<?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-5240975</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:09:29.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out  from The NutShell</title><subtitle type='html'>This is ME!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-2225440677796736393</id><published>2008-03-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T06:53:39.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello? Back from the dead??Last post 2005!!! I wonder if anyone still visits this grave from time to time?Well I've quit that boring job already.. Finally! dont know what took me so long.I'm still at NUS but in a different department now.. doing something that is much more meaningful (in my opinion) CANCER RESEARCH!Breaking news.... I'm still with my idiot boyfriend that loves watch TV!And yes I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/2225440677796736393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/2225440677796736393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2008_03_30_archive.html#2225440677796736393' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-112252984140502259</id><published>2005-07-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T22:59:28.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well my blog's just been resurrected from 6 feet under the ground. My bordem has given this blog a new hope for life. Sitting here at the office is pretty boring.. considering all my work is at SJI... Wanted to test out the new JAVA progrme.. but the computers here wont let it... EXTREMELY BORED!I have resorted to playing Games (yahoo) and eating Fruits for the past 3 hours... HELPNow i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/112252984140502259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/112252984140502259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2005_07_24_archive.html#112252984140502259' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-110016310188628226</id><published>2004-11-11T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T00:51:41.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night i realise that singapore is not all as safe as we think it is. We are comparatively safe compared to other countries but within our own country we are not all that.I went to cheeky monkeys with my sis and friends... and as we were about to enter the club, a fight broke out. And it happened right at my feet.  A group of mats were stepping on this indian man who was really drunk. they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/110016310188628226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/110016310188628226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110016310188628226' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109939328169657252</id><published>2004-11-02T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T03:01:21.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SIGH!!! school's out for just 6 weeks and ... we have just a week of break... Dont have much of a holiday... but hell i thought i'll have none at all... Results will be out on the 12th of NOV. Getting a little worried and all.. sigh... but hopefully all will be well....WEll moving on to a little personal stuff... let's see what's been going on in my life...Andre's being a real sweet-heart.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109939328169657252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109939328169657252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109939328169657252' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109689432120608052</id><published>2004-10-04T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T05:52:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel so lost when he gets angry with me. Like i have no one to turn to, to comfort me. i love him soooo much that i try and try and try to be the best girlfriend he'll ever have, even if its at my expense. but i guess u cant be someone ur not. Even with his temper i still adore him so much. Now we're in an arguement and its all my fault. Wished my friends were more girls than guys, wished i was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109689432120608052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109689432120608052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109689432120608052' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109656204249850986</id><published>2004-09-30T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T09:34:02.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've finally realized what my worst fear is...Its losing my mind. The mind is truly the most fasinating of all things i have ever been introduced to. It's simply amazing.If i were to ever lose my mind, i think i'll be happier dead. Every thing that u are and u believe in ...is all in the individual mind. Can u even begin to imagine losing something so precious. The most astonishing of things is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109656204249850986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109656204249850986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109656204249850986' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109595135467313567</id><published>2004-09-23T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T07:55:54.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been GUILTY of neglecting this blogging business... but really i've been so tied up with sch work... i seriously think that i'm losing motivation to study. Lost part of the studying craze.... i do believe its the attachment in ireland... now that i'm back, i do miss the life style i had over there. Shucks... still trying to adjust. Oh well i guess in due time i'll get over it and start working my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109595135467313567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109595135467313567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109595135467313567' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109471393007386036</id><published>2004-09-08T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T01:27:26.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How do i start explaining what i'm going through now? i'm messed up... i've lost someone that i've been holding onto so tightly. Thought some distance btw us might make us bond stronger, only to find out that it drifted us apart. Reading him makes me cry inside, am trying not to show it... trying to be strong but i'm shaking and breaking down.He's lost interest in me, i see it in his words and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109471393007386036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109471393007386036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109471393007386036' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109353486022614558</id><published>2004-08-26T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T08:41:00.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't understand whySee it's burning me to hold onto thisI know this is something I gotta doBut that don't mean I want toWhat I'm trying to say is that I-love-you I justI feel like this is coming to an endAnd its better for me to let it go now than hold on and hurt youI gotta let it burn[Verse 1]It's gonna burn for me to say thisBut it's comin from my heartIt's been a long time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109353486022614558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109353486022614558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109353486022614558' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109291547712062777</id><published>2004-08-19T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T04:47:23.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mon 16 Aug 2004, Edinburgh evening NEWSHead of Dolly clone lab is found hangedBY NICOLA STOW• 53-year-old said to be suffering depression• Professor had crucial role in Dolly creation• Funeral set to be held at weekend THE head of the science lab which created Dolly the sheep has been found hanging in his holiday home. Professor John Clark, who was believed to have been suffering from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109291547712062777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109291547712062777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109291547712062777' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109291017623054130</id><published>2004-08-19T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T03:42:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finished all my work already.. basically i'm just bumming around in the lab... hahah... think i might go for a long lunch today... get some chocolates and card for the lab,something small for catherine as well.. have to pack for tonight's horse-riding.. i hope its not gonna be disappointing.. we'll be staying at Dr. Barton's place again.. which will be some fun! *cross fingers*Last night's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109291017623054130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109291017623054130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109291017623054130' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109265239386136543</id><published>2004-08-16T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T03:33:13.