<?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-1820647013983141274</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:16:46.833-07:00</updated><category term='rants'/><category term='gadget'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Diaries of Pumpkin Pie Gwen</title><subtitle type='html'>a daily e-diary of a shopaholic</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-2276467767822278807</id><published>2010-07-21T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:16:37.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help Save Vui Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEeVh5xDW5I/AAAAAAAAADE/kkTNDl5Z04k/s1600/bnw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEeVh5xDW5I/AAAAAAAAADE/kkTNDl5Z04k/s320/bnw2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496526279903763346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is very sudden update, but please help sign a petition and help save Vui Kong from his death sentenced in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is Vui Kong, the 22 year old Malaysian whom ventured out of Sabah to Kuala Lumpur in search of better incomes and incentives in hopes of improving his families life, who is still living in Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, Vui Kong lived with his mother and two other brothers in their grandfather's estate in Sabah. They worked right till dawn. If they were to return late from their 'designated time', they will be punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vui Kong's mother works as a Dish Washer, with only RM200 as pay every month. Despite being a hard-worker, Vui Kong's mother was frequently abused by his grandfather and also her peers at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12, Vui Kong fled the estate by lying to his mother, that he found a 'godfather' and that he plans to go live with him. In truth, Vui Kong was merely trying to find a way to bring his beloved mother away from the estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'godfather' he claimed to be is actually operates an illegal casino, dealing with gambling machines. He was 'asked to leave', before he was eventually at the streets again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started taking up odd jobs, some would only pay him RM3 a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, Vui Kong inability to watch his mother suffer anymore, decided to move to Kuala Lumpur, with the hopes of getting a better job. He worked and saved his hard earned money for months before he eventually had enough for a plane ticket, in which the destination that he will embark, will change his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His arrival at Kuala Lumpur, didn't well as he thought. He started taking up odd jobs again before he eventually got into selling illegal VCDs. One event led to another, he was then introduced to the underbelly of KL. He was showered with 'beautiful' things and objects, but of course, all beautiful things come with a price. He was required to collect debts and send 'gifts' to the 'big brother's' customers. Little did he know how much risk, he was taking before he was eventually caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vui Kong traveled back and forth from Johore to Singapore collecting 'debts' and sending 'gifts'. These 'gifts' are actually heroin drugs. Luck was on his side before he was eventually arrested and sentenced to death for drug trafficking in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be continued...in Please Help Save Vui Kong Part II, please stay tuned. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Gwen&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-2276467767822278807?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/2276467767822278807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=2276467767822278807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/2276467767822278807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/2276467767822278807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-help-save-vui-kong.html' title='Please Help Save Vui Kong'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEeVh5xDW5I/AAAAAAAAADE/kkTNDl5Z04k/s72-c/bnw2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-7573323308790793961</id><published>2009-12-15T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:03:20.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemporary Era vs Family Life</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i left the blog not updated for a while, and i apologize for that. I just got my final results out not long ago, i would say i did okay. I got 71% as an average, good enough to apply for Monash University. Speaking of that, i did that today, i applied for Bachelors in Arts merely because of the subject flexibility and the subjects (major and minor) provided in comparison of the Bachelors in Communications where the pathway is already been set and done. Hopefully i will be able to successfully be accepted in to Monash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as the title of my blog post today has spoken i would like to discuss or rather rant about the evolving contemporary era vs. the family life nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i progressed through my Geography and Social Science class, i began to see the wider picture of how the education inflation, the media influences, mentality and attitude of the people today are actually going backwards to the agricultural era, where children are viewed as an economical asset rather than a psychological aspect of life. But of course, education wasn't as important back then if compared to now, but the viewpoint of children being a economical asset still remains and lingers in the society, not just Malaysia but many other countries also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the late 19th centuries where education was put as a compulsory implementation and a right for children, parents of the people than started to discover the importance of physiological involvement in their child's daily life, would greatly affect the child's development and well-being in the future. However, child labor is still practiced in more rural or less educated areas in the world. Based by the story of my grandmother's life and my mother's back in the 1950s (the baby boomer period), the poorer people would still need to give up education to work to support their large extended family members, but of course it would be a totally different perspective if we were to consider that people then lived in large families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People of the 20th century or rather the 'contemporary' era should be more educated in terms of mentality and the way of thinking... that what we all assumed it to be, however the sad truth is that, No. Not everyone is. Like every other people whom views the world in the same depth that i do, would call this the 3rd world mentality. Sad to say, but majority of the Malaysian practices this, whether it be in driving or handling their family problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't dare say that during this period of time, that education isn't important. Yes, it's very important, but there must be a balance between studies and family time. I would say that 80% of the Malaysian teens don't spend family time together anymore. They wouldn't discuss personal problems, or talk about any other things with their parents. I do share things with my parents, but of course it would all fail miserably. My mother especially. I do truly detest her attitude problem. I understand that she is in her menopause stage but still, take the time and listen to people before you start yelling at people, saying that they don't understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me say something for most the teens out there. We do understand, we know that there is work stress and financial stress. We know. However, what we teens really want, is simply to have someone who would sit down, and listen. Someone who would, listen and THINK rationally and consider the words before it comes out from the mouth. Come on, we are all educated people, we need to sit down, and discuss. Not fight, argue or yell. &lt;b&gt;It ain't solving anything. Nothing can be done with that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am disgusted with people who only knows how to judge people without looking at their self. Truly is a shameful thing to do, especially when you speak of somebody's attitude without looking at yours which actually have the same attitude problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, dear readers, look at yourself and ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you hate a person's attitude, personality or any other things, please, please, PLEASE look at yourself and ask, am i like that too? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you truly hate that attitude of that person, and you are hurt or angry by that. Put yourself in their shoe, think and consider about the other person's feeling. Wouldn't they hate it too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would mimic my mum's attitude and give the same treatment to her when she does it. And when i did it, she hated it. Then i would always pop the questions, You hate it right? What about me when you do it to me? Because now, i am your reflection. I do, what you do to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all the parents out there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please think deeply for a few moment. Is your parenting style correct? Are you seeing your child as an long-term investment program? Let me remind you, whether we teens are modernized by globalization or not. We're still humans. We are still your children. We have feelings. We have our own problems too. So please sit down and listen sometime, because &lt;b&gt;you may not be always right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all that i am going to post for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully, things will settle for the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onwards to a better day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-7573323308790793961?