<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801</id><updated>2009-12-01T00:42:26.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Second To SHY</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm Shyrlyn&lt;br&gt;
I'm Zirui =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-641019423586890550</id><published>2009-12-01T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:42:26.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hosting'/><title type='text'>sleeping is a waste of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just realised i haven't been blogging since walking home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school started.&lt;br /&gt;and, i've just been wasting time because as usual i can't sleep at night and i'll end up sleeping after school like now.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't sleep again cause i just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. i'm still procrastinating in doing my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;am i gonna be last minute again?&lt;br /&gt;whahaahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i keep on quarreling with people.&lt;br /&gt;like don't know why.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(even got into fight)&lt;/span&gt; oops!&lt;br /&gt;wahahah!&lt;br /&gt;is it because people are more irritable these days?&lt;br /&gt;or is it me that is more easily frustrated?&lt;br /&gt;(i need................God.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i'll be hosting for roadshows on weekends!&lt;br /&gt;and more singing events!&lt;br /&gt;and even make-up events!&lt;br /&gt;whooo!!~&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything goes well. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe God is with me. (((:&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!&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/9036240876554568801-641019423586890550?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/641019423586890550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=641019423586890550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/641019423586890550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/641019423586890550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-realised-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title='sleeping is a waste of time'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-520496533930941208</id><published>2009-11-17T04:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T04:53:23.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><title type='text'>announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've removed my links column.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But i think its a hassle.&lt;br /&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/9036240876554568801-520496533930941208?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/520496533930941208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=520496533930941208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/520496533930941208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/520496533930941208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/announcement.html' title='announcement'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-7440483968960088952</id><published>2009-11-17T04:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T04:50:58.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>walking home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been some time since i blog anyway..&lt;br /&gt;think the past few posts all very emo..&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop posting emo stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, recently i found a new hobby.&lt;br /&gt;I walked home from bugis the other day.&lt;br /&gt;and walked back from outram just now.&lt;br /&gt;it feels really good to walk home.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been really spending on transport for your info. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I spent 1 hour from bugis.. then as i walk, i just talked on phone.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i had very good sleep that night.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the same to day for the half an hour walk.&lt;br /&gt;as i walked home, i thought alot.&lt;br /&gt;so i was emo-ing about some stuffs and i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, but there a great sense of satisfaction after i walk though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shifting to bukit merah is so right.&lt;br /&gt;I become more healthy because i always walk.&lt;br /&gt;I'll slim down because there is nothing to munch at night.&lt;br /&gt;and i tend to drink milk everyday because of the convenience.&lt;br /&gt;I drink lots of water here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home, i seldom drink water and exercise because i have all sorts of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;i saw a documentary the other day saying that watching tv will gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;which i think its true..&lt;br /&gt;i have cable tv at home.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll watch whole day and don't even walk 100steps a day.&lt;br /&gt;i will lie there and watch till morning?&lt;br /&gt;then i'll tend to grab stuff to munch.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll cook instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;its not like i can't cook here.&lt;br /&gt;but its just more troublesome because we're using stove in this house.&lt;br /&gt;whereas at my house, we use induction cooker.&lt;br /&gt;which means, i take only 3 mins to cook my instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;here, i probably take 10mins or more. because the water take very long to boil.&lt;br /&gt;another thing is that i'm so super lazy to wash..&lt;br /&gt;(i can throw at basin and let my mother wash at home.. oops)&lt;br /&gt;wahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means i should stay here for good.&lt;br /&gt;because i'll become healthier here.&lt;br /&gt;whahaha!&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/9036240876554568801-7440483968960088952?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7440483968960088952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=7440483968960088952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/7440483968960088952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/7440483968960088952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/walking-home.html' title='walking home'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty 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I succeeded physically, but whats in my heart? i never dared to face it probably till last night? i always say its a silly, dumb, stupid to have thoughts like this. and apparently, i just don't wanna admit that i'm that dumb. i always thought i am strong and i can control my feelings. indeed, i can. Mind over heart. I try not to feel sad or feel hurt or rather have any special feelings towards you. i did that for the whole 2 years. I damn good right. but i can't deny the fact that i still miss you. only my pillow knows what happen every night? only my blanket knows where the tears goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today, i know everything have to be back to normal. back to days before yesterday. and everything should officially end. no matter how much i don't wish to say, your decision is still right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, i don't regret all the decisions i made be it 2 years back, yesterday or now.&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/9036240876554568801-3861584220214085031?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3861584220214085031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=3861584220214085031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/3861584220214085031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/3861584220214085031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_14.html' title='一个不堪回首的过去'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-4228162174329486801</id><published>2009-11-06T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:01:58.