more-cash.html' title='Need more cash.....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5037403555655093238</id><published>2008-09-13T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:25:34.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbia, it grows on you...</title><content type='html'>...that Ive even got the remix on my blardy iPod. Now that's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DISTURBIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Well, day just get's ticking away and yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1) I havn't lost the weight to look hott for my cousin's wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;2) I'm so much closer in wearing the fugly dress for her wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;...need to find nice dress....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one in Coast though, but unless I'm willing to part with $328, I shall just wait for the December sale, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need. To. Find. Dress. Fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5037403555655093238?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5037403555655093238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5037403555655093238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5037403555655093238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5037403555655093238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/disturbia-it-grows-on-you.html' title='Disturbia, it grows on you...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-579519167076338710</id><published>2008-09-09T09:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:08:38.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I may be Equatorial, but I ain't stupid.</title><content type='html'>Exciting 2 weeks have gone by. Was posted to the ICU for a course and I really learnt a lot. It broadened my spectrum and I was rewarded with experiences I can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, exciting lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went with my mom and cousin to try on my bride's maid dress. OK. firstly, I can't fit into the bloody dresses from the puny and limited choices I was given. Secondly, who the hell would be that small??!! It didn't help when my mom said that I looked like a little elephant. Well mother, for your information, it take a big elephant for a mother to have a little elephant for a daughter. No way am I going to wear that weird dress, albeit the only one which can fit me. Orchard Road, do your magic. Or I'll take the earliest flight out to Hoi An and get my dress done. Oh ya!! Maybe Larkin in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Rit on friday. Thanks for the bag, Rev. Excellent choice of the colour, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so funny yesterday. Sister Lim was saying how I was the little soldier.When ICU needs people, they will deploy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like,"But sister, I didn't go through BMT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked confused so I explained that it's Basic Military Training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what she thought it was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bone Marrow Transplant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was anothere funny incident though, but I shan't devulge. It was so embarrassing. Let's just say it concerns my bride's maid dress and nipples. Haha. No, I didn't do a nip slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted back to PICU for 2 more weeks due to shortage of staff. Oh well, learn more stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-579519167076338710?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/579519167076338710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=579519167076338710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/579519167076338710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/579519167076338710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-sheng-siong-meant-live-prawns-you.html' title='I may be Equatorial, but I ain&apos;t stupid.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2563094465923524865</id><published>2008-08-21T12:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:04:27.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Love....</title><content type='html'>Urgh....just read the whole "Twilight" series finish and I now understand the hype and am officially in love with Edward Cullen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD THEY ARE COMING OUR WITH THE MOVIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(In fucking November!! How to wait????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my new love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/SKz0qENNnKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Uyf7vrC8iSk/s1600-h/56002823e1977f6cj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236829470245887138" style="CURSOR: hand" height="342" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/SKz0qENNnKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Uyf7vrC8iSk/s320/56002823e1977f6cj3.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Robert Pattinson Hot!!!!!????&lt;br /&gt;He going to play Edward Cullen in "Twilight". Perfect role. Sighhhhh.........&lt;br /&gt;I'm in bliss. By the way, hé played Cedric Diggory in "Harry Potter" and has his own band.&lt;br /&gt;So talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii202/brightangel90_2008/Twilight/RobertPattinson.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.freewebs.com/weloveedward/movie.htm&amp;amp;h=480&amp;amp;w=480&amp;amp;sz=72&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=7&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;usg=__h6MJPXT4uDGub-Sf4llxfxbOkjA=&amp;amp;tbnid=wun3gwyueWhBrM:&amp;amp;tbnh=129&amp;amp;tbnw=129&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Drobert%2Bpattinson%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii202/brightangel90_2008/Twilight/RobertPattinson.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.freewebs.com/weloveedward/movie.htm&amp;amp;h=480&amp;amp;w=480&amp;amp;sz=72&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=7&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;usg=__h6MJPXT4uDGub-Sf4llxfxbOkjA=&amp;amp;tbnid=wun3gwyueWhBrM:&amp;amp;tbnh=129&amp;amp;tbnw=129&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Drobert%2Bpattinson%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2563094465923524865?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2563094465923524865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2563094465923524865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2563094465923524865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2563094465923524865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in Love....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/SKz0qENNnKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Uyf7vrC8iSk/s72-c/56002823e1977f6cj3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14563707.post-591648711377533174</id><published>2008-08-09T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:41:20.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 43rd Birthday Singapore!!!&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/14563707-591648711377533174?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/591648711377533174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=591648711377533174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/591648711377533174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/591648711377533174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-43rd-birthday-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-650783700598569425</id><published>2008-08-08T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:14:25.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrgh!!!!!!! Stoopid Crap!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm fuming mad right now.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;I tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a cool new scarf with a hood for Rev. and guess what? The bloody iron burnt it. Now there's a huge hole there like a multiple banged vagina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Rev....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there is something I really want and love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Daisy Rock Guitar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Daisy-Rock-Pixie-Acoustic-Sparkle/dp/B000NGOE76/ref=sr_1_48?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=musical-instruments&amp;amp;qid=1218210887&amp;amp;sr=8-48"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it dosen't come in red, but beggars can't be choosers. Besides, the sparklies just get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singfest was AWESOME!!! Too bad Rev wasn't there. Crowned Kings were there again. I just have this feeling that we're the only ones wiling to hire them. New Found Glory just got on my nerves. The lead singer sounds so castrated and can you believe it?!?!?!?! They totally killed "Iris" by the Goo Goo Dolls. They wern't the only butchers for music that night. Melanie what's-her-name and her girl power ("Sorry Baby") affirmations got on my nerves too. Well, she butchered "Yesterday" by The Beatles. Simple Plan played "Low" by Flo-Rida. You guessed it, they killed it in a very bad way. Surprisingly, Pussycat Dolls were great live. The star of the show was....Jason Mraz. Excellent showmanship. I Kow Tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's next year to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a real urge to have a tattoo. A verse or something. Maybe Singfest had something to do with it, I don't know. I was so pumped up, then I saw someone's tattoo 5-10 years down the road. Not glam man, so fugly. That urge? Deflated immediately like an erectile dysfunction dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get back to work, loads of assignments waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-650783700598569425?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/650783700598569425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=650783700598569425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/650783700598569425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/650783700598569425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/arrgh-stoopid-crap.html' title='Arrgh!!!!!!! Stoopid Crap!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6724973083915323278</id><published>2008-07-28T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:39:40.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrgh!!</title><content type='html'>Stupid new uniform. Your're so jinxed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6724973083915323278?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6724973083915323278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6724973083915323278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6724973083915323278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6724973083915323278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/07/arrgh.html' title='Arrgh!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8386328190101521827</id><published>2008-07-28T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:21:42.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting read aboutmy surname.</title><content type='html'>Rao's of China and Taiwan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The surname Rao (Chinese: 饒; pinyin: Ráo) is found in China and Taiwan. However, it is not limited to just those geographical areas, but is also found in many other places in the world where people of Chinese descent reside. Literally, the surname means "abundant", "plentiful", "to spare", or "to forgive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surname Rao is approximately 2200 years old, originated in the area near present-day Linfen county in Shanxi province. Its origin derives from Ji Fa, the leader of the powerful Zhou Clan, which destroyed the Shang Dynasty (1783BC to 1122BC) and established the Zhou Dynasty (1134BC to 256BC). Ji Fa was installed as King Wu of Zhou who moved his capital from Qishan (present day Qishan city in Shaanxi province) to Hao (present day Xi'an city in Shaanxi province).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Wu of Zhou inherited a vast country, but the primitive communications at that time made it impossible to govern such a big country efficiently. He was desperately in need of capable personnel to administer his empire. So he delegated authority to his relatives, officials, generals and aristocrats to rule on his behalf. By doing so he created a large number of vassal states in the land. No one really knew how many of them. According to the historical records there were more than 170 vassal States during the Zhou Dynasty. All the vassal States must acknowledged Zhou King Wu and later the future Kings' suzerainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Wu rewarded his commander-in-chief named Jiang Ziya with authority to rule a district called Yingqiu (present day Linzi county in Shandong province). King Wu also bestowed upon him the inheritable title of Marquis. District of Yingqiu was renamed as the State of Qi. Jiang Ziya was known as Jiang Hou. He appointed an official to administer a settlement called Rao'an (present day in the area of Qingzhou city in Shandong province).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 543BC Zhao Wu Xu , a powerful general in the armed forces of the State of Jin (present day Yi Cheng county in Shanxi province), plotted with two of the most powerful families in the State: the family of Han, and the family of Wei to have the State of Jin carved up into three States. These three States were: the State of Zhao (present day Handan county in Hebei province), the State of Wei (present day Anyi county in Shanxi province) and the State of Han (present day Lin Fen county in Shanxi provunce).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dao Xiang Wang was the ruler of the State of Zhao. He ruled Zhao from 244BC to 235BC. There was a general by the name Pang Nuan in the Zhao armed forces. In 241BC the States of Zhao and Yan (present day Beijing) were at war. Pang Nuan, who was in command of the Zhao forces, defeated the Yan army. The State of Qi was in friendly term with the State of Qin (present day Fengxiang county in Shaanxi province). The State of Zhao was in antagonism with the State of Qin. In order to show the State of Qi that it should not be in friendly term with Qin, Pang Nuan occupied the town Rao'an which was under the jurisdiction of Qi. General Pang Nuan told Qi that he would not withdraw unless Qi broke off the friendship with Qin. However, the ruler of the State of Qi did not budge and General Pang Nuan annexed Rao'an as a part of the State of Zhao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The offspring of the administrator of Rao'an adopted Rao as their surname in remembrance of their fallen city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rao_%28surname%29&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8386328190101521827?