<?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-2335080717894310872</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:29:09.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love meiji milk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-4955011214042129146</id><published>2009-10-09T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T05:25:52.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Wish List 2009! (Edited)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;time flies and im 26 already! cant believe that im so old le. i still feel like a teenager. :p yeah! time to create wish list again! :D paiseh, there aint many things that come into my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my wish list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A black iphone cover exactly like Wei Qin's old one. Not that im a copycat k... i saw it somewhere n like it before i saw hers. Anyway, Wei Qin, great taste! wink* hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SvjK-OMClkI/AAAAAAAAAII/udNUEG4PKUg/s1600-h/rose+body+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402290923340207682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SvjK-OMClkI/AAAAAAAAAII/udNUEG4PKUg/s200/rose+body+cream.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. same one as last yr but this yr they hv reduced the price n it falls within our budget! :D i saw it a couple of weeks ago at $56.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. a cd from Kenny G. i want the ones from long time ago when he's playing his own music. not the ones he play other ppl's songs. there's a song that i like very much, it's very nice n popular, but i dont rmb the name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. a book called, "the rules of life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. a chinese book called, "under umbrella". there is a picture of the book in this link: http://tw.fashion.yahoo.com/blog/58ynzRRJcv.cpwuR65B8fg--/article/?mid=2749&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Shu Uemura depsea water rose mist at $38. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;thank u girls! :D look forward to see u all n meet up soon! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-4955011214042129146?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4955011214042129146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=4955011214042129146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/4955011214042129146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/4955011214042129146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday-wish-list-2009.html' title='My Birthday Wish List 2009! (Edited)'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SvjK-OMClkI/AAAAAAAAAII/udNUEG4PKUg/s72-c/rose+body+cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-7041078026785869872</id><published>2009-02-27T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:33:48.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what does love means to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SagVqQOW_nI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7TrrTasLwvk/s1600-h/love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307515976510013042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SagVqQOW_nI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7TrrTasLwvk/s200/love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;today i was given a small piece of paper to write something abt love. can be anything. for example, what does love means to u. i wrote: love is giving without asking for anything in return. somehow this sentence came to my mind instantly, even though i hv never thought abt what love means to me before.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-7041078026785869872?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7041078026785869872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=7041078026785869872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/7041078026785869872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/7041078026785869872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-does-love-means-to-me.html' title='what does love means to me'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SagVqQOW_nI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7TrrTasLwvk/s72-c/love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-3076038712224757424</id><published>2009-02-14T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:12:05.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SZXNyR7yDhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Kq6ojA8_jYA/s1600-h/solitary.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302370399989927442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SZXNyR7yDhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Kq6ojA8_jYA/s200/solitary.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hv realised something today... that is i just want to be left alone. i will get to know more ppl n make more friends this yr due to the changes in my life. but my heart will be closed up. i just dont think that im ready for serious relationship now&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;starting to get used to being alone again... i just want to enjoy this freedom n peacefulness for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-3076038712224757424?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3076038712224757424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=3076038712224757424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3076038712224757424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3076038712224757424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SZXNyR7yDhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Kq6ojA8_jYA/s72-c/solitary.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-7321657968022292334</id><published>2008-12-02T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T06:30:00.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spring cleaning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/STRjyusgIRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZQkqj97cZs0/s1600-h/sky+crawlers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274950786736988434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/STRjyusgIRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZQkqj97cZs0/s400/sky+crawlers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i have just spent about 16~17 hours to rearrange my bedroom and tidy it up. it's worth the effort. i feel satisfied. it has been a super long time since i last rearrange and tidy up my entire bedroom. i used to do that once in a while when i was in primary and secondary school. but i have never do it since secondary three. i think it has been for about eight years already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330099;"&gt;recently i watched cape no. 7 and the sky crawlers. both are nice. i especially like the message in the sky crawlers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;But today is different from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is different from today&lt;br /&gt;You can change the side of the road that you walk down every day.