<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>

<rss version="2.0" xmlns:blogChannel="http://backend.userland.com/blogChannelModule">

<channel>
<title>TheShyGirl的主页</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl</link>
<description></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 20:48 EST</pubDate>
<lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 20:48 EST</lastBuildDate>
<generator>Zorpia.com</generator>

<item>
<title>DEPRESSION VS. SADDESS.</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1658678</link>
<description>
  &lt;p>&lt;strong>&lt;font color="#b42b89" size="5">About Depression vs. Sadness&lt;br />(http://www.find-a-psychologist.com/conditions/depres&lt;br />sion.htm)&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />the test&lt;br />(http://www.findingstone.com/servi&lt;br />ces/tests/depressiontest.htm)&lt;br />i got an: 72&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />How do you know when what you are experiencing is just a bad day or something more serious? We all have our ups and downs depending on how our day or week is going. The transition from bad day to rut to clinical depression can be gradual and leave even the strongest person thinking, &quot;What is wrong with me? I just have to try harder! Why am I so lazy? Why can't I get out of bed?&quot;&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />SIGNS OF CLINICAL DEPRESSION&lt;br />Concentration is often impaired&lt;br />Feeling fatigued after 12 hours of sleep&lt;br />Inability to experience pleasure&lt;br />Decrease in appetite or food loses its taste&lt;br />Increased isolation&lt;br />Feelings of guilt, helplessness and/or hopelessness&lt;br />Sleep disturbance or unable to fall back to sleep&lt;br />Thoughts of suicide&lt;br />Change in personality&lt;br />Missing deadlines or a drop in standards&lt;br />Increased alcohol/drug use Increased sexual promiscuity&lt;br />Increase in self-critical thoughts with a voice in the&lt;br />back of one's mind providing a constant barrage of harsh,&lt;br />negative statements&lt;br />If someone experiences most of the above symptoms for more than two weeks, there is a good chance they are suffering from a clinical depression.&lt;br />&lt;br />Questions About Clinical Depression&lt;br />&lt;br />WHAT IS CLINICAL DEPRESSION?&lt;br />&lt;br />Clinical depression is a medical illness similar to pneumonia that even the strongest person cannot overcome without treatment. Clinical depression is similar to heart disease and cancer in that all of us have a susceptibility to each. If we have a family history of one of these illnesses, our susceptibility increases.&lt;br />&lt;br />This explains how some develop a clinical depression only after extraordinary stressors and others develop clinical depression seemingly out of the blue. Clinical depression is a very common illness that affects approximately 3-5% of the population at any one time. There is a 20% chance of having an episode of clinical depression at some point in one's life. The percentages are similar for the general population and college students.&lt;br />&lt;br />IS CLINICAL DEPRESSION TREATABLE?&lt;br />&lt;br />Clinical depression is readily treatable with counseling and/or medication. Medication can correct the chemical imbalance (low levels of brain serotonin and norepinephrine) that is found in people with symptoms consistent with clinical depression. Unfortunately, fifty percent of people who have clinical depression never get help and suffer silently. Untreated, the average clinical depression can last 9-12 months. With treatment, people often report significant relief within 4-6 weeks.&lt;br />&lt;br />WHO'S SUSCEPTIBLE TO CLINICAL DEPRESSION?&lt;br />&lt;br />Clinical depression often has its first onset in people between the ages of 18 and 22. Many stressors are inherent to these years, which may contribute to the onset of a clinical depression: separating physically and psychologically from one's family, managing the increase in freedom, dealing with the successes and disappointments that occur in academic, athletic, and extracurricular activities, developing and losing love relationships, many people experience death for the first time during these years with the loss of a friend or family member, choosing a major, finding a job, leaving the familiarity and security of college for the real world.&lt;/font>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Personal</category>
<guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1658678</guid>
<pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 11:16 EST</pubDate>
</item>

<item>
<title>when you look at me.</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1651220</link>
<description>
  &lt;p>&lt;strong>&lt;font size="6">&lt;font color="#b40b7f">&lt;font size="7">WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;strong>&lt;font color="#b40b7f" size="5">When you look at me, what do you see&lt;br />Do you see my inner beauty,&lt;br />My compassion or wit&lt;br />Or do you see that I'm fat and nothing more&lt;br />&lt;br />When you look at me, what do you see&lt;br />My twinkling eyes, my smile,&lt;br />My love for reading&lt;br />Or do you see that I'm fat and nothing more&lt;br />&lt;br />When you look at me, what do you see&lt;br />My passion for music, &lt;br />My glee for cooking, my love of animals&lt;br />Or do you see that I'm fat and nothing more&lt;br />&lt;br />If all you see is my fat,&lt;br />Then aren't you missing out,&lt;br />On knowing the wonderful person inside?&lt;br />When you look at me, what do you want to see?&lt;/font>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Personal</category>
<guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1651220</guid>
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 17:04 EST</pubDate>
</item>