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8386328190101521827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8386328190101521827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8386328190101521827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8386328190101521827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/07/interesting-read-aboutmy-surname.html' title='Interesting read aboutmy surname.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5606260449415013550</id><published>2008-07-27T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:52:20.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toot...toot...</title><content type='html'>Ok  just finished "Name of the wind: King killer chronicles" by Patrick Rothfuss. Excellent book!! Highly recommend it. Can't wait for the second book to come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I saw who was playing Edward Cullen in " Twilight" a vampire love story by Stephanie Meyer. Being the shallow person that I am, I bought the book to see what the fuss is about. Will update you on the book. By the way, He's megatronically hott. Hahhaa....He's the guy who played Cedric Diggory in "Goblet of Fire". Whoot...whoot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buck up franco boy....I'm losing you....Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: I just realise the new book is out in April 7, 2009. WTF????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5606260449415013550?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5606260449415013550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5606260449415013550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5606260449415013550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5606260449415013550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/07/toottoot.html' title='Toot...toot...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-737945936322467295</id><published>2008-07-24T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:45:33.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgi'ssoexcitedthati'mjustgoingtopeeinmypantsandmakeafooloutofmyself...kegel....kegel....</title><content type='html'>Waahaawaahaawaahaawaahaa!!Know why I'm happy? I tell you why I'm happy. Bahahahahhaha!!!!!!!!! I just got my pay and BONUS!!!! Wahahahhaha!!! phew! Breathe....breathe.....breathe. Now I can get my ipod touch and PSP/DS Lite (Still can't decide.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, if your child is a product of a rape, would you tell him/her about her biological father? I was reading an agony aunt column in yahoo and for some reason it strucked me. I was discussing it with my mom and we're like debating about it. Her view was that if the child is mentally mature and able to take it, then why not tell her? But I'm thinking, who in the right mind would want to know that the dad was a rapist and you're the product of something so traumatic? It totally sucks. Anyway, the advise was to tell her that the father was a fleeting moment in the mother's life and what's most important was that she loves her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would that advise work in an asian society? Hmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Yay!!! Going to Singfest with Rit!!!! Bahaha!! Rev, you'll be sorely missed. (Until I apply counterpain.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-737945936322467295?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/737945936322467295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=737945936322467295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/737945936322467295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/737945936322467295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/07/omgissoexcitedthatimjustgoingtopeeinmyp.html' title='omgi&apos;ssoexcitedthati&apos;mjustgoingtopeeinmypantsandmakeafooloutofmyself...kegel....kegel....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8914977871148655252</id><published>2008-07-03T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:17:38.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection...</title><content type='html'>Rit and I went out yesterday, after a really long time. We went to watch "Wanted" and "Hancock". Both I'd have to say were a crowd pleaser and action pact. Really really fun. I recommend both shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I just ate and ate, feeling guilty for like 1 minute, then, what the heeck and ate some more. Went to NYDC and we shared pizza and Solid Gold Cheese Cake. Bahaha...Indulgence is luxury for man. I remembered how we were talking about how we're so influced in our lives. Even a camera's presence and change our behaviour. How malleable are we? Some are more so (e.g megatronic bitch), some are less likely (e.g. my mom is the definition of influence.). I just hope that I will not be the face of malleability (if that's even a word) and make my own decision, owever striking a balace and welcome perspectives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it naiveity or receiving perspectives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found a really good website. I really love it. It's like my online library. I found a book all on satanic rituals and was, surprisingly interesting. As christianity denounces our original sin, satanism embraces the bith of the child and celebrates. They also celebrate the void of hypocrasy. I was like, hmmm.......that's interesting. It's a new perspective as to how they view baptism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never thought that from a taboo religion in my own religion can be so ... interesting? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've opened the Pandora's Box, and now, there's no turning back. This is the price you pay for curiosity and a yearn for knowledge.&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;He read your blog and got freaked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8914977871148655252?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8914977871148655252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8914977871148655252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8914977871148655252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8914977871148655252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflection.html' title='Reflection...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8560763668061315449</id><published>2008-06-24T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T04:18:54.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lourdes....</title><content type='html'>Ah...&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love Lourdes. I wish to go back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3818-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/DSCF3818-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3820-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/DSCF3820-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3822-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/DSCF3822-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See a picture of a woman and her child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3827-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/DSCF3827-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river that flows through town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3834.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/DSCF3834.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3841.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Lourdes/DSCF3841.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely magnificient&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8560763668061315449?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8560763668061315449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8560763668061315449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8560763668061315449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8560763668061315449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/06/lourdes.html' title='Lourdes....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6629735462081578569</id><published>2008-06-12T01:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T02:23:22.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Bacckkk!!!!</title><content type='html'>the wonders of night shifts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Europe with Ngoh and the 3 kids. I'm sad to say, finally back. I had a wonderful time in France and can honestly say, can't wait to get back. No doubt the air was full of 2nd hand smoke (if France was a part of a house, it would be the chiminey but then again, maybe the whole of Europe would.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent one night in Amsterdam, then flew down to Toulouse in France to take an approx. 2 hours train ride to Lourdes. Ah....how I love Lourdes. It's such a serene place Place (not minding the tacky Catholic memorabilia stores which infested the whole town area.) From lourdes, we took a 5 hour train ride to Paris where we spent a few days there. Went to Sacre Ceour, Notre Dam, the Eiffel Tower, Disneyland (for the kids), the Louvre, and walked til my legs gave way. Loved Paris. Don't mind settling down there. And the buskers...OMG......They're fantastic. On one street, you can see like the whole strings orchestra and on the other a jazz band...absolutely fantastic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK....Pictures time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/Up%20on%20the%20Plane/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3683.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/Up%20on%20the%20Plane/DSCF3683.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/Up%20on%20the%20Plane/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3687.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/Up%20on%20the%20Plane/DSCF3687.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/Up%20on%20the%20Plane/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3688.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/Up%20on%20the%20Plane/DSCF3688.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/DSCF3716.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse Carriage at Dams Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3718.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/DSCF3718.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Dams Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3722.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/DSCF3722.jpg" border="0" alt="Madam Tussaud Building"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3723.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/DSCF3723.jpg" border="0" alt="Streets"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Mcdonalds and your Globalisation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3724.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Amsterdam%202008/DSCF3724.jpg" border="0" alt="H&amp;amp;amp;M.My favourite store"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;M....How I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toulouse...to Lourdes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Toulouse%20on%20rouote%20to%20Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3754.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Toulouse%20on%20rouote%20to%20Lourdes/DSCF3754.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Toulouse%20on%20rouote%20to%20Lourdes/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3750.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Travels/Toulouse%20on%20rouote%20to%20Lourdes/DSCF3750.jpg" border="0" alt="Canels...they're everywhere"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next post...continuing my trip to France...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6629735462081578569?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6629735462081578569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6629735462081578569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6629735462081578569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6629735462081578569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-bacckkk.html' title='I&apos;m Bacckkk!!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2891732507362896707</id><published>2008-05-25T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:59:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brief and Wodrous life Samantha Liow</title><content type='html'>Yay!! Today was payday!!! Time to get that heating tool from the scrapbook store!!! Time to burn those Pubics, baby. (Joking, Joking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Cook won!!! Alright!! I just hope he dosen't become a Tylor "Aging Loser" Hicks. Honestly, I wish he didn't win. For someone like him, winning First can be so creative stifling under the brand name of American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, life has been full of death. Eg, the Myanmare Cyclone and the China Earthquake. I really wish not to be told that the end of the world is near. Come on....As if life is not depressing enough. I just hope that for once, the Aztecs, the Bible and the Quran would be wrong. But looking at it, see you in heaven, hell or purgetory. Hey Rev, if everyone's going to die at one shot, how are the Hindus going to get reincarnated? Just wondering, not trying to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about the Myanmar and China Disasters, my hospital is sending people over. Arrgh, I can't believe I'll miss it. Coz, I'll be at...SHAN'T SAY!! Will break the bloody record. At this present time, I'm still at standby... (sounds like I'm for war.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found $65 voucher from Kino...Yess!!!......Went down straight away to get the books in my booklist. So I got The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz, and Dairy of a Wimpy Kid Vol. 1 and 2 by Jeff Kinney. Diary of a Wimpy Kid (Click &lt;a href="http://www.funbrain.com/journal/Journal.html?ThisJournalDay=1&amp;amp;ThisPage=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read it for free. Crap, I'm so cheated) was sooo hilarious!!! Eventhough I must add that it's an intemediate level book for children. I got to say, Teen books are either getting better in quality or I've reduced my standards tremendously.... Ya, it's getting better in quality. Just started on Oscar Wao, on my night shift. Just pray it'll tide me through my 2 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, praying. I've been doing lots of that the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I'm so screwed. I'm in love with SouthPark!! Arrgh!! just another addicting to add to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I've got like mounting assignments and I'm still not done with any yet. How much of a procrastinator can I be? Very much so, I guess. I think I shall start with my journal critiqueing. Seems easy and thank goodness I have an easy journal. GAGAGAGAGAGA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......I just hate babysitting......