http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/en-USMokoFeed10http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/9e/3005d0a74754da3a487d2fba521d81_160x200.jpghttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/09/04/swimming_my_life~1096129/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-09-04:/2006/09/04/swimming_my_life~1096129/Mon, 04 Sep 2006 14:18:22 +0200 <p><span>someone wrote this:</span></p> <p><span><br>-This is what makes you good in sports-<br> Real athletes swim... Everyone else just play games. Swimming isn't just an obsession, its life.<br> There are two kinds of people in this world, swimmers & people who wish they were. If swimming were any easier it would be football. The question isn't about who is going to let me. It&rsquo;s who is going to stop me. It&rsquo;s not how good you are...It&rsquo;s how bad you want it. Gold medals are not really made of gold... They are made of sweat, determination and a hard to find alloy called gold.<br> Real swimming is about those last laps, when the music in your head is gone, your arms are dead, and your legs feel like anvils. And all that is left is the power left in your heart, tat brings u all the way in. Once u r on the block, nothing matters but the race. When you go into a race thinking & "What if", you'll come out saying "If only". If u go in thinking "I can" you&rsquo;ll come out saying "I did&rdquo;. Just because u swim doesn't make u a swimmer. &ldquo;Winners train, losers complain..." When ppl ask me what sport I play...I say I don&rsquo;t play, I swim. Practice makes perfect is myth, the truth is, perfect practice makes perfect, but yet no one is perfect! I've been told swimming is a wimp sport, but I don't see it. We don't get time outs in a middle of a race, we can't stop and catch our breath, and outmost, there are no substitutions! Not all athletes wear shoes! When life tinkles in your pool of dreams, add chlorine and keep swimming. You&rsquo;ll have time to breath after the race! You know when u love swimming when u hit the water all your troubles seem to leave you, and when you can have the worst day of your life but when you dive in and concentrate on the water you feel relax and feel like you are out of your body and in a different world. You crave the competition of racing against a girl that might be a little faster and you need to beat her. That&rsquo;s when you know u love swimming.</span></p> <p><span>No matter how hard you practice...<br> Someone is practicing harder!<br> No matter how good u r....<br> Someone is better!</span> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/09/04/swimming_my_life~1096129/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/09/04/swimming_my_life~1096129/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/31/all_smiles~1085517/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-31:/2006/08/31/all_smiles~1085517/Thu, 31 Aug 2006 14:08:10 +0200 <p>Today is Malaysia's Merdeka Day... No one really cares anyway... So we had one day off. Cool! I spend the whole day doing what I should do. For the first time! Cuz on days like this, I would probably while away the time relaxing when I have so many things to do. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>I've just figured out that my life is somewhat great and miserable. I had swimming, friends that care for me, great relatives. On the other hand, my dad is always ruining things for us and sometimes I get betrayed by my friends. So, maybe I'm not so pathetic after all. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/31/all_smiles~1085517/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/31/all_smiles~1085517/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/27/school_s_reopening~1072682/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-27:/2006/08/27/school_s_reopening~1072682/Sun, 27 Aug 2006 08:01:08 +0200 <p>Cikgu Latif is still not back from Brazil yet. Yesterday training was... NOTHING! We didn't swim. I'm refering to Doreen, Mandel and me. SiowNgoh was the most hardworking one. She swam e-v-e-r-y thing we were suppose to do. Wow... Anyway, we did do 3/4 hundreds then stop to chat. Mandel told us about his school. haha... Oh yeah, HaoJie's mum went to Doreen's house or something like that, and he gave us keychains from Sukma. The thing is, the keychain he gave me and the keychain he gave the others was not the same. Weird. But, I like it. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>The swim meet on 16 of Sept is for swimmers 13 y/o and below. Aww man! That's sucks! I would go to this one if I'm allowed to swim... That's it. After Ong Kwee Hui, 2007's MSSD and MSSJ, NAG, I'll stop for good. Then, swimming will be history for me. *sob* I'm not going to training later. It'll be boring. After all, we'll end up playing. Might as well pack my school bag for tomorrow.