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life and death</title><content type='html'>"Death rates from cancer continue to decrease because of prevention, early detection and treatment," Jemal added. "These have been decreasing from the early '90s and, really, because of this decrease, over half a million deaths from cancer have been avoided."&lt;br /&gt; Jemal is first author ofCancer Statistics 2008, which is published in the March/April issue ofCA: A Cancer Journal for Clinicians. The report has been an annual fixture since 1952.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody understands this simple word - prevention. but how many of you really maintain a healthy lifestyle? &lt;br /&gt;but, in this urban city, how healthy can you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people slogged their life for money. what is money when theres no health? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that people in ancient times, people live to few hundred years? and now, the most 80years. i'm trying to say Earth is deteriorating and likewise for us who lives on it. and it'll continue to deteriorate. what if after another 5decade, human being can only live till 40years old. then you can imagine even faster pace life. and people would probably only sleep 4hours a day for more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a millionaire with a psle cert, took over his dad fail business, carrying the will of fulfill his dad wishes. he went all out. as a boss of a spa and wellness company - Aspara, he took charge of all big and small things. he then gradually put all his life in it. with all his hard work and never give up attitude, he succeeded and Aspara is well known worlwide - japan and america are one of the most wellknown. after slogging all his life, being so successful and reputable, he is now diagnosed with 3rd stage lung cancer and left with the last 1year. the cancer cells already started to spread at this point of time. and he wasn't even aware of it. there is no physical syntoms for cancer. how scary. and it is already the third stage. HE IS MY UNCLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother died of skin cancer and kidney failure but she was 88years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another uncle of mine died of cancer too but at the age off 40 odds? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one died of diabetes and kidney failure in 40odds as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, cancer, diabetes, high blood pressure, kidney failure has already become as common as catching flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm urging you all young people to take prevention NOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, now. alot of people don't know how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no greasy and fried food. more veges, more fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink more milk to take in more calcium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exercise 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep 8hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink lots of water. try to drink tap water because too much of distilled water is bad for your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the basic. consistency is what that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll be asking me things like "you sure you can do it?" &lt;br /&gt;no, i can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are always other ways to make it easier in this modern city if you don't mind spending $0.20 a day to maintain your health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you rather fall sick first the pay your huge medical bills with medisave or some people will tell me they have lots of cash. then perhaps you must be someone who love to take pills alot and love to visit hospital often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you know what i mean. but apparently people don't do anything about it. so what are you waiting for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-4228162174329486801?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-9161730675845416293</id><published>2009-11-04T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:17:08.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>is to succeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to succeed is to believe and desire.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i knew it long ago.&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently i'm still contemplating.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i am procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that you can do well in every market.&lt;br /&gt;its the matter of how well you do.&lt;br /&gt;and what is your desire for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've decided to give myself at least 3 months to see how far i can go.&lt;br /&gt;without any source of support but i'm gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i say, how well do you know before experiencing yourself?&lt;br /&gt;every environment is different because person's character differ.&lt;br /&gt;and you cannot be so unfair to people.&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/9036240876554568801-9161730675845416293?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9161730675845416293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=9161730675845416293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/9161730675845416293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/9161730675845416293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-to-succeed.html' title='is to succeed'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-8048762834730814188</id><published>2009-11-04T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T03:22:48.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>又到深夜</title><content type='html'>每当一到深夜，我就会睡不着。 我种会觉得很愤怒、很难过。 但是我无发把它说出来。 只能躲在被窝里哭泣。 有时候，我真的很想逃避和放弃一切。 但是我却不甘心。 不甘心就这样放弃一切。 所以不管多辛苦，我都会坚持到底。 我也只能靠自己！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;子瑞，你要加油！ (((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-8048762834730814188?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8048762834730814188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=8048762834730814188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/8048762834730814188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/8048762834730814188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='又到深夜'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-2539713719339875328</id><published>2009-11-01T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:45:48.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argh'/><title type='text'>i am learning not to be too emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i shan't blog about halloween last night.&lt;br /&gt;it is basically.&lt;br /&gt;happening, eventful, frightening, tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just feeling super fucked up now.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate people who assume things.&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who don't know anything then anyhow think, anyhow say.&lt;br /&gt;you can blame me for hiding things.&lt;br /&gt;but why i want to hide?&lt;br /&gt;because whenever i tell you, you spread around.&lt;br /&gt;not only that.&lt;br /&gt;when i tell you things, you only know how to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;and you don't even talk reasonably.&lt;br /&gt;i'm someone who i don't like to say things.&lt;br /&gt;but you're someone who say everything.&lt;br /&gt;how do you expect me to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;i definitely know that i am in the wrong in certain ways and reaction.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm reacting like this because of the way you respond.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so pissed yet i'm so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad because i was so pissed but yet i refused to argue/quarrel with you.&lt;br /&gt;but you continued saying saying and saying.&lt;br /&gt;and the things i go through since young, you'll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;i never blame anyone. because this is my life.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can do is to look forward.&lt;br /&gt;and i will strive hard to prove all of you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things i wished i could say.&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot.&lt;br /&gt;maybe if one fine day when i really cannot tolerate, i will burst out everything and throw you back with all the questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, i'll only be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;nobody will say is your fault.&lt;br /&gt;people will only say is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;so why do i bother saying out?&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/9036240876554568801-2539713719339875328?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2539713719339875328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=2539713719339875328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2539713719339875328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2539713719339875328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-learning-not-to-be-too-emotional.html' title='i am learning not to be too emotional'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-1923827966582311738</id><published>2009-10-30T03:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:56:35.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>i just type what i recall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am just feeling reluctant.&lt;br /&gt;to blog, to talk, to think, to eat, to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;ok, sound super retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is friday again.&lt;br /&gt;and another week past.&lt;br /&gt;i just received my timetable.&lt;br /&gt;and it super slack!!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean slack!&lt;br /&gt;I go to school 3 hours a day, 5 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;anybody has part time job to intro?&lt;br /&gt;i want long term ones.&lt;br /&gt;so i can work during school term.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll be darn sian and darn broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my past entries from previous years.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought, actually the stuff i used to blog are quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;especially when it comes to criticizing people.&lt;br /&gt;i actually burst out laughing to myself at McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;how retarded.&lt;br /&gt;i supposed to be criticizing people but the content is totally funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two days are just bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;interviews and trainings and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether this line suits me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure whether i'm in the right path.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna waste time.&lt;br /&gt;but when i was about to give up, its just something that tell me give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;no harm anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but, with the time i could do other things right?&lt;br /&gt;no, more like i'll be sleeping at home.&lt;br /&gt;I tried sharing with 2 friends.&lt;br /&gt;but both discouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not gonna reveal what i'm doing unless i achieve something.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently, i need alot of discernment in this.&lt;br /&gt;and most people are skeptical about this.&lt;br /&gt;ME TOO....&lt;br /&gt;people only tell me not to waste time in this.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i do agree.&lt;br /&gt;but, there's alot of what ifs inside me.&lt;br /&gt;to find out the answer, i have to experience it myself.&lt;br /&gt;MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;what people see or they say they see or they say their friends see or they say their friend say they see or their friend's friend see or their friend's friend say they see.. etc ...&lt;br /&gt;may not be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall go and sleep now and wake up earlier tomorrow go get down with it!&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/9036240876554568801-1923827966582311738?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-896059007518461229</id><published>2009-10-27T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:58:20.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>this is a stupid bored post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's getting more and more dull each day.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been sleeping most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i sleep, wake up, eat, watch tv, play computer.&lt;br /&gt;and this routine continues.&lt;br /&gt;if this continues, life's gonna be dead.&lt;br /&gt;and i already feel like i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;full of boredom, no existence, no fulfillment, no achievement, no satisfaction, no commitment.&lt;br /&gt;how possible can i live a life like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how am i able to adapt to my upcoming hectic schedule&lt;br /&gt;i better enjoy now.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&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/9036240876554568801-896059007518461229?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/896059007518461229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=896059007518461229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/896059007518461229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/896059007518461229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-stupid-bored-post.html' title='this is a stupid bored post'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-2798085796256340826</id><published>2009-10-26T03:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T04:35:24.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>God is still here with me (((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="refHTML"&gt;sorry. know i say i will blog regularly but i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;its like, too long never blog and i don't really have the habit to even visit my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i shall post something which i long wanted to but had no courage to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nov&lt;/span&gt; and i have left church nearly a year. since then, i knew my life would be different and simplest thing like singing on stage which i used to think have became one of my fear. i became so unfamiliar and faithless in the things i used to have most confidence. and things in many areas just change. but i accepted this life because i made this decision. and this means i kind of feel how non-believers feel they meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;christians&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do feel unjustified for church and some good believers. when we meet some 'bad christian', we automatically relate them to church and i often hear people say "he still say he goes to church". so if this person is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;muslim&lt;/span&gt;, do you say "he still say he goes to mosque?" how should i put it? we are human beings and we are imperfect. the character and personality of a person is determined by its background and most importantly himself. the church can teach the best values and principles but it still depend on the person himself whether he adopt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hear people negative comments about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;christians&lt;/span&gt; and church. i do feel a little unjustified but i know certain things, we have to experience it before we understand it. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the reason why i refuse to argue or debate in such topic. but sometimes i don't understand why is it so unfair when is comes to church(not other religion). but to think about it, if the world can be fair, then Jesus won't be crucified on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; perfect and i don't give negative comments about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;christians&lt;/span&gt;. i know and i do admit that i do gossip or even criticise them. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; against the person. or rather the particular issue that happened. i don't blame it on one's church or religion. what's more i understand so much about this religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God because i have knowledge in it and i experienced it. Christianity is a relationship with God. It is not somebody physical that you can see nor touch. But you can feel and hear Him. throughout the pass one year, i know God is still with me, always reminding me that He's there in a more obvious and direct way than before. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; saying this because i experience it myself. its more true having someone by my side. of course, you can choose to believe someone who doesn't go to church. if you never been to church then how well do you know about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly love God. miss His presence. and the reason why i refuse to go to church because probably i just know that i will stay there and don't bear to leave? then why leave? i have no idea. I'm just not ready to face all these yet. but i can only say, to stay with someone you love is easier or to leave someone you love is easier?&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just someone who can only learn the hard way?&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/9036240876554568801-2798085796256340826?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2798085796256340826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=2798085796256340826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2798085796256340826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2798085796256340826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-is-still-here-with-me.html' title='God is still here with me (((:'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-2776419768112532604</id><published>2009-10-20T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:50:56.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ocean Butterflies&apos;'/><title type='text'>HYTSGMH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, my 同类 said that I didn't post about this so i am doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;wahahah!&lt;br /&gt;But first of all i want to officially announce that 我和 Regina 是同类！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know i'm very random and i said that many times right? Well, I'm just writing it here for people who don't know lor. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;ok, whatever~ I know its crap.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, we were just bored and talking random stuffs and thats how the 同类 thing comes about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm waiting for the photos before i blog lar.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i'll just blog first before i post photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, where should i start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its a super tired thing because regina and I planned almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;from deciding the dates, collecting songs, editing mmo, coordinating practices (I WILL DIE), emailing, forcing people to reply emails/mass sms, brainstorming the prizes, entertaining lame emails/pm/sms, arranging camera man and many other detailssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had real sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;As in, nights that we really couldn't sleep because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have to bear with some people's hurtful words the day before.&lt;br /&gt;but still have to continue to do the wonderful gift for the person when we all were so affected.&lt;br /&gt;And I walked 4 places around serangoon that midnight just to buy glue but all never sell!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after so much hardwork, I'm happy with the results and it is indeed a success!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo~&lt;br /&gt;Although the crowd its a little quiet, but I think all of us did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't go into detail about the performance itself. i shall let the photos and videos do its job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe you reap what you sow. and after so much hardwork. Our effort are not wasted. and I think we're more prepared now for other things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps: I'm not against anyone here. I'm only against the specific thing you do. I don't bear grudges. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-2776419768112532604?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2776419768112532604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=2776419768112532604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2776419768112532604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2776419768112532604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/hytsgmh.html' title='HYTSGMH'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-2532872578853121624</id><published>2009-10-18T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:56:21.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Shyrlyn is back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm too bored. so I wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, first of all I think the event yesterday was great!&lt;br /&gt;I hope we'll have more events like this! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching this Korean documentary about obsessed kids in korea.&lt;br /&gt;And they said, fat cells will only grow and will not die.&lt;br /&gt;So i was wondering how we burn fats?&lt;br /&gt;Many of us think that fats grow only at visible parts.&lt;br /&gt;But apparently, fats grow even in our body.&lt;br /&gt;When we exercise, the fats we burn are the fats right under our skin which is the visible parts. but the fats inside our body are the fats that we can't see and burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary talks about why korean kids a so fat. and result was kid watch tv too much, play computer too much. Hence, they exercise lesser and munch titbits more often. Before 20th century, there were alot of death due to lack of nutritient. but since 20th century, people suffer from illness due to obesity and gradually death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we having too good life? that people die of eating too much? Korean kids and in fact kids in many places are suffering from diseases due to obesity which only affected middle aged and above in the past but now, the kids are commonly affected.&lt;br /&gt;When i come about to know that i was a big baby that weigh 4kg (avg baby weigh 3.5kg), i thought i was lucky because i ran around at the playground everyday when i was young. and i was not overweight before even when i eat 5 meals a day. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now?&lt;br /&gt;no. no more weight gaining plan.&lt;br /&gt;i shall proceed with my diet plan instead.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna suffer from such diseases when i die.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA!&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/9036240876554568801-2532872578853121624?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2532872578853121624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=2532872578853121624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2532872578853121624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/2532872578853121624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/shyrlyn-is-back.html' title='Shyrlyn is back!'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-9002904946793184638</id><published>2009-09-19T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T17:19:42.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuckedup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after so long i'm back here just to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl. so i'm petty.&lt;br /&gt;I bear grudges. I remember little things you do.&lt;br /&gt;I remember bad things more than good things.&lt;br /&gt;I can choose to forget.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently, i chose to remember.&lt;br /&gt;because i feel so fucked up that i couldn't sleep last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not here to explain myself.&lt;br /&gt;because i've decided not to be over familiar with you.&lt;br /&gt;after all, i can't call you a friend.&lt;br /&gt;so, you can just think what you want to think.&lt;br /&gt;just assume whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what others think.&lt;br /&gt;I only care what my friends think.