<?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-13297627</id><updated>2011-06-26T20:29:57.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yuana Shakira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13297627.post-111821839144769664</id><published>2005-06-08T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:13:11.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married for 80 years!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A british couple recognised as having had the world's longest marriage ever recorded celebrated their 80th anniversary yesterday and revealed the secret to wedded bliss as never letting arguments fester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, as 105 year old Percy Arrowsmith puts it, the regular use of two words: " Yes, dear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Arrowsmith and his 100 year old wife, Florence, were married on June 1, 1925.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple have three children, six grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of newspapers featured their story yesterday, with Mrs Arrowsmith attributing the success of their union to hard work and never going to bed with an argument unresolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't often quarrel. We never go to bed as bad friends." "If you've had a quarrel, you make it up - never be afraid to say sorry," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to The Scotsman, Mrs Arrowsmith revealed last month that they still kiss each other every night before going to sleep and hold hands, adding: "He can't settle down if i'm not holding his hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arrowsmiths have been certified as record-holders by the Guinness Book of World Records, the reports added, beating a Japanese couple who stayed together for 78 years and 296 days from 1926. And with a staggering combined age of 205, they also hold the title for "oldest married couple's aggregate age". - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Taken from the Singapore Stairts Times June 1, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i know that true love do exist, it's more on how we make things out. When i'm married someday, i'll surely take their advise seriously. But right now, live singlehood as happily as i can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13297627-111821839144769664?l=yuanashakira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/feeds/111821839144769664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13297627&amp;postID=111821839144769664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111821839144769664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111821839144769664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/2005/06/married-for-80-years.html' title='Married for 80 years!!!'/><author><name>Yuana Shakira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13297627.post-111821453782914382</id><published>2005-06-08T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:11:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sylvia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I watched the movie 'Sylvia' half way through the end and this movie is about a poetress who married a poet and after having two kids together, her husband had an affair with another poet's wife. They got to know each other when Sylvia and her husband sold their apartment to them. And since they have some thing in common, Sylvia offered her friendship to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sylvia always known of her husband flirtatious behaviour and she's always knew in her heart that her husband will have an affair sooner or later and that really upset her. After they settled in their country home and after Sylvia gave birth to her second child, Her Poet friend and his wife came over to visit them for the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not sure if she were happy to receive them but when they arrived, she realised that her hubby is giving special attention to his friend's wife and Sylvia is annoyed. The signs became so obvious at the dinner table and she could not control her feelings anymore and shown her disagreement infront of her guests which makes them very uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After dinner, all four of them were listening to the radio and soon after her husband got up and went into the kitchen to do some cleaning up and immediately his poet friend's wife join him. Sylvia watched them for a moment and she was so sure that there's something going on between them and without a second thought she confronted them.Her husband denied her accusation and told Sylvia that she was just telling him about her dream. Sylvia still unhappy turned to her poet friend and order him to leave her house first thing in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that incident, her husband went away for a couple of days. Sylvia saw her husband drove off and she went into the house straight to his study table. There she found some letters and also pictures of him with his mistress. With anger and sadness all inside her, she tore all his works and photographs and burnt them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When he got back from his passioante trip, Sylvia told him that she found out the truth and asked him to leave. Sylvia went back to live in london with her two children, she channelled her sadness to her work when she realised that she's lonely and needed a companion. Her friend told her to forgive her husband and accept him back to her life and so she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She invited her husband over and for some reasons they made love and she tried to convienced her husband to leave his mistress and live happily as a family and pretend that all these did not happened. She was shocked when he said that he can't leave her because she's pregnant and Sylvia was speechless!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the same night, she decided that she had enough of misery and wanted to end her life. She made breakfast for her children for the last time, kissed them good night and said that she love them. Before she leave the room, she opened up the window and after she closed the door behind her, she sealed them with tapes. She went to the kitchen, turn on the stoves and closed the kitchen door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's really sad to see a woman suffer because of a man she loved. And that ungrateful man, didn't appreciate her at all. When her husband saw her dead body and he began to cry and kissed her forehead. This act is simply disgusting, he should not have cried for her because he never felt for her and he only thinks of himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People should die happy not sad. If this kind of thing happen to you, all you have to do is move on and be happy of what you got. Be successful and be better than the person who betray you and do hope to find someone better than him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13297627-111821453782914382?l=yuanashakira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/feeds/111821453782914382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13297627&amp;postID=111821453782914382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111821453782914382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111821453782914382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/2005/06/sylvia.html' title='Sylvia'/><author><name>Yuana Shakira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13297627.post-111751961177853823</id><published>2005-05-31T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T14:09:53.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastic surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you have a chance to change your face what would it be? This have to be done with surgery of course. Are you game for it? If yes, what happened if some where along the way something unexpected happened? Do you still want to take the risk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Reality tv has shown a lot of women undergone this risky and painful surgery. Most of it was a success but this remind me of one reality show title ‘ The Swan ‘, they hand picked some lucky ugly women and in some case they have beautiful face but maybe she doesn’t know the existence of make up and hair dos, they were asked of what they want to change physically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The first thing on the list is of course bust enlargement and next would be liposuction and the list goes on. They are quite lucky because they don’t have to pay a single cent but during the process they were not allowed to see themselves in the mirror and of course their rooms have zero mirrors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After the recuperation process ended, they will have a make over and once the beauty team dolled them up then they will see themselves in the mirror for the first time. They all looked beautiful but there’s something missing. I think they lacked of natural beauty, they looked so fake and this is sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I watch discovery health channel yesterday and there are two elderly women who wants to change their faces a little. They did this because they want to enhanced their look, to make them look younger and get rid of their turkey necks. And believe me these women look a lot better than those women who went to the swan programme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They may be a lot older but they have natural beauty in them. This factor really enhanced their looks. All they did was to remove some sagging skin off their faces and glam up. Anyway all of these women are happy about themselves and that’s all that matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As for the rest out there, try make over before thinking of plastic surgery. They are a lot cheaper and you’ll look great. You may not have the prettiest face on the planet but if you know the magic of make up, you’ll be surprised!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13297627-111751961177853823?l=yuanashakira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/feeds/111751961177853823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13297627&amp;postID=111751961177853823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111751961177853823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111751961177853823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/2005/05/plastic-surgery.html' title='Plastic surgery'/><author><name>Yuana Shakira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13297627.post-111751756449336063</id><published>2005-05-31T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:40:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do i think of blogs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think owning a blog is cool, you can fill in any simple, fantastic or even silly thoughts in it. But then again, we should think twice of what we want to put in. If you want to share your opinion on certain issues like what I am doing, I think that’s fine but if you were to detail your personal life through a blog, I think that is unwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Some people treat blogs as a cyber diary, all I know is that diary is a very personal item. Normally you don’t let anyone read your diary but when you treat your blog as a cyber diary then it’s not personal anymore. Meaning whatever good or bad deeds you did people will know. Now, isn’t it bad? It’s good to share all the good things you’ve done with people you know through a blog but when you list the bad things that you’ve done, don’t you feel embarrassed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Everyone has their own opinion and certainly I have mine, it’s your choice what you want to write in your blog and maybe some people misunderstood the concept of blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I do read people’s blog, I have no idea who they are but what they write in it is very interesting. It’s interesting to read other’s opinion but not other’s personal life because all of us have a little secret and it’s best to remain as a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13297627-111751756449336063?l=yuanashakira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/feeds/111751756449336063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13297627&amp;postID=111751756449336063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111751756449336063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13297627/posts/default/111751756449336063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuanashakira.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-do-i-think-of-blogs.html' title='What do i think of blogs?'/><author><name>Yuana Shakira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