</p> <p>School's reopening tomorrow. Ugh. I'm cleaning up my room. Living in a pig sty is a nightmare. Well, sort of. LOL.!! </p> <p>Ciao~</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/27/school_s_reopening~1072682/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/27/school_s_reopening~1072682/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/24/sob~1064884/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-24:/2006/08/24/sob~1064884/Thu, 24 Aug 2006 11:11:33 +0200 <p>My Life is a total disaster. My parents are robots. My brothers and I are ruin for LIFE. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/24/sob~1064884/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/24/sob~1064884/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/23/in_the_middle_of_the_night~1062114/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-23:/2006/08/23/in_the_middle_of_the_night~1062114/Wed, 23 Aug 2006 11:57:27 +0200 <p><em> Things could have been worse, dad would've probably thrown Eugene outta the house or killed him. Whatever... How could things happened this way? Eugene could've stopped the fight from starting. I mean, it really was his fault. He shouldn't keep pestering dad about why he can't work in Wind Valley. Dad's very tired after one whole day of work. Plus Eugene should know that dad had always been unreasonable. How could he make everything more difficult for mum and me? Ugh. So much for being thoughtful.</em></p> <p><em> As I lay on their bed listening to dad and Eugene argue, I was so afraid of anything bad was going to happen so I was like pinned down to the bed. I couldn't sleep when stuff like that is happening around the house. I remembered few years back, mum and dad had an arguement, I mean, they always had plenty, this was one of them when dad said he would probably burnt the house down when we're sleeping. I didn't know what made me so frightened, I stayed up the whole night trying to hear if dad's going near the stove to set the house on fire. I pricked up my ears when I heard any little sounds. Then, I realise he wasn't really going to do that and went to sleep. With no luck. Anyway, anytime like just now, if I were Eugene, I guess I am already dead. Mum and Dad, now Eugene too, have absolutely zero tolerance with that kind of behaviour of mine. But that's also probably why I'm always showing the "bad" me around the house. Not to mention I'm bringing it everywhere I go. I couldn't help but wondering why mum and dad let eugene and ben get away with it. Maybe it's because they are BOYS! You think so? uh-huh... or maybe Eugene is sorta "the heir" around here and Ben's probably beacuse he is... well... small? Sometimes, I  really wished I was born in some famliy where their don't raise their voice. But that'll be boring wouldn't it?</em></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/23/in_the_middle_of_the_night~1062114/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/23/in_the_middle_of_the_night~1062114/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/23/best_friends~1061391/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-23:/2006/08/23/best_friends~1061391/Wed, 23 Aug 2006 04:23:10 +0200 <p>I think this song suits me and RuWen just right just like the another one.</p> <p><strong><u>On The Ride - Aly & Aj</u></strong><br><br> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>We don't have to try<br> To think the same thoughts<br> We just have a way<br> Of knowing everything's gonna be ok</p> <p> We'll laugh 'til we cry<br> Read each others minds<br> Live with a smile<br> Make it all worthwhile<br> Make it all worthwhile</p> <p> Life has moments hard to describe<br> Feeling great and feeling alive<br> Never coming down from this<br> Mountain we're on</p> <p> Always knowing we're gonna be fine<br> Feeling great and feeling alive<br> Never coming down from this<br> Mountain were on<br> The view is so clear<br> And it's crazy up here<br> Life is amazing with you on the ride</p> <p> We don't wanna sleep<br> Just wanna stay up<br> There's so much to say<br> And not enough hours in the day</p> <p> We'll laugh 'til we cry<br> Read each others minds<br> Live with a smile<br> Make it all worthwhile<br> Make it all worthwhile</p> <p> Life has moments hard to describe<br> Feeling great and feeling alive<br> Never coming down from this<br> Mountain we're on</p> <p> Always knowing we're gonna be fine<br> Feeling great and feeling alive<br> Never coming down from this<br> Mountain were on<br> The feelings so clear<br> And it's crazy up here<br> Life is amazing with you on the ride</p> <p> No time to be lazy<br> The journey is perfect<br> The pace is so crazy<br> The race is so worth it<br> I will be with you<br> We'll do this together<br> Always together</p> <p> Life has moments hard to describe<br> Feeling great and feeling alive<br> Never coming down from this<br> Mountain we're on<br> (Mountain we&rsquo;re on)</p> <p> Always knowing we're gonna be fine<br> Feeling great and feeling alive<br> Never coming down from this<br> Never comin' down<br> Never comin' down<br> Never comin&rsquo; down (from this)</p> <p> Always knowing we&rsquo;re gonna be fine<br> Feeling great and feeling alive<br> Never