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/7573323308790793961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=7573323308790793961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/7573323308790793961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/7573323308790793961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/12/contemporary-era-vs-family-life.html' title='Contemporary Era vs Family Life'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-6043712385634293229</id><published>2009-09-27T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:57:27.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>window shopping + food</title><content type='html'>Heya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD i went out with Jilly today, Shermy was supposed to join but she could not come (i think i know why), but oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our supposingly shopping trip today at BBQ plaza (we love that place!), and we had a economy beef set. Too bad, Shermy wasn't here =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we did some picture taking XD which was pretty fun, if i could smile without my eyes disappearing. BD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably upload some pictures later on. XD If i have the time. Kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, that's all for now &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-6043712385634293229?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/6043712385634293229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=6043712385634293229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/6043712385634293229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/6043712385634293229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/09/window-shopping-food.html' title='window shopping + food'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-1311439183418409105</id><published>2009-09-25T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:49:33.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Re-vamp!</title><content type='html'>Haha, just re-vamped my bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really good with HTMLs but i will keep updating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-1311439183418409105?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/1311439183418409105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=1311439183418409105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/1311439183418409105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/1311439183418409105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/09/pumpkin-re-vamp.html' title='Pumpkin Re-vamp!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-7763500158836259632</id><published>2009-09-25T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:55:00.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&gt;__&gt; i feel so bad leaving this blog idle again for soo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having a real busy month. Lecturers has been raining my class ISUs. 4 Subjects at the same time. MEEEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely not easy to keep up with work, blogging, gaming, and shopping at the same time. I bought two things the other during Zara's final clearance sale in 1 Utama....however, the items are new arrival..( i've been conned D=&lt; ) just kidding... XD   This is a picture of the two piece, LBD and Military Jacket combo,   (and no i am not cosplaying Lelouch nor any Gundam Characters)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/Sr2Yv4vPYGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a94UkJviis4/s1600-h/8232_146849317808_659437808_2515194_5532369_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/Sr2Yv4vPYGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a94UkJviis4/s320/8232_146849317808_659437808_2515194_5532369_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385628677856780386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i haven't been able to sleep well lately either. I usually hit the sack around 12 or 1 AM but now, i either go to bed around 4 or i wouldn't get any sleep, at all. Huu huu....my eyes bags are growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin &lt;a href="http://janerapesyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt;, came over for a few days. XD We had real fun! We even cosplayed! Too bad i had my computer reformatted, or else i would be able to upload it here. It's insane, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Gamer with her, a good show truly...but the are still room for improvement. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need a new keyboard for my desktop....the arrow keys are dead. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for today. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-7763500158836259632?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/7763500158836259632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=7763500158836259632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/7763500158836259632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/7763500158836259632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/09/kyaaaa.html' title='Kyaaaa!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/Sr2Yv4vPYGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a94UkJviis4/s72-c/8232_146849317808_659437808_2515194_5532369_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-8348265994814239672</id><published>2009-08-12T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T02:29:15.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend Blazers + Updates</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i have been a good girl lately haven't i? I have been posting and updating my blog! (Max i need no nagging, no more &gt;=D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hahaha back to the topic, i have just spotted this beau in one of the blogshops just yesterday. This is the Topshop's Boyfriend Blazer, isn't it pretty????? XD I bet the price tag cost me a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKE9HWOoWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/T8_qrRUx4N0/s1600-h/topshop-boyfriend-blazer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKE9HWOoWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/T8_qrRUx4N0/s320/topshop-boyfriend-blazer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368999891258220898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't I a Beau?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I bet you cost a bomb too&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha, also i managed to get people to sign for the petitions! And it feels great. I maybe unable to do this all alone, but with the help of many other people signing for the petition it actually does help. So if you haven't sign for the Arrest Me If Saving Whales in a Crime Petition, please do it. For the sake of those beautiful great friendly giants! What are you waiting for? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GOGOGOGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also realized i am spending aloooot, i do mean ALOT this month and the past month. Buying clothings online especially. =___=;; I don't usually buy clothes but now, i buy alot. I need to start selling my unused clothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now splurging on this black prom skirt. it's exactly like Topshop Prom skirt which i already own, but no harm owning another one of this skirt. They are good for formal events. I usually wear this skirt for formal presentations paired with my blazer. Owh i also have another one coming on it's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKIhmsKxoI/AAAAAAAAACg/2hUwvjU2U_w/s1600-h/f_m1tw6jvm_3e8a398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKIhmsKxoI/AAAAAAAAACg/2hUwvjU2U_w/s320/f_m1tw6jvm_3e8a398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369003816681916034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got myself a pair of black liquid leggings to go with my slouchy clothings and i sincerely hope it will fit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKH6rUzZyI/AAAAAAAAACY/mRqobsjB_k4/s1600-h/f_m1tw5fvm_1c6be09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKH6rUzZyI/AAAAAAAAACY/mRqobsjB_k4/s320/f_m1tw5fvm_1c6be09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369003147911194402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also spotted a dupe of the boyfriend blazer which i have shown in the picture above. I just mailed the blogshop owner. Hopefully i will be able to own this also. Because blazers are classic and they won't go out of fashion. Definitely worth the keep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKJ4tGi_jI/AAAAAAAAACo/VFZ3llh8pXc/s1600-h/IMG_5628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKJ4tGi_jI/AAAAAAAAACo/VFZ3llh8pXc/s320/IMG_5628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369005313051786802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend Michelle and I are trying our luck to secure this dress but in different colors. Mine in black and hers white. (secretly i wish they will no stock available so i could save my money) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKKqKbFm8I/AAAAAAAAACw/KNX96WnXOt0/s1600-h/DSC_8707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKKqKbFm8I/AAAAAAAAACw/KNX96WnXOt0/s320/DSC_8707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369006162736159682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all pictures above are taken from velvet ribbon's blogshop. ;) Do pay a visit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1820647013983141274-8348265994814239672?