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Blogger’s Dilemma

Should I switch to Blogspot?

I feel like it’s overrated.

But there has to be a reason most people use it, right?

I know it’s easier to use, in every way. And you don’t have to be a computer geek to get a nicer layout.

Thing is I’ll feel like a total loser only switching now O:

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And, there isn’t an app that lets me blog from my phone easily. Tried using Safari, but can’t post pictures from my phone. I can do that with WordPress.

Help.

Antisocial

I’m antisocial.

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And I complain about it.

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Is that normal?

Loved and lost

I’ve been blessed all my life, with things, whether concrete or abstract, I can only thank God for.

Today, if I were to count the number of tears I’ve shed in the past couple of months, the math could be done with a single hand. I may be unappreciative of some things, but I am with no doubt grateful to have what, and who, I have beside and around me, wherever I go, and at anytime of day.

But.
There’s always a but.

No matter how thankful I am for where I am today, there are some things missing, always; some things that I once had but lost not long after; some things I want back and never lost again.

If only friends were made by the snap of a finger, or a blink of an eye. Well, I suppose the best things in life don’t come easy.

All that’s left for me to say is,
I had never had such an amazing group of friends, one that I can be around without bearing any stress or doubt in mind. Though we still talk, laugh, and share personal information, that’s all done individually now, and I’m afraid some things have been long lost and it won’t be easy finding them and bringing them back.

I have done things I regretted, but later realised that what’s done is done and those are scarring words I can never take back. Misfortune, misunderstanding, unwanted reappearances, scattered sequences of events that lead to mishap – these are occurences that cannot be avoided.

Fate is often a depressing main road, because we tend to focus on the lemons thrown at us, and not on the lemonade we get to make out of them.

Well, I’m still learning how to make this so called lemonade. I may be in acceptance, but a part of me still wishes I can go back in time and replay my dearest memories.

I miss those days, and well, what can I say – If only (:

Love, Sheryl.

P/s: FyZ.

I render myself speechless.

Hellooooooooo

Haven’t been posting lately. I guess lately there hasn’t been anyone I wanted reading my blog :D

Really. I won’t even try to hide it. I admit that I blog for somebody. I want someone to read my posts. Either someone in particular, a group of people, or everyone. Well, it always changes, depending on, I suppose whoever my infatuation is at the moment? Or if I’m pissed at someone but am too afraid to confront him slash her. Whoever it is, I don’t blog for no reason. I mean, why else would anyone keep a blog? If you wanted to rant, you’d keep a diary.

Well, unless the blog is private. That’s prolly cos somebody wanted to keep a diary but preferred typing to handwriting. OR, he slash she wanted people to know he slash she has a blog, but not publish it, so people would get curious. And well, that indirectly attracts attention. Aha! I see right through you people ;)

Or, fine, maybe he slash she didn’t want parents or teachers reading his slash her blog. And that just means the blog would not have been private if it wasn’t for unwanted readers. So that’s not counted (:

So, analysing my theories above,
bloggers are attention seekers.

And would you look at that: the nerve I have to make that statement IN MY BLOG (I wanted to italicise that but I’m blogging from my phone and I can’t do that so I had to capitalise instead).

So that explains why I haven’t been blogging I guess. Cos it would only make sense that the only person I would want reading my blog right now is someone I can text at any time I like, for any reason whatsoever, or none :D

So why am I blogging now, you ask.

Frankly,
I have no idea.
I guess my theories are, simply,
Inapplicable (:

You are the antidote to all my misery :D

I just got off the phone with Ali, supposedly wanting to go to bed early tonight, but me being me, I just had to do something before knocking out. So I did a bit of bloghopping, and I noticed something really eyeopening – people are so emotional these days. I’m going from blog to blog, and every next post I read has something to do with love, or life, or depression, or misery… Reading my own posts now it’s like, wow, suddenly I feel so shallow. People go all out with “life’s a bitch”s and “why me?”s, and my previous post is about… oversized jeans (:
I guess right now i’m just a happy person. A couple of months ago, I wasn’t that much of an outsider in the misery department. But of course even further in the past I could’ve probably been considered a veteran. I had my share of life-threatening, suicidal blog posts, and crying myself to sleep was as much a routine as brushing my teeth is. Except half as frequent of course. I wasn’t the one going around patting everyone’s backs, offering a shoulder to cry on. I wasn’t happygolucky, worry-less, or carefree. I wasn’t. But now, present moment, current phase – I might just be. And I have my boyfriend of one and a half weeks to thank for that (:
Every morning when I wake up, there’s a text message waiting to greet me. And now instead of me crying into the pillow every night, he calls just to talk or even stay silent as if the phone bill is nonexistent (:
Throughout the day I’m not alone. And in case it hasn’t been obvious, loneliness happens to be a significant factor of depression. And I don’t mean ‘I’m sitting in a corner of my room and there’s no one in the world to talk to me’ lonely. You could be talking to seven hundred people and IMing with another seventy, and you could still be lonely. Hence the expression ‘alone in a crowd’.
Well I, Sheryl Goh, am not alone, anywhere :D and it’s all cause of my retarded alien boy who never fails to make me feel like a princess (:

They say love is overrated. But guess what? Ratings are overrated :D I love you, Alistair Sean Penafort (:

Boyfriend cut jeans O:

Ohmygosh!

Now at the very top of my To Buy list:

THIS IS HOT O:

I mean the jeans, bytheway.

Just had to post that. Goodnight (:

Sometimes, all you need is a little humility.

Losing a friend is nothing like losing a boyfriend.
When your boyfriend leaves you, a part of him is left with you.
When your best friend leaves you, he takes away a part of you.

A lot happened in the first half of this year. I’ve lost a lot, found a lot, changed a lot, and learned a lot. Lots of ups and downs that don’t really show from a distance. Actually, they didn’t really show even to me. I got over losses pretty quick, and exam stress has made time seem to fly by. Things seem to flash past me nowadays. I can hardly point out anything that happened since the year started til now. It’s been seriously hectic, and I didn’t even realise it. And the weather – are words really necessary?

Anyways,

Happy birthday Anir :)

,Sheryl.

Sugar, spice, and everything so damn bloodey nice.

Hellooo :)
I’m at Le Meridien now, having a buffet dinner with my family and Rina’s, minus dads. Super duper bloated, it’s a struggle to sit up straight.
Checked in at the hotel at 3pm today, dumped our overnights in the room, left Irv and akak at the pool area, then went to the coffee house for a drink. Fortunately, Le Meridien has free wifi. After our coffee and teas, we went up to the room and lazed around for a bit. The room tho, doesn’t offer free wifi, so I decided to go for a walk in search of it. Found it, facebooked a bit, then got a call from mum saying Rina’s here. Went up, changed, then went for dinner.
Dinner, by the way, was awesome. At this moment I’m walking out of the restaurant. Rina’s saying, “aauugghh, I can’t even bend my stomach!” bahahah, so can I actually :D
Anyways I think I’m walking out of wifi zone, so I’ll stop here.

Goodnight :)

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Don’t guys know not to talk about other girls? D:

especially those they obviously are/were interested in.

myGoddd, just make up your mind lah.