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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206</id><updated>2009-11-11T15:37:34.424+08:00</updated><title type="text">Oooh La La...</title><subtitle type="html">......................Add a dash of Oooh La La to your life....</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1458</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/OoohLaLa" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-6248249672933954772</id><published>2009-11-11T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:37:34.430+08:00</updated><title type="text">Do you like Twisties?</title><summary type="text">Looks like i wont be able to go buy my LCD monitor nor check out my crochet top at the yarn store today. Hubby just called up and told me he's still out looking for stainless steel drums with a friend. I'm so glad i have the laptop to work with. If not, my assignments will be late. I just prepared tea for both my kids. Hope they enjoy the cheese sandwich and twisties. How long have you not eaten </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/6248249672933954772/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=6248249672933954772" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/6248249672933954772" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/6248249672933954772" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-you-like-twisties.html" title="Do you like Twisties?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-5211340390029074252</id><published>2009-11-06T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:20:55.720+08:00</updated><title type="text">Less mozzies these days</title><summary type="text">Our neighborhood was fogged a few days back. It's the rainy season and the mozzies are back with a vengeance. MIL did say that they are lesser since our neighbor moved away. She has a whole garden full of shrubs and plants. Mozzies love to hide out there and as our house does not have mosquito netting at the doorway and windows, they all come flying in each night. I told my MIL to turn the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/5211340390029074252/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=5211340390029074252" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/5211340390029074252" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/5211340390029074252" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/11/less-mozzies-these-days.html" title="Less mozzies these days" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-5221037752595079634</id><published>2009-10-30T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:34:44.825+08:00</updated><title type="text">My nephew lost his baseball glove</title><summary type="text">I have this feeling that a working brain burns more calories that all workouts combined. i just had a late breakfast about two hours ago before i sent the kid to school. I just sat down here to work and after publishing five posts, i'm feeling hungry all over again. No joke, man. I just went to kitchen to get myself a bowl of rice with stir-fried brinjals and also fish. I dare not eat much now, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/5221037752595079634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=5221037752595079634" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/5221037752595079634" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/5221037752595079634" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-nephew-lost-his-baseball-glove.html" title="My nephew lost his baseball glove" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-6603849740078907832</id><published>2009-10-30T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T08:38:21.503+08:00</updated><title type="text">No domestic helper for us :(</title><summary type="text">It's been nearly two weeks since our neighbor moved in next door. It's a young couple, married recently with no kids yet. I hope when they have a baby next time, theirs wont turn out to be a crybaby like mine, lol. I was out for lunch with a good friend of mine yesterday when she asked me if i'm going to try for number three or not. CHOIIIISSSSS, no way!!!! Two is more than enough for me to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/6603849740078907832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=6603849740078907832" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/6603849740078907832" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/6603849740078907832" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-domestic-helper-for-us.html" title="No domestic helper for us :(" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-8756740862803482194</id><published>2009-10-29T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:53:25.185+08:00</updated><title type="text">Bali or Orlando?</title><summary type="text">My friend just reminded me that we still have to confirm the trip to Bali next year. I told her it's difficult for me to do so now as my kid is starting Std1 next year and i might need to be there for him at the beginning of the year to see that he settles in his new environment. She says the fares are cheap now and it might go up if we book next year. I joked with her and say if we cannot go to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/8756740862803482194/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=8756740862803482194" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8756740862803482194" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8756740862803482194" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/bali-or-orlando.html" title="Bali or Orlando?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-4889170071369195176</id><published>2009-10-29T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:31:41.612+08:00</updated><title type="text">Got SLEEP</title><summary type="text">I've somehow managed to work out a good timetable for myself and the kids. They now go to bed at 9pm and wake up around 8am. I go to bed with them and get up about two hours later to do my work. By 12.30am or so, i'll be really sleepy and will head to bed. I get to sleep these days and hopefully, this will keep all the wrinkles at bay. Who needs wrinkle cream when sleep is the best anti-aging </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/4889170071369195176/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=4889170071369195176" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4889170071369195176" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4889170071369195176" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-sleep.html" title="Got SLEEP" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-2460967274000984439</id><published>2009-10-22T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:20:53.235+08:00</updated><title type="text">My knitting blog is now safe in my webhosting account.... phewwww</title><summary type="text">I can be such a big-blur once in a while. You see, i have two knitting blogs, which are hosted differently. Both have their own flickr accounts for the projects pictures. One blog is dormant, the other is still being updated. The thing is, i've not been working on those blogs for a long time. 