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2891732507362896707?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2891732507362896707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2891732507362896707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2891732507362896707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2891732507362896707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/brief-and-wodrous-life-samantha-liow.html' title='The Brief and Wodrous life Samantha Liow'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-3928442353151461193</id><published>2008-05-20T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:38:17.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I always meet people like that??</title><content type='html'>I'm so majorly pissed right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I hadn't known you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-3928442353151461193?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3928442353151461193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=3928442353151461193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3928442353151461193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3928442353151461193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-do-i-always-meet-people-like-that.html' title='Why do I always meet people like that??'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-1575449835018176338</id><published>2008-05-18T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:46:12.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really??</title><content type='html'>04.18.2008 AC/DC Set To Release New Album This Year&lt;br /&gt;The waiting is almost over! AC/DC fans can expect the band's next album of new material sometime later this year.  The band are currently recording in Vancouver with producer Brendan O'Brien and long time audio engineer Mike Fraser.  This will be the band's first collection of new material since the release of Stiff Upper Lip in 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acdc.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow!! That's really exciting! Hopefully it'll not be a disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-1575449835018176338?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1575449835018176338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=1575449835018176338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1575449835018176338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1575449835018176338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/really.html' title='Really??'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6572000912391036199</id><published>2008-05-14T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:50:11.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fickle</title><content type='html'>So I changed my music again.... Ha. Ha. Hmm....which do you prefer? H.I.M.'s or Chris Issac (Newton)'s version?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite stagnent, not sure if it's a good thing or bad, but then again, lots of things on my to do list and can tell you it's long overdued. Honestly, I get so pissed with myself. What's there to procrastinate? Just get it over and done with!! But, Nooo....I just have to take my own sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I go on, it seems that this post is going to be a self berating post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I shall stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo...Kinokuniya's having 20% off!!!!!! I think I shall go down and have a look. Maybe I'll be able to check off some from my book list. Wee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Kino, Dawn and I went to Page One in Vivocity today. Stupid thing to do knowing that I'm on night tonight, and secondly, I'm as broke as a tree branch in past tense. But com on people, let's not talk about my stupidity now. I can totally assure you, I'm paying for it. Anyway, I went there to 1) Check on my Lomo's action Sampler and 2) get Mole skeine. As usual , I came out, depressed and hungry... for cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid capitalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell would pay $40 for a notebook? It's so rediculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I didn't get my action sampler there. Will go online and get it . Way cheaper. Oh ya shipping....hmmm.... crap. Will see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, road block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. When there's a will, there's a way. Especially if that will has assets attached to that will. Hahahha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I sound like I'm high on crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By ther way, I was youtubing and I came across this guy named Chris Crocker. An old vid. He's famous for crying for Britney Spears. No idea why. He looks screwed up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LWSjUe0FyxQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="300" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6572000912391036199?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6572000912391036199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6572000912391036199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6572000912391036199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6572000912391036199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/fickle.html' title='Fickle'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6403959573816353121</id><published>2008-05-12T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:52:00.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Fu Baby</title><content type='html'>I don't really posts vids on my blog but this was sooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, meet...Kung Fu Baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKQMKgcwBgI&amp;amp;hl=" width="300" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6403959573816353121?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6403959573816353121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6403959573816353121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6403959573816353121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6403959573816353121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/kung-fu-baby.html' title='Kung Fu Baby'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8055150900111056834</id><published>2008-05-09T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:48:59.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case you're wondering....</title><content type='html'>Previous song was starting to irritate the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Changed to what I like best...............Rock never dies!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha....I sound like some stoned mat rocker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8055150900111056834?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8055150900111056834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8055150900111056834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8055150900111056834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8055150900111056834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-in-case-youre-wondering.html' title='Just in case you&apos;re wondering....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5869672306240746889</id><published>2008-05-09T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:38:43.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here I am, blogging when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I have a presentation to do and clearly I'm going nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;2)The presentatioin is tomorrow. In the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Last minute Wonder Woman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Rit today and we ate and ate and ate, puked (Well just me. My Mom said that it's my body telling me that I'm tired. She sounds so hippie, honestly.) and then ate some more. What a way to burn the megatronic biach of a flab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we didn't just eat, you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch.....Ironman!! It was fast paced and straight to the point. In other words, not a bad movie, I have to admit. Despite rave reviews for the show I was quite skeptical. Can't wait to watch the sequel. Just hope it's not a downer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the trailer of Angelina Jolie's latest movie ("Wanted"? Can't remember.). It was the one with Morgan Freeman. Looks interesting. Let's see the reviews first. The second installment for Narnia looks interesting too. Hmmm.....Wanna watch "Forgetting Sarah Marshall"!!! Can't wait for that to reach our fast corroding shores a.k.a. reclaimed land!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...better get back to doing that stupid powerpoint presentation with the minimal amount of motivation I have left in my artery clogged veins and arteries. ("Goooooo, SAM!!...zzzzzzzz")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;The Queen of Hearts (Haha...irony)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5869672306240746889?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5869672306240746889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5869672306240746889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5869672306240746889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5869672306240746889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock Tick Tock'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-1465659719243872000</id><published>2008-05-07T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T17:21:51.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As usual Lah... ...</title><content type='html'>Oh crap...I totally blew it. Me and my humongous mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. The past days were a mix of up and downs. I better not talk about the "Up" one until it's been really confirmed, however, on the downside, one of my patient died suddenly at home. He had a history of heart problem, so in a way it was no surprise. Went to his funeral. I'd have to say it has been an awakening. Reaffirms the fragility of life, not to take everything for granted and do not hesitate to do what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously speaking, seeing his body go through towards the crematorium and his mother wailing so loudly can really rile up some serious bout of emotions. I was like, is this how we are going to be like when we die???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that my ALs are put to good use. PLEASE!!! I need a break!!!! If I can't go, I think I would change my destination. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that my life has been full of "I hope" or "I pray". You would think that the amount of prayers that I've done in this lifetime so far would have made my life more concrete. So far the only constant solid thing in my life is my dating history and status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries...I'm not really that bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh crap, I think I hear God calling for me..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-1465659719243872000?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1465659719243872000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=1465659719243872000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1465659719243872000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1465659719243872000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-usual-lah.html' title='As usual Lah... ...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-3163314415081520334</id><published>2008-05-05T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:05:49.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craving</title><content type='html'>Mmm....craving for fish and co and Cold Rock Ice Cream.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's due soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-14563707.post-982695956640491006</id><published>2008-05-04T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T00:52:58.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye....</title><content type='html'>What a befitting day.....&lt;br /&gt;the cloak of gloomy grey, graced the sky.&lt;br /&gt;He laid there,&lt;br /&gt;just at rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent chatter filled the parlour,&lt;br /&gt;all awaiting for what's to come.&lt;br /&gt;Silently but surely,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles but nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the time comes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobs began from the mother,&lt;br /&gt;however chatter from the guests.&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the crematorium,&lt;br /&gt;anticipation builds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we arrived , and the priest greated us.&lt;br /&gt;saying the last rites, we signed and prayed.&lt;br /&gt;Round his body,we took a last look,&lt;br /&gt;Saying our last goodbyes,&lt;br /&gt;as the priest look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at the last point,&lt;br /&gt;we reached the viewing area.&lt;br /&gt;We waited what seemed long ,&lt;br /&gt;to bid to his final journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last his body appeared, slowly to the flames,&lt;br /&gt;people broke down,&lt;br /&gt;as I stood at the back, corner.&lt;br /&gt;Staring emotionless, praying my decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended as fast as it began,&lt;br /&gt;uncontrollable burst of cries, could be heard from the mother.&lt;br /&gt;It's not right, as I thought,&lt;br /&gt;the parent sending the child instead of the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked up the bus,&lt;br /&gt;Spewn fresh flowers on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;lady night has taken her post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we're going to be like,&lt;br /&gt;on our last journey?