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm going home... i'm going home... 5 more days till i hop into a plane and fly straight back home!! weeeeee.... so freaking excited! i cant wait really i cant. this will be our last week in ireland... And the lab's gonna  throw us a farwell party, they gonna bring us to this indian festival, where we are gonna have great indian food, watch bollywood movies and belly-dancers... i always thought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109265239386136543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109265239386136543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109265239386136543' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109231977205968481</id><published>2004-08-12T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T07:09:32.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEWS FLASH! here's the Story:HEALTH:Americans Can Now Opt for Eyeball Jewelry. A new kind of body adornment imported from Europe and now being showcased on American shores. To give customers a twinkle in their eye, implants of a 0.13-inch wide piece of jewelry into the conjunctiva — the mucus membrane lining the front of the eyeball. "The eye is covered by a thin layer of skin and we make a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109231977205968481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109231977205968481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109231977205968481' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109223123404916015</id><published>2004-08-11T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T06:33:54.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So tired... so sleepy... so hungry... cant wait to go for tea...i'm currently doing an experiment... still waiting for the pre-hybrization of the membrane. Tonight i'll be going to trudi's place for dinner! sharon's gonna cook her curry and trudi's gonna cook some stir-fry vegies! looking forward to that..AND AND AND... tonight the lotto numbers will be out...bought my numbers yesterday with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109223123404916015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109223123404916015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109223123404916015' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109206695199838110</id><published>2004-08-09T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T08:55:51.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Started work again today. The 1 week break was really relaxing! had time to unwind myself. A short holiday has done some good! GAlway: a Small compact city which was horrifyingly crowded due to the annual horse-racing that's going on down there. Pearlyn and i checked into the corrib village hostel... which was like a resort/ chalet. Very nice. we booked a trip to the arran Islands.. which was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109206695199838110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109206695199838110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109206695199838110' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109119894231388938</id><published>2004-07-30T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T07:49:02.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WELL... i have officially knocked off work! TGIF!!!! next week will be my 1 week off!! Woohoo.. cant wait.. i'll be travelling to Galway and Fermanagh! I'm gonna just let loose and enjoy this week's break! been looking forward to this break... And Golly! i've just got another 3 more weeks before i fly back home! CANT wait to see everyone again! Well... OFF I GO!....Think of Peter Pan and Sing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109119894231388938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109119894231388938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109119894231388938' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109101731429367049</id><published>2004-07-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T05:21:54.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So what's the story with the new Free SMS on hotmail/yahoo emails?Anyone kind enough to share some light on this lost soul far way from home?Cheers!~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109101731429367049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109101731429367049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109101731429367049' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109094638369803816</id><published>2004-07-27T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T09:39:43.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What am i going to do with myself after i graduate from the polytechnic?1. Get a degree? yup where? how? how much?2. work?  no! i want a PHD. Period.3. ..........4. .............5. ...............6. ................7. I reckon i need help!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109094638369803816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109094638369803816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109094638369803816' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109083889876952572</id><published>2004-07-26T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T03:48:18.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend was a nice sleezy weekend...i hardly did anything at all...on sat.. i woke up early and headed to the national library.. the one that has a dome shaped reading room and all sorts of old manuscripts and books... they have a whole different system of organization.. u'll have too look up for the books u want top read in huge old cataloges and give the call number to the librarain and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109083889876952572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109083889876952572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109083889876952572' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-109032146941889384</id><published>2004-07-20T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T04:04:29.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last weekend, pearlyn and Simon came down to dublin.. Haahahh it was a blast i think.. we had so much fun.. we went around dublin... saw a few things here and there.. and they did a whole lot of Shopping!Didnt u guys eh?yup.. nothing much happened... all of us then went clubin the evening... danced so much ... it was non-stop dancing...made a few friends over the last week as well..2 aussie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109032146941889384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/109032146941889384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109032146941889384' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108964766538530179</id><published>2004-07-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T08:54:25.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strolled into the lab at 09:30 sharp today... but boy was i tired! had to catchj the 07:00 flight back to dublin which means i had to wake up 04:45 in the morning...but all's good slept in the airport while waiting for boarding, slept in the plane, slept in the bus rides.. had to catch 2 buses, one from the airport to town and the other from town to crumlin.so i had my fair share of sleep...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108964766538530179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108964766538530179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#108964766538530179' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108903782846466519</id><published>2004-07-05T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T07:30:28.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just came Back from YORK.. and straight into the lab. Gosh that was a fun-filled weekend! York is just gorgeous! The city is so rich in history.. its fantastic! History dating back to Roman times... that's like 71 AD can u imagine that before cHrist! The pillar still stands and so does the city wall... and that's not all.. they have the Saxon era, the Viking Era and the Mediveal Era... all the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108903782846466519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108903782846466519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108903782846466519' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108860098976225586</id><published>2004-06-30T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T09:25:43.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lately i have been cooped up in my room saving money (for the weekends) and reading the minutes away. Yeah, i simply cant get enough of reading books. went to the library and borrowed 2 books on monday...mordern lit book : the devil wears pradais simply a gorgeous book... just reading the book, makes me roll all over the floor with laughter. Its sooooooo Funny! i cant seem to StreSS on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108860098976225586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108860098976225586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108860098976225586' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108809324048350685</id><published>2004-06-24T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T09:35:20.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm still in the lab waiting for the experiments to be done... sigh... i'm sooooo tired! i've been having 2 cups of coffee like everyday..Today i was reading an article on the Egnima of Beauty... Seems like all of us humans have a common perspective of what beauty is... Whatever that's aired on TV. The media has painted the image of beauty for us. But then again, babies are also more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108809324048350685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108809324048350685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108809324048350685' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108781845159673002</id><published>2004-06-21T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T08:25:53.