&lt;br /&gt;Even if the road is the same, you can still see new things.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/STRjyusgIRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZQkqj97cZs0/s72-c/sky+crawlers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-6769197311553947907</id><published>2008-10-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:30:00.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to someone: pls leave me alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-6769197311553947907?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6769197311553947907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=6769197311553947907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/6769197311553947907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/6769197311553947907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-someone-pls-leave-me-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-8792635576359872227</id><published>2008-09-25T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:45:28.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first birthday gift this year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;this morning i received my birthday gift from my brother. i hv asked him for a pool cue, a jump break cue n a cue case for my birthday. n he said that he will go n buy for me, furnish the cues then send it over. he sent the package via air mail. i can see that he had spent time choosing a nice playing n a jump break cue n the cue case for me. he also left me a note on the package, describing the things he put inside the cue case for me n asked me not to neglect my studies. i really miss my brother. i love him alot n i know he loves me alot too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-8792635576359872227?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8792635576359872227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=8792635576359872227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8792635576359872227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8792635576359872227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-birthday-gift-this-year.html' title='my first birthday gift this year...'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-1168915575171265681</id><published>2008-09-20T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:27:23.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish list only for the girls to see 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNVp0AjFj7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NSv7sG3Rn9s/s1600-h/rose+velvet+hand+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248217282991460274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNVp0AjFj7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NSv7sG3Rn9s/s320/rose+velvet+hand+cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt; so far i can only think of this. coz i move house a lot so there aint many things that i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNVppiKWGpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gskNOB5xOzc/s1600-h/rose+body+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248217103035931282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNVppiKWGpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gskNOB5xOzc/s320/rose+body+cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt; actually i like this better, but i think it is out of the budget... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-1168915575171265681?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1168915575171265681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=1168915575171265681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/1168915575171265681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/1168915575171265681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/wish-list-only-for-girls-to-see-2.html' title='wish list only for the girls to see 2'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNVp0AjFj7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NSv7sG3Rn9s/s72-c/rose+velvet+hand+cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-4178257547158051944</id><published>2008-09-20T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:44:37.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish list only for the girls to see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNU7PfvLfNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cny8l3atDsk/s1600-h/nana+best+cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248166078173641938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNU7PfvLfNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cny8l3atDsk/s320/nana+best+cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the first thing that came into my mind is: NANA's Best CD from the japanese anime, "NANA"!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sorry... i hvnt think of any others yet...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;(on the second thought, i can ask my friend to help me buy from japan. so, nah... i will update my blog again tmr).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-4178257547158051944?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SNU7PfvLfNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cny8l3atDsk/s72-c/nana+best+cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-8598439106895409968</id><published>2008-09-07T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:00:02.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is the day when i break my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i just want to note down today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;coz today is the day i break my heart. my little prince has his heart filled with somebody else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-8598439106895409968?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8598439106895409968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=8598439106895409968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8598439106895409968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8598439106895409968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-day-when-i-break-my-heart.html' title='today is the day when i break my heart'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-8560848344685925745</id><published>2008-04-15T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T09:50:13.