&lt;br /&gt;I fear, and I tremble,&lt;br /&gt;but yet weirdly, at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my dear,&lt;br /&gt;see you somewhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back to my father's house, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's where I'll go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Journey seems everlasting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but at last, I'm home.&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/14563707-982695956640491006?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/982695956640491006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>must...get...back...to...lomoing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2920684313123873121?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2920684313123873121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2920684313123873121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2920684313123873121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2920684313123873121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/04/lomolomolomo.html' title='lomolomolomo'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8851308113365347258</id><published>2008-04-28T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:03:01.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare I even say it?</title><content type='html'>I better not in case it does not work out and I get so disappointed. But then again......so exciting!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been full of apprehension and sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down with a bad bout of cough and sore throat. So tired.....and pimples are popping out like daisies. I have one for each night shift i do. I DON'T NEED MOMENTOES FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I was talking about swearing words to my patient. I mean like, WTF? I just hope his parents dosen't go after me, but then again, he's no saint either. &lt;br /&gt;Talking about work, Ithink I should take the leap and go into unsafe terrotories (Dawn said I sounded like a commando, I just hope I don't have to go commando anytime in my life.) a.k.a. PICU. In a way, I'm really excited about the prospect on being one but yet, 45 has been good to me. Sigh....decisions. I just hate to make them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha....finally got my Lappie back...&lt;br /&gt;so happy, and the best theing is that I don't even need to pay!!! Happy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God so much that that horrid week is over. Please do not put me in that test again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare I say it? no...no..... better not. I may ruin it. Tee...hee....I just hope I have the money for it....please.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8851308113365347258?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8851308113365347258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8851308113365347258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8851308113365347258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8851308113365347258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/04/dare-ievensay-it.html' title='Dare I even say it?'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7096309293100644011</id><published>2008-04-12T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:59:17.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slog like a pig, work with a dick</title><content type='html'>I just want a holiday real bad I'm so lazy to go to work and face crap all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Rev and Rit yesterday. Slacked around Sentosa and gossiped til the sunsets. Ahh......so nice. Rev and Rit. Pictures are already up. It's in my photo album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better sleep, or I'll be cranky all day tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7096309293100644011?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7096309293100644011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7096309293100644011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7096309293100644011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7096309293100644011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/04/slog-like-pig-work-with-dick.html' title='Slog like a pig, work with a dick'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7628835606421909944</id><published>2008-04-10T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:23:31.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think, therefore I get a headache.</title><content type='html'>Aww...shucks. I liked my old skin better but this was more managable and the previous one went haywire. Oh well. It was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class seems to be getting along fine. Just been very busy. I have almost no time to sleep. You can say that I'm those who needs at least 8 hours of sleep to function so with my current state, it's a wonder I have't drop to the floor yet. And yet, it never cease to amaze me that my weight predicament is still, as it is and will always be a predicament. ppbbfftt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, my room is slowly getting along. Just need Pa to paint it. Decided to paint the walls a mild yellow. I want it nice and warm. I've been eyeing at the lamp in Ikea and it would fit perfectly in my room. Wee!! and I can hang up heavy curtains so that I can sleep better post night shift. So exciting! Pa's also building me a bookshelf so I'm quite excited about that. Got a few paintings to hang in my room too. (*Grinning my heart out like a cheshire cat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bad note, I dropped my laptop and one part broke. WAAAAA!!! Remember the saying that the more people admire something, something might happen to it? Well, ya, that's what happened and I'm no happy camper. In fact, I'm no happy camper this past few days. Work has been shit and weird stuff keeps happening to me. Karma or Murphy's Law? I don't know or care but all I know is that I've been praying more fervently than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been very emotional and touchy for the past few days. Kinda confused as to where my path will lead me. Well, as long as it leads me to James Franco or my Naruto Shippuden, let me be a blind bat and lead me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met up with Lynette ...FINALLY!! After so long. It was nice to meet up again. Glad to hear Life's been doing well for her. Let's go to Holland V and eat some Cold Rock Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbooking is Bad! Scrapbooking is a cardinal sin!! So says I in my financial standpoint. Crap. Why does everything in the store look so good?? And of course it brought out the Martha Stewart in me. Oooo...the the possibilities are endless!!! We shall meet again, til my next pay day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided. With my new room and all, hopefully this will be a whole new me. I will face my challenges and priorities head on. (Let's see how long that will last.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo....someone's turning British....slang, weight and all.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a hobby, you megatronic bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7628835606421909944?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7628835606421909944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7628835606421909944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7628835606421909944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7628835606421909944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-therefore-i-get-headache.html' title='I think, therefore I get a headache.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-5367094540823844457</id><published>2008-03-22T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:43:21.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1..2..3..</title><content type='html'>I can't wait to leave. Settle in New York and face a society with personal issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5367094540823844457?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5367094540823844457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5367094540823844457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5367094540823844457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5367094540823844457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/03/123.html' title='1..2..3..'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-9063607787407428650</id><published>2008-03-22T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:29:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world...Meet Jabba the Hut</title><content type='html'>UUUURRRRGGGGGHHHHHH.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired!!! School has finally started and it 's slowly starting to take a toll on me. I'm just waiting for the weight loss that comes with it. At this rate I'm going, I' m gonna give &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://cheeju.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/fattest-man3.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://cheeju.wordpress.com/2007/08/15/manuel-uribe-worlds-fattest-man/&amp;amp;h=99&amp;amp;w=127&amp;amp;sz=32&amp;amp;tbnid=B2VwGn0n-TsJ:&amp;amp;tbnh=99&amp;amp;tbnw=127&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfattest%2Bman%2Bon%2Bearth&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=1"&gt;Manuel Uribe Garza &lt;/a&gt;a run (that is if he can) for his money. Come on!!!!!! 10kg to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;strong&gt;Step up 2&lt;/strong&gt; with Dawn and Nicole after class yesterday. IT WAS THE COOLEST MOVIE EVER!! Don't look at the storyline, come on.... these movies usually have none or those typical I'm-from-worse-than-hell-a.k.a.-reality-street-and-I-only-have-dancing-to-pull-me-out-of-the -slump- so-don't-judge-you-rich-white-ass blah blah blah......However....the dance sequence is so cool!! It makes you want to learn how to dance like that eventhough you know that there is a high risk of breaking all your bones in your body, looking like a wrapped up mummy, and hopefully come out of that "coccoon" as a slim looking butterfly due to porridge diet. Hmm...... Maybe it's worth it after all. Anyway, the main character's body is so hott!!! Nosebleed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need motivation for so many things....&lt;br /&gt;1) clean up my room&lt;br /&gt;2) make over my room&lt;br /&gt;3) learn my piano pieces&lt;br /&gt;4) start my programme notes for my pieces&lt;br /&gt;5) do Rev's Lamp. ---&gt; she'll kill me if she sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me, I need to go to Ikea to get some stuff for my room. I'm lost as to what colour my room shall be. I think cream color and one wall to be red and black stripes. Will figure it out somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.... so tired. I want to sleep so badly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days til PAYDAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-9063607787407428650?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9063607787407428650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=9063607787407428650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9063607787407428650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9063607787407428650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-worldmeet-jabba-hut.html' title='Hello world...Meet Jabba the Hut'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7008190303101861239</id><published>2008-03-10T04:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T04:58:32.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me thus far.</title><content type='html'>Alright!! Finally 21 years old. Now I'm counting towards the days when I can leave and explore the world. (&lt;----so says the excited me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday bash was good. Private and spontaneous. Brina was Alice, I was the Queen of Hearts, Jared was the Madhatter, Julian was the Cheshire Cat, Christal was the Catepillar,Zac was the Rabbit, Asher was either twiddle Dee or Twiddle Dum. Jie Charl, Celine, Prissy, Kor Andrew and Sephora were Bungas (Flowers). Haha. It was so fun!! Rev and Rit came too as Mad hatters. Thanks you guys, I really appreciate it. The only regret was that I didn't eat my birthday cake. I wonder how it taste like. Thanks Jie Charl and Jie Celine for creating a memorable birthday for me. And to those who came, thanks for being spontaneous and making my birthday a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, you earn some friends, you lose some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after my birthday, We were on our way to HONG KONG!! It was a short and sweet holiday. I think I shall vow to go for a short trip overseas during my Birthday period from now on. It's such a nice present. Brina and I went crazy shopping there especially at H&amp;amp;M. Cool stuff. The weather was also nice and cooling compared to hot and sweaty Singapore. Oh ya, the Dim Sums were great!! You can't go to Hong Kong without trying at least their Dim Sums. Can you believe Ha Kow with 5 prawns?? Brina went ballistic!! Ugh.. food was soo good. Next stop: Morocco or New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev just told me a few days ago that she would be going to Flinders to do her Speech Therapy. HOW LUCKY CAN SHE BE? I'm soooo jealous and the only way that jealousy is doused is when I'm in NYU doing Speech Therapy. Urg. On the bright side though, Now I have an excuse to fly to Australia. Bahahaha!!! Qua Qua Qua. I will one day. I'll miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 've just started my degree. Cool so far, considering that lessons are always on my sleeping day and when I arrive, zombies look hotter than me. The world isn't fair, I tell you. I'm quite excited to go back to school. Made new friends. It's like a cycle all over again. As usual, I will make my pre-course affirmation of becoming the best in class. I SHALL GET FIRST CLASS DEGREE HONOURS!! Let's see how long this will last now, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By luck, I suppose, I passed my final theory test. Wahaha!! I didn't even study for it. Rit was like "now you can drive me around!!" That Slave Driver. Like I'm some sort of her Charioteer. Now to master my Practical and get that damn licence, chalk up demerit points and look hot on my mug shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7008190303101861239?