Yesterday, i sent a pic to one of those blogs so that Google knows that it's still alive. I then logged</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/2460967274000984439/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=2460967274000984439" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/2460967274000984439" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/2460967274000984439" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-knitting-blog-is-now-safe-in-my.html" title="My knitting blog is now safe in my webhosting account.... phewwww" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-8401389037143135601</id><published>2009-10-20T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:40:21.880+08:00</updated><title type="text">Gonna rain........ hope not!!!!!</title><summary type="text">Ok, gotta log off after this post. Have to go pick my kids up. Read an update on Facebook that it's raining dogs and cats in some parts of Ipoh now. Hope strong winds blow all the rain clouds away from my area, lol. Hey, anyone here knows what call center outsourcing is and where to find one in Ipoh. My friend is looking for such a service. Leave a comment here, ya. I gotta go now. See ya all </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/8401389037143135601/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=8401389037143135601" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8401389037143135601" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8401389037143135601" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/gonna-rain-hope-not.html" title="Gonna rain........ hope not!!!!!" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-5625176855905454874</id><published>2009-10-19T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:47:58.788+08:00</updated><title type="text">Where to buy rare gold coin?</title><summary type="text">Hubby called me up and told me about a rare gold coin his friend showed him the other day. He says if he has the money, he may want to buy some for the kids next time. Good, buy some for me first, lol. I know that gold os very expensive these days. I even read that it's at an all-time high. Those of you wanting to dispose off all your garish gold jewelry may find the price favorable to sell them </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/5625176855905454874/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=5625176855905454874" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/5625176855905454874" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/5625176855905454874" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-to-buy-rare-gold-coin.html" title="Where to buy rare gold coin?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-4198486768786483991</id><published>2009-10-19T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:06:10.269+08:00</updated><title type="text">Born Rich starts tonight!!!!</title><summary type="text">Life must be fun if one's Born Rich, eh. I dunno, cos i wasnt Born Rich. I just know i have to work smart for my money. I aint no cow, so, i dont work hard, lol. But if i were Born Rich, i may not have to work at all. I have friends who were Born Rich. Some of them are successful, some not so. Some have even squandered their inheritance even before they're 25. Without proper education, it doesnt </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/4198486768786483991/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=4198486768786483991" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4198486768786483991" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4198486768786483991" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/born-rich-starts-tonight.html" title="Born Rich starts tonight!!!!" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-7112768413700231118</id><published>2009-10-18T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:34:35.220+08:00</updated><title type="text">Hate festive seasons and weekends.... period</title><summary type="text">Cilaka internet is almost at a standstill. It's always like this during weekends and festive seasons. Only blardy Streamyx has the reason to this. They keep sucking our money but does not providing us with what we're paying for. Niamah. If not for Maxis on standby, i think i dont need to make money online. Eh, dont think Maxis is reliable also, k. They suck just as bad where i live. But i'm just </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/7112768413700231118/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=7112768413700231118" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/7112768413700231118" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/7112768413700231118" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/hate-festive-seasons-and-weekends.html" title="Hate festive seasons and weekends.... period" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-1368731869644476731</id><published>2009-10-07T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:30:09.068+08:00</updated><title type="text">Maggi Mee Tom Yum.... iLIKE!!!!</title><summary type="text">I wonder why each time i have to some serous blogging, i'm sure to feel hungry. I just sat down here a short while ago and now, i feel like cooking a bowl of Maggi Mee Tom Yum. Something must be wrong somewhere, lol. In a way, i had an early breakfast and i only ate Chee Cheong Fun my MIL bought from the market. Ok, i gonna leave the room to go cook. The good thing is, no matter how much i eat, i</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/1368731869644476731/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=1368731869644476731" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/1368731869644476731" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/1368731869644476731" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/maggi-mee-tom-yum-ilike.html" title="Maggi Mee Tom Yum.... iLIKE!!!!" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-4938683613617485662</id><published>2009-10-01T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:07:10.816+08:00</updated><title type="text">Cute handbags</title><summary type="text">If i have a little girl, i believe i'll be suckered into buying lots of cute stuffs like these for her. Lucky for me i only have two boys. One is crazy over Cars, the other is crazy over gadgets. I do stall at the window display and stare at them once in a while. Hubby sometimes will ask me to buy it cos he doesnt want to wait for me. Chisin meh. 30 plus and still walking around with Hello Kitty,</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/4938683613617485662/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=4938683613617485662" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4938683613617485662" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4938683613617485662" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/cute-handbags.html" title="Cute handbags" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-6766930554213403873</id><published>2009-10-01T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:09:11.409+08:00</updated><title type="text">Going to Disneyland this yearend?</title><summary type="text">I'm supposed to write a few post but found myself surfing over to this website that sells Disney Tickets online. I just canceled my trip for the weekend and hubby is so pleased, lol. It's okay as i really dont want him to worry over the recent Tsunami Warning he read. I told him he'd better make up to me by taking the kids and i to Disneyland one of these days. I'm so going to bookmark this </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/6766930554213403873/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=6766930554213403873" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/6766930554213403873" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/6766930554213403873" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-to-disneyland-this-yearend.html" title="Going to Disneyland this yearend?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-8610769564030949168</id><published>2009-09-27T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:12:24.035+08:00</updated><title type="text">Forgetful</title><summary type="text">My forgetfulness made my kid miss his art class yesterday. Getting bad, eh. It's not entirely my fault as i was helping my niece at that time. I went out to with her to buy something using my credit card. What a nice aunt she has, huh... LOL!!!! On the way home, she asked me about this colon cleanse and told me her friend wants to give it a try. Anyone tried it before? Leave a comment here so </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/8610769564030949168/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=8610769564030949168" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8610769564030949168" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8610769564030949168" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgetful.html" title="Forgetful" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-9212356719109454150</id><published>2009-09-17T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:04:25.680+08:00</updated><title type="text">Restaurant City Worker Cheat</title><summary type="text">This is the latest Restaurant City Worker Cheat. Got it from a friend. Tried it out earlier and it's working fine. Those of you playing Restaurant City on Facebook may want to check it out. A cool Restaurant City Cheat. Will let you know if there are more Restaurant City Cheats and Hacks, ok.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/9212356719109454150/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=9212356719109454150" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/9212356719109454150" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/9212356719109454150" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/restaurant-city-worker-cheat.html" title="Restaurant City Worker Cheat" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-3054667922006294008</id><published>2009-09-16T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:29:24.524+08:00</updated><title type="text">Do you have a water filter at home?</title><summary type="text">I wonder why i am the only one who changes the kitchen's water filter each time the flow slows down. Hubby will only complain about the slow water flow. I just changed it two days back and now, i can see so much yellow sediment on the filter. The water quality is getting from bad to worse these days. i wonder what will happen if we were to drink unfiltered water each day. Will we die from it?  

</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/3054667922006294008/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=3054667922006294008" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/3054667922006294008" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/3054667922006294008" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-have-water-filter-at-home.html" title="Do you have a water filter at home?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-1490447637909014794</id><published>2009-09-16T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:24:43.441+08:00</updated><title type="text">What's the best eye cream?</title><summary type="text">"Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest one of all..."