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SAOLHB766wI/AAAAAAAAAE0/uW98teuZYsY/s1600-h/candle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189144148556049154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SAOLHB766wI/AAAAAAAAAE0/uW98teuZYsY/s200/candle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;these few days i encountered two events, which make me ponder if i have ever done the same things to others. the way they treated me has made me upset. have i done the same to anyone before? have i ever had the same mentality as these people? even though im upset by these events, im glad that they gave me an opportunity to reflect upon myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-8560848344685925745?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8560848344685925745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=8560848344685925745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8560848344685925745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8560848344685925745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/04/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/SAOLHB766wI/AAAAAAAAAE0/uW98teuZYsY/s72-c/candle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-1499376147158438702</id><published>2008-02-25T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:38:53.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day of work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R8IwioCOfaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d-AE4dtztPw/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170748693595192738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R8IwioCOfaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d-AE4dtztPw/s200/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i think i have passed the darkest stage of my depression. i feel much better now. yesterday i spent the whole day at home, helping my bf's uncle to translate english power point slides and script into chinese. i was asked to do this favour for his uncle on saturday night and it was urgent as he is flying off to china today. the entire translation took much longer than i have expected. altogether i spent more than 10hrs in front of my laptop and didnt have lunch or dinner until 9:30pm last night. it was kind of frustrating and stressful for me towards the later part because my hand was aching and i didnt have much time left but the work seems like never ending. also because it was a favour, i wasn't expecting anything in return. however, his uncle gave me some money and apologised to me when he came to collect the work. this is the first time in my life that i work for someone and get paid. i was worn out but glad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-1499376147158438702?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1499376147158438702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=1499376147158438702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/1499376147158438702'/><link 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style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6666cc;"&gt;i have a thought yesterday: i wish i can shut off my life the way i shut off tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-8184503699805260258?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8184503699805260258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=8184503699805260258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8184503699805260258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8184503699805260258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-thought-yesterday-i-wish-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-376719574281365508</id><published>2008-02-16T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:31:36.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R7XMToCOfZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/O4EfOuxxwis/s1600-h/sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167260785013849490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R7XMToCOfZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/O4EfOuxxwis/s200/sadness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i have been feeling down since school start. i know there are many people out there who love me. but they are either too far away or too busy for me to reach. nobody can accompany me everyday. i have to work things out myself anyway. i am getting less patient nowadays. it's not like i have any place to go. i am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the extent of my depression today:&lt;br /&gt;walking seems like a chore. i drag my feet where ever i go.&lt;br /&gt;every time after i part with my friends and board the bus, i will feel sad and feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like there is no where i can go. i am not used to spend time alone anymore. i can only go home and sleep my sadness and loneliness away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i feel maybe soon, i will feel breathing seems like a chore too. then maybe some time after that, i will feel looking at this world seems like a chore as well. maybe one day i will just lie down on my bed, stop breathing and close my eyes. i wont die. i will still be alive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-376719574281365508?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/376719574281365508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=376719574281365508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/376719574281365508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/376719574281365508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/02/depression.html' title='depression...'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R7XMToCOfZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/O4EfOuxxwis/s72-c/sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-2008406880657361355</id><published>2008-01-10T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T10:28:59.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school start...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R4USUCEkpXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8Ep6V2tZN4w/s1600-h/girl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153545483958134130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R4USUCEkpXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8Ep6V2tZN4w/s200/girl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i feel restless again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt; the peacefulness has disappeared from my life. i want to go somewhere. maybe beach. i want to go somewhere and let my heart settle down. but i know no matter where i go, it will just be the same. coz even if i feel better, it will only last for a while. these few days i can't keep quiet when i am with my friends. actually one of my wishes is to be able to sit down somewhere quietly and peacefully with my best friend/s. but i can't. since long long time ago, my heart has lost its peace. sometimes i heard a little voice inside me crying out: help. i don't know help what. i hope my mind can think clearer soon. school just started. maybe that's why. i panic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-2008406880657361355?