&lt;br /&gt;call me stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;call me childish.&lt;br /&gt;call me willful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really hate people like you.&lt;br /&gt;so what if other people respect you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't!&lt;br /&gt;because you're fickle? can i say that?&lt;br /&gt;but, i just can't figure out what kind of person you are.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you are like this. sometimes you are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if i want to take the longer route?&lt;br /&gt;people take different means to grow and learn.&lt;br /&gt;i live once and i do whatever i want.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what the rule is.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of standard life people go through.&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in structure and formula in life.&lt;br /&gt;if you take other people as example,&lt;br /&gt;i will only say thank goodness my parents don't plan for my life.&lt;br /&gt;and give me freedom to do whatever i want.&lt;br /&gt;at least i think i'm happier than other people's planned life.&lt;br /&gt;even if i meet alot of obstacles,&lt;br /&gt;i can blame no one but only be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you took someone who is totally different from me to compare.&lt;br /&gt;and that explains why we react differently from things.&lt;br /&gt;at least i love my family and appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;at least they support me in whatever i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;at least i don't blame them about anything they do.&lt;br /&gt;even if i really don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;and this is the greatest happiness to me.&lt;br /&gt;[if i offended you, then i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;blame him for taking you as example.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just stating facts.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just remain our relationship like before and don't cross the line.&lt;br /&gt;even if what i think about you is wrong, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;and so be it if what you think about me is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't give a damn.&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/9036240876554568801-9002904946793184638?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9002904946793184638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=9002904946793184638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/9002904946793184638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/9002904946793184638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/fuckedup.html' title='fuckedup'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-153563795424089307</id><published>2009-08-17T07:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:22:10.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye'/><title type='text'>Last words ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;习惯一个人生活后，其实两个人时真的不习惯&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;既然如此，倒不如一个人更好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就当作是我自私。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;再见。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna officially let my blog die here to prevent people from lifting my words here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apparently, I don't post everything here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so don't assume things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-153563795424089307?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/153563795424089307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=153563795424089307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/153563795424089307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/153563795424089307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-words.html' title='Last words ...'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-6903063681058117702</id><published>2009-08-08T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T04:08:56.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and she gets emotional again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I totally forgot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally uncertain again.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm feeling the coldness again.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;and everything changed again.&lt;br /&gt;back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm calling out again.&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, didn't get what i wanted?&lt;br /&gt;but i'm puzzled again?&lt;br /&gt;tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should just feel contented.&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/9036240876554568801-6903063681058117702?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6903063681058117702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=6903063681058117702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/6903063681058117702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/6903063681058117702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-she-gets-emotional-again.html' title='and she gets emotional again?'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-5329580416526718072</id><published>2009-08-07T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:10:37.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems like my blog died on my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;whahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9036240876554568801-5329580416526718072?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5329580416526718072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=5329580416526718072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/5329580416526718072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/5329580416526718072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/seems-like-my-blog-died-on-my-18th.html' title=''/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-1650496204216359007</id><published>2009-06-19T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:56:32.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;is the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally 18!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, when it reach my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I will say.. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;Time past really fast.&lt;br /&gt;Its alr half a year gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my birthday, its another half year for '09 to end.&lt;br /&gt;no more wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;Time to plan again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today is the day!&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;What will i become!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahha!&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/9036240876554568801-1650496204216359007?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1650496204216359007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=1650496204216359007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/1650496204216359007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/1650496204216359007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-3815839144473321731</id><published>2009-06-11T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:44:01.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;放弃是懦夫所为&lt;br /&gt;我没想过放弃&lt;br /&gt;只是我完全找不到推动力&lt;br /&gt;而我也不知道从何时失去了这份热忱&lt;br /&gt;这份热爱唱歌的热忱&lt;br /&gt;我不想参加比赛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实自从我决定离开&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;他&lt;/span&gt;前，我已经知道会有这一天&lt;br /&gt;我知道一切会便&lt;br /&gt;当身边的人看到这些变化，当然就会觉得我便很多&lt;br /&gt;从始至中我都没有对我做的决定后悔过&lt;br /&gt;最多只是觉得亏欠&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;他&lt;/span&gt;吧&lt;br /&gt;但至少我现在比较轻松，比较快了&lt;br /&gt;不会像以前好想让很多东西限制一样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能你们会觉得我便很多&lt;br /&gt;甚至是变坏&lt;br /&gt;但我只想说你们认识我那段时间是我改过自新的时候&lt;br /&gt;即使我怎样告诉你们我在那时之前是怎样的，你们也不会了解&lt;br /&gt;我经历过的挫折和点点滴滴&lt;br /&gt;是你们永远都不会体会到的&lt;br /&gt;我不想用这个来做借口&lt;br /&gt;我也不想显得很自我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally understand all your kind intentions&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously find it fake because you all only say it when somebody older initiate.