coming down from this<br> Mountain were on<br> (Never coming down from this)</p> <p> The feeling's so clear and it's crazy up here<br> Life is amazing with you on the ride<br> The place so is crazy<br> The race is so worth it<br> Life is amazing with you on the ride</span></p> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/23/best_friends~1061391/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/23/best_friends~1061391/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/~1055712/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-21:/2006/08/21/~1055712/Mon, 21 Aug 2006 04:19:47 +0200 <p><em>jz finish mai theory exam.. aiya, the stupid teacher, told us we can onli hand up 40 minutes after the exam starts or 40 minutes before... what da hell la... where got such rules... i was quite fustrated with her... so i kept asking her if she was sure bout the time... until she very pekcek oso.. hehe.. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0">... but after that another teacher came in and told us we can hand up anytime.. lol... </p> <p>im going to math tuition.. haihz.. lazy to go oso.. but no point... mz go... if not the teacher pasti talk alot to my mum de... haihz.... aiyo, i wan to play play and play.. dun feel like doing anything... haihz... but cannot... darn it...</p> <p>i dun think anyone reads my blog la.. hehe.. but nvm oso... i like it that way... lol...</p> <p>oh, forgot to mention i finish the blend i was making... me and ruwen de.. i love it very much!!! it's one of the best... !!</em> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/~1055712/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/~1055712/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/20/aiya~1054344/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-20:/2006/08/20/aiya~1054344/Sun, 20 Aug 2006 15:34:39 +0200 <p><em>sheesh... i got so many things to do yet lazy to do all... haihz.. keeps happening... die la.. tomolo theory exam.. hope i wont fail..wakaka.. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"> ... sumthing jz crossed my mind.. i hav many nicknames o... hehe... got pat, ah pat, bei ji xia, sock leng, petronas, partini... and many many more.. i cant rmb all rite now.. haha.. but i love them.. well, kinda... hehe... bei ji xia means north prawn.. haha.. my swimming friends call me that... but only the kids la.. all the teenage swimmers all old liao, call me patricia.. or pat.. or ah pat... hehe.. i like that.. i dont like people to call me my chinese name.. weird i know but i dun fancy my chinese name a lot... </p> <p>english is my mother tongue... my friends and teacher tells me it's not... but my mummy says it is so it is... haha... i always scold my little brother for nothin.. and i fell all bad about it.. but hey, i cant help it... haihz... evil me... lol~ i always fight and argue wif my mum.. duno why oso.. everytime she start de.. i'd be like doing my own things and all.. and she'll start barking like hell la.. aiya, dun bother oso...  hehe...</p> <p>i love swimming.. it's my life.. but im not sure i do now... cuz.. im not getting really good at it like last year... *sob*.. things change i suppose.. everytime think until here i oso wan to cry... *burst into tears*... i miss my swimming friends, competition time, everything about swimming la... especially qian wen.. i miss her the most... i wonder if she miss me too....</p> <p>im three person... the first: patricia goh, the bp swimmer... always sot sot and talkative... personal best is backstroke... good in studies... the second: wu shu ling, patricia, not very good in studies... always fail... always talk cold jokes and always bad mood... except sometimes... like to argue with teacher... irresponsible... the school's famous swimmer... this and that... the third: ah pat, second heir of goh family... always fight with siblings and parents... room very messy, always play piano, computer and sing... dun like to talk... </p> <p>geez... i really am weird... plus got so many bad things about me... haihz... well, me la.. patricia... deal with it... hehehe...im not sure if all are really wat ppl think of me la.. but that's what i think wat ppl think bout me... complicated la.. </p> <p>i think im going crazy.. wither dat or im oledi crazy.. lol... btw, i think im oso not that popular la.. or mayb ppl jz dun like me lo... haihz... ^^ hmm..... </p> <p>i like to read blogs.. only those who are interesting la.. for swimmers, i like konea and Tania's blog.. bet dey duno who i am.. muahahaha... gila.. hehe... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>i know i've got really dark rings around my eyes.. no la.. not make-up.. i dont do that.. is panda eyes... lol.. haha. but sleep alot still won go de le.. how ah? take picture liao very ugly o... </p> <p>i rmb ... er... i think 2005's mssm a... ya.. i think so... johor swim team were cheering for the swimmers down there.. we put coins into plastic bolles and sang "we will we will ROCK YOU ROCK YOU!!" it was so fun.. tat's bcuz we couldnt think of any solgan... shoutin "go johor" is so lame and boring.. so we decided to warm things up a little.. lol... and boy, was it FUN!!! i miss those days... haha...