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/8348265994814239672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=8348265994814239672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/8348265994814239672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/8348265994814239672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/08/boyfriend-blazers-updates.html' title='Boyfriend Blazers + Updates'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SoKE9HWOoWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/T8_qrRUx4N0/s72-c/topshop-boyfriend-blazer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-5536888955618276831</id><published>2009-08-10T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:40:21.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive! + Whaling</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to make a post saying that i am still alive and well. I was too busy with my college work that i barely could find anytime to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally after the long time hiatus from blogging (usual ranting) i found that i have matured a lot after having started my second semester at Sun-U, especially after taking the course - Canadian and World Issue. I, not only found and got a great lecturer - Ms. Nancy (you know we love you! XD), i am also now aware of many big major things that i was ignorant of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few major things going around the world is the Water Wars and also the Whaling Campaign (which i have chosen for my ISU project).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaling have been around since ancient times, many whales are hunted by the aboriginal as their main food source, whereas in Korea and Japan, only the Korean and Japanese's Royalties gets to eat them, but that's still fine because it's only hunting limited numbers of whales, maybe less than 20 a year. But looking at how the whaling industry has evolved, and almost all Norwegian, Koreans, Japanese, Icelandics and others hunt whale at big numbers. The Koreans has started to put a halt in whaling but the Norwegian, Icelandics and the Japanese are still hunting at large. But hunting are not the only one killing these friendly giants. Large cargo ships which resonates at a low frequency (like the whales), often confuses the whale will lead them face to face with a bigger giant, resulting in collision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know? Humpbacks that used to number about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Million&lt;/span&gt;, currently only has estimated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20,000&lt;/span&gt; worldwide, and are now facing extinction. But the MAIN whale that is already near extinction is the Blue Whale, the largest (if not first) mammal in the world.  They have become so little in numbers that some of the females mate with their cousins whale species the fin whale, because it has become incredibly hard to find another blue whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue whale normally travels around during the winter season. They travel to the South from the North and vice versa. Blue whales are so enormous that they feed during winter seasons whereas the other whales don't usually eat. A pregnant Blue whale will normally travel across regions to the ever-changing Costa Rica Dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting fact about the Costa Rica Dome is that it has two kinds of water. The upper layer consist of warm water whereas the lower depth consist of cold water. Making it a perfect spot of blue whales to feed and to give birth to their offspring. Sadly, it's very rare to be able to see a blue whale calf because most of them have become hybrid (fin whale + blue whale).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There still many other things that i have yet to learn about these friendly giants. But please help make a difference by signing up for this &lt;a href="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/campaigns/oceans/whaling/ending-japanese-whaling/arrest-me-japan"&gt;petition&lt;/a&gt; to free the two Greenpeace activist (Junichi Sato and Toru Suzuki) which are currently going on trial because they have discovered that prime cuts of whale meat were being smuggled from the whaling ship Nisshin Maru (the biggest whale meat producer) to crew members for their personal gain, one box alone being valued at US $3,000. You can read the article &lt;a href="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/campaigns/oceans/whaling/ending-japanese-whaling/whaling-on-trial-120508"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;PS. Please remember, the few minutes you take to fill up the petition can save many whales. Please take the initiative to do it, but not as favor but rather something you would do to help save whales and stop whaling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Remember you can make a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i117.piczo.com/view/3/a/l/1/h/g/5/q/6/t/x/t/img/t241628406_97987_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 98px;" src="http://i117.piczo.com/view/3/a/l/1/h/g/5/q/6/t/x/t/img/t241628406_97987_2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aren't I Cute? Sign the Petition to Save Me and Stop Whaling!"&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/1820647013983141274-5536888955618276831?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/5536888955618276831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=5536888955618276831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/5536888955618276831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/5536888955618276831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-alive-whaling.html' title='I&apos;m Alive! + Whaling'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-3537889708068318761</id><published>2009-01-22T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:18:48.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brawling my Eyes out...</title><content type='html'>I just watched Jibeuro also known as The Way Home a Korean Movie on youtube.com (please prepare a tissue box beside you when you watch this), even though the videos were cut short to fit into youtube's limited 11 minutes. I first saw the DVD in Moviemagic 1Utama, but never had the slightest hint what was it about so i ignored the DVD, until i saw a member of MYB forum post in under her Movies that you much watch, i decided to youtube it. I swear to god, this show might seem very boring, infact i am going to be honest. It's is a little boring, but it made me brawl my eyes out and it touched my soul and heart to it's very core. It's a story about a young city boy who was forced to live with his maternal grandmother in the rural village she was living, due to his mum's unsuccessful business. She left him in the care of her mother as she searched for a new job. Despite his lack of respect and impatience towards her, she never gave up trying to please him and never stopped showing him love and kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The was this time where his gameboy ran out of battery and he was throwing tantrums (breaking her pots and throwing her only shoes! I feel like slapping the hell outta him when i saw that. It broke my heart into pieces when she had to climb up the rocky mountain shoe-less and carrying two heavy buckets of water! I was crying like mad.), complaining and whining to his grandmother, even he already knew she doesn't have the money to do so. So he stole her ornament hairstick and attempted to trade it for the batteries, but he failed because it was a rural town and they didn't have the battery size he wanted. After that he went home, sad and angry, but when he saw his old grandmother standing in the stoney pathway awaiting his return. Quietly trailing his grandmother's back to their small little atap house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also anothe incident (also the most tear jerking and the most touching part) whereas he went to the market with his grandmother to sell melons, oh i forgot to mention, his grandmother is a mute but she is not deaf though, ahahah if you were wondering. She was trying hard to persuade passerbys to buy the melons from her, the boy was fighting back his tears, but that didn't stop there, after selling the melons (i think) she used the money to buy him a pair of new sneakers and bought him noodles while she sips on her green tea (i would feel as guilty as hell if this ever happened, i would rather stay in my out shoes and eat raw leaves than to do this). After that they boarded the bus, when suddenly her spoiled grandson asked her to buy him 'chocopie'a chocolate snack. So she went down from the bus and sacrificed the money for the bus ride to buy her grandson the sweets he wanted. Little that he knew, when he arrived in the bus stand he waited for her return. The next bus came but there was no sight of her, so he waited again, not very long later he sees her walking slowly and huffing for breath on the dusty road back to their home, holding the heavy package that she had before going to the market. Fighting back his tears, he quickly went to his grandmother and helped her carry the heavy package home, he also saved the last piece of the snack in her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another small part of the movie after the market incident, whereas he was asked to do a favor for his grandmother, she also passed him his gameboy but only to be rejected by him saying that there no battery. So she wrapped the gameboy with a paper, thinking it was useless he just stuffed it into his pocket.  