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; because if you don't agree with me from the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;why didn't you mention it earlier&lt;br /&gt;and make it seemed like you all are so ok with it?&lt;br /&gt;my change is not a just thing.&lt;br /&gt;didn't it happened long ago.&lt;br /&gt;or rather few months back?&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the things you guys say and really wanting me to change.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, I have toned down alot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see why you guys didn't say a thing&lt;br /&gt;when I club and drink almost every night&lt;br /&gt;and only say it now?&lt;br /&gt;and yes, if you knew I smoke long ago, why didn't you say on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;yes, comparing to you all, I'm bad, rebellious 0r&lt;br /&gt;whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;comparing myself now from the past.&lt;br /&gt;I'm normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall you all just like to make remark without understanding the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;and for that person who actually understand most of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disappointed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I want to emphasize&lt;br /&gt;I'm not posting this because I'm angry of the things you all say.&lt;br /&gt;Its why people follow crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Its why wait until now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, my change may be drastic to you guys&lt;br /&gt;because you have not seen the real me.&lt;br /&gt;there is alot of thing you guys can debate with me&lt;br /&gt;like, why was i able to change for the better that time&lt;br /&gt;but I don't wish to explain stuffs from other realm to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;because you have to experience it before you understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I'm happy whith what I have now and I'm contented&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/9036240876554568801-3815839144473321731?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3815839144473321731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=3815839144473321731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/3815839144473321731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/3815839144473321731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-4916857719722035876</id><published>2009-06-02T10:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:20:47.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>The one I saw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday, met baby and char for dinner at bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So nice of baby to come from his work place which is at kallang.. all the way to my home which is at bt batok to fetch me for dinner just because i tell him i'm hungry. He's great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dinner, baby have to rush back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so left char and i. we sit there crap abit then head to shop for baby's clothes. and I bought him 2 T from Praise, 1 Polo and Long sleeve from Topman. Price is reasonable. Then char and i began to crap again. until baby knock off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went around looking for AndyLWL &amp;amp; gf because that Hotel 81 is so established that there re too many of them and we don't know where are they.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally found them, head down to Cine as they are going for movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Char, baby and I then went to bt timah.. expecting some place to chill but ended up at the prata place again. But now I know.. Liquids Cafe! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual, crap abit and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a horrible night because i only fell asleep at like 5am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like the old feeling and the old noises that made me think of so many things when my heart finally softens. When I realised and ask them to shut up because i want to sleep. I suddenly saw a bright light. so bright that i couldn't open my eyes. I closed them tight thinking that it would be darker. but it got brighter when my room was so dark. Then I saw a man wearing suit in his back view. I started asking in my mind. who are you. who are you. who are you. are you good or evil? That man then turned around to his side view but it was so bright that i couldn't see his face. I could only see moustache on his chin, his eyes was so bright and i couldn't see. Then sombody shouted Jesus and he's gone. Then it became dark as usual. I tried looking for him again. but I can't find him anymore. My room became quiet again and i fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-4916857719722035876?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4916857719722035876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=4916857719722035876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/4916857719722035876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/4916857719722035876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-i-saw.html' title='The one I saw'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-8198780628404056918</id><published>2009-06-01T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:30:47.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've decided to throw a mini party at 7th Haven on my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please don't make it too big for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date: 19 June 2009, Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time: 6pm - 8pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venue: Steamboat @ Bugis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoever can make it. you can come at 7. But you got to eat faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time: 8pm - 3am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venue: Kampong Bahru, 7th Haven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Approx: 20 people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you can't make it for steamboat. Please make sure you make it for this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exclusively once a year for you to sabo me. To those people who got cream all over by me on/not on your birthday. I know you're waiting for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, although shyrlyn is brave, courageously and manly. Please be lenient on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You need to let me know how many of you are coming in order for me to make necessary preparations and resevations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who's invited?: Ashton, Alicia, Betty, Regina, Royston, Yikang, Tiffany, Chun Rong, Elyn(if you can make it), Yan Ming, Yi Xuan, Daniel, Winson, Eliz (mia so long alr, better come!), Julio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Char, Kexin, Queena, Seth Toh, Derek Lim, Andy LWL, Irene, Karen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those who names stated here, you make sure you make it ok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you think I've missed out your name, i give you permission to spam me, scold me. wahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So please make yourself free that day. Also, if you want to ask your partner, your friend or whoever to come along, all are welcomed. But you have to let me know earlier. if not i can't make reservations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latest by 8 June 2009, next monday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks greatly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shyrlyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-8198780628404056918?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8198780628404056918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=8198780628404056918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/8198780628404056918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/8198780628404056918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-celebrations.html' title='Birthday Celebrations'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-1941519641549150622</id><published>2009-05-28T10:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:18:47.