<?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-5498022631773498867</id><updated>2011-08-08T06:07:39.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shryne</title><subtitle type='html'>finally i have change to a new blog to make it look more interesting.. hope no sad story anymore...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-692144828183528456</id><published>2010-11-10T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T14:24:25.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>谢谢</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;谢谢你一直以来的假被笨的我当真。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;刚认识你,很不喜欢,因为不是我的菜.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;我在你友情困难时插了进来。你说这是缘份。我说我只是你和你朋友之间的小插曲而已..很瞎.. 这是我有缘遇你但没份在一起。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;我华语不是很好, 解释不是很好, 演技更死。对你我就只能说谢谢。谢谢你曾经来过我的世界给过我精彩, 给过有妹的感觉。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;再来更谢谢你终于对我坦白，虽然小气的我这么一次你对我的坦白的代价很大。 但是你的坦白终于让我看到真正的你。 让我知道委屈你那么久对我的感觉, 但我对你, 我问心无愧。 从认识你和每个人的第一天, 我都是最真的我自己。 我时常让人对我的第一印象不好我无所谓。和你的时间,不长也不短, 你对我身边了解很多, 因为我对你没戒心。而我对你一无所知, 因为你从不说我也从不问。你恨我就不如当没认识过我这种对你没痛没痒的人吧! 我也会做一样的事。 事情的发生,在刚进你的世界我已预料了。 你叫我不要放弃,我也试过努力挽回。 最后大家的固执，结束了我们的友谊。谁对谁错,大家心里明白。 对我,不再重要了。 不要再委屈自己扮对我友好了。 就继续活在你的世界吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;天使会说愿你早日觉悟，但对不起。 我不是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-692144828183528456?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/692144828183528456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=692144828183528456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/692144828183528456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/692144828183528456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='谢谢'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5104015706718638296</id><published>2010-09-02T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T12:23:59.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.I.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'I LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE'...... when heard this lyric, im surely know i fall in love in love in this song.. WHY ? because im a liar..? yes i am.. who never lie ? i dont care.. bt i do lie always.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TH_5kfJhLfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WPrTx8UOerM/s1600/eminem-rihanna-love-way-you-lie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TH_5kfJhLfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WPrTx8UOerM/s320/eminem-rihanna-love-way-you-lie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;some frens says im very straight til all the words i spilt out is hurts.. bt i din realize.. there are some pl say im too fake when talking to frens, yes i am.. i jus don wan to hurt pl.. yes, u're so pretty today.. yes, u're so handsome wear this.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when with my hearts friend, im deadly truth..(ok, maybe there 1 only im not realy true to her now XD) they know me well than myself sometime.. sometimes i also feel im very annoying when im not happy or piss off in something. this is because my hearts friend not much. so thats why i keep call pl who i trust spilt it out.. yes, im not a good person who keep my own secret &amp;amp; feeling(except pl who tel me theirs).. this also make me feels im useless when i couldnt share when my hearts friend are not happy or when i heard they've hurt themself. i always says : why don come to find me ? why don tell me ? why ? maybe im not the 1.. yea.. this do happen always recently =(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;define lie, why do pl lie ? i duno.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;why i lie ? in my world i only have 2 types of lie, avoid to hurting pl &amp;amp; dont want you to worry abt me.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;myself i know sometime pl lie to me, i choose to believe because i sincere to them. when there is hurts, i choose to hurt myself more. then all those my bad rumors out. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it jus happen jus now, i realize there a pl stil never change, she is stil d same person when i meet her, bt i cant let her know the truth to make hurts come out again. then i spilt it out in fb to release, end up i feel so stupid, she wont be change &amp;amp; she wont be in ur life if u don wan to.. so wat for i so piss off. then my hearts fren used to say : u should have realize when he/she talk, u must know how to diff true &amp;amp; lie. i choose to be speechless.. sometime this may works, last year christmas, the is a very old fren she ask 1 of my fren, dunno i'll forgive her ono.. few months ago, my fren he ask me stil angry with him ono, ask me to forgive him. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this prove im not wrong that time.. pl will realize.. im also wish that you will realize y im so stand on my own thinking..  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;be strong.. proud to be urself, don care wat pl thinking abt u anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5104015706718638296?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5104015706718638296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5104015706718638296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5104015706718638296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5104015706718638296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/09/lie.html' title='L.I.E'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TH_5kfJhLfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WPrTx8UOerM/s72-c/eminem-rihanna-love-way-you-lie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-3831444895938978427</id><published>2010-07-18T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T13:29:45.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jus a crap XXX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;well, js back to my humtown after almost 1 month of fighting v my assignment.. its been a very tough month.. i've lost all my contacts v most of my frens.. well hell yea.. this whole month i've&amp;nbsp; thinking of many things.. beginning of the month im so childish keep upset abt every relationship i step into.. friendship, family, partners, collmate and some shit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;im so lazy to keep every good in situation.. im too lazy trying to maintain all those shit.. now there is come another problem.. im very lazy to build up new relationship.. but every pl have to.. especially friendship.. pl have to build up network.. this is wat my family told me.. i hate this.. bt im&amp;nbsp;trying hard.. wats the hard most? self thinking.. at 1st, (sry to b mean) see those who not so good in several condition.. im lazy talk to them.. skip.. 2nd, those who too pround of themself.. go ahead, talk to mirror.. skip.. 3rd, those who only talk to rich o so called&amp;nbsp; high class pl.. pls don talk to me, im NOT.. back off..&amp;nbsp; bt now, im trying to build up network v those pl.. trying to make my EQ higher.. this is good for me to train myslef.. i love to mix v those pl who is elder than me.. especially gurls.. mayb can learn something from them.. ngek ngek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;my buddies, who know me well.. sure sick of hearing me ask the same thing.. 'if this happen to you then how ar?' i duno how to deal sudden situation rationally.. haih, how stupid am i.. there is something happen recently too.. well,the most good unhurt thing i do is do ntg.. js let go.. i don wan to do any competition.. there is some pl who hurts me.. i js duno y they luv to make me sad when i give my heart out to them.. if this call karma pls don cum to me.. i never hurt my frens..(except my bf) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;there is a girl call me princess.. after she see most of my frens's profile in my facebook.. well, i rather u call me 'lifeless bitch'.. suddenly fell in luv v this word.. haha.. talk abt travelling, i luv to..bt js went for asia country only.. how sad.. talk abt branded.. well, i jus have not more than 10 branded bags.. (summore some is 2nd hand from my mom) swt.. talk abt fashion, muahahaha.. almost wat i wear is black.. i din even see magazine.. (mayb i heard abt vogue) hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;when&amp;nbsp;my brain started to think all this rubbish, my shawny.. he is the only 1 who can pampered me.. its worth for me to buy him.. he is sleping right beside me now.. see his sleepy face is edi enuf to calm myself.. today my parent trying to ask me sit down watch tv v them..is it too long i nvr do this? feels weird, but very warm.. i luv this feels.. mom dad, i'll get most of my time to spend v u guys before i went to uk.. i love you tee ling ngo &amp;amp; pang ah chai.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;phiew, ok.. its 4.30 am now.. imma goin to cont my series to make myslef slep.. nite nite shryne, be tough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-3831444895938978427?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/3831444895938978427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=3831444895938978427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3831444895938978427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3831444895938978427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/07/jus-crap-xxx.html' title='jus a crap XXX'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5551490624808612463</id><published>2010-06-08T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T15:28:26.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love &gt;&gt;&gt; Black Tulip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TA7AE9i8yrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9vTy08cof28/s1600/w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TA7AE9i8yrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9vTy08cof28/s400/w.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Black tulips, also named as Queen of the Night~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Between the dark and the daylight, &lt;br /&gt;When the night is beginning to flower&lt;br /&gt;Comes a pause in the days occupation &lt;br /&gt;That is known as the &lt;b&gt;Black Tulip&lt;/b&gt; hour&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nowdays black tulips are number four on America's top 10 list of favorite tulips.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;In the dim light of dawn and twilight, the black tulip looks nearly jet-black. Although not actually black in color, the Black Tulip puts an aura of midnight moonlight into your garden with a royal shade of deep purple and is especially striking in the midday sunshine when paired with bright yellow or crimson red tulips. However, planting the Black Tulip to bloom with your other tulip cultivars takes some careful preparation, since the Black Tulip tends to bloom later in the season than other tulip bulbs.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Black Tulip is also known as the Queen of the Night. The Queen of the Night is the closest that hybridists have come to creating a ture black tulip.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Black Tulips are an excellent choice for cut flower arrangements, as either an addition to color or a striking display on their own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TA7AHjkvwEI/AAAAAAAAAKU/hxBrvQccMlA/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TA7AHjkvwEI/AAAAAAAAAKU/hxBrvQccMlA/s320/Untitled.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;this is why i love u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mystery Black with Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5551490624808612463?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5551490624808612463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5551490624808612463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5551490624808612463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5551490624808612463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-love-black-tulip.html' title='My Love &gt;&gt;&gt; Black Tulip'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/TA7AE9i8yrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9vTy08cof28/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-4060993759864832971</id><published>2010-05-20T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T04:11:50.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday DD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;hi, i know tomorow is ur birthday.. but i better post up now.. i maybe busy tomoro.. haha XD&lt;br /&gt;well this is the song i wanted to give it to you last year.. but i dont have the guts. so now~~~\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hey you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I'm in the wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Time flies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; When you're having fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; You wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Another year is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; You're twenty-one (actually 22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; I guess you wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Why I'm on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; It's been a day or so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it's kind of late&lt;br /&gt;But Happy Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you hate me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Well I miss you, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it's kinda late&lt;br /&gt;But Happy Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So hard&lt;br /&gt;When you're far away&lt;br /&gt;It's lame but I forgot the date&lt;br /&gt;I won't make the same mistake&lt;br /&gt;I'm so to blame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; So now you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Don't hang up the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; I wish I was at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it's way too late&lt;br /&gt;But Happy Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you hate me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Well I miss you, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it's kinda late&lt;br /&gt;But Happy Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's not that I don't care&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll make it up to you&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I'd be there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Well I miss you, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it's kind of lame&lt;br /&gt;But Happy Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you hate me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Well I miss you, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; I know&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kind of late&lt;br /&gt;But Happy Birthday &lt;br /&gt;To You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-4060993759864832971?