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2008406880657361355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=2008406880657361355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/2008406880657361355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/2008406880657361355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-start.html' title='school start...'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R4USUCEkpXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8Ep6V2tZN4w/s72-c/girl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-3620739308550262684</id><published>2007-12-29T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T07:46:55.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two days away from new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R3ZrlCEkpWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2Mivuw9x_Z4/s1600-h/101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149421507900122466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R3ZrlCEkpWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2Mivuw9x_Z4/s200/101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;i just came back from taiwan about one week ago. the one month holiday i spent in taiwan fly pass like a dream. it feels as if i have not been back to taiwan. and suddenly i have to deal with the emotions of home sick and getting used to living alone all over again. i am lucky to have many loved ones by my side in singapore. although they cant exactly replace my family, i am thankful for their love and concern. my holiday in taiwan has been a peaceful one. i sleep, eat, read comics and watch tv most of the time. now i am back in singapore. somehow i feel rather peaceful. far away from the stress and frustrations caused by exam and endless projects. as i was showering just now, a thought came into my mind. that is: i am very happy now. this is the happiest moment in my life. i guessed i am contented right now. there are many ups and downs in my life. too much for me to take. sometimes i wonder will i ever have a good life. coz i feel as if i will never have one. actually i kept all my sorrows and sadness in a little box and hide it in a corner of my heart where nobody will find it. i wonder if one day i can cry everything out. at least for now those emotions cannot hurt me, and i am happy. thank God for that. wish all my loved ones are safe and warm right now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-3620739308550262684?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3620739308550262684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=3620739308550262684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3620739308550262684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3620739308550262684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-days-away-from-new-year.html' title='two days away from new year'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/R3ZrlCEkpWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2Mivuw9x_Z4/s72-c/101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-4941078004224032638</id><published>2007-10-08T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T08:57:40.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RwpRbxJAy3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/PvHerBRJ9go/s1600-h/fallen+leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118993463949446002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RwpRbxJAy3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/PvHerBRJ9go/s200/fallen+leaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my birthday is just around the corner. so fast one year has passed... i feel very empty and lost right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-4941078004224032638?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4941078004224032638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-668675492488234744</id><published>2007-09-27T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:48:55.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RvqpDRJAy2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/a4m8qQVscYc/s1600-h/red+maple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114586200438524770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RvqpDRJAy2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/a4m8qQVscYc/s200/red+maple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;have faith...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-668675492488234744?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RvqpDRJAy2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/a4m8qQVscYc/s72-c/red+maple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-3110503024106131481</id><published>2007-09-14T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T10:47:52.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13th September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rul2jzb2PdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meP5sGMSDjk/s1600-h/pink+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rul2jzb2PdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meP5sGMSDjk/s1600-h/pink+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rul2jzb2PdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meP5sGMSDjk/s1600-h/pink+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rul2jzb2PdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meP5sGMSDjk/s1600-h/pink+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109745609703046610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rul2jzb2PdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meP5sGMSDjk/s200/pink+rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday is my dear's birthday. my heart feels like the picture above when i see him smiles very sweetly at his birthday cake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish him all the best wishes in the world and i am very happy to celebrate his birthday with him and his family. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-3110503024106131481?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3110503024106131481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=3110503024106131481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3110503024106131481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3110503024106131481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/09/13th-september.html' title='13th September'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rul2jzb2PdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meP5sGMSDjk/s72-c/pink+rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-7450150283674390318</id><published>2007-09-10T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:03:59.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one sunday... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/ScKW-Ydt0gI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7oRiQJ0MSDI/s1600-h/hyenas_moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314976508713751042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/ScKW-Ydt0gI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7oRiQJ0MSDI/s200/hyenas_moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i just feel so tired and lonely...