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My birthday is less than one month's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited but not so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because, Tiffany will be back for my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But not so excited because its my 18th birthday and i have no idea where should i celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i don't wish to invite the whole world(as in alllll my friends). Probably just a few close ones? hahahha! Give me some idea please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought of chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, its too troublesome. and not many can make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Club? same lor, not all my friends can go in. I'm thinking for BRR, Regina, Betty, char and Karen(you better come!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only place that i think is the most suitable is 7th Haven. Daniel, if you happen to read this post, you should know what to do. wahhaahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or, shall we just go for buffet? wait, got 24hour buffet? How can i expect everyone's time to synchronise right? ahhhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somebody! anybody! Plan for me can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, once i planned everything. I'll post up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to my birthday resolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, after my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Will get into a new working environment. So i don't know what will it be like. I want to learn more things there and strive better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Take Driving License&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Study next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Revive my interest and passion for singing. Tell me, I cannot be contented. because I have not achieved something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Finance my&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&amp;amp; his)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; money better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Have a healthier lifestyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340722205591535106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CGpxN5WdVz4/Sh4OjLRS_gI/AAAAAAAAArI/YHXKT7vvWS8/s320/ixus990is-banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Canon Digital IXUS 990 IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340722207903154930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CGpxN5WdVz4/Sh4OjT4bgvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/sRtrz2utKcA/s320/juicy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8. Juicy Couture Wristlet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340722212883862514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CGpxN5WdVz4/Sh4Ojmb7E_I/AAAAAAAAArY/CHnu51VQ73c/s320/aldo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aldo Heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10. Many many many many dresses, dresses, dresses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;New Wardrobe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-1941519641549150622?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1941519641549150622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=1941519641549150622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/1941519641549150622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/1941519641549150622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-resolution.html' title='Birthday Resolution'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CGpxN5WdVz4/Sh4OjLRS_gI/AAAAAAAAArI/YHXKT7vvWS8/s72-c/ixus990is-banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-6226676280326511656</id><published>2009-05-26T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:30:55.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roberted'/><title type='text'>retard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went blading on Sunday at East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;It was so crowded!&lt;br /&gt;One hour blade is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;, sweaty sticky.&lt;br /&gt;But its fun!&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people fall down.&lt;br /&gt;*evil laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blade was exceptionally heavy that left bruises on my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;awwww&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to the beach and chilled, did stupid stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IMM&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to boat quay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I felt very insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that I always put myself into other's shoes and think for them.&lt;br /&gt;But end up, no one actually spared a thought for me. I have strong belief and believe in whatever I do. As long as my conscience are clear, it doesn't matter how people look at me and think about me. But this time, I felt that my kind intentions were being jeopardise. I don't judge people. But one's impression in me will not be influenced by side talks. I observe little things myself. and I really see with my eyes. But apparently, most people are self centered and only think about themselves. I felt even more stupid when people interrogate me. Its like, yeah yeah. Who give me the rights and whatever shit. Why do I even have to answer you? Why don't you even look at the big picture and stop assuming things? It just seemed to me that you don't care how much mistakes you have done. But you just want to pin point at small things that others do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, you heartbroken? Doesn't mean that you have the RIGHT to be emotional and unreasonable. Do you think you even have the RIGHT to scream and shout at people like mad dog? Well, you were not the only one who is sad, heartbroken. Why do I see pity party within oneself. I'm not saying that everything i say is accurate and definite. But please, it still doesn't mean that the whole world owes you. You yourself knows what went wrong the most. You should to face the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, you just wanted to vent your anger at someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I hope you truly understand who are the ones who treat you well. I hope no matter what you do in future, look at the bigger picture. Stop being a typical girl who only think about how people hurt you. Grow up and learn to think rationally and sensibly. Stop being so quick tempered (applies to myself too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer: This is purely based on author's view. If anybody unhappy about this post, exit and don't read it. This place give me all the RIGHTS to write what I want. Thank you.&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/9036240876554568801-6226676280326511656?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6226676280326511656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=6226676280326511656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/6226676280326511656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/6226676280326511656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/retard.html' title='retard'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-3201763704615559837</id><published>2009-05-25T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:03:06.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>MY TURN TO CRITICISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This person. a man i knew few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;He's a fake freak. He's unreasonable. He's ass. He's big fat liar. He's coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start from the first time we meet.