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/4060993759864832971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=4060993759864832971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/4060993759864832971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/4060993759864832971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-dd.html' title='happy birthday DD'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5509665284394377991</id><published>2010-05-17T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:54:05.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I watch the wall  around me crumble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but it's not like I wont  build them up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; so here's your last  chance for redemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; So take it while it lasts cause it will end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; And my tears are  turning into time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I  can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Can't breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I dream about you,  honestly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; tell  me that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; cause if the world is spinning and I'm still living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; It won't be right if  we're not in it together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; tell me that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; And I'll be the first to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Don't wanna be the last  to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I won't be the one to chase you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; but at the same time  you're the heart that I call home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I'm always stuck with these emotions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; and the more I try to  feel the less I'm whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                        &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; My tears are turning  into time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Can't breathe without  you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I dream  about you, honestly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; tell me that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; cause if the world is spinning and  I'm still living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; It won't be right if we're not in it together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; tell me that it's  over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; And I'll be the first to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Yeah, I'll be the  first to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  Don't wanna be the last to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Over... Over...  Over... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; My tears are turning into time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I've wasted trying to  find a reason for goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I can't live without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Can't breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I dream about you,  honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  tell me that it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; cause if the world is spinning and I'm still living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; It won't be right if  we're not in it toget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; tell me that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; tell me that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Honestly tell me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Honestly tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Don't tell me that  it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5509665284394377991?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5509665284394377991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5509665284394377991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5509665284394377991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5509665284394377991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-over_17.html' title='It&apos;s Over....'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5343197169578128875</id><published>2010-05-05T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T21:51:14.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If wan read this pls don be mean.. this is what my feels... ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;gt;)Release(&amp;lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S-JEOicof1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KLALBorKsT0/s1600/But_You_Promised_Me___by_laceratedwrists.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S-JEOicof1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KLALBorKsT0/s320/But_You_Promised_Me___by_laceratedwrists.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally finally &amp;amp; finally i've done 1 thing i wan to do for very long time ago.. Now i've done it.. 2 years ago, i've realize all the things i though is totally wrong.. especially wat i've learn is 'never ever play game in relationship'.. Do u believe in karma..? Guess what? I finally believe.. It do happen to me right now..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is the thing i wan to do for so long..? Is i wanna admit my wrong&amp;nbsp; abt what i've done to him 2 years ago.. How..? There is a night 1 of my babe, Victoria tel me some what Jess*#@%&amp;nbsp; tryin to let her know how bad am i in my past, the way i treat my ex.. Yes, its truth.. I've make him crazy.. I admit it.. But maybe 1 thing u don know bitch! Is i never ever LIE ! If any pl ask me abt how fantasy is my past, im surely say it honestly.. For those frens i've 'hurt' pls don say so much how much i've hurt u.. This is because i've no doubt the way i treat my frens.. Pl who know me well sure know i treat frens better than my bf.. lolz, i feel like totally bitch now.. yea, im.. so..? But what i do from now on, i do it by my heart sincerely.. FAKE not my style.. Well, until now i think i never treat anyone bad except 1 lifeless bitch who deserve it.. haha.. XD &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(babe,pls don mad at me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;okok..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(DD, i am sorry..) This is what i wan to say out loud.. I never wan u to forgive.. I jus wan say it out how much i regret when i lost u.. But is ok now.. ^^ we both have our own new life &amp;amp; different happy ending.. Glad to see u have a happy life.. Opps.. not see.. is hear.. haha ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5343197169578128875?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5343197169578128875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5343197169578128875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5343197169578128875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5343197169578128875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-wan-read-this-pls-don-be-mean-this.html' title='If wan read this pls don be mean.. this is what my feels... ^^'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S-JEOicof1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KLALBorKsT0/s72-c/But_You_Promised_Me___by_laceratedwrists.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-8817125204134187058</id><published>2010-03-10T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:04:36.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 little th!ngs I LOVE U~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bobo.. see ur babe me so good, din update my thing 1st but urs 1st.. haha &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(actually those pic have to load, im lazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sry, bobo.. until nw i stil no idea hw to celebrate ur bday.. to be honest, i din realize we together almost 2 years d.. its really surprising me.. haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so here, make u happy.. let u know what i love abt u la~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S5glYMGh3mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rgo1C-HGNDQ/s1600-h/19243_1317200020146_1535119562_30827312_7680145_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S5glYMGh3mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rgo1C-HGNDQ/s320/19243_1317200020146_1535119562_30827312_7680145_n.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;1~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;of cos all my frens know, u always be there help me done all my assignment no matter how hard it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i know im bad never say thanks, bt u know u love me too la.. hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;2~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;always be my driver when i need u.. bt bobo, i prefer u drive my car.. haha XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;3~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;always explain to me when im not understand the movie.. bt bobo, pls&amp;nbsp;improve ur explaination, don always ask u wat is rebellion then u answer me rebellion la.. swt =.=|||&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;4~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;always be my english teacher even u always laugh at me stupid, NVM i can scold u in chns back.. haha u dunno le??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;5~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i love bobo hold my hand went up stair sleep &amp;amp; on the lights for me.. hehe u know i&amp;nbsp;afraid of&amp;nbsp;ghost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;6~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i love bobo always give me ur skeleton arm, hug me &amp;amp; calm me sleep.. poor u keep change hand when another hand is numb.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;7~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;always eat other part of chicken cos u know i love wings.. actually i know u like chicken wings too.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;8~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;love u started less smoking for me.. im trying too.. lets work together bobo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;9~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;love ur dance at home.. (only me &amp;amp; gizmo can see only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;10~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;this is what i love u most ! nick aw tiong ghee.. u never give me up easily, at the begining u waiting for me. u never give up me when i keep push u away, u say we tolerate, actually i know is u tolerate me more.. u let me be selfish gf.. u let me be the girl pl envy me so much.. i love u bobo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-8817125204134187058?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/8817125204134187058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S5glYMGh3mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rgo1C-HGNDQ/s72-c/19243_1317200020146_1535119562_30827312_7680145_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5013215469995425719</id><published>2010-01-18T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:34:31.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18~01~2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;today, some of my frens ask where do i count down my brithday..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so ok, i post this out let u guys know.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;actually, i've never plan to count down..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cause im too busy after i wake up early in the morning..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i've to help my parent take care of their shops cause mommy &amp;amp; daddy sick in same time swt..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;no choice la, who ask them yesterday so yeng suddenly good in mood say im 21 years old d so wanted to bring me go casino..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;haha, actually i've went in before edi jus they dunno only..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;see how good gal am i infront of them haha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so when reach genting there is quite late d cause need visit my youngest bro a while..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;daddy fast fast run to his lovely playground 1st cause he don wan waste him time to accompany us buy clothes for my bro..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;when talk abt my bro..?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ haih~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;he wear a very normal t-shirt, short pant &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;slipper&lt;/b&gt; !!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;argh~!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so no choice la, need help him buy from top til down..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so regret din capture his before &amp;amp; after look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; freaking different..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;before, he so like at hometown yam cha look..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;after, he do really so yeng zai like ready to club..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;haha, he is goin to lose his very 1st time club v me soon..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;then we try bring my underage bro to casino..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1st door check, he failed..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2nd door check, failed..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3rd door check, success.. yeah~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;guess wat..?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;give guards money..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; no no no..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;use my bobo's IC..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hahaha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;they also got check me too, yeah~ i look young..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;haha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;after that bobo &amp;amp; daddy teach my bro little bit abt gamble things..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;haih, 2 gambler pls don teach bad little boy la.. sad..