</p> <p>everytime i write blog must got mood de... if not hor, will write until very boring.. like, do this then do that then this and that then then then... keep then de... then mayb a haha here and there... haihz... hehe... make blend oso... if like jz now hor, chat nicely wif my mummy, then i do de blend very nice... me and ruwen de la... she keeps ask me to do ah poh de but i dun hav mood later do liao she don like how? these kind of things cannot push me de... i will be very pekcek and fustrated... </p> <p>*yawn*.. tomolo theory exam... wy i must remind myself?... haih ya... i love alot of ppl... my family, my relatives, ruwen, qian wen, swimmers (some hate la)... school friends (some oso hate).. i think no more.. hehe... aiyo, im fat liao la... i got baby face and chubby waistline.. *blush*.. hehe...</em> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/20/aiya~1054344/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/20/aiya~1054344/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/20/today_lalala~1053687/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-20:/2006/08/20/today_lalala~1053687/Sun, 20 Aug 2006 10:45:49 +0200 <p>this morning's trainin was.... so freakkin tiring!!!!! lol.. but we manage to finish whatever we were suppose to do... barely alive... we were like stupids screaming like banshees wen cikgu latif said "ok,finish"... haha... then we jz sat/lay ther...  lol... ^^anyway, mandel performed a catwalk... with the flower pot upside down on his head, so it looked like a hat.. then the string wrapped around his body... hahaha... so funny..!! hehehehe..<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/060lol.gif" border="0" alt=""> after being crazy ppl for 10 minutes, we finally went to shower... i think we're turning into chlorine weirdos... first, we're all weird... okay fine! jz me... secondly, we're always dipped inside chlorine water.. <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/10rolleyessmile.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p>no training tonight.. cikgu latif's going to Brazil...!! WHOHOO!!! but...... he did ask us to go train ourselve.. he wrote the workload for nxt wekk.. damn.. im so lazy to go... <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-tongue-out.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><br>and so... ...        ... im bored... lalala... ~~.. oh.. i've jz remembered... ugh... even though exam's over.. i've still gotta buck up in my studies.. there's a swimming copmetition on Sept 16 in jb... i've got to work on that.. THEN, there's this school music concert.. i've got to prepare for that too!!!! UGH!!! Why am i always so busy!?!?!??!? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/20/today_lalala~1053687/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/20/today_lalala~1053687/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/19/~1051134/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-19:/2006/08/19/~1051134/Sat, 19 Aug 2006 04:08:07 +0200 <p>Chern Xiang broke his left arm.. haihz.. i went training again this morning... mum brought eugene to the dentist.. so i'll be alone at home until late afternoon.. i hope.. lol.. </p> <p>how can some be dirt poor and some filthy rich??<img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/19/~1051134/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/19/~1051134/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/18/17august2006~1049891/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-18:/2006/08/18/17august2006~1049891/Fri, 18 Aug 2006 16:35:49 +0200 <p class="MsoNormal"><span><br></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>8:27pm</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>I was feeling okay and everything until the 2nd period recess... my bones were aching and i felt cold.. i asked my friends to feel my forehead and see if it's hot cuz everytime my bones ache, im getting a fever... but they said no and left me bewilded.. they were like, "no." and walked off... wat's happening?? anyway, i went back to my seat and tried to concentrade on staring at my table.. what for? u may ask.. the answer, no reason... then i started to feel like it's really fever and went to some other friends to check my forehead.. one of them were like, "yeah, it's a bit warm." and the others acted like i wasn there... what IS happening?? i went back to my seat again and this time im sure the REAL fever is here... i was dizzy and my bones were acheing like mad.. the bell rang and everybody went back to their seats.. there was 4 period till the 6th period recess.. so i was like, quiet and all... nobody cared much oso.. so i jz live with it and tried to concentrade on wat teacher's teaching... eventually, i heard the recess bell rang again.. so i accompany ruwen to the school shop and waited outside cuz there was air-cond inside.. and