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7008190303101861239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7008190303101861239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7008190303101861239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7008190303101861239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-thus-far.html' title='Me thus far.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-4492561710965214880</id><published>2008-02-21T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:55:47.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck my toe.</title><content type='html'>It's lent. You could really tell it this year. Why? I'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more people are pissing me off and it's getting harder to abstain from anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PMS is so overrated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop doing things behind my back and if you have anything to clear or say, say it to my face. Grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-4492561710965214880?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4492561710965214880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=4492561710965214880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4492561710965214880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/4492561710965214880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/02/suck-my-toe.html' title='Suck my toe.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-387328469518737924</id><published>2008-02-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:03:02.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money grows on my armpit hair....</title><content type='html'>Oh yes they do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how when you are young and the greatest thing you look forward to is to turn 21? With 21, it's like the magicallest number, ever. Period. You can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Watch R(A) movies ----&gt; I don't aim high.&lt;br /&gt;2) Get into strictly 21 clubs like "one nite stand"&lt;br /&gt;3) Your parents don't really care much because you are supposedly "sensible" to make your own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has finally come. And all I can see is , "Doom" and "Income Tax" and "Election Votes" and most importantly "Progress package".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how the older you are, the more responsibilities you have? Well, screw it. Let's just be radical people and live like God wanting to end this world tomorrow coz we have just pissed him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I have to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Hong Kong!! I'm going on my birthday and I hope loads of shopping woll be done. Oh ya, and the Dim Sums. Wooo.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-387328469518737924?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/387328469518737924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=387328469518737924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/387328469518737924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/387328469518737924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2008/02/money-grows-on-my-armpit-hair.html' title='Money grows on my armpit hair....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-636488858141419629</id><published>2007-12-21T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:42:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's starting to look a lot like christmas ... ... with global warming</title><content type='html'>Yipee!! Christmas is coming!!&lt;br /&gt;Boooo!!! I have to work on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee!! I have money!!!&lt;br /&gt;Booo!! I'm going broke soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you win some and lose some, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango's sale was fantastic. Thanks to Rit for the tip off for my white cardigan. Of course it snowballed and now I have 3 new cardigan and 4 new tops. Can't you just hear the sick sound of the CEO of Mango laughing his way to the bank somewhere in spain? "Hola" my ass. Then again no lose there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to catch up with Lynette and Simron. Together. It's like finally, a long time coming. It was fun remeniscing about STC days and how school sucked but we managed somehow. Society deviants. Who us? Doing well now babe. Well, well enough to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed with Rev and Rit for 2 nights in Siloso Beach Resort. Don't think I want to go back there again until more attractions are in store for us in Sentosa. We practically lounged around in the hotel pool or stayed in due to the monsoon season. At least company wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the Led Zappelin's Greatest Hits CD "MotherShip". It totally rocked. I used to wonder what's so great about them but now I totally love them. Old School rock never sounded so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, salute to the women of rock. Joan Jett, Pat Banatar and Karen O - you rock my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-636488858141419629?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/636488858141419629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=636488858141419629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/636488858141419629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/636488858141419629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-starting-to-look-lot-like-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s starting to look a lot like christmas ... ... with global warming'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-9199682579780898596</id><published>2007-10-23T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:03:40.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like... ...What?!</title><content type='html'>So I gained a little weight (ok, a lot!!) and I look like I've been on some steroids therapy turning my face in to moon shape ( I've even named one of my pimple &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chang"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chang'er&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chang"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hou Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;) So I have enough fats to feed the whole of Africa for a year, but honestly, I'm not blind you dumb ass. I can see I've gained. I swear, everyone's a critic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall embark on 2 projects. 1) to increase my pittence pay by making purses and selling them online or whatever I can get my hand to your money sooner. Bahahaha!!! (...you didn't read that....) 2) I think I shall write or attempt to, in my limited capabilities, to write a novel. I have a storyline, which is a good start I guess, just need to do more research. I won't speak too much or might jinx it.  Well I have 2 nights shifts to think about it. Hopefully it won't be an unfinished project. Whoooo......kinda excited. It's like having a boyfriend. tee hee.^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooo disappointed. I really want to go out of town on my 21st birthday to Marrakesh, Morroco, to India or anywhere except South East Asia or Australasia (too common, no offense.) . but nooo, my mom's not ready to go to these places because ofher present state. It really really sucks. I honestly don't mind going alone. My Mom was like, go the following year or something, but excuse me?! &lt;strong&gt;How many times do you plan on becoming 21 years old?!&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe I'll get over it but for now, let me moan my way through this episode of excruciating disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to expand my network. Anyone who enjoy doing crafts, loves music (any kind except trance ---&gt; If I wanted to be in one I would have been a taoist medium.) and have a facebook,&lt;strong&gt; ADD ME!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, we really need some good fabric stores in Singapore. Don't give me Spotlight or People's park Complex or Arab Street. If it's not too expensive, it's gaudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like... ...What?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-9199682579780898596?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9199682579780898596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=9199682579780898596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9199682579780898596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9199682579780898596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/10/like-what.html' title='Like... ...What?!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-7634229522751212686</id><published>2007-09-14T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T09:49:53.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the little things in life....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I just wonder, if my life hasn't gone in this path being a nurse, what would I be doing? An eccentric songwriter, travelling round the world with my music as a canvas and my influences as my paints to make music. Maybe as a fashion designer, breathing in creativity and most probably 2nd hand smoke, or simply an artist painting things that I see and feel. But now thinking of it, being a nurse forces me to take a step back and reflect on the smaller things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things which we take for granted. The ability to pee (I'm in a renal ward), the feeling of pain when a plug is set on you with all your veins working, the freedom to be able to walk and feel the grass underneath your feet or being able to feel the sun against your face. Unfortunately, my patients are cooped up in their beds, their playground is only in the hospital, their friends are not schoolmate because they have missed classes so much, but fellow patients. It's like a death sentence hung round your neck. I just pray this will not ever happen to me or my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonliness is a one sided friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a lighter note, hopefully my plan to go to Australia is on the way to get my degree. I think I shall try to do my Speech Therapy in New York University. I just pray that everything works out fine. For once, please just let everything go my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-7634229522751212686?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7634229522751212686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=7634229522751212686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7634229522751212686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/7634229522751212686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-little-things-in-life.html' title='It&apos;s the little things in life....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8917839171916306495</id><published>2007-08-21T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:58:33.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singfest! 2007</title><content type='html'>On the 9th of August, just as I was patriotic, nonetheless I was at Fort Canning Park with Rev and Rit enjoying &lt;strong&gt;Singfest!&lt;/strong&gt; With artistes like The Noisettes, The Academy is, Gym Class Heroes, Cobra Starship, Avenged Sevenfold (!), Hinder, MXPX, Crown Kings, Etc... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some Pic.s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp4cZDSKmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kxbDBihALYU/s1600-h/Avenged+Sevenfold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101021957106838114" style="WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" height="274" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp4cZDSKmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kxbDBihALYU/s320/Avenged+Sevenfold.JPG" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp4NpDSKlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jfGewVmYl4E/s1600-h/Cobra+Starship.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101021703703767634" style="WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" height="282" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp4NpDSKlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jfGewVmYl4E/s320/Cobra+Starship.JPG" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They Rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp-9JDSKoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Xqr81DonuZA/s1600-h/the+academy+is.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101029116817320578" style="CURSOR: hand" height="262" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp-9JDSKoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Xqr81DonuZA/s320/the+academy+is.JPG" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp70ZDSKnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-3deHL7mtGY/s1600-h/Gym+Class+Heroes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101025667958581874" style="WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp70ZDSKnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-3deHL7mtGY/s320/Gym+Class+Heroes.JPG" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all Singfest! rocked!! Hopefully next year's line up is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next up....WOMAD 2007!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is just the gist of my pictures, if you want, there are more &lt;a href="http://http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f323/pinup87/Miscllaneous/Singfest/"&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/14563707-8917839171916306495?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8917839171916306495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8917839171916306495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8917839171916306495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8917839171916306495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/08/singfest-2007.html' title='Singfest! 2007'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shkyPvFPhak/Rsp4cZDSKmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kxbDBihALYU/s72-c/Avenged+Sevenfold.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14563707.post-5983869132400759493</id><published>2007-08-18T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:11:17.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>I guess that people really have grown.&lt;br /&gt;I have caught up with a few of my friends from secondary school and is bittersweet but it's nice to know that we have all grown maturely and have all lead lives of our own while all of us are trying to be accepted by society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, you're such an In crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge fear,&lt;br /&gt;and that fear alone is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;She seems on my reality,&lt;br /&gt;Crushes my illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She haunts me at night,&lt;br /&gt;like a hunter with keen sight.