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;we jus go in around 2 hours only then go to the casino's restaurant have supper..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;haih, my fav buffet boh liao..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;now change to stupid mainly dishes..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;not nice to eat at all also..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bluek..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so, thats all our vacation then we reach home around 2am something.. *&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this is the reason y daddy &amp;amp; mommy exhausted fall sick jor.. haha&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ohya, forget to say how i count down.. hehe, its in the car v my bobo~! yeah ! how..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;aiyoyo, stil got any excited thing can do in car middle of the night~~ &lt;br /&gt;~think more than that~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;jeng jeng jeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;by stuck in jam of block on the way back to kl.. muahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but anyway, im happy of it cause i get a lots of birthday wishes summore there is a very unexpected pl wish me too.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;happy birthday to myself&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, no gossip girl &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&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/5498022631773498867-5013215469995425719?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5013215469995425719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5013215469995425719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5013215469995425719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5013215469995425719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/01/18012010.html' title='18~01~2010'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-7082103455974959299</id><published>2010-01-13T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:14:20.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G!zmo wash white white &gt;&lt;"</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;suddenly feel like want to share my 2 weeks din bath silky terrier dog, gizmo's look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ngek ngek.. before &amp;amp; after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S06zn7nomgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-CQk3jVM9t8/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S06zn7nomgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-CQk3jVM9t8/s320/DSC00120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S06zo_aCFMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MhYO-tXxOnQ/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S06zo_aCFMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MhYO-tXxOnQ/s320/DSC00122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;lol, momo's stinky look.. ew.... hehehe.. so afraid, at the sink, prepare to let me bath him.. ngek ngek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;after the bubble &amp;amp; water war~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~jeng jeng jeng~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S061XgFdGVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/58mNLO0YYg8/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S061XgFdGVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/58mNLO0YYg8/s320/DSC00123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S061ZihWpuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iO3rxow0EJc/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S061ZihWpuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iO3rxow0EJc/s320/DSC00125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S061bbtCFSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/zS6Tyljk4Ns/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S061bbtCFSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/zS6Tyljk4Ns/s320/DSC00126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;muahahah... leng zai le.. hohoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;all right, thats all i wanna share.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;have a nice day, woof woof..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-7082103455974959299?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/7082103455974959299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=7082103455974959299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/7082103455974959299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/7082103455974959299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/01/gzmo-wash-white-white.html' title='G!zmo wash white white &gt;&lt;&quot;'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S06zn7nomgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-CQk3jVM9t8/s72-c/DSC00120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-8770773482205362365</id><published>2010-01-13T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:48:55.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i avoiding for ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S05Ka_nYjLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/X_7OnPpqdZE/s1600-h/2399756858_54c351c705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S05Ka_nYjLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/X_7OnPpqdZE/s320/2399756858_54c351c705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;fuck ! im freaking dizzy recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;too much stress coming now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;mom ask not to think so much cause im stil young..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;damn ! im almost 21 now mom !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;its the time now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;i must face the fact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;i must plan for my future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;i miss all my time when im in kindergarden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;so young, so little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;but big boss, mom dad love me so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in primary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;shryne still is the boss who always bully pl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;mom dad keep forgiving &amp;amp; teach me how to love pl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;in secondary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;result keep goin worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;mom dad start worrying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;in college..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;don need to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;~GG~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;so what..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;i know my bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;but damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;im fucking work hard to make everything right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;1 of my dear dear called ask what i plan for my future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;i say ntg, maybe simply marry a rich guy.. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(marry him..?, i rather die)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;so, what now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;i know must make a decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;i know the dateline in closer now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;but i fucking dunno what to do maa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;keep drug myself everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;hey hey, i mean keep playing games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;from day til nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;from nite til day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;spoilt my diet plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;keep eat everything nice to chill me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;now, totally not dare to face the mirror &amp;amp; know my weight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;fuck ! i duno what am i fucking crap over here now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;argh~! whatever la, cincai la&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/5498022631773498867-8770773482205362365?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/8770773482205362365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=8770773482205362365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/8770773482205362365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/8770773482205362365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-am-i-avoiding-for.html' title='what am i avoiding for ?'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/S05Ka_nYjLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/X_7OnPpqdZE/s72-c/2399756858_54c351c705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-6695825244499829970</id><published>2010-01-07T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:59:08.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song most suit our relationship~ according to you ~ orianthi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm stupid, I'm useless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I can't do anything right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm difficult, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;hard to please, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;forever changing my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm a mess in a dress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;can't show up on time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;even if it would save my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;But according to him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I'm beautiful, incredible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;he can't get me out of his head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;According to him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I'm funny, irresistible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;everything he ever wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Everything is opposite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I don't feel like stopping it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;so baby tell me what I got to lose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;He's into me for everything I'm not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;according to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm boring, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm moody, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;you can't take me any place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm the girl with the worst attention span; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;you're the boy who puts up with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I need to feel appreciated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;like I'm not hated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;oh-- no--. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Why can't you see me through his eyes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;It's too bad you're making me decide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;According to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you're stupid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you're useless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you can't do anything right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;But according to him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I'm beautiful, incredible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;he can't get me out of his head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;According to him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I'm funny, irresistible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;everything he ever wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Everything is opposite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I don't feel like stopping it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;baby tell me what I got to lose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;He's into me for everything I'm not, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;according to you. [you, you] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;According to you. [you, you] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;According to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm stupid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm useless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I can't do anything right~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5498022631773498867-6695825244499829970?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/6695825244499829970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=6695825244499829970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6695825244499829970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6695825244499829970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-most-suit-our-relationship.html' title='song most suit our relationship~ according to you ~ orianthi'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-4476274526544538100</id><published>2010-01-01T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:06:21.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year eve.. shryne see people's feel.. oh crap~</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;1st, shryne wish everybody happy new year..&amp;nbsp;today, 1st of january in my&amp;nbsp;mind i must settle up all my mess of my pass.. there is a lots of thing i must face it, i cant ignore it forever, its my fate.. i cannot do other thing to upgrade myself if i haven done my base.. so, this is my plan, im goin to use half of 2010 to settle up all my mess.. this is my 2010 goal !!! &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*i know its small but this really help me a lots to make me walk better..&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ok now, how i celebrate my count down yesterday.? im thinking of have some chilling activities v some of my best frens.. obviously they not really available for me for this special day.. T.T, so sad.. anyway, im still enjoy yesterday.. this is because i still have my bobo &amp;amp; my very old machi frens celebrate v me.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;the club is damn crowded &amp;amp; freaking smelly v those snowy spray things.. the most funny is my 2 gangs of pl they have their own table, which is most easy to recognize.. my bobo's table is at girls toilet there &amp;amp; my frens's table is at guys toilet there.. so i can easily find both of them.