She placed the new sneakers she bought for him beside him, but only to be kicked away by him. He wore his old shoes and begin his journey to the town nearby. He fell halfway through the journey, scraping his knee is progress. Wiping his tears, he took out the wrapped package, only to reveal his gameboy and money to buy new batteries for it. Touched, he started crying until he arrived back where he saw his worried grandmother standing in the usual pathway, awaiting his return. He started crying loudly when he saw her, not because of his injuries but rather because of his grandmother kindness. His grandmother wiped his tears and inspected his injuries and then passed him a letter stating that his mother is coming to bring him back to Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up the paces, he knew he won't be able to see his grandmother for a while. He quickly taught her how to write and communicate, and the both of them started crying midway through the teaching (i joined them too!). Then after his grandmother went to bed, he started helping her thread the threads through her needles so that she could sew her broken shoes when she needed too. He also drew some stuff on his favorite postcards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the day of the departure finally came, when the three of them including his mother awaits the arrival of the next bus. The spoke about something, but the boy was reluctant to look at his grandmother or even speak to her. When the bus arrived, his mother boarded the bus followed by him, but he quickly came down and passed her a stack of stuff and went up the bus sitting infront of his mother. The old grandmother went to the window next to his seat and tapped the window ( i cried the most this part ), but he continued to ignore her. But when the bus started moving, he quickly ran to the back of the bus and said "I'm Sorry" with a sigh language and waved her goodbye. After that scene you could see the old grandmother opening the package her grandson gave to her, revealing all his favorite postcard addressed to him. They're all written and drawn on with different pictures and wordings (Like I miss you, Grandmother's Sick and so on), and the show ended showing the old grandmother walking back to her atap house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show has won the South Korea Movie awards, and is directed by one of the few female directors in Korea. This show is also dedicated to all the grandmothers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply touched by this show that everytime i think about it, my eyes starts to turn red and watery. I also called my grandmother right after i watched this, she has always wanted me to give her phone calls but i was too occupied with my own things i sometime ignore her. Which i am Guilty of, even though i am not good at saying I Love you directly to her, i changed the subject by asking whether she is watching the televison as her favorite program was about to start. I was somehow able to talk without letting her know i was also crying at the same time. I don't want the same feeling of guilt to take over me again, and even though i am not good at saying the words Love you straightforward-ly i am able to show it out through various ways, which i am quite proud of. I have lost my god-mother and the last thing i remember was asking her to get me something real expensive, i could totally relate to this boy as i was almost the same as he was. But I learnt my lesson when i lost her for good. So i am not going to let this chance slip by me as it did before. I am glad i met my god-grandparents before that passed away. Although i find it hard to let go, i am happy that they don't have to suffer anymore. May God Guide them through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. This show was also a show that shows children abandoning their old parents to survive on their own, so please don't do something so cruel. Think like this before you do something vulgar and regret your whole life ahead of you,  "Do i want my children to treat me the same way?", "Who raised you up when you were little?", "Who showed you love and patience?", "Who gave you support when all hope is lost?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for? Call/Hug your grandmothers and grandfathers (and of course your parents) and tell them how much you love them before the chances slip away, as there is no such thing as turning back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;Gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-3537889708068318761?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3537889708068318761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=3537889708068318761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/3537889708068318761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/3537889708068318761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/01/brawling-my-eyes-out.html' title='Brawling my Eyes out...'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-328011330217773016</id><published>2009-01-20T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:03:47.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missha's New Shiny BB Cream</title><content type='html'>I will admit that i have entered the Missha boutique so many times that the promoter went, Oh it's you again! XD I must really marry the person who build One Utama, ahaha. Anyways I have already made a few visits to Missha's store after hearing from &lt;a href="http://skindeco.blogspot.com"&gt;Connie&lt;/a&gt; that the Missha M B.B Cream is very good. I bought a small tub from her too, but after i went for a skin check, the specialist told me that i needed a sun-block for my face. Being a sun lover myself, i do not mind being tan but having pigmentation growing is a little on a problem. After seeing my mum and my aunts splurging on products to remove them, i told myself "Prevention is better than cure". With that in mind, i went into TBS first to check on the SPF moisterizers and i loved the Vitamin C one the best among the three available, but the hefty price tag turned me down. RM79 for a small 50ml moisterizer, which is not even tinted....definitely not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i marched to Bobbi Brown after that, yet another dissapointment. The wonderful price tag killed me instantly (being a freeloader myself i won't complain much XD), and i checked every other skincare outlet in Jusco but most of them are extremely pricey. I liked the biotherm one though, but it's a little too sparkly for my taste. So i mustered all my bravery, since i always enter missha and the same SA will always be the same one. She's pretty nice though, she recommended the Shiny B.B Cream which is about 85 ringgit, i thought it seemed ok because it's tinted and it has SPF but the word 'shiny' made me think again. She applied some sample on my face and the results was fabulous! It's not too shiny and it covers the redness of my cheeks. Which is good, i also bought the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rose Water Oil Cleansing Water&lt;/span&gt; which is quite good for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30++ price tag&lt;/span&gt;. I have tried Shu Uemura's but i won't compare because the brand says it all. But being a cheapo myself, i would say that this is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Value Buy&lt;/span&gt;, it's worth the money. I will post up the pictures of the Before and After when my digital camera is functioning (my phone camera is kinda blurry, sorry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, i got my Lomo camera! Ahaha i bought Holga instead of Colorsplash though. Holga looks more tempting, but the colorsplash is nice too....XD i will just need to save up money to get the colorsplash and some accesories for the Holga camera and again i will post up pictures, hopefully by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading,&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-328011330217773016?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/328011330217773016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=328011330217773016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/328011330217773016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/328011330217773016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/01/misshas-new-shiny-bb-cream.html' title='Missha&apos;s New Shiny BB Cream'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-4135737265396956741</id><published>2009-01-18T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:51:41.