&lt;br /&gt;I fear her,&lt;br /&gt;but yet,&lt;br /&gt;Death,&lt;br /&gt;you grow dimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Singfest pic.s to be up soon!! I just hate my computer's position to upload pictures, that's why I'm procrastinating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-5983869132400759493?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5983869132400759493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=5983869132400759493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5983869132400759493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/5983869132400759493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/08/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8455359901888943489</id><published>2007-08-03T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T22:38:17.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Nurses day!!!</title><content type='html'>....like 2 days ago....but then better be late that never!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would never think it was sucha big deal but everyone went round wishing each other "Happy Nurses Day!" It was such a nice feeling. From the porters to the ward clerks, were wishing us. Don't say about the doctors lah, those monkeys were just jealous. You don't really see Doctor's day, do you? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day back into the ward proper. Induction progrmme is ove and it's time to start my shift work. Haiz...I feel so demoralised bocause I can't seem to cope and most of my peers (ok lah, it's only 2 of them and they were ANs bfore so maybe because of their proir training, they can cope and prioritise better.) are starting on 10 to 12 patients and I'm stuck with 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute pittence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is their secret? How the hell can they manage so easily? And the thing is that I'm slated to do solo soon. Oh man, I'm sooo worried!!!Need to learn lots of stuff fast. Sam, YOU CAN DO IT!!!---&gt; It's a challenge, but as Ma said," All good things is difficult at first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee! Going to SingFest with on the 9th of August with Rev and Rit. Thankfully, I'm off on that day so, Yes!! I'm free!!!! No doubt the tix has burned a huge hole in my pocket and my mom has labelled me 'crazy' and 'what is wrong with this generation..' yadda yadda, but come on!! A7X, The Noisettes, The Academy is....., etc..... Go lah, no scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, WOMAD is Coming!! If our roster works out, then I'm going on the 25th with Dawn. Woo hoo!! Totally love WOMAD. I must start finding a life utside the hospital, and no, Holland V won't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, now I'm starting to see why most nurses are not getting married. Yes, I know last time nurses were forbidden to get married, but still... now with the new generation, most are still single. Maybe I can set up a dating service just for healthcare progessionals. Haha!! Tan Ku Ku!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8455359901888943489?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8455359901888943489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8455359901888943489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8455359901888943489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8455359901888943489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-nurses-day.html' title='It&apos;s Nurses day!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-6833446764070095748</id><published>2007-07-15T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T13:41:31.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to say....</title><content type='html'>Naruto Rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Need to get my Lomo Cam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-6833446764070095748?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6833446764070095748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=6833446764070095748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6833446764070095748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/6833446764070095748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-just-want-to-say.html' title='I just want to say....'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2183254207893135304</id><published>2007-07-12T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:14:49.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a new Chapter in my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well, I've officially started working. Now as a full fledge staff nurse, things are really hitting me hard in the head. &lt;strong&gt;Say bye bye to social life and to all my boyfriends-to-be. ---or is it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, we've started on our orientation and all I can say is that it's tough man! The things they teach in school is no where near what we're taught in the hospital. I did my IV cannulation today AND IT WAS SOOOO FUN!!! However the veins were like rolling around. I did on Indra and Dawn. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks guys!!&lt;/strong&gt;! This orientation really made me want to be a good nurse. Not only good but someone the whole organization can be so proud of. (Evidently, you can see all the psych they have done on us.) Hopefully, I can be good. Now if I can only understand what the hell that woman is trying to tell us. She really needs sleep badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well, this past holiday was also an eye opener for me. Someone disappointed me real badly (No, not a guy you chicken neh neh.). I realised that she was not worth my time. Ironically though, I shouldn't have been surprised coz that is so expected of her. Well I guess it's time for me to move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Headless chickens make lousy companions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Simron's back!! So nice to have her back and gossip and go to our favourite makan place. Please Sim!! Next time let's go after &lt;strong&gt;5pm&lt;/strong&gt; to eat my naan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev!! Rit!! Let's meet after my first pay!! Long list babes....long list!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2183254207893135304?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2183254207893135304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2183254207893135304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2183254207893135304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2183254207893135304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-new-chapter-in-my-life.html' title='It&apos;s a new Chapter in my Life'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2026073127554690840</id><published>2007-05-11T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T15:40:19.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally!! I can update my blog without some screwed up technological glitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....PRCP IS FINALLY OVER!! So Happy!! 2 months of break then it's to paeds renal. Sigh, the ironic thing is SGH gave an employment SMS thingy asking us to apply with them. I am sorely tempted but the only problem is that I am with confirmation, signed, sealed and waxed accepted to NUH. Arrgh!! This sucks. Oh well.... one door closes, the other opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!I went to watch Spiderman 3 on wednesday. As usual, mi lover is just as hott as ever. Got all orgasmic during the show. Bahahahaha. It was a great show overall. CGI was fantastic especially the fight scenes and of course there were some funny parts. However, there were some slow parts which were so unnecessary, especially the Aunt May part. Boring!! But consolation was that James Franco was sooo cute and he even did a twist. The hottest part was the pie scene...."Soo goood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness...I'm rambling like a love sick puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few projects I want to undertake, prticularly to master my piano pieces and learn the art of peranakan beading. I think I want to make a tutu skirt too!! I think it's so cool. A tut skirt with a tee and sneakers. Hahaha....with a cool headband. Another is to make a nice dress. Just to prove to myself that I can make one. Ahh.....Holidays.....how I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2026073127554690840?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2026073127554690840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2026073127554690840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2026073127554690840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2026073127554690840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh!!!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-9051320419362085316</id><published>2007-04-15T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:46:03.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so fucked up</title><content type='html'>Nothing is going right, right now.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of here,&lt;br /&gt;I need to have a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask so much of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me crap that it's my responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you try to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, I get claustrophobic.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, one day I'll snap.&lt;br /&gt;When that day comes eventually,&lt;br /&gt;I promise then, you'll never see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-9051320419362085316?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9051320419362085316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=9051320419362085316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9051320419362085316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/9051320419362085316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-so-fucked-up.html' title='This is so fucked up'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8001666897356182258</id><published>2007-04-11T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T23:03:34.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potassium Schmotassium</title><content type='html'>Ooo...I've been Bad,&lt;br /&gt;Give me some Span K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I need a holiday desperately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8001666897356182258?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14563707.post-88384695151114974</id><published>2007-04-09T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T17:44:23.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books recommendation so far</title><content type='html'>Just want to recommend some books and authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samantha Saxon &lt;/span&gt;- Every books by her is really good. Three so far. Lady Lies, Lady Killer and Lady's code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period (Tudor) : Only one Author, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phillipa Gregory&lt;/span&gt;. She is also a major in that time period. Her books are great, especially "The other Boylen girl." Great plot and storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenage novels: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meg Carbot&lt;/span&gt; may be the Queen on teen books now but hte series from Simon Pulse Romantic Comedy from various Authors seems promising. Not bad so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science Fiction: I cam across this book by accident. The Abhorsen Triology by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Garth Nix&lt;/span&gt;. It's really good. Another author is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anthony Horowitz&lt;/span&gt;. I forgot what's the series called but the first book is Raven's Gate. So far there's only 2 books  but it's a very suspenseful book and really grips onto my attention. Can't wait for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humour: Definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louise Rennison&lt;/span&gt; with her Georgia Nicolson Diaries. It's so hilarious and superficial. ut then again, that's teenhood. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiction: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khaled Hosseini&lt;/span&gt;'s Kite Runner is a keeper. I would give it all the stars in the world. It's really that good.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan Paton&lt;/span&gt;'s Cry the Beloved Country is also good. Another is Clara by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice Galloway&lt;/span&gt;, a story of Clara Schumann. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark Haddon&lt;/span&gt;'s The Curious incident of the Dog in the night time is also good. Tells the story of an autistic boy and his quest to find out who killed the neighbour's dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non Fiction: Only one. The Good women of China by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xinran&lt;/span&gt;.  Excellent compilations of stories of women  in China during the revolutionary period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I just want to shout for joy that the Debit card is my SAVIOUR in getting my-of-print books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to buy any earrings? I'm selling them. Will pass you the pictures, you just choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-88384695151114974?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/88384695151114974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=88384695151114974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/88384695151114974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/88384695151114974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/04/books-recommendation-so-far.html' title='Books recommendation so far'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-1634480861505917577</id><published>2007-03-27T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:20:20.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRCP.....Welcome to Hell.</title><content type='html'>Short post, People, Short post...... In your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has finally started. The nightmare of all nightmares for nursing students. It's even worse than having a patient collapsing in front of you with the maid wailing by your side. (I've experienced it. No bull there.) And its called........