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waiting in the Lab again for experiments to give me results....Anyways, what do u think of these places that i'll be going to in the next 8 weeks...1)Galway (part of ireland)2)Bath   (part of England)3)York   (Part of England)4)Paris  (part of France)5)Edinburgh (Part of scotland)6)Holland7)Vienna (part of Austria)     &lt; the last 2 , still pending.....the last 2 will be tentative... it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108781845159673002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108781845159673002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108781845159673002' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108755430942854319</id><published>2004-06-18T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T04:45:48.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the lab now.. waiting for time to fly by so that i can carry on with my experiments... i've got 3 hours .. anyways..on wed, Sharon and i went to the library to return and borrow books... i borrowed a booked : Earth and Ashes by Atiq Rahimi. Its about the sufferings of the Afghan people when the Russian army occupied Afghanistan.We then went to the Supermarket.. to buy some stuff... Something</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108755430942854319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108755430942854319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108755430942854319' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108732003703132795</id><published>2004-06-15T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T10:20:37.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back from scotland! my god! i had the most enjoyable weekend with Pearlyn and Simon! it was really fantastic!Friday:I left work at 5 sharp and headed down to the airport. The 16A bus took a million years to come that i sarted to wonder if i was at the wrong  bus stop or if the bus was not operating that day. The journey from the city center to the airport was just as bad... took me an hour</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108732003703132795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108732003703132795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108732003703132795' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108694402111808489</id><published>2004-06-11T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T01:58:28.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday after work me and sarah went down to the Trinity Grounds for our pottery class...She drove, and we parked all at the steven's green carpark... quite a bit of a walk to the place. but it was cool.. steven's green shopping centre is HUGE! really! anyways we were early so we went for coffee at this chocolate cafe called ' Butler's chocolate cafe' VERY GOOD COFFEE and CHOCOLATE! hmmm... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108694402111808489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108694402111808489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108694402111808489' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108687229257916117</id><published>2004-06-10T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T05:58:12.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HARRY POTTER was good!! hahah its a really nice show.. but i reckon that it was not has nice as the first 2.. i believe they focused toooo much on the special effects that they sorta neglected the story line.. well the first 2 was more twisted! But nonetheless it was a nice show..esp when ur in a group of 8 people.. Catherine,Sharon,Lori,Ann,Solvig,Kara,Kairon and i went.. was loads of fun really</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108687229257916117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108687229257916117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108687229257916117' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108679616954460808</id><published>2004-06-09T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T08:49:29.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so tired.. been working in the lab.. had to make some reagents with HCL.. too much fumes entered my body.. feel like puking... but oh well.. no worry's i'm fine... just tired and all.. now i'm waiting for the rest to finish off their stuff then we'll be heading down to town for harry potter... weee... then dinner.. and then to the pub.. its a ritual here in ireland.. yup... hehe...wonder </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108679616954460808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108679616954460808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108679616954460808' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108670524626329183</id><published>2004-06-08T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T07:34:06.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELLLLOOOOOOO!!!its been a while since i last blog.. that's becoz i had a long weekend.. it was bank holiday on monday(yesterday) so me and sharon did quite alot during the weekend...on sat: we went to the visitor's centre to collect as much information as we possibly can.. then we did some shopping..food.. and we bought some stuff from penny's .. i swear its like a shopping playground for us</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108670524626329183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108670524626329183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108670524626329183' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108636400052029163</id><published>2004-06-04T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T08:49:52.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i BOOKED my air tixs to GLASGLOW! scottland!! weeee.I'm gonna go to scottland.. i'm gonna go to scottland..hahahaahah...yup! i cant wait.. next week! gosh..this is soo Fantastic! i'm gonna go jogging later, after going to the supermarket... i need to go with the wind! Oh next week i'm going with sarah (lab mate) for pottery classes!!! hahahha every thursday... this is great...i hope sharon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108636400052029163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108636400052029163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108636400052029163' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108628285160031198</id><published>2004-06-03T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T10:15:02.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just typed a whole lot of stuff before the server crashed on me..so i have forgotten what i've blogg in the last 5mins..but here's the summary:ANY firlty rich person with loads of gold droping off ur pants... reading this...pls, pay me a visit over here in dublin....it will do wonders for my mental health! if there's none of u out there....then...nevermind...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108628285160031198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108628285160031198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108628285160031198' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108628234569753274</id><published>2004-06-03T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T10:05:45.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I cant wait to travel!!! weeeee.. its getting soooo darn boring over here... the lab-home-lab-home-lab-home mundane thing is getting to me.... i'm slowly degrading.. that's why i need to go out and do things.. i was thinking of taking up an irish language course... i've got another 2 more months.. and sharon at my face 24-7 is not helping me much either... sob... i need a change.. something that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108628234569753274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108628234569753274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108628234569753274' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108618975882006931</id><published>2004-06-02T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T08:22:38.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>could not sleep last night.. i dont know why.. i think i'm having a flu now.. feeling sick.. appearently, the flu bug is spreading around the lab.. so yeah... getting sick.. oh well.. no worries... gonna go to bed really early tonight.. Sharon's gonna go to the temple.. its vesak day today... so i'm gonna go down to the supermarket and get some fruit... need vitamin C and A.. its been a month and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108618975882006931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108618975882006931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108618975882006931' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108601753170496539</id><published>2004-05-31T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T09:09:57.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm back...visiting KILKENNY was an interesting weekend! very INTERESTING weekend..when we got there on friday evening.. a french guy by the name of Nicolase was very keen on showing us around the city, he was VERY NICE...too nice .. he walked us down to our hostle (which was the cosiest place i've seen,it was worth so much more then what we paid for..15€ a night.. there were 6 people sharing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108601753170496539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108601753170496539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108601753170496539' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108574162066777464</id><published>2004-05-28T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T03:53:40.