so i waited.............and waited..................and<span>  </span>waited..... i think my face was quite fierce looking or whatever cuz i was really tired and ruwen was taking a long time.. so i went in, she was about to pay and i went out.. she handed my two panadols and told me she brought bread for me.. oh my gosh!! that was so super sweet of her!! i was touched.. lol.. haha... so we went back to my class and we chatted and i ate one panadol.. after that, i slept in chinese period and was SO uncomfortable...!! when the lesson was over, i stood up with great effort and asked the girl behind me if i could have her drink, just one mouthful to make the another panadol go down.. she said yes so i did that.... i slept for jz a while and when i woke up, i felt A LOT more better!! cool... the girl behind me told me my face was all red and black and looked like it was going to explode.. well, yeah, i felt that too.. hahahaha.. so i didn want to go for the after-skol activity and borrowed huai xuan's handphone to SMS to my mum... </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>after skol i was really a lot better.. then i went to cheng siu and waited for my mum to come... i waited..<span>            </span><span>               </span>and waited..<span>                          </span>and waited.......... still no sign of her car... so i decided to wait some more.. tick tock tick tock.............. she didn appear.. i was very angry and calmed myself down b4 i explode.. so i saw some of my classmates and borrowed his handphone.. to my dismay, mum's handphone was off and NO ONE was at home!!! i was fuming... i was like, how could she and all that jest.. i saw hwee sin after a while and asked her if she could lend me her handphone when her dad comes.. i didn finish my sentence cuz i remembered that no one could answer the housephone and mum's handphone.. she thought i was about to ask her if she can bring me home... so she said yes b4 i said anything... so i was like, oh, okay, thanks... her dad came in a split second and fetched me home.. i was really grateful and all... thanks hwee sin... </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>mum opened the gate for me.. she was explaining that she jz saw the msg.. i was furious!!!!! i didn want to talk to her... i shouted something and ran up the stairs... to find still no internet connections so i went downstairs again.. my bones were aching so badly so i decided to look for antibiotic... and ate a piece of bread.. i drank something orangy but not orange juice for sure.. the door bell rang and it was auntie gek cheng.. damn.. i wanted to stay in front of the tv but i dun wan her to see me in this mess so i went to the study room and took that drink along.. i sat on the floor doing absolutely nothing... then i couldn take it anymore and went upstairs.. luckly she didn saw me.. i slept in my parents room.. praying that no one comes in when i was sleeping cuz i was really too tired to change out of my skol things... and i wore skirt.. lol.. haha...hahaha.. when i woke up, i felt MUCH MUCH MUCH better thanks to that wat-it-name-was drink.. i mess with my phone and my math tuition teacher called me..!! darn it. she asked for my math marks.. so i told her.. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>i went to sleep again..<span>  </span>then woke up. no one was at home except for ben and me.. i told him i went shower and did.. and here am i drinking the drink again and typing away... i think i should stop here.. mum's starting to nag.. for goodness sake.. ugh... </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>9:01pm</span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/18/17august2006~1049891/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/18/17august2006~1049891/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/18/16august~1049883/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-18:/2006/08/18/16august~1049883/Fri, 18 Aug 2006 16:30:30 +0200 <p class="MsoPlainText"><span>3:50pm</span><span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span>School was fine... NOT... I don wan to talk about it...</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span>I finished the 6A class' 2004 blend but there was only 12 ppl inside... 6A class had 42 ppl... what happened to the others? well, I did have their photos, that's all... lol.. but I&rsquo;ve asked the others to gimme their photos... ASAP... I jz hope they will... I had my piano lesson and my theory exam is on the 21st of August... we did theory throughout the lesson... no violin lesson today cuz Mrs. tan went for labor... I like her kid... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"><span>  </span>gosh, I do hope I pass my piano practical exam... after da lesson, I showered and here I am... no internet connection jz yet.. so I&rsquo;ll probably post this at night... when my bro, </span><span>Eugene</span><span>, fix everything... </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span>I was jz thinking, you know actually, I do love my mum and everything. even if I don&rsquo;t, I wont say out loud or post it here cuz she doesnt deserve that... neway, I was jz saying, she's really great. she paid my fees, let me learn lots of things like, swimming, ballet, piano, violin, taekuondo, gymnastics, life, how to react and a lot more.... she did housework, cook for her three kids, taught us English, drives us everywhere... things like that. its jz that, maybe her way isn&rsquo;t correct... I mean, the words she use... she would curse me, nag me, "accidentally" knock into me, pull my hair, step on my skirt and so on... it's terrible when she does that... cuz u would feel like she's your mother and she's suppose to be good example or she's suppose to be there for you when u're havin a bad day... but she's not, she wont be... if you're feeling really down, she wouldn bother even if she notice and she'll continue to nag all day long unless u get out of her sight... or if I answer back on times when she's wrong, she would scold me in such a way that I&rsquo;d feel im jz a useless, low-class bitch like she said... but not all times she would be like that. Sometimes, when she's having a good day and is in a good mood, she would be nicer to me... for example, she jz told me about this article I&rsquo;ll find useful... see, she'd be like that... but her mood swings very fast, from good to bad and bad to worse.. Never from bad to good... if u did something wrong when she's in a bad mood, you're one foot in the grave already... see? That&rsquo;s why I never smile at home... unless im alone doing something I enjoy... *sigh*...<span>  </span>I dont blame her of course... I never should anyway... </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span>ruwen showed me a picture of her cousin at recess jz now in skol... her cousin is really beautiful and she looks like a model... ruwen asked me to guess her occupation... so I said the answer would be model... but no... not model... she's a pilot!! wow! I love pilots..!!! I was quite taken aback at her answer... I know it's quite normal to have female pilots but I jz never thought that it would be someone like ruwen's cousin... not that im looking down on her or anything.. it's jz that, I never met or saw a woman who's a pilot... get what I mean? I really envy her and would very much be like her... that'll be so great... *sigh*... maybe someday... lol... xD</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span>shu hui and the other ensemble club members are in summit now.... they asked me to go too but I don think I should... I&rsquo;ve got far more things to concern than to go shopping...<span>  </span>so... the mall just isnt the place for me right now... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">... well, gotta go do my theory now! I hope again, I can pass... </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span>4:25pm</span><span></span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/18/16august~1049883/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/18/16august~1049883/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/15/last_day_of_exam_and_free~1040536/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-15:/2006/08/15/last_day_of_exam_and_free~1040536/Tue, 15 Aug 2006 08:41:30 +0200 <p>Yo yo yo~ English and Chinese essay today... English was freakkin easy.. lol.. haha.. Chinese essay was easy too.. the topic i chose was "the person i care most about"... know who i wrote? haha.. me!! lol.. xD.. !! true wat... muahaha.. think face prawn.... !! hahaha... It rained oso... then got a gal from my class so terrible.. the floor was wet so i put it somewhere dry.. but then, no space for her to put liao she took my bag and put it below hers... on the wet spot!! damn her..!! how could she?? ugh... </p> <p>anyway, i came back from skol... feeling so great... sot liao la.. hahaha... sat in front of the pc from 12:30 until now.. lolxD... so fun!! hahaha... im makin 6A 2004's blend... but it's hard cuz i onli have some pictures... haihz... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/15/last_day_of_exam_and_free~1040536/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/15/last_day_of_exam_and_free~1040536/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/15/cry~1040323/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-15:/2006/08/15/cry~1040323/Tue, 15 Aug 2006 05:27:36 +0200 <p>I love this song: Cry. by Mandy Moore</p> <p> I'll always remember <br> It was late afternoon<br> It lasted forever<br> And it ended so soon<br> You were all by yourself <br> Staring up at a dark grey sky <br> I was changed</p> <p> In places no one will find <br> All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)<br> it was there that I realized <br> That forever was in your eyes<br> The moment I saw you cry (cry)<br> (The moment that I saw you cry)</p> <p> It was late in September <br> and i've seen you before(and you were)<br> You were always the cold one <br> But I was never that sure</p> <p> You were all by