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRCP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pre-Registration Consolidation Programme&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's the worse thing? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M NOT EFFING PAID&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I think my hospital is the only hospital though, those&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; capitalist bastards.&lt;/span&gt; Oh well, take it to my stride and care for the love of my patients (can cue 'Majulah Singapurah' with Singapore flag flying behind me. If you want, Lee Kuan Yew can also stroll by giving me the thumbs up.)  to love and honour them to the depts of my soul. To treasure and love them til' they are well and become free as a bird and become one of society. Or unless til they fall sick again due to some punified microbes floating in that 'society'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..nothing like bring you back to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm posted to paediatrics. For some strange reason, I feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one and at peace&lt;/span&gt; with that fact. Maybe I'm still a fellow paedders. Ah.....chak!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn with Paeds and Emergency, though. Idiots can come up and ask me," Sam, then why don't you do Emergency Paeds?" Can. Offer me the post lah. But you see, if I want to do Emergency, Adults is so much more happening and fun, unlike Emergency Paeds. Geddit? I'd rather do the both seperately. I'm so torn. But nevermind. Let's concentrate on my current obstacle, Ok? Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless me and guide me through my PRCP, and not make me a Horny Bastard. (Especially during ovulation. Either that or due to the fact that I'm exceptionally hairy for a chinese. Stupid beef. I promise I will not eat beef during my pregnancy so as not to subject my kid to what I've been through, unlike a certain someone.....pppbbbffftttt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to add that in. Issues man, I've got lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice Day. *.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Something just occured to me, even if I don't eat beef during pregnancy, my kid will be hairy due to Genes right? NOOOOO!!!!! I better marry a hairless man. Hahaha... Ew... Having sex with hairless man somewhat dosen't feel hott during sex. No extra stimulation. (See where the horny bastard is coming from?) Maybe some hair lah or hair at the right places. Let my kids be apes for all I care, my happiness is on the line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-1634480861505917577?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1634480861505917577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=1634480861505917577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1634480861505917577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/1634480861505917577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/03/prcpwelcome-to-hell.html' title='PRCP.....Welcome to Hell.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-3081934550861883190</id><published>2007-03-18T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:49:59.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachael Yamagata...you Rock!!</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Rachael Yamagata yesterday fot the Mosiac Music Festival yesterday at the Esplanade. Haha, it was well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so funny and when she went off key, she didn't shy from it and said,"This tells you, don't smoke. That's the great thing about Singapore, they trun graphic over it." Haha. I will watch her again, anyway, she said that she'll be back.  Whoot! Whoot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that. I'm so freakin pissed. I could have sat on the second row from the stage, however some bitches were hurrying me up and what do I get in the end? All the way at circle 3, right on top. That's so crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rachaelyamagata.com/"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; her site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm blogging on the mist of an exam period. My exam is tomorrow and I;m s=am so unprepared for it. I'm so Doomed. Thank goodness though I passed my Sociology of Family and Social Psychology!!!! Wonderful Sam. I can't wait for my holiday. I have a long list of things I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Finish learning my Dip songs&lt;br /&gt;2)Sew some clothes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-3081934550861883190?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3081934550861883190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=3081934550861883190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3081934550861883190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3081934550861883190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/03/rachael-yamagatayou-rock.html' title='Rachael Yamagata...you Rock!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-3782320946897528124</id><published>2007-03-10T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T18:15:46.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you dare insult my intelligence..freakin retard</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would just like to warn you that this post is to let out my steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FU**IN HELL DO YOU THINK I AM, YOU BLOODY BITCH?? DON'T INSULT MY INTELLIGENCE BY SENDING ME ALL THESE WEBSITES AND TELLING ME IT HELPS!!! DON'T YOU THINK THAT IF I WANT INFORMATION I WOULD GO TO A BETTER RESOURCE THAN THAT? I MEAN, HELLO? DON'T YOU EVER LEARN RELIABILITY OF RESOURCES? STOP FLOODING MY MAILBOX!! WANT TO SETTLE MY PROBLEMS? GO SETTLE YOUR OWN BLOODY PROBLEMS FIRST!!! AS FAR AS I'M CONCERN, YOUR LIFE IS FALLING APART! SO DO ME A HUGE FAVOUR AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aH......Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-3782320946897528124?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3782320946897528124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=3782320946897528124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3782320946897528124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3782320946897528124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-you-dare-insult-my.html' title='Don&apos;t you dare insult my intelligence..freakin retard'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2107780240772551617</id><published>2007-03-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T21:02:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My grandma can dance better than you!!</title><content type='html'>Listening to: Bon Jovi - Livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching "The Dancefloor" and all I can say, no doubt that there are some exceptional few but honestly, Singaporeans in general cannot dance. Let's just stick to our day job, shall we? Contributing to the Carbon Dioxide composition in our atmosphere and questioning other people's rights to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my exam is tomorrow and I still feel so lag. I'm so doomed lah. May my experience guide me through my social psychology and sociology of family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is long overdued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Rit and Rev for the wonderful time at the Vintage Bar!!!! I was really surprised and yes, I really enjoyed myself. Helped me forget some stuff. Thanks man, you guys are the greatest friends I could ask for. Of course, not forgetting Matle. Don't cry...I didn't forget you. Thanks for the company for dinner and your boyfriend as well. Dinner was weird, but next spot..... Fisherman's Wharf! Thanks guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2107780240772551617?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2107780240772551617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2107780240772551617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2107780240772551617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2107780240772551617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-grandma-can-dance-better-than-you.html' title='My grandma can dance better than you!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2725076670841207465</id><published>2007-02-22T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T08:38:35.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is full of Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>I have a sudden love for neopets and the game Destruct-O-Match. It's so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year week came and gone. Despite us visiting less houses or lesser people seeing us, surprisingly, I managed to get more than last year!! Hahahahahaahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was maybe one of the most trying days of my life. Not going to dwell on it. All I can say is that Ma is one helluva brave and calm person for taking it on head-on eventhough she suspected it for quite a while. I just hope everything will turn out ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures are out for our Chinese New Year Red Day in School. Just go to my photo album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2725076670841207465?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2725076670841207465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2725076670841207465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2725076670841207465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2725076670841207465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is-full-of-ups-and-downs.html' title='Life is full of Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8809665706387248102</id><published>2007-02-18T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:25:12.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!!</title><content type='html'>School is killing me with all the projects and stuff. This year is even rougher than last year. PRCP is starting soon!!! arrgh!!! I'm so scared out of my wits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I'll be 20 and working.&lt;br /&gt;This year is very life changing for me. Starting work? Oh may. I have to support to government now. That sucks. Haha. Sometimes it's so hard to believe that you're all grown up and going through the next milestone in your life. Intimidating? Well, ya, kinda.  But then, let's just take it one step at a time, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Chinese New Year, Everyone!! Enjoy yourself and may you have a wonderful year of the Pig with loads of blessings and may you have a wonderful and prosperous  new year!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8809665706387248102?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8809665706387248102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8809665706387248102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8809665706387248102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8809665706387248102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-2326230053277351242</id><published>2007-01-28T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T01:06:00.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho-hum</title><content type='html'>Overheard a conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person A:" So, How was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pan's Labyrinth&lt;/span&gt;? Enjoyed the show?"&lt;br /&gt;Person B:" Nah, got lost halfway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha...that was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally went to thread or as my Mom said,"shape up" (I swear to you that's like her favourite word for anything to do with hair. Next thing she's gonna ask me to "shape up" my pubics.) my eyebrows last wednesday. It was a harrowing experience which I hope never ever to go through again. So, first I went to the threading store in Clementi central. She took out like a chunk of my evebrows!! It was only half the width and for some reason, my brows didn't seem nicely done. I felt that I honestly looked like a transvestite with a unibrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Ma called her Beautician and so I went to her place and she managed to fix my brows and at the same time did a nice facial. Speaking of which, I have offically joined to the  Live-to-do-facials-or-die club. It was sooo good and relaxing, except the part where I had a sudden high tide and had to rush to the loo with my masque still on, but no matter, it was still wonderful. After the facial, my skin was as smooth as a baby's bottom and soft as silk. Like Malliga was imitating the SK II advert going,"pong pong pong." That psycho freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my brows are trimmed, I'm thinking of a nice dragon tattoo at the top shoulderblade. Whatcha think? I think it's hot but my mom think it's suicidal. Moms, they have a tendency to exagerrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Franco, I still love you, but if you carry on neglecting my needs, I'm gonna turn lesbian and go for Kat von D (Yes, I know she's married to Oliver Peck.). Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-2326230053277351242?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2326230053277351242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=2326230053277351242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2326230053277351242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/2326230053277351242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/01/ho-hum.html' title='Ho-hum'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8596100970257883329</id><published>2007-01-10T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:27:10.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spice Girls.....You ROCK!!</title><content type='html'>Weelllll, I'll be ending my attachment soon, and I have to say, I've really enjoyed my attachment in IMH. I have to admit, I'm surprised that they are not as crazy as we think they are. They are just normal beings like us. However, due to some traumatizing events in their life, it has triggered the "craziness" in them. So honestly, we should try to understand them and not cast them aside as a social deviant.  I had many many great laughs with them too and I don't think I will ever forget the fun....and weary times I shared with them. So thank you guys, for the wonderful time I had with you. Thank goodness too, I had a great lecturer accompanying us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have rekindled my love for the Spice Girls. I mean, It's so funny, I was browsing round youTube and then I came across their videos. Hahaha, they rocked my F*cked up Primary school life and after all these years, you gotta admit, they were one hell of a girlband with their "Girl Power!" Slogan and God-only-knows-how-high platform boots. Haha. Geri and Mel B were great together with Cute Emma,Stoic Victoria and Lesbian-in-question Mel C. Their songs were so catchy too. Haha...good times, good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8596100970257883329?