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-7450150283674390318?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7450150283674390318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=7450150283674390318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/7450150283674390318'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RtRTOUbHbMI/AAAAAAAAADk/KHgwL45dLwk/s1600-h/fairy+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103795783183330498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RtRTOUbHbMI/AAAAAAAAADk/KHgwL45dLwk/s200/fairy+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt; tmr is the last project deadline for this month. i hope i can feel happy and free after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-6996776219715768753?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6996776219715768753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-6578792343142712751</id><published>2007-08-28T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T10:53:14.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dance concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RtMFmkbHbKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/A-On_vyl-OI/s1600-h/hour+glass.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103428962911480994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RtMFmkbHbKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/A-On_vyl-OI/s200/hour+glass.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday i went to watch a hip hop dance concert at ntu with two of my dearest friends. i never expect anything much from the dance concert since i dont dance and i dont know anyone who is performing. nevertheless, i had been looking forward to meet my friends because they bring great joy to my life and im always happy to spend time with them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the end, im very touched and inspired by the dance concert. this concert was performed in the memory of their dance club ex-president. i heard somewhere, something goes like this: the value of a person is not measure by his wealth. instead, it is measure by the number of people attending his funeral. although i dont know the boy who passed away, i can tell from the dance concert that he must have been one of the nicest person ever existed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;during the dance concert, for the first time in my life, i felt that i have not been doing myself justice in all these years. it was as if im looking at myself and my life from a third party's perspective. it suddenly occurred to me that, "hey! i dont deserve to be treated this way! why should i live my life so miserably?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the lesson i have learnt during the dance concert is to live life to the fullest. i must always remember that. for life is short. and yes, the ntu hip hop dance concert was fantastic!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-6578792343142712751?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RtMFmkbHbKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/A-On_vyl-OI/s72-c/hour+glass.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-9080688397442715666</id><published>2007-08-24T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:17:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night and stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rs3Fc0bHbII/AAAAAAAAADA/fhY228YADY4/s1600-h/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101951051780025474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rs3Fc0bHbII/AAAAAAAAADA/fhY228YADY4/s200/star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt; are they people carrying lanterns or are they stars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;i see they are people carrying lanterns. but i would like to see from the other point of view that they are stars. i think it will be interesting if i can manage to see that as well. haiz... there are so many ways to interpret things. sometimes when i am happy and brimming with love(can be all types of love), i feel like being the nicest person in the world and tend to see everything through rose colour glasses. as a result, i may say or do things which are overly nice. it is a nuisance because sometimes i am over the limit. then i will start to feel bad about myself. hm... basically, i think i said something stupid just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;just a random thought: wish i can do something to make myself feel happy tmr!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-9080688397442715666?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/9080688397442715666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=9080688397442715666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/9080688397442715666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/9080688397442715666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/night-and-stars.html' title='Night and stars'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/Rs3Fc0bHbII/AAAAAAAAADA/fhY228YADY4/s72-c/star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-8456512425284803250</id><published>2007-08-22T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T10:41:27.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want chocolate!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RssbVEbHbGI/AAAAAAAAACw/6ewwZ2h1WWI/s1600-h/chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101201051705896034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RssbVEbHbGI/AAAAAAAAACw/6ewwZ2h1WWI/s200/chocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663300;"&gt; haha, just remember, i received chocolate as my birthday gift once. i craved for chocolate last night while i was doing my project and i set a reminder in my handphone to buy chocolate today. but i still forget about it. no wonder when i was buying tissue at cold storage this afternoon, i had a feeling that i have forgotten something. the chocolate in the picture is the type that i have been craving for... it is so chocolate chocolate!! :D... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663300;"&gt;by the way, while i was queueing up at the cashier for my tissue, an empty handed &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;caucasian&lt;/span&gt; guy behind me took out a S$1000 note and told me that he has problem changing it into small notes. i smiled and told him that maybe he can try at the money changer. then he looked surprised and smiled and said, "you know, that's really a very bright idea, you know!" then he went off. but he stopped again to ask a cold storage auntie. and the auntie took his S$1000 note and went to change it for him. i am happy that i was able to help a bit. i find joy in helping people. maybe i can be a personal assistant in the future. hm... it has been a long time since anyone says i am bright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-8456512425284803250?