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about bad luck</title><content type='html'>I have never had such a horrible luck any other day than today. I broke my pocket mirror midnight today, and i had to pick up the pieces of shards with a flash light to avoid waking my grandma up. I used my mini vaccum to pick the smaller pieces and after that i went to bed. Then when morning came my phone alarm died, i missed the trip to kepong with my friend and her mum only to find out that my favorite thrift store opened after a long hiatus. Isn't that great? My friends mum won't be going there for a while, Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i continued my daily chores which includes cleaning the toilet since my pet budgie always dirties the floor with his seed husks, and right after i finish cleaning, he flew and knocked his ceramic plate of his cage...Joy...and it just HAD to be filled with husks @___@;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes cleaning my study table. My mum decided to hire a feng shui master to check whether the directionality of my room is correct. To my surprise he asked my mum to buy me a bed since i couldn't sleep well because of the filthy air coming in from the bathroom! &gt;__&gt;;; Dude i wash my toilet everyday what was that supposed to mean? He said not only it was bad for my health it was also the cause of my sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tsk, who the hell would buy that?' I though inside my heart, only to hear a shocking reply that almost made me faint in sight, my mum asked him what kinda bed i should have...Jebus...*grumbles* And so, my mum moved my sister's single bed frame to my room (after a loooong consideration and also some quarrels) i decided to use my sister's one instead of getting some cheapo steel/metal bed frame and is going to creak whenever i swift. Now the condition worsen because i love to turn and i do kung-fu on the bed....now the space is so limited and that i am afraid to fall off the bed. I can't not sleep in peace. =____=;; Wonderful, just wonderful. The feng shui master also said that i should add four shoots of miniature lucky bamboo sticks in my study desk, and she managed to get some in the evening and she placed it inside my favorite vase. She left the vase inside my bathroom sink, so when i wanted to take it out, it slipped off my fingers and down in went. Another Ceramic product has broke. YAY! Streak number 3! Lemme hear some clapping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, i haven't broke another thing for the pass two hours...I am going to bed now, to minus the risk of breaking anything else, let's just hope i don't fall of the bed breaking my own bones in the process * cross fingers and shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT*&lt;br /&gt;Whoops i forgot to add that i am getting a  Colorsplash Lomo Camera this tuesday XD *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Goodnight ladies and gentlemen!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-4135737265396956741?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/4135737265396956741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=4135737265396956741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/4135737265396956741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/4135737265396956741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/01/talk-about-bad-luck.html' title='Talk about bad luck'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-6719379532401001903</id><published>2009-01-17T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:52:18.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping SPREEE Grabs ~ and also minor rants</title><content type='html'>Hello again! I was too lazy to post the pass few days, mroe over i didn't do much except go out to 1u for an mini outing with Jilly. Though it was quite short, i would say it's really fun! Plus, plus!~ I finally got my leather jacket look-a-like from ZARA~! *jumps in joy*&lt;br /&gt;as promised i took the picture specially for you Manda! (Wubb You to death~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIWt2yaGdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jXbDok2D31k/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIWt2yaGdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jXbDok2D31k/s320/DSC00921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292317489170618834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(isn't it a beau? XD I am perasan-ing so let me be!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIYWebIJzI/AAAAAAAAABA/Lqg3AN28eV8/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIYWebIJzI/AAAAAAAAABA/Lqg3AN28eV8/s320/DSC00922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292319286516786994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought this electric blue knitted military inspired jacket from Amour in Damansara Utama. The color is gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a proper brush cleaner for my make-up brushes. &gt;__&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;They're so eeky when i washed them, the clear blue liquid turned glittery orange and brown &lt;__&gt;,  (thank gawd i don't use make-ups everyday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;__&gt; Well i would say my luck ran dry when i met 'some one i didn't want to meet' when i went to 1u, sadly that very person worked beside both my favorite food outlet and accessory store ( talk about bummers ). When i ate there will Jilly i saw one of my ex-schoolmates working there, ahaha and also....that person...I am not trying to rude or anything but...I know 'that person' has a errr.....i won't call it crush anymore but rather...clingy... which is a feeling i don't like having at all. If i were in a relationship with someone, i wouldn't mind if he calls up to check up or something, but i, honestly speaking wouldn't like it if he spams my phone with calls. It makes me feel that either i am giving him this insecure feeling or he is just simply over-processive. Maybe it's just me i don't know but...i really, really hope 'he' understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel guilty though, i mean...since there's so easy way to tell someone that you don't see 'him' more than a friend. I treat him as a good friend, but not any further....I am sorry but...i don't want to have a relationship based on lies, and starting a relationship like this simply hurts both side of the party, which is worst. I'm very aware that 'he' has been after me for quite sometime, but showering me with phone calls just simply turns me off. I have plenty of phone calls coming in one day, more than 10 calls from my mum, at least 5 calls from my granny, 3 calls from my dad, 2 calls from my aunts, averaging 9 calls from my friends, and 3-6 calls a day from him. I mean come on, i have a life too you know, i don't just simply pick up calls and talk and talk all day long. Personally, i see myself as an very outgoing person, and shopping is one of my favorite activities, and after that comes running, reading and D.I.Ying. I find that i am always showered with loooong phone calls from my mum and aunts, and i don't think i need it from 'you'. I am really sorry but, i just see you as a really good friend, and also i would appreciate it if you also see me a girl and respect me by not touching me. I feel extremely uncomfortable when you do so... So if you do happen to read this, please don't get mad that i didn't tell you in person, as i am better expressioning my feelings with words, &amp;amp; i am also sorry that i agreed to be your prom partner but i didn't danced with you at all, i was just trying my best to give you a signal saying that you are just not the one i am interested in *dodges flying daggers* I am sure all of you who knows me well should know who i am talking about, i know that 'he' is dead loyal but, truth indeed hurts the most ;__;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS today, i went for the Motor Vehicle Theorical and Mechanical Talk. To me it was dooms day there, and thank the lord i met my classmate there! Coincidently she went there alone too...and sooo the loooooooooooooooong 6 hours talk started to go by. Luckily, the second half of the class we had a better instructor who could joke well, the first one tells a joke with a straight face. &gt;__&lt; d=")." myself ="D."&gt;__&lt;;; at the same time, i got two eye mask to pamper my really stressed eyes. I haven't had a good sleep since last two weeks and my eye bags are....enormous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then, when i entered Daiso, i quickly rampaged to the cosmetic section to take a look at the goodies awaiting for me to get them X__x;; ( I think i am infected with one of the most deadliest compulsive shopping syndrome ), I grabbed the nearest unoccupied basket and started hunting for goods. I took two blushers, one Hyaluronic Acid Lip Balm recommended by Connie from Skindeco ( there's another one which is the collagen one, i think it will get it on the next trip ), a sleeping eye mask, a sparkling powder and a suction thingy called the beautipon (which sucks up dirts and remaining make-up, though i am not entirely sure how it works and whether it works. But the tag removing dirts and unclog pores got my attention).