&lt;br /&gt;Wait.. his name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahpunehneh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ahpunehneh&lt;/span&gt; claims that he's rich man's son who has family business of a printing company. When I asked him which company, he said some name which i don't know and whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. I don't work in this line either. My friend then ask him more as her mum needs to print a certain volume of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;namecard&lt;/span&gt;. He then gave super low quote and really present very well as if his dad really owned that company. He claims that he doesn't have to work.&lt;br /&gt;When he said that my heart was "depend on family. useless"&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I still entertained him and somewhat believed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Later on, he told me he used to gamble and lost lots of money and hence, has to work in his parent "printing company" to ear $1000 a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When he knew my friend and I was working in a car company, he tried to start a topic with us and ask us to check how much is Toyota MRS. And gave an impression that he really want to buy. Then he and his friends bragged about him taking his BMW or whatever shit deliberately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More lies coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He say again.. that his license got confiscated due to drink driving and he really parked a MRS below his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He said he was a racer for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. There was one day when I kind of quarrel with my friend and he like to add salt add oil. like to follow crowd. Although there was already an issue with my friend and I but I all along knew he was the fire starter. Add salt add vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He's a coward because he only want to/will fight with guai guai people. This is an act of a bully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He is childish because he always want to fight, he has a 9 year old kid. Which he is very proud of it. Ok, its definitely good to be proud of your son. but the problem is, he is no capable in looking after his son, throw his son to his mother to look after him. And his son was born out of accident and he is really insensible to get married and gave birth to the kid at the age of 20. Mr Ahpunehneh, I really pity your son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He's childish and immature to get married and divorce twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He takes his friends for granted. He let his friends pay for almost everything. He is broke but still want to hangout. If his friends or whoever complains anything about it, he says that his friend is not being steady. If any of his friends ever reject his "request" or rather demand, he'll criticise the person saying that he is petty, selfish, not being steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. He ask his friend's gf out because he says another of his friend's car is with him. He misused friendship and the word friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. He borrowed car from his friend and when he says no, he says again "you're not being steady."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. He wanted to borrow car from another friend an I told him, "you ask him yourself. I'm not sure if he's comfortable to lend." He replied with very confidence tone "He will lend me. He will not be calculative with me" He's right. Under that circumstance, that friend lent that car to him which brought us trouble! The car came back with broken windscreen, lost cashcard, $10+ worth of $1 coins was missing, one of the tyre has slight puncture, whole car was dirty and smelly, the car became a little shaky seems to be the suspension problem. The fuel was full tank that night when he borrow the car, came back in the morning left half tank. And he drove 300kmin one night. When the car came back with so many problem, his friend ask Ahpunehneh, how is it gonna be settled, Ahpunehneh said "calim your insurance lor" He is obviously not talking sense and suspected of taking drugs. This is a real shameful act but apparently he is not remorseful at all. He is shallow. he is superficial. he is dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal person will ask him to pay back. and a normal person who spoil friend's thing be it big or small will compensate. So it is only reasonable for his friend to ask him to compensate. And this shameful Ahpunehneh said "I have no money" but had the money to buy drugs. wow! great. Anyway, he dare not shout when we were faced to faced. He called me... and shouted like mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a shameful Ahpunehneh dog. If you don't feel so, I really think that you are 可怜 and 可悲! You have to face the consequences and be responsible for your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever read this post, please do reflect on yourself. And your friends has done enough for you. If you're a man, stand up yourself and stop depending on others.&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/9036240876554568801-3201763704615559837?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3201763704615559837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=3201763704615559837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/3201763704615559837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/3201763704615559837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-turn-to-criticise.html' title='MY TURN TO CRITICISE'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036240876554568801.post-5792220272856867373</id><published>2009-05-22T10:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:13:20.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>kiap kiap dum dum bring me gum gum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geylang&lt;/span&gt; with baby for dinner. We wanted to eat dim sum in the first place. Then he suggested crab. I was a little reluctant in the first place. because you know .. crab? must use hands &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;. nevertheless, we still head for the crab and I wasn't regret a single moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ma La Crab Ma La Crab is so so so so delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its more addictive than alcohol and nicotine! The moment you start, you won't want to stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't care! I want again! again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tiffany, we shall go there when you come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I personally think its way beeter than the one we ate at JB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wahahahha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we head to PS for Night In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt; 2! This is freaking hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and again like part 1, I like the dum dum bring me gum gum. like although he only appeared twice i think! and its not very predictable what will happen after the biggest museum in the world comes alive. I like the ka men ra. he's so stupid lar. But when they begin to fight, what was on my mind was... walao.. you all make until so messy, glass broke and everything... then what will happen when dawn.. how they clear the mess? ahahhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, I think abit too much. In any case, it is too unrealistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But do watch it! Its freaking hilarious, I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036240876554568801-5792220272856867373?l=shyrlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5792220272856867373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036240876554568801&amp;postID=5792220272856867373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/5792220272856867373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036240876554568801/posts/default/5792220272856867373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyrlyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-geylang-with-baby-for-dinner.html' title='kiap kiap dum dum bring me gum gum'/><author><name>Shyrlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00717413987792646699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09613876238245403374'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>