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;im so busy walking here &amp;amp; there to entertain both of them.. lolz.. go here dance a while, go there drink a while.. lolz, like a liqour gal.. im so enjoy club or hang out v alex &amp;amp; jinda them.. they make me really enjoy the enviroment, so miss the time when we always together since we all in form 3.. 3 of us hugging together dance then alex suddenlly say out he is so happy &amp;amp; cant believe so many years edi we still can be together until now, jus poor nicole she stuck in jam at kl so cant come over.. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;when the party goin to end, most of the pl r drunk.. especially my fren's table.. i go to their table for last round, mr k seriouslly cant stand edi, he freaking drunk like hell.. i keep holding him &amp;amp; also entertain him dance a while suddenly he tell everybody he wan bring me home v him.. fuck ! i was shock..?? no la, i know him, fren don sleep v fren.. haha.. i know he is too lonely &amp;amp; sad cos keep heard he say to chloe that he is giving up.. (a girl he love so much) yes, man..!&amp;nbsp;forget her since she don appreciate u, there still a lots of flowers waiting u out there.. whole new year, whole new life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;jus now&amp;nbsp;chat v&amp;nbsp;michelle on phone.. miss her &amp;amp; whole gang of them so much.. she &amp;amp; K still at s'pore &amp;amp; K's company is totally handle by him now.. so proud of him can success his goal b4 he 25 years old.. lolz.. cant believe he did it.. of cos, there is 1 more thing make me happy that is my 2 dear dear din forget me~ haha, they got wish me on time on yesterday.. hehe.. jus hate K ask me don keep change bf anymore, be steady.. swt, since when i keep change bf after the bastard..?!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;hng, u duno me K, im good gal now..! muaahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ok, thats all my crap here.. phiew... now im goin to reach my little goal since i've say it here edi.. if not u guys sure laugh a me talk nonsence.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;happy new year my friends..! xoxo, muakz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-4476274526544538100?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/4476274526544538100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=4476274526544538100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/4476274526544538100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/4476274526544538100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-eve-shryne-see-peoples-feel-oh.html' title='new year eve.. shryne see people&apos;s feel.. oh crap~'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5555018984897106997</id><published>2009-12-25T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:32:59.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shryne's christmas ~ love</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;hi, shryne back~ jus wake up from sleep, waiting my bobo wake up so take sumtime upload my happy christmas share v u guys 1st..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;hehe.. this year my christmas is simple but i enjoy well which is v mr lovely bobo &amp;amp; my sweet family, js a only thing quite waste is cant celebrate v my babes.. all of them have their own entertaintment especially, our B mia back to vietnam.. but its ok, as long i got wish them on time &amp;amp; give them christmas present 1st.. hope u gals love&amp;nbsp;the christmas present.. xoxo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ok, now.. i lazy to type more, so let the pic say everything. show time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*pic quality is low, cos i forgot bring camera so use hp.. haha XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW2BTzXCMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CYVxXQ99r2k/s1600-h/apl062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW2BTzXCMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CYVxXQ99r2k/s320/apl062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;present for my babes..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;christmas eve :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW2iB2lLkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RYvrqo27xXo/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW2iB2lLkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RYvrqo27xXo/s320/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;cooked by bobo, deco by ham bao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW29VHCppI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3qX2NZAriBM/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW29VHCppI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3qX2NZAriBM/s320/DSC00069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW3PaJ6agI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9YbYvC4uuac/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW3PaJ6agI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9YbYvC4uuac/s320/DSC00074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;bobo trying his chicken chop, hmm.. just nice ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW3leStX2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/PKQANpkjiQQ/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW3leStX2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/PKQANpkjiQQ/s320/DSC00073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;white wine of the night~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW31VjYodI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qvc1IdnunKA/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW31VjYodI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qvc1IdnunKA/s320/DSC00084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;appetizer of the night, so cute~~ XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW4ihJmd4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/RTPSBqRworI/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW4ihJmd4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/RTPSBqRworI/s320/DSC00072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;tada~ jingle bell jingle bell~ our christmas tree.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;after lovely dinner of cos is ........ rest la.. hahaha.. so full so must rest lo.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;*blush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW5Nz8w2AI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cyVf3qWXKcg/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW5Nz8w2AI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cyVf3qWXKcg/s320/DSC00077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;i know its ugly, but bobo like it so ok la..! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW5kvtC7dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HNRIOKaQOGo/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW5kvtC7dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HNRIOKaQOGo/s320/DSC00075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW6JubB17I/AAAAAAAAAIc/l6f9ZO3lM-I/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW6JubB17I/AAAAAAAAAIc/l6f9ZO3lM-I/s320/DSC00078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;bobo k.o d after xoxo things.. *blush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW6cBGDfeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MDbvt4S8jf0/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW6cBGDfeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MDbvt4S8jf0/s320/DSC00082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;so, dats all my christmas eve.. merry christmas.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;xoxo, muakz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW6uDBmvaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Vpn5LNkEmXA/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW6uDBmvaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Vpn5LNkEmXA/s200/DSC00083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5555018984897106997?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5555018984897106997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5555018984897106997&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5555018984897106997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5555018984897106997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/12/shrynes-christmas-love.html' title='shryne&apos;s christmas ~ love'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SzW2BTzXCMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CYVxXQ99r2k/s72-c/apl062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-187055761933412240</id><published>2009-12-14T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:10:20.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shryne's december~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi december.. wat is in shryne mind thinking of december..? Christmax!! but my dear december.. now leave christmas 10 days more.. there is a lots of thing happen in this few weeks.. nah, jus small little things.. but its enuf make me headache like hell.. so,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st thing first.. my another dear dear finally settle all his shit come back to his family, hope he wont make my dearest god father disapointed anymore.. dear dear, u know in this world u &amp;amp; him is my only dear dear.. luv u~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd, finally i've settle up m 21st birthday plan.. even its not a big plan, but wat i wan for my birthday is all the pl i love happy always obviously will be enjoy on my birthday celebration..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd, sad thing come.. T_T&amp;nbsp;my bobo... there is something happen between us.. our 1 year relationship now is facing a very hard time.. but in my mind, i think we will be solve it out soon.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; our relationship will be super duper SOLID~ muahahah *blush*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4th, mom &amp;amp; bro jus tel me our family have invest a very big plan.. now our family facing a long time war for 7 years.. hope daddy&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; mommy can solve it asap.. &amp;amp; we as children will be suppport &amp;amp; love&amp;nbsp;u guys always..^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5th, ngek ngek, there is something shryne decided wanna ERASE it FOREVER.. but i chicken XD, need my B's support.. hehe *shy shy*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yada yada~~~ that all, shryne wanna shout it out before christmas.. phiew~ feel a little bit release~ no choice la.. my B all busy today.. wanna release also hard, so jus crap it here.. hahaha.. okey dokey, prepare my party mood enjoy B outing on this coming thursday... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* now shryne's word B is goin from babe become bitch soon.. muahaha (evil)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*for 1 day only la.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-187055761933412240?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/187055761933412240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=187055761933412240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/187055761933412240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/187055761933412240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/12/shrynes-december.html' title='shryne&apos;s december~'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-9124801120010635328</id><published>2009-12-05T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:40:32.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HoHoHo..! Chr!stmaX Com!ng... ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Sxs9dpdcxbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/64XJkj-nQFw/s1600-h/AAAAAsaovW8AAAAAAH2yPg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Sxs9dpdcxbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/64XJkj-nQFw/s200/AAAAAsaovW8AAAAAAH2yPg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yeah.. my nightmare goin to over soon.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;My Chistmax mood slowly&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;now.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;keep thinking of wat present for my best friends &amp;amp; &amp;nbsp;family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;lolz, of coz family easy la.. cook for them lo.. hohoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;hmm, for my luvly&amp;nbsp;bobo..??? Appeton weight gain.. ngek ngek ngek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Lastly, for my babes..hehe..*blush..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;im so happy its been damn long time i've never buy christmax present for frens d..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;i think its been almost 5 years after my dear dear, K***** leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;argh, don think abt it la.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;ok, i've use almost 3 weeks time to search, finally... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;i've buy something cute to u all la.. hahahha blek.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Sxs9hdDAlkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NxMhnsRD9fM/s1600-h/JACK_SKELLINGTON__SANDY_CLAWS_by_favius.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Sxs9hdDAlkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NxMhnsRD9fM/s200/JACK_SKELLINGTON__SANDY_CLAWS_by_favius.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-9124801120010635328?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/9124801120010635328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=9124801120010635328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/9124801120010635328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/9124801120010635328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/12/hohoho-chrstmax-comng.html' title='HoHoHo..! Chr!stmaX Com!ng... ♥'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Sxs9dpdcxbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/64XJkj-nQFw/s72-c/AAAAAsaovW8AAAAAAH2yPg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5785404537352409571</id><published>2009-11-28T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T03:37:17.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chun bo? ~~~KARMA~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=182877471991&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=a42f095b5ddbbd0070f06d0b0b54dd67&amp;amp;position=4&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" href="http://apps.facebook.com/mentaltest-zvaenss/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;趣味測試看透你三生三世 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;心理測驗，結果是&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=182877471991&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=a42f095b5ddbbd0070f06d0b0b54dd67&amp;amp;position=4&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" href="http://apps.facebook.com/mentaltest-zvaenss/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;蝴蝶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;你在前世有過這樣的經歷：前世的你是個侵略性很強的人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;你擁有顯赫的家世與出眾的才貌，所以你很霸道，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;你經常欺騙真心待你的人，還愛玩腳踏兩條船的遊戲。