<?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-517080139940587557</id><updated>2011-10-08T01:50:48.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shyzie Whines a Lot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shyzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765202231413028214</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/-xiKQbDJgtXk/TV69vsJKquI/AAAAAAAAAQY/O5gF7E0Ez2w/s220/n1626465793_39579_1044.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-517080139940587557.post-7134626199019799102</id><published>2011-02-18T12:12:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:50:25.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Just a rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[ Personal post - If ya'll don't like negativity &amp;amp; drama, don't read this. ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it always another girl? I don't understand why this always seems to happen in life. I understand there are many other girls who go through the same problem, &amp;amp; the adults say "It's just a part of life, and growing up", but if this is a part of life, then I don't want to be apart of it. I don't want all of my relationships &amp;amp; trust to go down the drain. I do not want to live knowing that the person I love the most romantically is eventually gonna' get up &amp;amp; walk away. That's just not fair. Sure, 'life isn't fair', but it fucking should be. I do all I can in my own life to make sure I'm living it respectively &amp;amp; right in what I believe &amp;amp; feel. I never try to hurt someone (I &lt;u&gt;usually&lt;/u&gt; never do, even by accident), I don't do drugs, I'm not an alcoholic, I don't smoke, I'm not a whore/slut, I don't deceive others with black lies, I don't abandon my friends, I don't hang all over guys, I don't do anything particularly and noticeably "bad". So how come I can never get what I desire in the end? All I really want is a special person to share my life with me. Basically, a 'soul mate'. I don't want them to just be my friend, I want them to be my lover. I'm sure everyone, well.. almost everyone, wishes for this as well, or at least somewhere deep inside of them they do. I'm not sure if this is impossible, but it's sure seeming like it is so far.. but.. why? Can people just not control themselves? Sometimes I wish everyone or even just myself would vanish from the world with such silly impossibilities.. I guess there's still 'hope' though. Prolly' the only thing keeping this world going still (or at least humans).. I wish I could find someone that would take this fear away from my heart.. y'know, without stomping on it at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quote of the day:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bullshit is bullshit, no matter the amount of sugar sprinkled on top." - Shyzie&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/517080139940587557-7134626199019799102?l=shyzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/feeds/7134626199019799102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/7134626199019799102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/7134626199019799102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-rant.html' title='♥ Just a rant.'/><author><name>Shyzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765202231413028214</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/-xiKQbDJgtXk/TV69vsJKquI/AAAAAAAAAQY/O5gF7E0Ez2w/s220/n1626465793_39579_1044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-517080139940587557.post-1095373966873890650</id><published>2011-02-15T16:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T16:19:40.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Back to school.</title><content type='html'>The second semester of school started a little while back, so now I'm back in school again. My classes are pretty cool, and I'm doing alright in them so far, although I've missed a few days already ( at least I haven't been skipping. xD ). I have Science Gr10, &amp;amp; three alternative courses ( They're basically outdoor ed, health, &amp;amp; a free time class - They're supposed to help you get more interested in school ). I know a couple of people in Science already, and there are a few other familiar faces ( although I don't know anyone really well in the class besides Brii, but I'm still not too fond of her since the whole 'issue' ). My other three classes are basically all the same, they're in the same room with the same teacher every period. The kids in the class are alright, but they're very different from me.. it's hard to explain without causing any offense. I feel like I'm the 'odd one' in that class. The people are nice and all, and I'm sure they'd be fun to hang around, but.. they're not the type I could become friends with, I think. Maybe I just assume too quickly, but that's just my thought. - So far I haven't had any real trouble outside of school either. I haven't run into anyone that I wouldn't want to run into, &amp;amp; I don't recall anyone starting any problems with me.. at least, none that are important enough to remember. The only real problem I'm having right now is some instability with my emotions, but it's nothing major, &amp;amp; I'm keeping it under good control. I'm also getting off of the Depo ( definitely not helping my sanity, aha. ), and going on the patch to help my body get back to normal ( I don't really need to get on another birth control, cause' I'm not in a relationship &amp;amp; I don't really plan to be anytime soon, but.. the nurses told me it would help regulate certain things ). - So... that's about it. I guess things are content for me right now, lol. There's nothing else I can think of that would be even remotely interesting to ya'll, so I think that's it.. Oh, one more thing: I have brown hair now. :3 It's not as brown as the picture I posted down below, really. I think it just turned out that color cause' of the contrast, I dunno.. xD But I like it. o3o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1D7VFBmcNC0/TVrtHqjEbmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZECAByU0MuM/s1600/Brown%2BHayurr.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574028204760657506" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1D7VFBmcNC0/TVrtHqjEbmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZECAByU0MuM/s320/Brown%2BHayurr.jpg" style="height: 196px; width: 147px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brown Hayurr. ^o.o^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/517080139940587557-1095373966873890650?l=shyzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/feeds/1095373966873890650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/1095373966873890650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/1095373966873890650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-school.html' title='♥ Back to school.'/><author><name>Shyzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765202231413028214</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/-xiKQbDJgtXk/TV69vsJKquI/AAAAAAAAAQY/O5gF7E0Ez2w/s220/n1626465793_39579_1044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1D7VFBmcNC0/TVrtHqjEbmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZECAByU0MuM/s72-c/Brown%2BHayurr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-517080139940587557.post-2703145938784514826</id><published>2011-01-09T18:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:10:50.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Home, again.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating in awhile. :3 I've been distracted with other things lol. - I returned from my trip to BC about a week and a half ago. The trip was long, but it was worth it. I got to see Dad and the rest of the family again, including Amber teh kitty. 