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the goodies i bought from Daiso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIYWzCjDtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PF0VotLyUro/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIYWzCjDtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PF0VotLyUro/s320/DSC00919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292319292050837202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIYWuKIAvI/AAAAAAAAABI/lB_luO6xxP4/s1600-h/DSC00920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIYWuKIAvI/AAAAAAAAABI/lB_luO6xxP4/s320/DSC00920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292319290740441842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in together here cost 30 ringgit, it seems ok for me because the nightmarket eyeshadows and mascara costed me the same price. (yes i am a cheapo, since i don't work. You simply just can't blame me *dodges rotten eggs*). The sleeping eye mask is kinda cute no? Haha it's also available is pastel blue and pink, but i liked this one better. Also i forgot to mention how lazy i was to take another picture, i added both the eye mask ( lower bottom left) and the secret slimming toe rings (left of the Lip Balm).  The eye mask is not bad for 5 ringgit, though i won't say you'll see the results instantly but it brightened my dark eye bags a tiny bit. For 5 ringgit, it's a must buy! The vendor is only there during the weekends, but she will be off the ext two weeks for CNY. Her store is just next to the manicure lady. When your in front of cineleisure, just turn to your left and look for the manicure booth or the false lashes booth( the store is just opposite of the lash booth.) It's called cattle milk whitening eye mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too lazy to do swatches for the blush now, Connie bought Orange and Beige. I bought brown and orange, since Connie has done the swatch for orange, i will do the brown one and post it up real soon. I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all for today! I have been out the whole day, i am gonna hit the sack a little bit earlier today, the tormenting image of my eyes turning into a panda's eyes is about to come true. &gt;___&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-6719379532401001903?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/6719379532401001903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=6719379532401001903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/6719379532401001903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/6719379532401001903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/01/shopping-spreee-grabs-and-also-minor.html' title='Shopping SPREEE Grabs ~ and also minor rants'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/SXIWt2yaGdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jXbDok2D31k/s72-c/DSC00921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-8075937412138880109</id><published>2009-01-12T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:38:28.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Post &amp; New Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Hey there, i know i haven't been updating my blog... I know, i know i have been a real lazy girl, since SPM is done, i deserve all this lazing and slacking ;) Don't you all think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went for Sungai Wang's Countdown party on 31st December! It's was a blast! Though i won't say i had the best experience there, since random people spray artificial snow foam on your faces and you whole body. Speaking of that this random malay guy just came to me and sprayed right in my face, if i knew who he is now, he would have ended up in the hospital. He could have sprayed right into my eyes if i didn't closed it in time. Freak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there around noon time with my childhood partner in crime - Joyce *glompz her*, and we did some shopping there, but before i even reached the destination where i am supposed to buy stuff i have already spend 50 ringgit in the In2It make-up warehouse sales in KL Sentral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a few stuff there including 2 moisterizers, 2 instant eyeshadow, and 2 liquid eyeliners. All i could say that is the liquid eyeliner is really good @__@ (I have bought another bottle of it), but the only thing that turns me off, is that it takes around 60 seconds to dry. Later on in Times Square i bought a really nice Pashima....i think XD and three mini skirts....I won't say that i like them very much but they looked rather sweet, and it's a steal! Only 10 each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown was really fun at the same time really scary (really large crowd of people and a lot of Lalas and gothics, a tourist even asked the secruity guard whether there's a fashion show going on XD ), seeing that the LRT and the Star Monorails closes 2 AM sharp, i pestered Joyce and her cousin to leave before the fireworks even ended. If i could drive or own a car, i wouldn't mind going back a lil bit later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed over at Grace's house few days later, it was great! I missed her like mad, haven't seen her in about a year, sadly i only stayed for one day as collage will start the next day for her *cries*, but also thanks to this stayover, i learned how to be a lil bit more confident. Grace would tell me off when i do something wrong and vice versa. It's a shocking thing though, i use to be the one telling her to be confident for who you are, now it's the other way around XD. Regardless of reasons, i do really want to be my old self again, and this is the top priorty, and today i do feel alot better! I even gave myself a hair cut! A Androgyny style this time, and i think i look really good at it. What's better is, since i do have a wig in hand, i can go between styles! Cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, another few of my 2009 new years' resolutions are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Getting in collage!&lt;br /&gt;- Be a better person&lt;br /&gt;- Stop being whiney!&lt;br /&gt;- Love myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the top 5 priority for now. More to be added soon... i think...*smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading! Do leave a comment, only if you want to! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-8075937412138880109?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/8075937412138880109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=8075937412138880109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/8075937412138880109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/8075937412138880109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-post-new-resolutions.html' title='New Year, New Post &amp; New Resolutions'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-5464211305901338899</id><published>2008-09-17T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:04:48.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Better Me</title><content type='html'>argh....my days are just getting worst. I was SUPPOSED to go for surgery, [yes supposed to go] but it was postponed due to some techinical problems. and NOW it's cancelled. Because it shrunk. I know i am supposed to be happy that the cyst is no longer a threat, but how many weeks have i been staying home, lazing around? i think if i am not mistaken it's my third week now. =___=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know most people would say skipping the trails is fun! Hell no. It's never fun to skip exams, i use to think vice versa, but now i realize how much have i missed out in my school life. I am practically neglecting my school life which i am supposely enjoying before i reach adulthood. Like most adults say nowadays. School life is the best, nothing to worry about. Only the exams though. *haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much true. I wanna admit that school life is great, minus those dramas and those butterfly moments. I know i shouldn't be ranting over this lil stuff. There are more tragedies and miserable things happening out there in the world. I know i should feel happy that i am feeding off good food, i am have a place to stay and i get to wake up the next morning with no fears of war or soldiers intruding my place. I know i should feel content and blessed that i am free from this, but why do i find it so hard to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great question to ask myself. I do that everyday, my mind will be popping alot of questions asking myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you so mad?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you hate yourself so much?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you wish to die earlier?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why aren't you happy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the most common questions popping around my head all day and night. Probably the reason why i even have insomia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biggest question&lt;/span&gt; was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why aren't you putting effort to love yourself more?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then i will look back at the past, and i will compare the me now and the me before. Why can't i be like before? A no-nonsence, self-confident girl. I didn't care what people think of me, i did things the way i think was right. People's views wasn't a problem for me at all. Now, i am just some useless dumb-ass bitch ranting everyday. Not putting any effort in changing for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where can i go? If i keep going on like this. I doubt i will go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;My god-aunt will always ask me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are you to love other people, when you can't even love yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;"What happened to your self-confidence?