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;上天對你的所作所為很不滿喲！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;於是讓你在今世裏變成一個脆弱的人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;你必須重新建立良好的做人原則才能得到幸福。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*今世的你:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;今世的你是個喜歡呼朋喚友的人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;愛熱鬧，一刻也停不下來。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;只有在人多的時候，你才有安全感，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;你害怕落單，所以時時刻刻都要一大幫子人圍著你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;你就像個脆弱無力的小孩一樣，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;一點小小的打擊就能致你于死地。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;這樣的你缺乏自信以及缺乏成熟的頭腦，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;活在別人翅膀底下可不行喲！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;你喜歡細心週到型的感情模式，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;你在戀愛的時候會變得格外地憂柔寡斷...，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;所以就會顯得不乾脆，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;這樣的你很容易嚇跑個性強的人喲！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;你的愛情攻勢很任性呢！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*你的缺點:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;過於情緒化的你依賴性太強，心態幼稚的你喜歡被別人呵護，做事缺乏判斷力和獨立性，連一點點小小的波折都經不起呢！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*今世跟你速配的人:想轉世做金魚的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5785404537352409571?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5785404537352409571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5785404537352409571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5785404537352409571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5785404537352409571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='Chun bo? ~~~KARMA~~~'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-164921311276093893</id><published>2009-11-07T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:10:39.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who let the dogs out ! woof woof !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D.O.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;shryne gonna be crazy after see all my frens surrounded v dogs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;being my bf 1st thing must have dogs.. argh ! love dogs so much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but my weirdo daddy owned a pet shop when i was child, he sell every pets except dogs &amp;amp; cats.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;swt... he afraid of it.. duh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXuH6DlvTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WAnt38N7I_U/s1600-h/4L93ECAQJPU3SCA4EZMD8CA7E96WFCAIO4L9ACA3MS7V4CAAZ14KSCAO7SAR1CARBBKWBCA315U7SCATQ8WIPCAOFF72WCAIOEVB7CA81I0CYCAPFO0PUCAKI7PFACASXZRK8CA2Y11P9CASO1DY7CAHKVOZF.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 66px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 64px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401485147711585586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXuH6DlvTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WAnt38N7I_U/s200/4L93ECAQJPU3SCA4EZMD8CA7E96WFCAIO4L9ACA3MS7V4CAAZ14KSCAO7SAR1CARBBKWBCA315U7SCATQ8WIPCAOFF72WCAIOEVB7CA81I0CYCAPFO0PUCAKI7PFACASXZRK8CA2Y11P9CASO1DY7CAHKVOZF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;farnie daddy so big size scare of small furry thing.. muahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;he dunno how adorable the dogs are.. wuu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok, staright to the shit i wanna shout it loud !!! i wanna have a dog !!! i cant stand anymore !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DOGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DOGGIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DOGSSSS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401481644993607762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXq8Bai-FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/G6D3QxWFzwY/s200/lia-stein-dogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After discuss v my damn bro.. add this minus that, we left 2 option.. there is 1 big dog &amp;amp; a small dog.. '&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;HUSKY&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MALTESE&lt;/span&gt;' guess wat?? because my bro wan &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white colour&lt;/span&gt; dog.. argh... fine, because for small dog i prefer schnauzer, but my damn bro say look so old...(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;his face not much differant la&lt;/span&gt;) haih... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SO pls give me some option which dog i should choose ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1st: Maltese..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXsExwGcOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/h58ePlunBAw/s1600-h/jeofsbbajenp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401482894919495906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXsExwGcOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/h58ePlunBAw/s200/jeofsbbajenp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXsgOrbfcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_OduuP2VqO4/s1600-h/maltese_dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401483366541000130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXsgOrbfcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_OduuP2VqO4/s200/maltese_dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;or 2nd Husky..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXtDTROFLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EqUuA0wAwrY/s1600-h/Siberian-Husky-Pups-dogs-6390616-1280-800.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401483969068668082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXtDTROFLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EqUuA0wAwrY/s200/Siberian-Husky-Pups-dogs-6390616-1280-800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXtbHSTJTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/n0UJ6AhNpPo/s1600-h/husky-dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401484378168829234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXtbHSTJTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/n0UJ6AhNpPo/s200/husky-dogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*wat am i thinking is, if i have maltese then can wear watever freaking cute costume to it ; other than that, if i have husky then i can bring it to fight wif Gizmo &amp;amp; babe vic's Baobei for revenge..!! muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5498022631773498867-164921311276093893?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/164921311276093893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=164921311276093893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/164921311276093893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/164921311276093893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-let-dogs-out-woof-woof.html' title='who let the dogs out ! woof woof !'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SvXuH6DlvTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WAnt38N7I_U/s72-c/4L93ECAQJPU3SCA4EZMD8CA7E96WFCAIO4L9ACA3MS7V4CAAZ14KSCAO7SAR1CARBBKWBCA315U7SCATQ8WIPCAOFF72WCAIOEVB7CA81I0CYCAPFO0PUCAKI7PFACASXZRK8CA2Y11P9CASO1DY7CAHKVOZF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5503490260313864665</id><published>2009-10-20T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T08:55:26.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i still miss u.. unforgiven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;phiew.. finally take a damn deep breath ask abt u.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 years edi, i still miss u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ur pic still in my wallet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've never tell any new frens abt u.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wat u've done to me ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is unforgiven..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im the 1 who take down my face beg u back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ITS VERY EMBARASED DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cool blood u, leave me v'out a word...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, i ask pl abt u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its stupid act&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jus know its ur final year in mlys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no matter u still miss me ono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still remember me ono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I, 'dai gu jie'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U, 'dai yi ma'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy ever after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of cos wish our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'mommy' also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still remember our song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;G.L.A.M.O.R.O.U.S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5503490260313864665?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5503490260313864665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5503490260313864665&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5503490260313864665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5503490260313864665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-still-miss-u-unforgiven.html' title='i still miss u.. unforgiven'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-2640633118908349814</id><published>2009-08-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:26:23.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankz v'out let u know &gt;&lt;"</title><content type='html'>today.. shryne is very bad in mood in the morning when after back from college... she got some tragedi.. worst thing from a bloody slut biatch.. actually shryne edi have sense of get this tragedi happen bt this is more worst than she think.. anyway, i don wan talk abt this anymore.. pl who know me will can guess wat the hell happen on me again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right.. talk abt who shryne gal wan to thank... hehe, guess who??!! is my dum dum, bobo, &amp;amp; lovely babe nick.. hehe, bobo is enjoy playing his favourite dj mixer player now wif dunno wat am i doin over here.. the song he play is my favourite r&amp;amp;b song.. he is getting improve his skill now.. is he gonna be dj in future?? nah! i wont let him be, later those gal in club snatch my bobo away.. haha.. so selfish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y suddenly talk so far?? lolz... crazy me.. ok, back to main..&lt;br /&gt;after i back from college, the 1st person i wanna talk is babe ken, i know he is busy working in singapore now.. i don wan let him know how useless am i... i was very down &amp;amp; dissapointed 2 myself.. feel like i better do as my mom say...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; jus go work dun nid study since i don like 2 study..&lt;/span&gt; bt mom, if wan me work, wat job should i do?? there 2 job offer to me in good salary only, jus modelling in s*** bmg, or be air stewardess... this 2 job make me feel more useless.. i have been heared a lot of bad thing abt this 2 job especialy gossip thing or girls fight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i head damn pain like hell keep on worry this &amp;amp; that.. i feel like wanna release try find sum1else 2 talk... so i called my babe gurl victoria... the funny thing is i dunno how 2 talk 2 her.. i feel like don wan let any1 else know how useless am i.. haih........&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; shryne gonna crazy la !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@#$^*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is drive car like crazy 2 cool myself down.. i love to cry in car.. dunno y, haha how freak am i.. swt thing is my tears didint out this time.. this make me more suffer..==" argh !!!! 2nd, i go play fb.. hahaha.. erm.. ok lo.. watch some korea stupid comedy laugh laugh a while den bobo come.. ask me out have lunch v him.. on the way to the stall we always go he suddenly feel like go sumwhere else eat &amp;amp; watch movie.. so we change our plan 2 times square..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo..!! its long time bobo never pursposely bring me go shopping &amp;amp; watch movie !! muahahaha.. how happy am i?? thank god mayb know i very bad in mood... at times square we go eat ayam penyet after buy movie ticket.. lolz.. the ayam penyet taste too dry.. break my mood, js like guys love 2 say "&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;potong stim&lt;/span&gt;".. dah! watever la.. after eat do wat??!!! of cos is all gal's love activities la !! shopping time !!! muahahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna shop as much as i wan.. but..... but.. but.....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; times square don have much the brand of boutique i wan !!!&lt;/span&gt; argh !! don care la.. js buy wat i like.. ngek ngek.. guess wat i buy ??!! lolz... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LALA&lt;/span&gt; thing.. hahaa... i've try a lot of skirt over there.. wow all price cheap like hell &amp;amp; so their materials also cant convience me 2 buy them.. lolz, the most funy thing is bobo "beh tahan" all the clothes i tried.. cos its too LALA.. hahha.. u know gals mus at least buy sumthing 1 la sine they edi step in mall.. so i jus cincai buy 2 skirt &amp;amp; 1 beach bag.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; another 1 cute bag is for my babe gurl vicki's bday present.. gurl, i've try hard 2 choose as cute as i can wif my ur so called too mature taste.. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very very happy after back from mall today... mus thanks 2 u, bobo.. help me release my bad mood.. phiew... release !!! muahahah.. thank you...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-2640633118908349814?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/2640633118908349814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=2640633118908349814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2640633118908349814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2640633118908349814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/08/thankz-vout-let-u-know.html' title='Thankz v&apos;out let u know &gt;&lt;&quot;'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-3010177545603361832</id><published>2009-07-15T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:53:19.