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RssbVEbHbGI/AAAAAAAAACw/6ewwZ2h1WWI/s72-c/chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-3068849206282422896</id><published>2007-08-21T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T10:54:29.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsnSX0bHbFI/AAAAAAAAACo/gZW6cxLHCPg/s1600-h/fireflies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100839359624997970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsnSX0bHbFI/AAAAAAAAACo/gZW6cxLHCPg/s200/fireflies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is one of my favourite cartoons. i almost used up half of a box of tissues in my neighbour's house when i watched it in primary one or two. this little girl reminds me of myself and yet her life is a tragedy. sometimes i dislike myself for what i have said or done and other times i simply feel sad and lonely. often, i wonder if i can ever go back to the way i used to be and i feel sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-3068849206282422896?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3068849206282422896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=3068849206282422896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3068849206282422896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/3068849206282422896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/girl.html' title='girl...'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsnSX0bHbFI/AAAAAAAAACo/gZW6cxLHCPg/s72-c/fireflies.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-7827141709416975355</id><published>2007-08-18T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T11:11:08.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>national day firework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsXj_UbHbEI/AAAAAAAAACg/rvtnCpxSmdk/s1600-h/firework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099732830020660290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsXj_UbHbEI/AAAAAAAAACg/rvtnCpxSmdk/s200/firework.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is great! it looks as if the sky has exploded in a very beautiful way. but it wont be great without two of my dear friends to share it with me! i was very touched. firework always reminds me of life and brings hope back to me. maybe this is the reason why i live/exist; because every morning when the sun goes up, everyone has a chance of bumming into something wonderful!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-7827141709416975355?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7827141709416975355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=7827141709416975355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/7827141709416975355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/7827141709416975355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day-firework.html' title='national day firework!'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsXj_UbHbEI/AAAAAAAAACg/rvtnCpxSmdk/s72-c/firework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-885233839848776074</id><published>2007-08-16T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:22:05.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have found a little prince... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsNDFUVGKFI/AAAAAAAAACE/TZr7aahhzjI/s1600-h/little+prince.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098992961749133394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsNDFUVGKFI/AAAAAAAAACE/TZr7aahhzjI/s200/little+prince.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;would anyone of you like to have the little prince as your boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-885233839848776074?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/885233839848776074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsNDFUVGKFI/AAAAAAAAACE/TZr7aahhzjI/s72-c/little+prince.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-8687003157288104515</id><published>2007-08-15T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T09:14:55.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsHT9kVGJ-I/AAAAAAAAABM/3ACyCkfAQUQ/s1600-h/monster+inc+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098589307837753314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsHT9kVGJ-I/AAAAAAAAABM/3ACyCkfAQUQ/s200/monster+inc+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;i had a nightmare last night. i dreamt that i was being chased by a monster. and then i skip my lecture this morning. it's just too much for me to take. i need an escape. when i wake up, one of my eyes is red. but i think nobody cares anyway. it's just the beginning of another lonely day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i am glad to meet one of my best friends in the afternoon. i feel secured and calm when she is with me. for very long, my life has been like trapped inside a whirlwind where i have no control. but she has brought a moment of serenity to it. thank you, my dearest friend. i miss you! and i will surely miss you a lot when you go to the states.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-8687003157288104515?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8687003157288104515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=8687003157288104515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8687003157288104515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8687003157288104515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/cant-sleep-well.html' title='can&apos;t sleep well...'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsHT9kVGJ-I/AAAAAAAAABM/3ACyCkfAQUQ/s72-c/monster+inc+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-4882778634519011576</id><published>2007-08-14T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T10:45:55.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am stressed!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCYqEVGJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_SQ3iONLnxE/s1600-h/snoopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098242626667554674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCYqEVGJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_SQ3iONLnxE/s200/snoopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;this semester has so many projects and many of their deadlines are so close! i feel that i wont be happy anymore until all these are over. i feel as if i cant breathe normally. it is as if i am under water and the water pressure is squeezing my body and my lungs from every angle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-4882778634519011576?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4882778634519011576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=4882778634519011576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/4882778634519011576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/4882778634519011576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-stressed.html' title='I am stressed!!'