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was thursday... shopping day.. hahah  yup Kara, Sharon and i went shooping yesterday, at Pennys hahah man it was fun.. everythings like so unbelievably cheap...tops were like going for 2€ and 4€ hahaha bikinis going for like 10€ god.. its good buy... Well as we were shopping, we met this lady. She was so mesmerising, she's french and she's like a designer for all the top fashion </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108574162066777464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108574162066777464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108574162066777464' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108557793902545917</id><published>2004-05-26T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T11:15:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've had so many things on my mind that i forgot to blogg what happened over the weekend, so here goes.. well on sunday, sharon and i went to the city center. We were at the bus-stop when a group of guys in a car passed by and sprayed water at us with a supersoaker... 3 times might i add... bloody idiots.. Sharon and i were like sitting ducks... waiting for them to make their rounds.. I almost </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108557793902545917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108557793902545917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108557793902545917' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108540555960852786</id><published>2004-05-24T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T06:32:39.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okie folks! the photos are up! its at at the side of this blog.. under link... right below my tag board.. the place u post messages..yup... have a look.. its for the 2 weeks that has passed... i'll link the next 2 week down there as well.. right i gtg back to work now.. cheers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108540555960852786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108540555960852786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108540555960852786' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108533392989776041</id><published>2004-05-23T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T04:46:49.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>helloo... i'm at a cyber cafe now called talkshop.. its nice here.hahah... well its not too bad, nice place.. i'll be meeting sharon, kara and jason (kara's friend) at the gates of trinity collage at 7 so i've got another 30 mins more.. today i went to the dvblinia, christchurch, city hall and Dublin castle.. its really nice... i think i've found away to load my pictures.. so i'll be uploading </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108533392989776041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108533392989776041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108533392989776041' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108514037475579299</id><published>2004-05-21T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T04:52:54.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the lab now, its about lunch time over here, i'm still waiting for some of my PCR samples to be done. Last night was really fun, Sharon, Kara and i went to the city center after work and we went window shopping... hahaha it was really fun. We went down to henry's street across the liffy river. man i think it's the summer sale right now in ireland, everything's goning realy cheep like cloths </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108514037475579299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108514037475579299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108514037475579299' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108504707543989881</id><published>2004-05-20T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T02:57:55.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M SHARON HELLO!That was sharon.. i think she's bored... hahahaha.. no no, she just said hi.. well, in the lab now, just waiting for my probe washes to be done. i'm doing a southern blot now, so gotta wait. I've been trying hard to get the stupid photos uploaded, but it been crap, so i need help.. is there anyone who knows of some free uploading and sharing of pictures online.. pls let me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108504707543989881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108504707543989881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108504707543989881' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108480154909282630</id><published>2004-05-17T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T06:45:49.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey hey, the weekend just passed and i did loads!!  Me and sharon took the city bus tour around the entire city center of Dublin, and we familarize our selfs with the routes to all the places. The city is pretty small u can actually walk to all the places, there's like loads of streets and allies to give u a shortcut to your destination. So that's cool. Anyways, we went to the Guinness Brewery!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108480154909282630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108480154909282630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108480154909282630' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108453137985549873</id><published>2004-05-14T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T03:42:59.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in the lab now.. BORED! people here take breaks all the time! its carzy! well i guess its our cultural differences. Back home in singapore, we are always doing something and we try to make sure we finish it as soon as possible. moreover, we hardly have breaks, we only have 1 lunch break! Over here its like Breaks galore!!! u have Breakfast at 9 am , come in for work at 9.30am, then u go for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108453137985549873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108453137985549873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108453137985549873' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108446208393959421</id><published>2004-05-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T08:28:03.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reporting from the lab once again, I'm bored.. i need them to give me more work!! been reading alot about Fragile X and ataxia.. practically memorize all the key points.. well this lab is really busy.. everyone's so busy, i need them to assign me work to do... i hope they like give me tonnes! Today, i had to take out all the DNA samples from the cold room for testing and placed them in another </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108446208393959421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108446208393959421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108446208393959421' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108438090509504491</id><published>2004-05-12T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T08:00:33.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just finsihed work, today was really fine.. did the samples and all ... managed to get a preview of my project. was really fun... i like do this! its like a dream come through.well i'll be heading to the library now.. perhaps i might be able to fine a book of interest.. well u guys take care yeah. muacks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108438090509504491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108438090509504491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108438090509504491' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108434880386202527</id><published>2004-05-12T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T01:00:03.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just reached the lab this morning, will be doing some samples today.I really cant wait. Had a dream about andre last night. It was really sweet.hahahah.i do miss u andre, very much. i miss u all very much actually.. ok i think i've said that like a million times already.hahaa.geez. right i think u  guys are all working now,so i'll come back later to blog.. tell u guys what happened in the lab </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108434880386202527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108434880386202527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108434880386202527' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108429134842715760</id><published>2004-05-11T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T09:02:28.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in the lab now, just finshed reading up on my project (fragile X)its a chromosomal deficiency that causes  mental retardation in male and females. A very interesting project. I will have to take DNA samples for patients and run tests on them to see if there are presences of this FRAX symtomps in the DNA.We really just got started. Had to read like 6-7 articles last night.On another note,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108429134842715760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108429134842715760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108429134842715760' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108408996222774695</id><published>2004-05-09T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T02:44:05.