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter for u..</title><content type='html'>I know u wont see my blog even u help me create it.. i jus wanna say out my final feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do u really love me ? I mean in sincere, do u ever think of marriage ? If u do love me then how u show me your love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, i know u love me all the time, especially beginning of our relationship, we have been gone through many thing before our relationshp start. But is it through by heart i dont know, i always doubt it. I do think of our marriage, because u always talk about it when we together. But is it the end of our love sory is happy ever after ? I do always love u, u know it, u can feel it, but u feel irritating with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Babe, u always dont care anything at all because u dont want do extra thing or u lazy with it. Even your girlfriend u can leave her back alone when during her birthday. Never think of any plan for her when her birthday, just leave her alone have supper at mcD count down her own birthday and walk at mall alone during her birthday. How u can be so cruel to me ? I dont know whats my wrong, i have this kind of worst birthday in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We always argue, we also argue at christmas, new year eve, chinese new year, my birthday, valentine, your birthday &amp;amp; any other celebration. Normal days, we sure argue more than 5 times a week. U always make excuses of discount your care &amp;amp; love to me by your experience with your ex. Is it u should do this kind of fucking thing to me ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Babe, since u so lazy &amp;amp; dont care at all. So, what my conclusion is its time for me to let u go ahead enjoy your own lazy life. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U know what i want from from u, u know its easy, u still lazy to change it&lt;/span&gt;. I start lazy to love u since u so lazy. Bye, my bobo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, babe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-3010177545603361832?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/3010177545603361832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=3010177545603361832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3010177545603361832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3010177545603361832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/07/letter-for-u.html' title='A letter for u..'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-7241143070239175003</id><published>2009-07-01T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:04:41.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of mood ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One year once funeral coming soon.. ken, michelle, anna, nick, bryan, jordan, kim and shryne..... eight, just left 8 of us only... where the others 10 pl going ?? its been 6 years edi... people coming its getting less n less.. this 6 years a lot of thing happen.. i lost a lot of thing, i lost my fren, my career, my true love again and again.. its 3rd time i lost my dearest man last year.. its my revenge for what i've done for the pass.. what should i talk to them when i see them since the worst mistake i make last year? time go so fast, its almost 1 year edi.. its 1st time i so blur choose not listen to them, make them sad n worry abt me again n again.. when i get hurt, they worry me like hell keep on asking am i fine and take good care of me when i back from the hell place.. i know im so selfish and childish always don like 2 face the truth when somethng unhappy happen, i jus know hide behind of u all only.. i feel so guilty when everytime think of babe postpone his career at singapore jus becos of me.. im sorry babe.. hmm, now i think i know wat to tel u when i meet u edi.. hahax.. i think u'll be very proud of me when u hear wat i've done n learn for this 1 year.. miss u all so much, and also the life of hip hop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-7241143070239175003?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/7241143070239175003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=7241143070239175003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/7241143070239175003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/7241143070239175003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-kind-of-mood.html' title='What kind of mood ???'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-1060644870969534259</id><published>2009-06-18T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:26:35.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im so lonely, feel so empty.. Cant believe my 1 more important pl leave me...... why ! why u all must leave me alone here..? All of my dearest leave is for their future, that i can forgive.. But u ! u this stupid bastard ! how cum u so stupid do this kind of thing ! why u so stupid mix with those kind of pl make u go in this fucking shit road ! u say jus do it 1 time only but how ?!! now this 1 time make u cant come back anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my dear, i really dunno wat happen to u.. i dunno why u wan do this but do u ever think of ur family be4 u did ths ?? do u know godfather &amp;amp; mom very worry and sad abt u when i go visit them after this incident?? last year i tot u edi mature, wont simply make mistake anymore.. since u take over ur dad's business every1 is looking good at u even mr.K** also.. me &amp;amp; godfather, ur dad was proud of u also.. after the incident which hapen on me last year, its almost 1 year i never meet u edi.. i know we can meet each other and our gang on our fren's funeral.. but now, we cant see u anymore or maybe 10 years later.. dear, u're the 1 who also protect me so much as ur real sister even our relationhip end, u stil care for me so much.. i really cant take this fate that i'll lost u jus like this.. i cant believe it.. i duno wat to say, i jus know im freaking mad at u !! Damn u ! u seriouslly is a stupid asshole ! however, jus take k whereever u are.. we will miss u so much,gor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-1060644870969534259?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/1060644870969534259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=1060644870969534259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/1060644870969534259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/1060644870969534259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/06/helpless.html' title='Helpless...'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-3807296952619444964</id><published>2009-06-08T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:37:40.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What love is ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Si07_e095ZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oFvclv7k31o/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344994294551668114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Si07_e095ZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oFvclv7k31o/s200/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are a lots of question i feel like every pl can't explain the best question is WHAT IS LOVE ?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344992219492111394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Si06GsoN1CI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2Q-ED5GFJkU/s200/the-love-guru.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q : What is love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt; : Love is care the person more than urself..&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; (bullshit! if u care urself than how u able to care other pl!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A, from wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; : Love, as an abstract concept, love usually refers to a deep, ineffable feeling of tenderly caring for another person. Even this limited conception of love, however, encompasses a wealth of different feelings, from the passionate desire and intimacy of romantic love to the nonsexual emotional closeness of familial and platonic love to the profound oneness or devotion of religious love. Love in its various forms acts as a major facilitator of interpersonal relationships and, owing to its central psychological importance, is one of the most common themes in the creative arts. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(wow, so detail til i stil not understand this crap)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344994288910583714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Si07_J0Bx6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/gWN6TQ8nk1k/s200/love-wallpaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is some answer from 4-8 years old kids.. Its awesome ! Easy, short &amp;amp; straight !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.' Rebecca- age 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.' Billy - age 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.' Chrissy - age 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.' Terri - age 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.' Danny - age 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.' Bobby - age 7 (Wow!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.' Noelle - age 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,' Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.' Cindy - age 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken..' Elaine-age 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.' Mary Ann - age 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it.. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.' Jessica - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344992218278816050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Si06GoG8aTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PjKHTUoHDUs/s200/LOVE-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the final one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, 'Nothing, I just helped him cry'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm..... so its LOVE, its important in many ways even in even those boys &amp;amp; girls method, family &amp;amp; others.. actually i dunno wat am i talking abt bt i really like all the answer from those kids, its very meaningful.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/5498022631773498867-3807296952619444964?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/3807296952619444964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=3807296952619444964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3807296952619444964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3807296952619444964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-love-is.html' title='What love is ?'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/Si07_e095ZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oFvclv7k31o/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-2323802250965696686</id><published>2009-06-03T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:12:34.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I mad at u ??!!!!!</title><content type='html'>gal, u're my best ever fren even i dunno u got treat me as like this be4 or not.. but i really treat u sincerely.. when in secondary, u know there are a lots of thing happen around us, all our frens.. but u know, i would never lie on u.. i always stand by u no matter wat happen.. even u're making some wrong decision, yes i'll scold u &amp;amp; keep on advise u like grandmada but u know de end i support u &amp;amp; prepare 2 lend u my shoulder when u need it.. im always there for u, u're the only 1 i say out all my secret, when im freaking happy &amp;amp; not happy, im jus thinking to find u out.. i miss the time u came 2 my house overnite &amp;amp; u not dare 2 wake up eary than me den i always took pillow 2 knock ur head.. i miss de time we almost everyday hang out together even jus go for a lunch o wat, cos we'll feel damn weird if we din meet each other 1 day.. then u went to kl study early dan me.. first few weeks, we chat in phone everyday, haha, funny there is 1 time we both pursposely don wan cal to each other for 1 week den we complain each other to our bf.. there are a lots of memory abt u.. i always act stupid &amp;amp; 4give u when u did sumthing wrong o take benefit from me cos i treat u as my best true fren even i know sumtime i fierce when im not happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gal, u know ?? its been near 1 year edi.. u seldom ask me out.. u always busy when i ask u so.. u beeing more &amp;amp; more strange to me.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how cum u not dare 2 cum my bday party alone since u're most close to me ?? even pei ling this little gal she aso dare to cum alone, cos she treat me as her good fren.. why? why u cant ??!! my heart really pain when im thinking of my best fren didnt come on my big day ?? de feel is fucking lonely, lonely dan being single..&lt;/span&gt; yesterday, again.. u dissapointed me again.. finally u say u're free to hang out yam cha v me.. i was so happy cos can share my all recently unhappy things v my best fren.. but de end, 8 pm i call u, u say u need wait for sum1 to give things, fine, i wait for u another hour.. 9 pm, u called, u ask me 2 wait for u until 12 am (means 4 hours) cos u got thing to do again but u never told me wat it is so dat i can have a reason to 4give u.. NO ! u never ! den until 1.20 am, u msg me ask me stil wanna hang out ?? sorry babe, its too late..(not de time, is u make me hurt) i dunno wat kind of emo i can use 2 face u..  u're my best true fren, how true ? 1st, i would never ever lie on u. 2nd, im always true to u, happy o unhappy. 3rd, im always stand by u no matter wat happen with no doubt........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now.. im doubt abt u.. i think i shouldnt mad at u.. maybe u're not my last time *po anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hope u happy ever after with ur own life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-2323802250965696686?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/2323802250965696686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=2323802250965696686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2323802250965696686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2323802250965696686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/06/should-i-mad-at-u.html' title='Should I mad at u ??!!!!!'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-8584139437494962991</id><published>2009-05-30T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:10:59.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little devil, Gizmo..~~"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dear little devil, gizmo.. 