<item>
<title>never drink and drive !</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1641888</link>
<description>
  &lt;p>
    &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0">
      &lt;tbody>
        &lt;tr>
          &lt;td class="xl" valign="top">&lt;strong>&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#a51477" size="6">&lt;/font>&lt;/strong>&lt;/td>
          &lt;td class="s_r">
            &lt;p>&#160;&lt;/p>
            &lt;p>&#160;&lt;/p>
            &lt;p>&#160;&lt;/p>
            &lt;p>&lt;em>&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#a51477" size="6">1 hour ago&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
          &lt;/td>
        &lt;/tr>
        &lt;tr>
          &lt;td rowspan="2">&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#a51477" size="6">&#160;&lt;/font>&lt;/td>
          &lt;td colspan="3">&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#a51477" size="6">&lt;img height="3" src="http://s.bebo.com/img/vid.gif" width="1" />&lt;/font>&lt;/td>
        &lt;/tr>
        &lt;tr>
          &lt;td valign="top" colspan="2">&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#a51477" size="6">&lt;img style="WIDTH: 4px; HEIGHT: 5px" height="5" src="http://file027b.bebo.com/9/small/2007/01/04/14/2242969692a3073193669b55584384s.jpg" width="4" align="right" border="0" />I went to a party, &lt;br />&lt;br />And remembered what you said. &lt;br />&lt;br />you told me not to drink, Mum &lt;br />&lt;br />So I had a Sprite instead. &lt;br />&lt;br />I felt proud of myself, &lt;br />&lt;br />the way you said I would, &lt;br />&lt;br />That I didn't drink and drive, &lt;br />&lt;br />though some friends said I should. &lt;br />&lt;br />I made a healthy choice, &lt;br />&lt;br />and your advice to me was right &lt;br />&lt;br />as the party finally ended, &lt;br />&lt;br />and the kids drove out of sight. &lt;br />&lt;br />I got into my car, &lt;br />&lt;br />sure to get home in one piece, &lt;br />&lt;br />I never knew what was coming, Mum &lt;br />&lt;br />something I expected least. &lt;br />&lt;br />Now I'm lying on the pavement, &lt;br />&lt;br />And I hear the policeman say, &lt;br />&lt;br />The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,&quot; &lt;br />&lt;br />Mum, His voice seems far away. &lt;br />&lt;br />My own blood all around me, &lt;br />&lt;br />as I try hard not to cry. &lt;br />&lt;br />I can hear the paramedic say, &lt;br />&lt;br />&quot;This girl is going to die.&quot; &lt;br />&lt;br />I'm sure the guy had no idea, &lt;br />&lt;br />while he was flying high, &lt;br />&lt;br />because he chose to drink and drive, &lt;br />&lt;br />now I would have to die. &lt;br />&lt;br />So why do people do it, Mum &lt;br />&lt;br />Knowing that it ruins lives? &lt;br />&lt;br />And now the pain is cutting me, &lt;br />&lt;br />like a hundred stabbing knives. &lt;br />&lt;br />Tell sister not to be afraid, Mum &lt;br />&lt;br />tell daddy to be brave, &lt;br />&lt;br />and when I go to heaven, &lt;br />&lt;br />put &quot;Daddy's Girl&quot; on my grave. &lt;br />&lt;br />Someone should have taught him, &lt;br />&lt;br />that it's wrong to drink and drive. &lt;br />&lt;br />Maybe if his parents had, &lt;br />&lt;br />I'd still be alive. &lt;br />&lt;br />My breath is getting shorter, Mum &lt;br />&lt;br />I'm getting really scared. &lt;br />&lt;br />These are my final moments, &lt;br />&lt;br />and I'm so unprepared. &lt;br />&lt;br />I wish that you could hold me Mum, &lt;br />&lt;br />as I lie here and die. &lt;br />&lt;br />I wish that I could say I love you, Mum &lt;br />&lt;br />So I love you and good-bye&lt;/font>&lt;/td>
        &lt;/tr>
      &lt;/tbody>
    &lt;/table>
  &lt;/p></description>
<category>Food &amp; Drinks</category>
<guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1641888</guid>
<pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 18:24 EST</pubDate>
</item>

<item>
<title>2 of my poems</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1631613</link>
<description>
  &lt;p>&lt;strong>&lt;em>&lt;font color="#a427a5" size="4">sway with the music.&lt;br />&lt;br />we all start out weak and small but, as we grow to be this strong and big beautiful thing. no matter how much you try to kick and/or push us down we wont timber down until we can't sway with the music of the wind anymore.&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&#160;&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;strong>&lt;em>&lt;font color="#a427a5" size="4">&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;strong>&lt;em>&lt;font color="#a427a5" size="4">&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;br />&lt;font color="#a427a5">&lt;strong>&lt;em>&lt;font size="4">&#160;&lt;br /> tears ive cried.&lt;br />&#160;&lt;br /> tears.....&#160;&lt;br />&#160;&lt;br /> as my red hot cheeks cool down from my tears of sorrow. tears of sorrow fall feverishly down my frying pan cheeks.tears of vextion fall angrily down my face.i'm yelling at my-self why do i have to be stupid? i'm crying tears of joy because once in my life i'm free of you. &lt;br />&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/strong>&lt;br />&lt;/font>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Hobbies &amp; Interests</category>
<guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1631613</guid>
<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 18:29 EST</pubDate>
</item>

<item>
<title>billie!</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1629100</link>
<description>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFGHHqz_CNA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allownetworking="internal" allowscriptaccess="never" saveembedtags="true" enablehref="false" enablejsurl="false" />&lt;/embed /></description>
<category>Music</category>
<guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.zorpia.cn/TheShyGirl/journal/1629100</guid>
<pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 15:35 EST</pubDate>
</item>

</channel>
</rss>