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCYqEVGJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_SQ3iONLnxE/s72-c/snoopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-7516827399513581756</id><published>2007-08-11T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:10:47.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad start to my saturday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCaUkVGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/1vY4l_N46aU/s1600-h/miffy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098244456323622802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCaUkVGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/1vY4l_N46aU/s200/miffy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;i was feeling a bit sad and a bit angry at the same time just now. i am ok now... just showered and thus feel more calm about the whole incident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;to cut the story short(sorry, still end up quite long):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;1. my friend and i went to holland village to eat breakfast just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;2. we were eating at CJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;3. i suddenly discovered a visible pink lipstick mark on the glass before i drink the chinese tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;4. i asked for a replacement. an auntie came. took the glass away and gave me a new one. (no one apologises for that dirty glass).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;5. this time i am more careful, i look at the glass before i drink it. there turn out to be(er... i hate to say this...) a lot of whitish residues inside the glass, sticking to just about 1/4 below the rim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;6. this is totally disgusting!!! and i hate to do it. but i asked to change my chinese tea to coffee. as i had ordered their breakfast set and it comes with either chinese tea or coffee. (anyway, none of the staffs apologise to me for the two very dirty glasses at all...) i felt as if i was a difficult customer trying to create troubles for the aunties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;7. i apologised softly to the auntie for the trouble i had caused her as she gave me a cup of coffee. it is not really my choice you know; i already had vanila latte yesterday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333399;"&gt;8. i thought my friend wanted ginger so i waved for an auntie to serve us. it was my mistake. my friend was just looking dazed because of sleepiness. i apologised to that auntie when she appeared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;9. i asked for the bill. the same auntie went to print it for me. (it is my mistake... i told her that we did not used the wet tissue when she was about to pass the bill to me.) she went around to reprint a new bill. i think she look a bit angry. i felt sorry. if i had known that it takes so much trouble for her, then i wouldn't mind paying like $1 for the wet tissues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;10. i took out 5 pieces of $2 and 2 pieces of $10. because i was a bit sleepy and my mind kind of like cannot think. so when she passed me the bill, which is $25.42. i gave her all the notes. and she walk away and said:"$26!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;11. i was stunned... er... i remember i gave her $30 leh!! anyway, i was too tired and sleepy to chase after her and clarify. i chose to trust her. surely she knows she is taking away $30 right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;12. she returned with $2.58 change fo me. but on the receipt it types that i had given her $26!! well, either i had given her $26 or $30, the change is not right!!! i was er... speechless. i passed the change and reciept for my friend to check. because this whole thing is too absurd to me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;13. that auntie looked annoyed and irritated, she gave me the "what's your problem this time again?!" look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;14. my friend also said that the change is wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;15. that auntie gave the receipt and bill a glance and said that it is $28 and not $26 in a very matter of fact way, as if my friend and i are stupids who can't read the numbers on the receipt!! er... what's wrong with her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;16. i took a careful look at the receipt. it printed $26 wah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;17. i don't have the guts to argue with her. and i wouldn't want her or any other people working there to get a scolding just because i might have paid $2 extra.(which i also not very sure, given the blur image i had these days) well, according to my friend afterwards, it was either 5 or 4 pieces of $2, cannot be just 3 pieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;18. i left with my friend. and i felt depressed. i hated myself for being so blur and had the blur look sometimes so some people may think i am an easy target.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-7516827399513581756?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7516827399513581756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=7516827399513581756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/7516827399513581756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/7516827399513581756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-start-to-my-saturday.html' title='a bad start to my saturday...'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCaUkVGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/1vY4l_N46aU/s72-c/miffy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-1369441833238520439</id><published>2007-08-10T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T10:56:58.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hopefully this will put a stop to my nightmares...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCbS0VGJ7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/BZuyqGggiMU/s1600-h/forever+friend.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098245525770479538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCbS0VGJ7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/BZuyqGggiMU/s200/forever+friend.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;clarawwwww:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. hm... i forget already... think is because we needed a group of five members for our first project. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. pink, hip hop n cookie monster!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. saved my life a few times, haha... cant live without you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. hahaha, i freak you out by almost passing out at taka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. cookie monster!