83 I also came back with a brand new laptop and some clothes. &amp;amp; while I was there I piggied down a buncha' grandma's homemade sugar cookies. - YUM. xD Benjamin ( Uncle Kevin's doggy ) was also a little bit nicer to me this time lolol. Last time, he growled and barked at me a lot. D: This time he kinda' just ignored me. o.o Better than the growling though.. xD - Now that I'm home, I'm having a lot of fun with the laptop. :3 It's definitely a lot faster than the Notebook I was using before. Except, my internet is so crappy that I can't play Fiesta or PWI. ;-; and sometimes it takes awhile to load up a page. But I suppose it's better than nothing. o-o Or at least, better than the Notebook lmfao. Anyways, here's a couple of pictures I took in BC. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TSo-js00Y3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/G34T1rrNRos/s1600/166421_164730803571561_100001039270798_359825_4277273_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TSo-js00Y3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/G34T1rrNRos/s200/166421_164730803571561_100001039270798_359825_4277273_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took this picture on my recent trip to BC.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TSo-h-7uRdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/015YMyuVjFU/s1600/60958_141436219234353_100001039270798_231977_519506_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TSo-h-7uRdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/015YMyuVjFU/s200/60958_141436219234353_100001039270798_231977_519506_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture taken last year. ( 2009 )&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/517080139940587557-2703145938784514826?l=shyzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/feeds/2703145938784514826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2011/01/home-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/2703145938784514826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/2703145938784514826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2011/01/home-again.html' title='♥ Home, again.'/><author><name>Shyzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765202231413028214</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/-xiKQbDJgtXk/TV69vsJKquI/AAAAAAAAAQY/O5gF7E0Ez2w/s220/n1626465793_39579_1044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TSo-js00Y3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/G34T1rrNRos/s72-c/166421_164730803571561_100001039270798_359825_4277273_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-517080139940587557.post-1077309041746237299</id><published>2010-12-06T17:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:16:41.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ HYPER, DUH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;KAY SO, I was all like "Hewww.." in the morning cause' I was all like "Lonelyyy.. D:" &amp;amp; I couldn't tell if I overslept or needed more sleep, but then.... MY PHONE CAME BACK TO LIFE. YAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ So now a day I thought would be kinda' shitty, is GOOD. 8D As my mother always says: "THANK YOU UNIVERSE!" xD So yeah. :3 Now I can talk to peoples again. *Sparkles* &amp;amp; I'll be getting internet tomorrow. 8D So happy. *Dunce dunce dunce* But yeah. xD That's about all that's happened today. I've been bored out of my mind. D: AND I'M HUNGRY. But I'm about to go scavenger for some food downstairs after I'm done writing this entry. xD So yeah. :3 Fewd nao, BAI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/517080139940587557-1077309041746237299?l=shyzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/feeds/1077309041746237299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2010/12/positiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/1077309041746237299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/1077309041746237299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2010/12/positiveness.html' title='♥ HYPER, DUH.'/><author><name>Shyzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765202231413028214</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/-xiKQbDJgtXk/TV69vsJKquI/AAAAAAAAAQY/O5gF7E0Ez2w/s220/n1626465793_39579_1044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-517080139940587557.post-1807178535548092141</id><published>2010-12-05T16:31:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:16:15.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Pocky.</title><content type='html'>Sorry about deleting my previous posts if anyone wanted to read them. I'm going to try and make this blog as positive as I can, so I decided to delete the posts I had before because of how negative they were. So this blog is basically starting over lol. =P&lt;br /&gt;To start things off.. I DROPPED MY PHONE IN THE TOILET. DD: and now it's more than definitely dead. ;-; I'm still waiting a few days to find out if it'll come back to life.. but I think I fried it. x_x I made the mistake of trying to turn it on while it was still wet cause' I was panicking. If my phone does not live, my lesson is learned ( Never bring your phone into the bathroom with you, and don't try to turn it on after you drop it in water ). I may have to get a new phone this Christmas instead of getting a lappy if dad lets me. ;-; Hopefully it doesn't come to that though and my phone comes back to life. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;On a better note.. :3 I have a pet kitty now. His name is Pocky. He's about 3-5 months, I'm guessing. We intercepted him from getting checked into the SPCA. They didn't have room for him when he was brought in, so mum &amp;amp; I took him home with us. o3o Except.. He had fleas. xD We treated him today &amp;amp; shiz, but yeah, it sucked lol. We spent 2 hours with him in the bath tub picking the fleas off of him. Poor guy. But yeah. :3 He's a wonderful handsome little ball of furr, and he's very hyper-active &amp;amp; clumsy. He attacks everything, even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; if it's not moving. &amp;amp; he jumps around the room like a maniac. xD when he walks, he wobbles. &amp;amp; when he tries to lick his back he falls over. He's the cutest little thing and I ish keeping him forevers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="150" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547314235079999042" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TPwE5-dpPkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jTDaqu4xWM8/s200/35455_158541534190488_100001039270798_322751_312847_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;This ish Pocky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TPwHttp0lCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kl5Otc6iCS8/s200/SAM_1615.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TPwHpkT88cI/AAAAAAAAAPs/RvMHFm4pCpE/s200/154200_158542074190434_100001039270798_322753_3455489_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are two of my most recent photos. Juss' so people are updated. ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/517080139940587557-1807178535548092141?l=shyzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/feeds/1807178535548092141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/1807178535548092141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/517080139940587557/posts/default/1807178535548092141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shyzie.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-happiness.html' title='♥ Pocky.'/><author><name>Shyzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765202231413028214</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/-xiKQbDJgtXk/TV69vsJKquI/AAAAAAAAAQY/O5gF7E0Ez2w/s220/n1626465793_39579_1044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xM2Sa-vvVy4/TPwE5-dpPkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jTDaqu4xWM8/s72-c/35455_158541534190488_100001039270798_322751_312847_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