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went *POOF* a year ago, when everything went downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully....things will resolve and i will be able to stand up again, like i always did when i was younger. I need a better role model i guess. Hahah, perhaps the me i the past will be the best one for now. To stand up when i fall. Yeah, that's what i want. It's something new for me to achieve, and i will work hard towards this very improvement. For myself and for my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOWARDS A BETTER FUTURE! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Max if your reading this and you don't understand a thing. It's ok ^_^;;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-5464211305901338899?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/5464211305901338899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=5464211305901338899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/5464211305901338899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/5464211305901338899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-me.html' title='A Better Me'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-1345164380468232093</id><published>2008-09-10T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:02:54.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>A Good and a Bad Day</title><content type='html'>My mum finally agreed to buy me a Nintendo DS, took a while for me to finally get her to buy it for me or rather, beg. ^__^;; I paid a sum for it too. I, as usual asked my cousin to bring me to 1 Utama to get it, i even asked Max to pck me up after that XD [coughifeelsospoiled] and THANK YOU MAX for going all the way there even though your so tired. Actually i wanted to buy a book along the way, sadly none of the two stores have them [MPH/Popular]. They are self-help books if you all are wondering... I am trying to learn how to ermm....Love myself more? I seem to be more pessimistic when it comes to myself - appearence, personality, hobbies and so on. I guess it's pretty much a girl thing XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god aunt always advices me to be more confident and so on, but i have completely no idea why am i soooo negative about myself. She also told me that if i am unable to love myself, how am i to love other people? Hmm... Good question. Surprisingly i find it easier to love or rather like someone else if you ever compare. It's a mystery why that even happens. [coughbacktotopiccough]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, likewise i called this day or rather this two day(yesterday = good day) and today = bad day. My external hard disk has made me go bonkers running around the supermarket. I been there 4 days straight. I think all the shopkeepers already recognizes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - Shopkeeper : "Hi, welcome."&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - Shopkeeper : "Hi..."&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - Shopkeeper : "Hi, you came two day ago right? Are you working here?"&lt;br /&gt;              Me                : "Errr....No?"&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - Shopkeeper : "You.....again? You really love this mall!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that kinda explained everything. =___=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was having a hard time picking among two of my favorite colors, the metallic red and the ltd. ed. Red + Black one. I was even bugging my pet sister which one is better [coughmandaiamgonnaplayvampireknightsimulationgamecough] XD. I finally picked one, after let say 3 hours and 46 minutes when Max arrived and i asked him for his opinion. [made me pay 50 ringgit extra for the ltd ed =__=;; there goes my new shoes].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for today....&lt;br /&gt;I went to the same mall again. (i know, i know) to check on my hard drive again. Guess what? 324GB of my stuff is going to be GONE. GONE. Three bloody frigging years of stuff down the drain. *screams* I am GOING MAD! @__@&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i did rather jump of KLCC towers than to loose this stuff. @#$%%^&amp;amp;@$$ TwT&lt;br /&gt;SO... i decided to take it back ad give it another try, it's still working but since the lady in the store backup-ed some of the files for me, so.... some of them are partials. Which is bad....meaning i will have to carry all my gears to the store and back up the stuff....argh talk about being hated by the god and luck itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD IF YOU REALLY DO EXIST, PLEASEEE LET SPARE MY HARD DISK'S LIFE! wait....&lt;br /&gt;and MINE TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Christine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-1345164380468232093?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/1345164380468232093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=1345164380468232093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/1345164380468232093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/1345164380468232093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-and-bad-day.html' title='A Good and a Bad Day'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-591146590976306999</id><published>2008-09-06T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:35:49.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Sigh....another bad day</title><content type='html'>argh....another day went by just like that.... *sigh* didn't manage to do anything useful then just sitting i front of my laptop in my little comfort zone. SPM is drawing nearer and nearer, still i have many things i am not prepared for. I have been through two horrible years, one was this year and the other one was last year. This two years just isn't the best years of my life, i've been better especially when my god-mother and god-grandparents are still living and breathing. They're pretty supportive of me, always there listening and telling the rights things at the right moment. I am not saying my real mom doesn't do so, but she just over does it. I will have to admit that my god-mother spoils me alot, i practically get what i want. Problem is, she (my real mom) just tries too hard. I know that i will have to let things pass by, let the dead be in peace and so on. But this just too sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, i lived with my god-mother since i was a toddler till i reached my adolescent years. Time passed really, really fast. It's been 5 years since her death. I am not entirely sure which part of her got infected by cancer, hmmmm.....perhaps the ovary. Not entirely sure, wasn't what i was truely bothered about. -coffstillyoungcoff- Ahaha, who would want to bother about this kinda stuff when they have something more interesting to bother about. [coughnotmecough]. It just really irritates me when i found out that my mum didn't allow me to visit her. Saying my karma was bad or something, [traditional chinese believes that when one's karma isn't too good, going to the hospital will be a bad trip, such as meeting spirits and stuff] so she didn't allow me to go, for that very one lousy reason. AND for that i didn't get to see her the one last time before her passing. Which is what i regretted, and i doubt this regret will ever be lifted from me. It's hard to do so, seeing that she was the closest person to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contuary, i won't say i am actually a very religious person. I do go temples and stuff, but for all i know it's not entirely my cup of tea. I have a really bad nose, i sneeze almost everytime the incense in near my nose. &gt;__&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;probably one the reasons i dislike going to big temples on big days. i remember that i nearly fainted once because of those smokes. [ hey i have asthma ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i do admit being a lil too weak at times like this, but crying ain't going to bring the dead back alive, so.....i guess i will just have to let it go, but only time can tell when. Gods forbids this, i am sure of it. But i guess i should be happy, that i am still alive and breathing now. Let's hope everyone and i will get a better tomorrow. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-591146590976306999?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/591146590976306999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=591146590976306999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/591146590976306999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/591146590976306999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2008/09/sighanother-bad-day.html' title='Sigh....another bad day'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-8505821248770517199</id><published>2008-09-03T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T02:03:04.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Days</title><content type='html'>[coughamtoolazytoretypesocutandpastefromlivejournalcough]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, HAPPY BRITHDAY TO ME,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;[coughfeelsmuchbettersincemajoritypeople&lt;wbr&gt;haveforgottenaboutitcough]&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.... i have been suffering from gastritis since last week. I admitted to the ER on 1st September around 1 am. my stomach hurt so bad, that i feel like digging it out by myself.