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. hm... i want to see you dance once, can can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. your big one eye photo! very hard to forget one leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;dramaqueen(as per requested):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;1. hm... a bit better memory this time... well... i remember you were sitting beside wei qin in computer lab. thought you were a reserved traditional chinese girl... but turn out... YOU CAN NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;2. white... NYDC... Fish &amp; Co... n so many other nice food :D... last but not least... "BAO" that's what you are famous for anyway! :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;3. you are a very friendly person, the more i hangout with you, the more adorable you seem. but you have declared proudly that you are an anti-social. so contradicting!! well, it makes you all the more interesting and exciting to hangout with!!! :) oh ya, i like you pink rosey cheeks too! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;4. haha, i can never forget the cockadoodledoo in you house!! hm... ya... and nice recliner chair too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;5. Carol... and the latest, "McDull!" ^oo^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;6. haha, why your cheeks always turn rosey pink and you always appear "SO HOT"?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;7. oh no... i don't know... really... oops!! don't kill me, pls!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;tyre(hehe... you are not here, too bad...):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. i remember you walked down the stair of the LT the way you always walk one kind... hm... and you were introduced to me by hm... either wei qin or claraw or yl??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. black, red and white. MUSE. motorola. actually think you are kind of "cool!" like got style one leh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. you are very sweet and empathetic. you are a very good listener too! and i can always count on you to help me scold, you know who, together and share my relationship problems with you... hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. oh... you cried a few times... nevertheless, you are very adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. GOC. *chuckles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. hm... last time i have always been wondering why such a nice girl like you don't have a boyfriend. now, the question has changed to; have you kiss GOC yet? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. oh well, it's the muse tattoo you have made. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;noelle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;1. i remember you were sitting with dramaqueen in the computer lab at the last row. it's our first day so i tried to be friendly and make friends with you and dramaqueen. haha, maybe it's fated. :p ya, i remember you said that i was kia su by buying all the textbooks on our first day! haha, and i had been struggling in trying to bring all the textbooks with me wherever i go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;2. black and purple. yay! purple rain!! musical notes and long necklace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;3. you reminds me of a mother figure, even though you are younger than me, haha. and you are very responsible and understanding! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;4. woo~hoo~ you have lost your handphone in the girl's toilet... so misfortunate... and the same thing happened to me about half a year later too!! what's with toilets and handphones? can't they go well together? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;5. little miss giggles!! hehe... you look so cute in that t-shirt! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;6. why you like black so much ah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;7. sorry, didnt recall seeing you online leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-1369441833238520439?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1369441833238520439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=1369441833238520439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/1369441833238520439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/1369441833238520439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/hopefully-this-will-put-stop-to-my.html' title='hopefully this will put a stop to my nightmares...'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RsCbS0VGJ7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/BZuyqGggiMU/s72-c/forever+friend.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335080717894310872.post-8542100617764167420</id><published>2007-08-07T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:03:26.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah! my first post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RrlOAUVGJ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AwuczdHyR4s/s1600-h/pooh%26frens2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096190220710586210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RrlOAUVGJ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AwuczdHyR4s/s200/pooh%26frens2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Comment and I shall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;1. Tell you why I friended you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;3. Tell you something I like about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;4. Tell you a memory I have of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;5. Associate you with a character/pairing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;7. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;8. In return, you must post this in your LJ (or blogspot or whatever blogs you have!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2335080717894310872-8542100617764167420?l=little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8542100617764167420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2335080717894310872&amp;postID=8542100617764167420' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8542100617764167420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2335080717894310872/posts/default/8542100617764167420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-miss-pumpkin.blogspot.com/2007/08/yeah-my-first-post.html' title='yeah! my first post!'/><author><name>little miss pumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994868596975266783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltWTGr-PvHI/RrlOAUVGJ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AwuczdHyR4s/s72-c/pooh%26frens2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