I dont really like what i see in the mirror these days. Apart from zits, i can see fine lines and wrinkles too. I'm getting older and it's showing on my face. I'm partly to be blamed for not taking care of my face better. I should sleep more, man. Friends told me to buy myself a good eye cream and apply some each night. Oh, wateva.... </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/1490447637909014794/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=1490447637909014794" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/1490447637909014794" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/1490447637909014794" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-best-eye-cream.html" title="What's the best eye cream?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-223158193671598433</id><published>2009-09-16T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:20:57.731+08:00</updated><title type="text">Been to the 25 dollars shop in Ipoh Garden?</title><summary type="text">I just got off the phone with my best friend. She told me she bought a tuxedo suit for her kid at 99 bucks from the 25 dollars shop in Ipoh Garden South. Been there? I was there last weekend. I found a pair of Car-car shoe for my kid too. My friend said my kid would look cute wearing a tux and asked me if it's ok she brings it over for him to try so that i can take a pic of him wearing it. Of cos</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/223158193671598433/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=223158193671598433" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/223158193671598433" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/223158193671598433" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-to-25-dollars-shop-in-ipoh-garden.html" title="Been to the 25 dollars shop in Ipoh Garden?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-7524576816248615552</id><published>2009-09-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:34:44.662+08:00</updated><title type="text">Need emergency assistance when abroad?</title><summary type="text">I told hubby the moment our toddler turns four, we'll take him to Disneyland. By then, the big kid will be seven and both of them can enjoy the holiday better. My friend just got back from Disneyland and showed me the photos she took of the place. My kids like Disney characters and i believe they'll enjoy their holiday there too. She also told me should i ever need emergency assistance when </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/7524576816248615552/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=7524576816248615552" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/7524576816248615552" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/7524576816248615552" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/need-emergency-assistance-when-abroad.html" title="Need emergency assistance when abroad?" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-418398655964725452</id><published>2009-09-14T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:17:14.246+08:00</updated><title type="text">Of PMS, mood &amp; zits</title><summary type="text">I dont feel like looking at myself in the mirror these days. Each time around THAT time of the month, the zits will sprout. I've spoken with my nutritionist and she told me to take some EPO. She says it'll balance up my hormones better and in time, the zits will stop appearing. And i was thinking of acne treatments to help control them. I hope she's right. I've been taking them for weeks now. The</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/418398655964725452/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=418398655964725452" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/418398655964725452" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/418398655964725452" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-pms-mood-zits.html" title="Of PMS, mood &amp; zits" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-8017558101108228482</id><published>2009-09-14T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:55:38.853+08:00</updated><title type="text">A Koi Pond... what next????</title><summary type="text">You know, once you get into the mood of renovating your place, you'll tend to do all sorts of things. This afternoon, my sister-in-law asked me if i know of any pond supplies or not. Now that the kitchen is fully done up, she wants to move onto the garden, lol. If i'm not wrong, mym was talking about having a Koi pond in the garden. Geeee.... a KOI POND!!!! I dont know much about fish nor ponds, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/8017558101108228482/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=8017558101108228482" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8017558101108228482" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8017558101108228482" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/09/koi-pond-what-next.html" title="A Koi Pond... what next????" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-8443772883564599625</id><published>2009-08-30T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:04:31.975+08:00</updated><title type="text">What custom software??</title><summary type="text">It's actually weird that friend think i can help them find things online just because i'm a blogger. The other day, one of my close friend, Jesse, needed help on some custom software and beeped me continuously on my MSN. Gimme a break. If i'm not replying, it just means i'm away from my desk, DOHHHHH. Not to mention the number of repeated emails from him in my inbox. I spammed it, lol. Just goes </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/8443772883564599625/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=8443772883564599625" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8443772883564599625" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/8443772883564599625" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-custom-software.html" title="What custom software??" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-4089401815545140399</id><published>2009-08-30T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:44:18.092+08:00</updated><title type="text">The rash on my right hand....</title><summary type="text">My right hand is itching badly again. The rash is back. I saw some dirty dishes at the kitchen sink and went and washed them up. I forgot i have a tiny scratch on my right hand and it reacted to the detergent causing the rash to spread to my wrist. It's not the first time. It will subside in a day or two, provided i dont scratch it in my sleep. Talking of kitchen sinks, i think my MIL wants to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/4089401815545140399/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=4089401815545140399" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4089401815545140399" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/4089401815545140399" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/08/rash-on-my-right-hand.html" title="The rash on my right hand...." /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734206.post-2539064167667269094</id><published>2009-08-28T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T10:23:10.239+08:00</updated><title type="text">Busy Friday for me</title><summary type="text">It's Friday. I hope hubby comes back today. He's been away since Tuesday and both my kids are having Papa Withdrawal Symptoms, lol. They miss him so much that when it's bedtime, they'll keep asking me, "Papa come back?". See, having their mom home with them 24 hours a day is not enough. They havent got a clue that it's every child's wish to have their mom home with them all day long, sigh. Too </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/feeds/2539064167667269094/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15734206&amp;postID=2539064167667269094" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/2539064167667269094" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734206/posts/default/2539064167667269094" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://samanthayeap.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-friday-for-me.html" title="Busy Friday for me" /><author><name>Samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14544959622437258357" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry></feed>