&lt;br /&gt;[my stomach doctor was on vacation when i was suffering with drip needles in my arm] D=&lt; *rant*  AND on 2nd of September i finally got to see my doctor! &lt;s&gt;[happyhappyjoyjoy XDD]&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i overheard the nurse saying that they go by the first come first basis yet i arrive as the third on the list and i was the last one to see the doctor. (wanna try guessing what time i came home? I went to the hospital around * morning btw &gt;_&gt;;; how great is that?) I did ultra-sound twice and the doctor found a 45mm growth on meh left ovary JOY. My Gynae doctor attempted to take my blood for a CA125 blood test and instead he made holes in my arms and still he wasn't able to get any....GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for today, i did an MRI which made a HUGE hole in my mum wallet. [coughtheregoesmyplaystation3cough] T-T;; still i will be going for a nice porriage steamboat dinner later haaaa.....for once i feel happy that i am able to eat something solid then watery porriage.....8D [ishthehappiestwomanwhenitcomestosteambo&lt;p&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;at] btw did i mention i needa go for a surgery? BAH forget it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EDIT: will post some of my celebration piccies lata, if i am hardworking enough to capture them that is XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-8505821248770517199?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/8505821248770517199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=8505821248770517199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/8505821248770517199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/8505821248770517199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2008/09/hospital-days.html' title='Hospital Days'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-2107807898576943078</id><published>2007-09-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:27:46.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>such a beautiful world...</title><content type='html'>I feel great nowadays. After i quit being a prefect, i have no more things to worry about anymore. The only thing that i am worried about is finals X_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays at school, in my class i see my friends having a partner going lovey dovey and smiling sweetly at each other kinda reminded me that being in love is so beautiful... Yet the guy i like, well i don't think he knows that i like him or anything like that, even my god brother made it so obvious, he still seem so blur about it. I hope from all of this waiting...i won't waste my effort. The world is such a beautiful place...especially when things are fuzzy and warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being loved is still the best feeling ever. How nice it is, if someone loves you for what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I adore you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-2107807898576943078?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/2107807898576943078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=2107807898576943078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/2107807898576943078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/2107807898576943078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2007/09/such-beautiful-world.html' title='such a beautiful world...'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-3500666921944232171</id><published>2007-09-23T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T06:31:25.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another bad day</title><content type='html'>FINALS ARE COMING! In two weeks time, i am going to sit for my finals. Gosh i haven't even studied much yet....Add math and math is going to be a BIG problem. My math teacher got a problem teaching people because he's new and he just graduated, but the real problem is....he can't pronounce nor speak fluently  TT_TT. BUT the biggest problem is, my exam starts at 8 and then continues on one week later after Raya. -______-;; which means all our papers are separated and how am i to care for my grandma after her operation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of the worst, my parents quarreled again. My grandma always comes over to my house to help with the house chores, since i am always doing my works infront of the computer, so i always neglect the house chores, and today, i will never forget what my dad say. Since i am such a stupid, inconsiderate, brainless, selfish idiot, i will not regret it even when i leave this house. Infact, i can't wait till it happens. Even after giving so many chances, he keep abusing it, that leaves me and my mum no choice, that we will leave for the better. Anyhow, i still pray that me and my mum will have a happy future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, Mum your the best! Keep it up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-3500666921944232171?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3500666921944232171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=3500666921944232171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/3500666921944232171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/3500666921944232171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-another-bad-day.html' title='just another bad day'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-6751341568993524457</id><published>2007-09-18T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:58:44.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Feeling Gloomy...... TT_TT</title><content type='html'>I have got good things and bad things today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is:&lt;br /&gt;Gwyneth came back from New Zealand 4 days ago, i am so glad she came over to stay at my house,  i haven't seen her in 5 miserable years. Sadly she went home today as she needs to go Kuantan early tomorrow morning. On the second day she stayed, which was yesterday i had sore throat... isn't that just great? but at least my mum let me skip school for a day to go out with her, we both went to the curve and we both had a great time there (and i pierced y nose there XD) , actually Grace was supposed to join us but she couldn't make it, but at least her mum brought her over to my house at night, we had some "make-over". Gwyneth pretty much ruined my bedsheets with lipsticks and the ours legs are full of lipstick stain which we cannot remove. So i went to school looking like we just love bites. but sadly she went home today *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the HORRIBLE thing is:&lt;br /&gt;I had a horrible day at school today, felt miserable...all thanks to a certain someone that keeps ruining my life, if only she has put herself in other's shoes, she would know how horrible it feels like being me, and not being appreciated for all you have done. *sigh* Hopefully she will change for the better, and i hope that things will go the right way this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;Christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This are some of the pictures me, gwyneth and grace took yesterday. this is the few photos that will make us remember this unforgettable moment together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img463.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc01226bh0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img463.imageshack.us/img463/7259/dsc01226bh0.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img463.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc01209og1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img463.imageshack.us/img463/1935/dsc01209og1.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820647013983141274-6751341568993524457?l=pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/feeds/6751341568993524457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820647013983141274&amp;postID=6751341568993524457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/6751341568993524457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820647013983141274/posts/default/6751341568993524457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pumpkinpiegwen.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling-gloomy-tttt.html' title='Feeling Gloomy...... TT_TT'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642175695265949161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uc4qkjO0GkI/TEf1CgJm8BI/AAAAAAAAADY/L7F_H4UNPCw/S220/37003_434529232603_522622603_6288101_1355906_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820647013983141274.post-7032425823932409659</id><published>2007-09-06T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:10:55.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hey! This is my first post on this blog! XD&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make one, since i had nothing better else to do. ^_^;;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are just around the corner &gt;.&lt; makes me feel like time just goes pass so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;and that i have to bulk up on my studies after that 'month'. Hopefully, i will get pass this stage without difficulties. =D Let's just pray for the best in life, and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; Thank you for visiting my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Janny, thanks for giving me an idea of making a blog. 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