1 and half years old male silky terrier, damn hyperactive, super noisy, sometimes look loving &amp;amp; love pretend pity’s smart ass.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341678027779186338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SiFz3WZJnqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8cEuf2gsRZQ/s200/P1010434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR GOAL KEEPER, GIZMO.. WOOF WOOF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His perfect move is ‘gong xi gong xi’ or please please, love to climb up stair dunno wat he busy abt, wat I love most is he can be future england ‘goal keeper’ he can catch ball perfectly and the only 1 I hate most is he love to ‘marking’ every corner of the house.. And and he love his ‘wiffy’(small pillow) very much, he will be crazy if he saw u hide his lover.. haha&lt;br /&gt;The only thing to aware abt my litle devil, gizmo is everyone especially stranger must say hi to gizmo 1st when come in to house if not he sure bark non stop &amp;amp; hate u.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently my this little devil was very unlucky, few weeks ago his ear was infected after went grooming from pet shop.. he keep on scractch his ear until bleed, den we bring him to vet.. haih, pity him need to wear the thing( sumthing like umbrella) to cover from let him scratch his ear again.. the most sad part is we need to wash his ear every day for 2 weeks, I not dare to wash his ear cos I really sad to hear his pain.. I feel very sad &amp;amp; pain for him when see babe &amp;amp; his bro them wash his ear.. he cry very loud &amp;amp; pee cos too pain &amp;amp; scare.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341678031039822482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SiFz3iii-pI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iqk6pTuncOk/s200/14042009554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341678037456337330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SiFz36cXObI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qv5hPe7L7jk/s200/14042009558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS WHEN HE USED TO THE 'UMBRELLA' ~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then today his right eye cant open, heard ‘dai sou’ say is he hurt by soap.. haih, poor gizmo need to wear the ‘umbrella’ again.. its been whole day edi, we’ve try all we can do but ur eye never really open.. now my mood jus like u very down, see u not in mood to play I dunno wat to do jus look at u lying on floor rest ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-8584139437494962991?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/8584139437494962991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=8584139437494962991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/8584139437494962991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/8584139437494962991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-devil-gizmo.html' title='Little devil, Gizmo..~~&quot;'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SiFz3WZJnqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8cEuf2gsRZQ/s72-c/P1010434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-3295853556412031368</id><published>2009-04-27T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:05:24.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want know more abt me..? Shryne name represent me</title><content type='html'>Shryne,&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~get it..? if get it pls tel me.. i stil not (100%) get it.. lolz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-3295853556412031368?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/3295853556412031368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=3295853556412031368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3295853556412031368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/3295853556412031368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/04/want-know-more-abt-me-shryne-name.html' title='Want know more abt me..? Shryne name represent me'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-5934866206930801584</id><published>2009-02-24T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:13:27.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BAD sister..</title><content type='html'>Today is my bro's 1st day went back his college after his business course foundation.&lt;br /&gt;I edi move out our house few months ago and he dont know abt it. Luckily i call him last week tell him abt i move so that he can stay at grandma house 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He call me when i was in class waiting to present my stupid presentation which is rushing done by this morning. He tell me that he edi find a room nearby his coll which is at de shophouse. I know all de shophouse very lack facilities and uncomfortable so i dowan let him stay there and ask him why don stay v me. Then all the word he answer me really make me realize &amp;amp; awake abt my personality. He say I seldom went back hum leave him alone at hum always den he need to have dinner alone, and do everything alone. I really feel I'm a seriously damn bad sister. I remember last year is his 1st year at coll den he always sick cos he cant get use all de food at kl and drink very less water, he is too new here and me this bloody sister dun even take care of him keep on hang out v my ex bf even he is fever. I really feel so guilty to him, be as sister never care abt own bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei, shirley really feel so sorry to u.. pls forgive me and i promise we will stay happier this time, u wont be alone anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-5934866206930801584?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/5934866206930801584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=5934866206930801584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5934866206930801584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/5934866206930801584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-so-sorry.html' title='A BAD sister..'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-6574050269607128061</id><published>2009-01-22T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:39:12.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sad ar sad ar.. how cum I suddenly sick jor?!! Last nite I was very active run here &amp;amp; there at the mall searching pink polo-t for ma babe.. ngek ngek, dat is his 1st pink colour shirt wo.. hehe, so proud of it...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294156399580014482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SXifMh5T55I/AAAAAAAAABo/JWpHqthzPGg/s200/P1010256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Babe, must wear it oOoOoO.. i sure ur mommy luv it.. muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today all a plan cant go jor lo.. cant have sweet warm dinner v ma babe, and sharon them and also cant go for our gathering at m.o.s club.. sad.. 2moro dear Victoria them gonna back hometown edi.. haih, really hate this fever make me cant see ma dear Victoria &amp;amp; jesslyn for 1 last time.. anyway, I will miss u gal so much..&lt;br /&gt;YoOoOo, I wan go play at m.o.s.. now lying on bed look at da clock da time near &amp;amp; near to 11 pm make me hope I suddenly recover le.. haih, I think now they sure very enjoy edi.. cos tonite damn many pl going even our very goodboy collmate, lawrence going aso.. sure very fun lo.. swt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haih, sad ar.. now so many pl going back humtown edi even ma babe aso( hng, angry u) make me duno wat to do during Chinese new year.. LONELY I MRS LONELY......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294156400989200018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SXifMnJSXpI/AAAAAAAAABw/wHpMs_6ggiM/s200/P1010259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;swt, babe wanna bring ma duck duck back humtown.. poor duck duck sure get torture by him.. wu~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-6574050269607128061?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/6574050269607128061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=6574050269607128061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6574050269607128061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6574050269607128061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2009/01/unlucky-day.html' title='unlucky day'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SXifMh5T55I/AAAAAAAAABo/JWpHqthzPGg/s72-c/P1010256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-2684150891680590114</id><published>2008-12-17T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:28:47.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me know, give some comment..</title><content type='html'>last nite i was chatting v 1 of my old buddies, stanley.. we chat all abt my stuff.. den he say something quite true to me.. but i dont know its real or not.. pls, let me know.. he say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;men always remember the ppl who make them cry but most will stay with the girl who make them smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;while women always remember men who makes them smile but finally stay at the men who always make them cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, as a girl.. i don think i would like to stay with the man who always make me cry.. but i know i still love the person who make me cry always.. dats not his fault, is i cant explain to him wat i've done on that time.. its all my fault.. haha, me this stupid girl always think that if i don have that kind of pass then i think i sure can live happy ever after with him jus like a very normal girl.. but that kind of life wont let me have a part of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see edi mus leave some comment oOoOoOO.. i really wan to know its real or not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-2684150891680590114?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/2684150891680590114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=2684150891680590114&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2684150891680590114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2684150891680590114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-me-know-give-some-comment.html' title='Let me know, give some comment..'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-2406783048839146737</id><published>2008-11-25T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:05:45.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;19 nov , today after watch movie, I went home on9 check mail.. I see his msg on msn.. he ask me giv him back his thing.. I msg him n discuss v him abt it.. at 1st I dun hav d feel 2 giv him back cos I dunno y stil dowan lost him.. d end in d conversation I have asked him : u really wanna clear up all d thing v me ?... he replied : yes.&lt;br /&gt;On dat time my heart totally broken, it was bleeding it was pain.. on dat time stupid me dunn wat to do jus keep on control my tears not to out.. cos I edi promise myself not to cry for this bastard anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I went to up stair, try to make myself slep, suddenly babe come in.. he can feel my sadness, he keep on ask me wat happen v me v d bastard.. Finally my tears raining out, i told him everything.. dat is really I 1st time cry when after d argument, it edi few weeks.. he tel me quite many story abt himself.. haih,cant believe he got dumb by a gal b4 dat time he aso very sad like me but he must face d fact, so dat he can live happily when recover.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We chat for few hours until d day morning d, my sadness aso follow d nite slowly over.. finally, I cry for u… haha, stupid gal.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-2406783048839146737?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/2406783048839146737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=2406783048839146737&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2406783048839146737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2406783048839146737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-broken.html' title='heart broken'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-7703213880961073698</id><published>2008-11-25T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:03:42.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont u feel im at ur side dat day ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday, I have skipped d class to accompany mr nick &amp;amp; alex bring mr james to hospital.. actually is I got a bit fever when after wake up.. hehe,  d cute fatty suddenly broke his ankle during working.. pls don work too hard man, take k ya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After see d doctor we went chili’s restaurant to have meal.. I feel very sad when heard he say he feel wanna cry when d 1st day his ankle broke.. cos he work whole day never have 1 meal den back home hardly staright slep d.. on next day, he hungry like hell n totally cant go down from bed.. he cant go anywhere, he cant go toilet cant cook, feel thirsty &amp;amp; his cigarettes also almost finish d.. on dat moment he feel suffer, no body at home can take k of him.. haih, pity him.. luckily d end his gf came from penang to take k him.. wat a sweet gal, &amp;amp; 24 good gf.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On 5pm, we rushing back to klia to fetch dear Sharon back from skol.. shit, whole ldp highway jammed like hell..suddenly, nick ask me is it ‘his’ car is pearl white myVi n d **** number plate, I was shock ! how he know.. suddenly his appear beside our car.. but it jus a while oly, we at d bridge, he is going under d bridge.. I turned ma head til almost 180 degree to look at him.. I really hope to see his face, but his car mirror tinted black in colour cant see it clearly.. swt.. nvm la, dats good also can let me 4get his stupid more faster.. haha..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we used 1 hour oly reach puchong den use another 1 hour again oly reach klia.. pity Sharon wait 4 us for 2 hours.. really so sorry dear Sharon.. haih.. dun angry ya, but I think u edi punished alex in room d.. haha.. jus jk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-7703213880961073698?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/7703213880961073698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=7703213880961073698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/7703213880961073698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/7703213880961073698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-u-feel-im-at-ur-side-dat-day.html' title='dont u feel im at ur side dat day ?'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-8767802466712855503</id><published>2008-11-25T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:54:57.