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8596100970257883329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8596100970257883329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8596100970257883329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8596100970257883329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/01/spice-girlsyou-rock.html' title='Spice Girls.....You ROCK!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-8248635758743420017</id><published>2007-01-03T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:31:43.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMH...Day 1</title><content type='html'>Wahahahhaha!! Found out that the gay tape about James Franco is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so not true.&lt;/span&gt; Wahaha... So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Today's the first day of attachment in IMH (Institute of Mental Health). I  have to admit, I was quite apprehensive and worried a little at first, I mean, hello? There are lots of stories and the stigma? Goodness. So I was late, stupid traffic, was so slow and the funniest thing was when I went to the foyer, someone came up to me and wanted to know my name. I was like," Crap, I haven't even started work and I'm already harrassedby a psycho." Luckily though,  found out it was the lecturer. Hahahaha. Phew. He was just taking attandence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation took the whole day, so we didn't do much. Hopefully there are more things to do tomorrow. By the way, the patients were quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During orientation round, the sataff nurse was introducing us to the patients&lt;br /&gt;Staff Nurse: "Hey, XX, you have schizophrenia, right?"&lt;br /&gt;XX: "Siao (Crazy) ah! I have bipolar lah!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice. At least he has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;insight to his disorder&lt;/span&gt;. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were loads of precautions to take too, like not to build a friendship with patients and stuff and how to watch our backs and not follow patients around. Apparently it was easy for them to fall in love with you and stuff, making things worse. Our lecturer was also warning us about them stalking us and to tell immediate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the stigma and all the stories of IMH, I have to say, it is actually relatively safe if you take precaution (hmm...sounds familiar) and watch your back at all times. Hopefully I can get something out of this attachment and make it a fulfilling one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-8248635758743420017?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8248635758743420017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=8248635758743420017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8248635758743420017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/8248635758743420017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/01/imhday-1.html' title='IMH...Day 1'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-3046506880767250034</id><published>2007-01-01T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:23:56.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a New year!!</title><content type='html'>Listening to: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vengaboys - Boom Boom Boom Boom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh....brings back childhood memories, where senseless taste in songs reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone is 2006, here comes 2007. Please, just increase the nursing starting pay. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, James Franco was rumoured to have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gay sex tape&lt;/span&gt;, unfortunately or fortunately, I couldn't find it in the net. I mean, come on, why the hell wasn't I inside? I could have made him as straight as a chinese bamboo stick. (Just so you know, we chinese are proud of our bamboos.) This really sucks (No pun intended.) But then again, ignorance is bliss. Gay sex frightens the shit out of me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought some more books from Kinokuniya. WhOOt!! WHoot!! I bought a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catherine Anderson's My Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;. It's about this lady who has aphasia due to some diving accident and she fell in love with this vet whom she works for. Quite sweet and romantic. I gotta admit Catherine Anderson writes good books.....so far. Haha...bloody cynic. Back to the topic. However, she dosen't know that the vet is also starting to fall in love with her. But then obstacles seems to prevent them from having a relationship. So, will their love prevail? Just read the book, you lazy&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; chicken neh neh.&lt;/span&gt; (By the way, just to let you know, that's the part of the chicken I like best, the neh neh = Breast. Haha. Horny and hairy bastard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other I got was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tabloid Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;. It was uuuhhhhhhhh disturbing but yet insightful as to how weird the Japanese are. Not only are they so sexually driven, the stuff that goes through their minds are like...WT...? For example, Japanese scientists have created a silicone dolls which they call Dutch Wives to replace the oh-so- old fashion inflatable sex dolls. One scientist even claims that they can spread their legs wider. When the dolls die (a.k.a. man found a real woman, so being the bloody bastard as they all are, ditch the old), the company will send them to a buddhist temple to say rites. heh! There are other weird articles in Tabloid Tokyo. It's a fun read, so get your hands on one. By the way, the dolls are disturbingly looking somewhat young and a little too life like for my liking. Er...not that I bother anyway.&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" href="http://www.japanfortheuninvited.com/articles/sex%20dolls.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.japanfortheuninvited.com/articles/sex%20dolls.html"&gt;1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.3yen.com/2006-12-12/i-doloids-love-dolls-for-japan-and-the-rest-of-the-world/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www2.blogger.com/www.gizmodo.com/gadgets/tag/the-mystery-of-datch-waifu-solved-9326.php%20-%2029k%20-"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, have a great year, everyone. May world peace reign and may I earn my thousand to go to Australia or New Zealand, mid year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. James, I forgive you. xoxoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-3046506880767250034?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3046506880767250034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=3046506880767250034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3046506880767250034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/3046506880767250034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s a New year!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-116711132731356277</id><published>2006-12-26T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:35:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!</title><content type='html'>Finally!! I've gotten the book I've been waiting for--- Catherine Anderson's Annie's song. Read it in a day and glad to say, no regrets. I managed to get it in Borders at Times Square, KL.(Was in KL for a few days.)  Cried my shit out while reading the book in the hotel. When my parents came back from Genting, they were like," Sam, your sinus came back?" I was like,"uh...ya." Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Hotel Istana was great!! Don't mind staying there again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining buckets this monsoon. The angels must be crying hard. Anyway, Christmas this year was quiet. Went to Tua Ee's place for dinner. As usual, she dosen't fail to impress. But with Kong, Mak and her family down in NZ, it's quite quiet. Anyway, great presents, everyone. Esecially the book vouchers!! And  of course, ma's Shirt and mannequin for me, eventhough the colour is a bit salah for me. Haha, thank God for goods exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, christmas has come and gone. Here comes the new year, Good tidings, everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. James, get your butt down here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-116711132731356277?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/116711132731356277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=116711132731356277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/116711132731356277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/116711132731356277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally.html' title='Finally!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-116710112507096525</id><published>2006-12-26T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T10:46:45.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind it Up!</title><content type='html'>Read some disturbing article recently. Scientists are trying to build some humanoid so that we can have sex with them. Whhhaaaaatttt???!!!! I was like, yaaaa, there are not enough people around, let's just build some robots to ease the sexual cravings of losers. Come on! That's so weird and disgusting!! They are even trying to build the skin with real human skin. Urrgh. I think the funny bit is what the sex scene is going to sound like. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh. yes. Oh. Yes. Baby. Say. My. Name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ooOOoo......x75.24 version 5.0....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh ya, you guessed it,  it's the Japanese who are trying to invent it. They are so screwed up sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Let's take the inflatable doll to a whole new level.  Lets make a robot to screw alll loser men and women their brains out." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hai! HornyChi-San."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to an&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://ezinearticles.com/?Japanese-Developing-Sex-Robots&amp;id=55797"&gt;article.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the world coming to? Do you think they will do a James Franco for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, do you know that my cousin was saying that they are trying to get a male pregnant? How freaking screwed up is that? Apparently there is an article online about it. &lt;a href="http://www.malepregnancy.com/mingwei/"&gt;YUCK!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all a bunch of crazy screwed up asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-116710112507096525?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/116710112507096525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=116710112507096525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/116710112507096525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/116710112507096525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2006/12/wind-it-up.html' title='Wind it Up!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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-14563707.post-116476863608931356</id><published>2006-11-29T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:52:33.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha Stewart visits a lame punk rock concert</title><content type='html'>Listening to: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creed - One Last Breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, met up with the usual gang, Matilda, Rita and Revathi for some punk rock concert at Gas Haus in Bugis. Lets just say that the word&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; punk &lt;/span&gt;should have set my brains running and my lower limb muscles running to the opposite direction, but noooo, I went with them anyway, just to encourage Rev's friend's band(or throw degratory insults to other bands which we did happily). Let's just say that the state of these bands wannabes are so lame . The worse part is that their singing is out of tune, unable to hear or worse, unmatured. Their guitars are also untuned properly. Hello? and people are moshing? or would you even call that moshing? I have no idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So we went to Fish and Co. for some dinner. Rev stayed behind to watch her friends play, (They were delayed so we didn't stay to watch them perform.) . Ahh....the sweet rock music they were playing were the best ever. Nickelback, Creed, the people who know how to rock!!!! Later Rev came and joined us for dinner, eating from Rit's leftovers. While we're talking, Mat was commenting how her friends in school calls her Martha Stewart. Let's face it. She is so motherly that I won't be surprised if God decides to choose her to be the next virgin Mary and let her conceive through Immaculate Conception. Honestly!! The funniest thing is that she is the only one who commented that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; the prawns are butterflied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;. Hello?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Martha Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it wasn't the punk rock concert that made our day, but the time spent together bitching and shopping (at bugis street). It was fun while it lasted. Thanks girls!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14563707-116476863608931356?l=samanthayvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/116476863608931356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14563707&amp;postID=116476863608931356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/116476863608931356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14563707/posts/default/116476863608931356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthayvonne.blogspot.com/2006/11/martha-stewart-visits-lame-punk-rock.html' title='Martha Stewart visits a lame punk rock concert'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14278537588191478434</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>