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've landed safely in Ireland! its a beautiful place really! Took many pictures hope to get them posted online somehow.... i'm having diffculty typing, as my fingers are frozen so i gtg now.... gonna make breakfast ... Cheers love you guys at home!!!Ps/ dont massage meon friendster, coz its retarded, cant read it..too laggy! well then,weill get back to once i'm in the lab okie ....muacks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108408996222774695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108408996222774695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108408996222774695' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108381159030256384</id><published>2004-05-05T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T19:50:48.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 more days and i'm off to ireland. i'm sure gonna miss everyone here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108381159030256384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108381159030256384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108381159030256384' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108341703948060192</id><published>2004-05-01T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T06:19:33.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was his funeral, i cried my eyes out, kept thinking of how he used to love me and care for me. i was his first grandchild and my uncle said that he couldn't keep his hands off me.he used to pick me up from sch when i was younger, bring me to east coast park ( my grandparents used to stay marine parade)and take many of my photos, he used to love taking photos.  At nana's house, he used </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108341703948060192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108341703948060192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108341703948060192' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108335600307271656</id><published>2004-04-30T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T05:39:36.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he died...at 12.36am.... I miss him very much.Rest in peace nana, watch over us, i love u very much.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108335600307271656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108335600307271656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108335600307271656' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108334001663876218</id><published>2004-04-30T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T08:51:07.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nana's in the hospital's ICU now, his heart stopped for a good 30 mins, before the doctors managed to resuscitate him. My poor nana's suffering. He is a very sick man (had alot of illness since young) but he is a fighter! He has always been fighting all his illness, even till now in his ICU bed. i saw him today, he was all tubed up. machines are supporting him now, he's having spasms now, he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108334001663876218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108334001663876218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108334001663876218' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108325474632269391</id><published>2004-04-29T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T09:09:56.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy belated 68th birthday nana! (yesterday)Took my Maths exam today was late, went into the wrong room, had to change room and papers (re-did my 1st Question) Did not manage to finish the entire paper (did not have enough time to go back and do 1 question) , came out realizing that i made many mistakes ( there goes the A ). Trying to study for my PAT paper tomorrow... sigh....Andre's having </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108325474632269391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108325474632269391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108325474632269391' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108306247656633238</id><published>2004-04-27T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T03:46:23.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got my air ticket!!!! weeeeee..... leaving in about 13 days time..... hahahaha ....i'm getting so excited!My life has just became slightly interesting!!Dublin! Lay the red carpet down for me!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108306247656633238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108306247656633238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108306247656633238' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108299732640045148</id><published>2004-04-26T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T09:40:20.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have u ever been caught in bed with your boyfriend, by your father! and lived to tell the tale?hahahha... think it was pretty funny ... Andre came to my place this morning and unexpectly my dad came home too.... it was a shocker! i swear!!! hahahah but folks, it was all good, nothing happened! dad did not say much just to behave myself... hahahahah tsk tsk tsk..... oh and also, andre wants </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108299732640045148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108299732640045148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108299732640045148' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108289777590941890</id><published>2004-04-25T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T06:00:20.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I do count the clock that tells the time,And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;When I behold the violet past prime,And sable curls, all silvered o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,And summer's green all girded up in sheaves,Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,Then of thy beauty do I question make,That </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108289777590941890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108289777590941890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108289777590941890' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108273441359391339</id><published>2004-04-23T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T08:37:40.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've not experience the fear of losing someone very dear to me and at an age that i actually comprehend the meaning of death.Now i'm going thru it, i hope he doesnt need to suffer, so much! it pains me to see him in this state... in such pain... its not fair that he has to suffer so much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108273441359391339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108273441359391339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108273441359391339' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108254836309724168</id><published>2004-04-21T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T04:56:42.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy:Why lov'st thou that which thou receiv'st not gladly,Or else receiv'st with pleasure thine annoy?If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,By unions married, do offend thine ear,They do but sweetly chide thee, who confoundsIn singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear. Mark how one string, sweet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108254836309724168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108254836309724168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108254836309724168' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108242242131883083</id><published>2004-04-19T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T21:14:50.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today i was brutally annoyed! first was Andre being late. He was suppose to come to my place early in the morning so that we could like snuggle up in bed, but then he was LATE! so i was pissed off waiting, and then when we were like snuggling, my sister that to like call and demand that i bring her vedio tape for her. i was in bed! for crying out loud!!!@!!! Then i had to rush down, took a cab, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108242242131883083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108242242131883083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108242242131883083' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108228327639716020</id><published>2004-04-18T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T03:18:31.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tried modifying my blog today but then i gave up.. I'm totally helpless when it comes to computers...i hereby declare that I NATASHA SNG JOO LI , a future scientist, am a computer retard and if i dont do something about my retardedness i will eventually die a computer retard! okie so all u helpful computer geniuses out there help make the world a better place by installing your knowledge in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108228327639716020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108228327639716020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108228327639716020' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108209827197079019</id><published>2004-04-15T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T23:55:04.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm officially STRESSED OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108209827197079019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108209827197079019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108209827197079019' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108194981127297241</id><published>2004-04-14T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T08:02:25.