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy bufday Shelly gal.. muakz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13 nov 2008 wed, that day is my lovely cutie collmate, shelly’s birthday. We all gals plan to celebrate it at pj 1u but dear Jessie she not sure the way to go then change the plan to sunway pyramid.. haha, swt… on the morning I tink shelly them keep on ask me fast go sunway pyramid meet them den I quickly prepare when after I answer the phone.. cos I edi late for d ‘date’ v bufday gal, shelly.. hehe.. when Im start going, suddenly they told me they finish have breakfast at sunway pyramid den try to go 1u.. so I go 1u, when on d way, suddenly a call from shelly again.. she ask me don go to 1u, its stupid Jessie play at me cos I late for few hours.. hehe.. but I din angry la.. cos im out from home oly.. hahaha, luckily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;When at sunway pyramid we 6 gals devided in 2 groups, cos shelly, joanne, n ‘ceiling’(sorry dunno how 2 type ur name,haha) wan to skating.. so me, Jessie, n Victoria this 3 lazy gals went shop around.. actually is shopaholic la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;3 of us went to a lot of shop d but din see anything dat is attract us.. got ! jus 1 pair of gold+black colour high heel shoes at guess in very attract us.. but for me dat shoe’s heel is too high for me this tall gal, its 4 inch high, summore it cost 400++ oOoOOo.. wa, wait til I found a gold turtle la.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;After shelly them finish enjoy their skating, we went to kim gary have some break.. we all plan to drink the big big cup of bufday ice tea together.. on d way we walking there, I have a weird feel on d restaurant but not sure abt it.. when reach there, we lok at d menu search the whole menu oly realize dat the big cup of ice tea rpomotio is not at kim gary, its at wong kok restaurant.. we all straight ‘za dou’ n laugh hardly..&lt;br /&gt;I can see there is a bit disappointed emo from shelly’s cute face.. but she say she is ver happy today, cos this is her 1st time celebrate her bufday v her fren if not she jus celebrate v her family oly.. on dat time I feel a bit sad den I straight change my plan I hold her hand faster wish her happy birthday(actually plan wan be d last wish her) n tell her dat from now  she every year will have a lot of fren celebrate her bufday v her.. shelly gal, wat a cute n pure gal I ever seen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We play n chit-chat around in d restaurant, we play til very crazy.. I can feel d area we sit is full of my stupid sound cos stupid Jessie keep on tickle me.. swt, I very scare of it.. den we all suddenly bcome camhoring again.. I took Victoria’s phone to see all d pic dat we took happily.. suddenly I see some of the pic dat we took at supper club few days ago.. I see his face in d phone, my heart straight pain like hell, my eye is flooding tears gonna out, I hardly control my feel n stoned look at d pic for quite long time.. suddenly they all ask y my face suddenly so dat emo but I jus say may I a bit tired den oly they continue chit-chat.. I look at them especially who r single can play n enjoy their life happily den I feel y I cant be like them.. so on dat time, I decided not to think d stupid bastard anymore !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Life for yourself Shryne girl !!! gambade neh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-8767802466712855503?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/8767802466712855503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=8767802466712855503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/8767802466712855503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/8767802466712855503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-bufday-shelly-gal-muakz.html' title='Happy bufday Shelly gal.. muakz'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-1219170871329516569</id><published>2008-11-25T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:46:18.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. am i so dat stupid ?? always let gal fren betray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. am i so dat easy trust pl ?? always know get cheated at d end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. am i so dat easy bully ?? always let gal bully only, until up to ma head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. if im really this kind of pl, wat for being ma fren ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls don hurt me anymore.. going b crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-1219170871329516569?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/1219170871329516569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=1219170871329516569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/1219170871329516569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/1219170871329516569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I ?'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-823148596031315411</id><published>2008-11-25T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:32:54.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUGGIES</title><content type='html'>Last night after taking nice bath, I take a big shirt wear then lying on bed chatting v friend. Suddenly I realize that the shirt I wear is yours. Even when I am chatting with friend then about you suddenly. Haha, crazy me. This (edwin)shirt I keep it in the deepest part of my cupboard, dunno y suddenly i take it and wear. I feel comfortable when wear it, it still have your perfume smell. Swt, it make me can’t sleep well whole night, it makes me keep thinking of you, feel want find out the feel every time you wear this shirt hug me when sleep. That time I always complain want huggies. The end, whole night can’t sleep, because don’t have the feel. Haha. My mind is full of memories that you give it to me. It was very blur, but I know all is those sad memories. Want happy memory ? Got, the time when u came my home. That’s all… Haih, that few month really feel like I am a totally single girl. Haha, 1 year edi. Shryne, jus let it pass.. hope u happy ever after n appreciate your good gf now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-823148596031315411?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/823148596031315411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=823148596031315411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/823148596031315411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/823148596031315411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/huggies.html' title='HUGGIES'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-6688947840324169668</id><published>2008-11-25T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:31:02.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like this, hope can b do it also.. (Which 1 do u like ?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;1. Don’t compare yourself with anyone in this world;&lt;br /&gt;    If you compare , you are insulting yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. No one will manufacture a lock without a key ;&lt;br /&gt;    Similarly God wont give problems without solutions .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Life laughs at you when you are unhappy;&lt;br /&gt;    Life smiles at you when you are happy;&lt;br /&gt;    Life salutes you when you make others happy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Easy is to judges the mistakes of others;&lt;br /&gt;    Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes .&lt;br /&gt;    It is easy to protect your feet with slippers than to cover the Earth with carpet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. No one can go back and change a bad beginning;&lt;br /&gt;    But anyone can start now and create a successful ending .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;6. If a problem can be solved, no need to worry about it .&lt;br /&gt;    If a problem cannot be solved what is the use of worrying ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7. If you miss an opportunity, don’t fill the eye with tears .&lt;br /&gt;    It will hide another better opportunity in front of you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. “Changing the face” can change nothing;&lt;br /&gt;    But “Facing the change” can change everything .&lt;br /&gt;    Don’t complain about others;&lt;br /&gt;    Change yourself if you want peace .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;9. Mistakes are painful when they happen .&lt;br /&gt;    But year’s later collection of mistakes is called experience,&lt;br /&gt;    Which leads to success .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;10. Be bold when you loose&lt;br /&gt;    And be calm when you win .&lt;br /&gt;     Heated gold becomes ornament,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Heated copper becomes wires,&lt;br /&gt;     Depleted stones becomes statues .&lt;br /&gt;     So the more pain you get in life&lt;br /&gt;     You become more valuable .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;11. Every successful person has a painful story,&lt;br /&gt;    Every painful story has a successful ending .&lt;br /&gt;    Accept the pain and get ready for success .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-6688947840324169668?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/6688947840324169668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=6688947840324169668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6688947840324169668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6688947840324169668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-like-this-hope-can-b-do-it-also-which.html' title='I like this, hope can b do it also.. (Which 1 do u like ?)'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-2829766390565307935</id><published>2008-11-25T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:25:47.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This called LOVE ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nowadays, still got 1 man love a girl so much.(My gud buddy) He almost everyday take around 2 hours drive his car to accompany the girl he love for the only few hours until midnight. And then early in the morning he need wake up and work again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This morning, he told me this week he sleep not more than 3 hours.. And he owes those money lenders a lot of money.. Everyday he spends almost 100 buds just for the girl.. He very suffers in this kind of life bt he still wan continues.. This is because he love her.. He told me a lot of gud thing abt the girl.. He said the girl elder than him 1 year,23 years old, working at boutique, never date v guy b4, very pure and gentle.. Bt in my eye, I always hear the girl scold and say rude in d phone and treat him quite fierce when I 1st time see the girl at the boutique she work, I was so shock when see the girl. Her style was a so sexy, sleeveless top with a mini skirt, hair so funky and big smoky eye make up.. So, do u feel the girl exactly same as wat he say ??!!! God, I don think so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now, he got so many problem cants solved.. Bt he still sacrificed himself for the girl..&lt;br /&gt;I’m very angry abt him and scold him hardly bt he still want to be with the girl.. I really very worry if the girl doesn’t wan accept him.. More than 2 month edi, the girl still haven accept him.. He still hardly treats the girl nicely and gives everything she wants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh my frens, is any1 can tell me wat 2 do so that he can realize wat his wrong or right ??&lt;br /&gt;Pls let me know wat 2 do..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-2829766390565307935?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/2829766390565307935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=2829766390565307935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2829766390565307935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/2829766390565307935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-called-love.html' title='This called LOVE ?'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498022631773498867.post-6661494687902392939</id><published>2008-11-25T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:17:05.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~fren and best fren~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I’m hoping to get a few back, I know I have some friends out there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; calls your parents by mr. and mrs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; calls your parents dad and mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; has never seen you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Best Friend:&lt;/span&gt; has always had the best shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; never asks for anything to eat or drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; opens the fridge and makes herself at home ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; asks you to write down your number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Best friend :&lt;/span&gt; they ask you for their number ( cuz they can’t remember it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; has a closet full of your stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; only knows a few things about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; could write a biography on your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; will always go with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; would ignore this message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; will reply me back say: I am your best ever friend !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friends Forever!&lt;br /&gt;Written with a pen&lt;br /&gt;Sealed with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;If you are my friend,&lt;br /&gt;Please answer this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are we friends or are we not?&lt;br /&gt;You told me once, but I forgot..&lt;br /&gt;So tell me now and tell me true,&lt;br /&gt;So I can say , I am here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the friends I’ve ever met,&lt;br /&gt;You’re the ones I won’t forget.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498022631773498867-6661494687902392939?l=ggshryne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/feeds/6661494687902392939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498022631773498867&amp;postID=6661494687902392939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6661494687902392939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498022631773498867/posts/default/6661494687902392939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggshryne.blogspot.com/2008/11/fren-and-best-fren.html' title='~fren and best fren~'/><author><name>shryne shirly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15658113953631083300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VJL92316gk8/SSxNJRY156I/AAAAAAAAAAM/luLqVeHlagE/S220/25092008258.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