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My nana (grandfather) is in the hospital!! He's in great pain, i'm sad! i love my nana!!!!! He looks so helpless and fragile, his sunken eyes and revealing cheekbones and pale lips and skin....( i dont want to lose him just yet!! i have not spend enough time with him!!!!!)God pls take care of him and bless him! DOnt let him suffer, he doesnt deserve to suffer!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108194981127297241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108194981127297241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108194981127297241' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108192106110924854</id><published>2004-04-13T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T22:41:30.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The weather is atrocious! Its unbearably HOT and HUMID! i think i'm getting heat sickness!!!! Bummer!Today we had a field trip to the SAVH (spore Accociation for the visually handicapped)WE had to manually pluck out all the weeds in their herbal garden! it was hard work, but fun... i somehow seem to have this herbal smell lingering on my body (gotta bathe) feel sticky and yucky and grumpy and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108192106110924854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108192106110924854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108192106110924854' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108183097735237206</id><published>2004-04-12T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T21:40:05.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, well.... To think that yesterday was such a horrible day, today should probably be a much better (off-setting the wrongs of yesterday)But then guess again... it was worst!Today i woke up, found that the fridge was spoilt! had to fix that problem.... then i went to get ready for sch... And guess what? i got locked in my room! the door knob was jammed! waited for about half an hour, trying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108183097735237206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108183097735237206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108183097735237206' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108178058237597948</id><published>2004-04-12T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T21:49:43.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today ...                I killed a mouse, removed its spleen (an organ)               Looked at metallic green sheen bacteria (pretty)               Studied maths, spend some time with Andre and Shan               Got my 3rd year Project topic on (african violets)    &lt;-- Bummer               Suffered MAJOR mens Cramps!               Vomited in the toilet at home               AND last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108178058237597948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108178058237597948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108178058237597948' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108169311266038786</id><published>2004-04-11T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T07:22:19.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just came home from my bro's first taewondo class...interesting i must say... my bro's an absolute brat!!! thank god he's in this class, its gonna be a plus point in his life! now i'm bored... gonna study and talk to dre! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108169311266038786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108169311266038786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108169311266038786' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108166189128959236</id><published>2004-04-10T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T07:16:23.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up happy today... its kinda nice to have this butterfly sensation in ur tummy ...weeee... okie now the feeling just died.... stupid sis irritating me like mad! pissing off.... gonna keep cool now... till later.... ROAR!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108166189128959236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108166189128959236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108166189128959236' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108156243715329000</id><published>2004-04-09T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T19:04:53.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DID i Tell u Guys thAT CONFESSION is the key To all problems?? Not like you guys dont Already know...But nonetheless it is..... HAPPY HAPPY DAY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108156243715329000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108156243715329000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108156243715329000' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108148976090202576</id><published>2004-04-08T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T22:54:48.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn... today's gonna be a fucking shitty day. I woke up in pieces and spend my entire day pulling myself together.Something's wrong, i feel it. i need to disappear for a while....  need to hide myself from EVERYONE. Need to be alone now.. Everythings making me mad, sad and irritated, found a slight bit of happiness when i was doing my flower- pressings. But then it was done and the happiness </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108148976090202576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108148976090202576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108148976090202576' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108125380421996358</id><published>2004-04-06T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T05:20:24.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I"VE OFFICIALLY QUIT MY PART-TIME JOB AT STARBUCKS</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108125380421996358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108125380421996358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108125380421996358' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108106763890692721</id><published>2004-04-04T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T00:37:35.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>playing alice now...at the 33th stage.. i've just got another 8 more stages to go still i complete the game... now its the dreadful water part of the game.. bloody alice needs air and my fucking mouse/ touchpad is so diffcult to manuvoer (did i spell it right?) GEEEzZZZZ ... i've got this major spelling problem... Anyways oh yeah, my sis and her group of friends are over at my place fliming some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108106763890692721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108106763890692721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108106763890692721' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108097885581654379</id><published>2004-04-02T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T23:57:50.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 days ago... i got mad with mr. curly! i dont like the way he gets angry about minor/minute stuff, really drives me up the wall.. also, i kinda indulge in a few moments of slef-pity, so that made me 'madder!' Felt lonely and sad that he was mad and i was mad.... sometimes it feels like i'm "over-loving" him ( if there's such a thing). Wonder if he really appreciates the things i do or am willing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108097885581654379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108097885581654379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108097885581654379' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108039597307327935</id><published>2004-03-27T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T06:03:46.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm trying to study, but i'm soo tired, not getting much in.... TOday was one hell of a busy busy day... went to differnt banks to get my debit card, then went to sch to meet shan and simon... ( tried to get some nutrient solution but the lab was close) then we headed to town to get our international student ID cards.... boy was the customer service bad! then we went to PS to eat and simon bought</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108039597307327935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108039597307327935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108039597307327935' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108019382849018885</id><published>2004-03-24T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T21:53:52.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bored now... waiting for my next lesson to start!! oooo... going to ireland is becoming more and more exciting.now, we gotta get all our cards and cash and tixs done.. oooo... busy busy busy!! School's getting harder... cannot understand much...(plus point!!) projects are much lesser ! WWWEeeeee! gotta start studying the earlier stuffs...Yesterday went to the gym with pearlyn and andre! had</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108019382849018885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108019382849018885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108019382849018885' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-108003865732602386</id><published>2004-03-23T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T02:47:38.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DID an IQ test.... scored 127.... is that good or bad???? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108003865732602386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/108003865732602386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108003865732602386' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107996628479651620</id><published>2004-03-22T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T06:43:30.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm talking to andre on the phone now... but i'm feeling extremely sad. He didn't call me the whole day, got really worried and now he's somehow pissing me off. i feel troubled, sad. i know its because of him ( maybe i'm not getting enough attention from him). Sometimes i wish i was not with him yet, then like maybe he might still pay me more attention. Guess i'm finally able to put a finger on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107996628479651620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107996628479651620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107996628479651620' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107994483454043636</id><published>2004-03-22T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T00:43:54.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a rather mundan day, carried out the same routine of going to school and all....boring...life's getting boring really.sigh! things are getting draggy.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107994483454043636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107994483454043636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107994483454043636' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107986914906997812</id><published>2004-03-21T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T04:32:04.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What can be equated from these few words?   attention spend  commitment  selflessness  romance  compromising  patience  Ans: The men dont have it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107986914906997812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107986914906997812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107986914906997812' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107985805503906055</id><published>2004-03-21T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T00:55:22.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad news, upon further research... the concept of our invention is possible but there's alot more to it then expected... oh well.. for now we have modified the idea into genetic engineering. i hope this might work. Last night pearlyn,simon and i went to this fine jazz bar (live jazz @ south-bridge road) man it was awsome!!!! wee.. loved it. the jazz artist Senijie (mind the spelling) was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107985805503906055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107985805503906055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107985805503906055' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107961601009010275</id><published>2004-03-18T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T05:23:25.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WELL.... got back all our common test papers back... quite pleased with my results... but could have done better. oh well... Ohhh, hey its confirmed.. i will be going to Ireland, dublin!! Really excited... 3.5 months in a foreign country ...ack! i hope its exactly how i picture it to be!! basically that's been on my mind 24-7... i'm so excited, i think i just said that. Anyways, now its really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107961601009010275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107961601009010275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107961601009010275' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107887698929328680</id><published>2004-03-09T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T16:06:12.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a day that was really bitter-sweet. Andre and i had our first real argument! He made me really mad.. i guess i did make him boil up as well.... its was a crapy reason why we got angry.... its all about deciding where to go and what to do. But it ended alright.. went to watch big fish... i think its an awsome show.. really neat!!  i love that idiot of mine... sooooo cuttteeee!!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107887698929328680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107887698929328680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107887698929328680' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107875069443491644</id><published>2004-03-08T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T05:01:15.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been thinking for quite sometime now about how the world goes by. How people change, how a person can abuse u with words alone. How time has his fun playing "TAG! your it", and u always seem never able to touch him. How the most precious of things that a person seeks for it life always seem to be right under his nose.Ever wonder how we always seem to take things for granted. How we are always so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107875069443491644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107875069443491644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107875069443491644' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107475283022082901</id><published>2004-01-21T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T22:29:10.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're my man, my mighty king,And I'm the jewel in your crown,You're the sun so hot and bright,I'm your light-rays shining down,You're the sky so vast and blue,And I'm the white clouds in your chest,I'm a river clean and pure,Who in your ocean finds her rest,You're the mountain huge and high,I'm the valley green and wide,You're the body firm and strong,And I'm a rib bone on your side</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107475283022082901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107475283022082901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107475283022082901' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107461230000982628</id><published>2004-01-20T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T07:26:57.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just did all the dishes in the sink... feeling kinda homely these few days.... been helping with the chores more than usual... parents gg thru a rough time.. guess its all the stress and aging. Sometimes it feels really scary to actually grow up and just settle down. i guess its scary to think that growing sick and tired of ur life partner is actually a possiblity. Really then wat's the point, if</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107461230000982628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107461230000982628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107461230000982628' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107344000988345501</id><published>2004-01-06T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T17:48:29.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in my first math class... and i hate it!!!!!!!! Aarghhh... my teacher is such a pain in the butt!!!!! soooo irritating.  Oh my, my math days are going to be a torment!what a bummer! my math notes is one thick ass book.. not including the 2 other textbooks i have to bring... shit! its a total bummer!!! ok, i'm done complaining! well on a happier note! i've got my Phone back!!! weeee...its in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107344000988345501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107344000988345501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107344000988345501' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107254477182028214</id><published>2003-12-27T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T09:07:38.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TAURUS WOMEN ...A slim moderately tall woman. Taurus women are funny and jolly people. Square facial bone structure, high cheek bone. Her big round eyes sparkle with wit and curiosity. You will not see many round faced Taurus women, and she will have a strong jaw line.  She is a constantly changing person. If she gets upset, she will not show it and will keep it to herself for a long time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107254477182028214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107254477182028214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107254477182028214' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107254144885841249</id><published>2003-12-27T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T08:12:15.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was one fun day. went to kevin's place last night had had quite a bit of drinks... got a little high ..hahah.. then we satyed on till 11 in the morning today..after that had to go to work at 2 ... my gawd ... i had no sleep lah.... then when i reached home , i brought my bro for an adventure! i on my blades and he on his tricycle... we toured the whole estate.... lol... taught him to cycle </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107254144885841249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107254144885841249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107254144885841249' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107229869419519809</id><published>2003-12-24T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T12:46:16.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heart banging so hard, blood pressure rising, a huge array of emotions felt within my heart. Confusion sets in, pollution of the mind and heart by evil thoughts and words. Pain, absolute pain felt by the weak heart of mine. Anger,something so frightful and yet delightfully calming to the soul. And to let all these out of my body, mind and soul, I begin to  weep. Each drop of tears carrying away </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107229869419519809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107229869419519809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107229869419519809' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107133657133292950</id><published>2003-12-13T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T09:30:39.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh...i just came home from work.. really tiring!!! seriously thinking of quitting! ooooo anyhow.. i bought the new no doubt album!!!! wooo hooooo ... best thing tt has happened to me today!weeeeeeeee!!!  nothing much happened today, very boring... i'm bored! miss sch and all... sigh! hmmmm... oh let me share what i've learned the past week!i've realised that many people do not have any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107133657133292950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107133657133292950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107133657133292950' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-107121225850314311</id><published>2003-12-11T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T22:58:44.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man... its been so long since i last blogged!!! many many many( countless) things have happened!! oh boy.... i think  its been like 2 months since i last blogged!!! well shall i disclose all that has happened?? or shall i just cut to wat's gg on now??hmmmmm.... well i think i'll make it short and sweet... got  my grades, did quite ok i guess. now i'm attached to mr curly (andre) well... he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107121225850314311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/107121225850314311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107121225850314311' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106550975513304765</id><published>2003-10-06T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T02:32:04.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today we talked about lucid dreams. How a person can control their own dreams and how someone can get lost in reality and in dreamland. Not knowing which is which. Perhaps that could be a certain degree of astro-projection. powerful what the mind can do. i've heard about different dimensions that exsist in our universe but i've never really thought they actually existed.i've experienced lucid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106550975513304765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106550975513304765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106550975513304765' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106545338970243479</id><published>2003-10-06T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T08:16:29.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thinking thinking ... examz are nearing the corner... man time to boosted up and get cracking... gonna try and do well... the school was offering a position for an outstanding student to go to japan and study there for a year.. guess what .. i signed up for it.. got chosen to go .. but they cancled it coz of late application... bloody hell.... was looking forward to it.... 1 year man!!! shucks! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106545338970243479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106545338970243479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106545338970243479' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106489013373064837</id><published>2003-09-29T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T19:48:53.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been thinking, as usual... has the world transformed into something cold, strict and meaningless?has everything that we have been taught to dream and believe in merely an illusion or rather, a fantasy? it has seemed like the cold harshness of life has dominated the warm soft gentle thoughts that man is still in control of. The human mind has been conformed, transformed, manipulated, mutated, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106489013373064837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106489013373064837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106489013373064837' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106465240806687854</id><published>2003-09-27T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T01:46:47.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha.. okie the pervious blog was suppose to be an abstract expression of how lonely and messed up a person could feel... i aint gone bonkus lah.. hahahhaa .. funny lah u guys. Yesterday i went clubbing and i had a blast! saw sunny after so long and i really did miss him. he's as gorgous as ever. But poor guy was drunk before 2am so he went home really early. sob sob.. anyways last night was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106465240806687854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106465240806687854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106465240806687854' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106449607233730049</id><published>2003-09-25T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T06:21:12.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGH!! someone pls call the doctor, i've been hit! Straight in the head! The noise oh the bloody noise! its driving me mad!! mad i say! Help! now i think i cant breathe.. shit i'm choking.. gasping for air.. Where the fuck is the bloody doctor? Oh, oh .. owwwwww!!! the pain the agonizing pain, in my head, in my heart, in my limbs.... in my entire body... i cant take it anymore... the poision is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106449607233730049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106449607233730049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106449607233730049' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106431396611109622</id><published>2003-09-23T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T03:46:05.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today has been a weird day, had lunch with my 2 of my com issues mate and they brought stuard along. Ok, funny thing is i never expected to ever talk to any of thoes guys that hang around the atrium and all.. just found it strange that i was actually having lunch with them.... anyways, today i skipped SAB, went to gardens with andre . We chilled out at coffee bean and played bluff. hahahha ...Man</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106431396611109622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106431396611109622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106431396611109622' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106407887980795644</id><published>2003-09-20T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T10:31:57.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just came home from work, did closing. Boy am i shagged or what. Today i felt utterly lonely. It is as if i was not complete, a part of me is missing. Humans are able to tolerate all sorts of emotions, but to me the crulest emotion a person could ever feel is being lonely. Utterly lonely. It simply eats you up. I reckon the reason for this is because i need love, passion, affection, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106407887980795644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106407887980795644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106407887980795644' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106379231956938764</id><published>2003-09-17T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T09:26:08.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waiting in the school library for hockey training to start. Been feeling rather strange today, hmmm... i think absent- minded is the right word to use. Feels really strange. like part of your soul is outside your own body and is just watching you. simply watching in slicence. makes u wonder if such a thing as a soul really does exsist. Yesterday at Com Iss class, a classmate of mine said this:"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106379231956938764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106379231956938764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106379231956938764' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240975.post-106371477744125809</id><published>2003-09-16T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T05:28:21.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had to give a 5 mins speech for my IS ( com iss ). Really had no idea what i was going to talk about until i reached the front of the class. Man, that was really bad. Talked about the first think that appeared in my mind. That was LOVE. My topic was: love = sex , true or false. talked about the bar-top dancer at cheeky's the other day and about the book i read -eleven minutes, the book basically </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106371477744125809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240975/posts/default/106371477744125809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://havesomenuts.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106371477744125809' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852660715394724614</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></entry></feed>