yourself<br> Staring up at a dark grey sky <br> I was changed... </p> <p> In places no one would find <br> All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)<br> it was there that I realized <br> That forever was in your eyes<br> The moment I saw you cry</p> <p> I wanted to hold you<br> I wanted to make it go away <br> I wanted to know you<br> I wanted to make your everything...alright </p> <p> I'll always remember <br> It was late afternoon<br> (In places no one will find)<br> In places no one will find<br> All your feelings so deep inside<br> (Oh no no)<br> (deep inside)Forever was in your eyes<br> It was there that I realized <br> That forever was in your eyes<br> The moment I saw you cry </p> <p> Baby Cry! <br> The moment that I saw you cry <br> Oh no no <br> I think I saw you cry <br> The moment I saw you cry <br> [fades out]<br> I wanted to know you <br> I wanted to know you[fading]<br> I wanted to know you[fading more]<br> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/15/cry~1040323/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/15/cry~1040323/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/johor_swimmers~1038852/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-14:/2006/08/14/johor_swimmers~1038852/Mon, 14 Aug 2006 15:54:01 +0200 <p>I've just realise that I'm very attach to all the Johor swimmers. I was just looking around my friends in friendster... There is quite alot of jhr swimmers inside so i took a look at the profiles and pictures one by one... got edmund de, colin de, charlotte, caroline, casey, richmond, raymond, qin jia, mei juan, siow ngoh, sheng yong, justin, hao zhi, ashley, min jia, kah shuain... and alot more la... then i came across one of the pictures.. duno why i was so so so happy... haha.. ki siao.. gtg now.. mum naggin like hell...</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/johor_swimmers~1038852/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/johor_swimmers~1038852/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/the_fourth_day_of_exam~1037668/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-14:/2006/08/14/the_fourth_day_of_exam~1037668/Mon, 14 Aug 2006 07:56:13 +0200 <p><em>I didnt slept last nite... well, onli bout 3 hours... from 1am to 4am.. i oso didn study much.. i wanted to but i couldnt concentrade... all i did was, drank a packet of soya bean, walk around the house, messing about with my handphone, look at pictures, write a few things, smsed ruwen then went to sleep in my parents' room... lol.. the alarm rang at 3smthing am, i lazed on my bed then rmbered i haven finish my stuff... so i wen down the stairs to the study room and sat there, trying to remember wat i memorised last night... time flies, i was still kinda drowsy after 1hour... i didn study much.. then another hour past.. i didn study much oso.. so i gave up and went up to brush my teeth and stuff.. mum fetched us to skol after that... <br></em></p> <p><em>i was quite early to skol today so i sat there trying to study as much as possible b4 the exam starts.. fantasy told me that BM essay first then Chinese... so i walked to ruwen's class and tried to find her.. with no luck.. i went back again to my class.. i must have looked like a fool walking to and fro on the kaki lima.. lol.. haha.. anyway, me and fantasy cracked up some jokes and i told xuann bout the day in 'cha fang' with qin jian they all.. she laughed... lol.. neway, i fell asleep after that and woke up went the bell rang.. haha.. <br></em></p> <p><em>i walked to 'chu 1 pin', my exam place la.. and tried to study again.. but in vain.. so i sat there chatted with suzanna, and she told me she got play friendster de.. i didnt think she got play.. she gave me her email and asked me too add her.. which reminds me i haven done that.. the bell rang again and i sat there in front of the teacher, aiyo, my place la.. then she pass us the exam paper.. i read the questions.. average la.. not too hard and not too easy.. i nvr pay attention in bm period so i was quite nervous bout my vocab.. i was very tired la.. i wrote abit of rumusan liao then tried to think wat was that word called in bm.. then i fell asleep.. shit man.. i woke up like 20 minutes later to find that i still have 30 minutes to go.. damn.. so i quickly choose one of the karangan and start to write.. it was the first one.. duno wat me and my friends were being suruh to mencantikkan kelas kami.. so i oso simply write la.. i think that karangan standard oso like primary skol de standard.. haha.. then i finish my rumusan 2 minutes b4 the teacher said pass up.. lolxD.. lucky me.. haha... ^^.. <br></em></p> <p><em>it was recess, i ran out of the classroom to get my textbook and exercise book.. chinese wan.. not bm.. over edi i wont feel anything de.. then i study lo... got la, got study abit in my head...lol..  thank god.. when the bell rang again the teacher pass us the question paper and i do lo.. quite ok la.. wont fail la.. i hope.. lolxD.. hahahaha.. but got some i didn study de la... hehehe<br></em></p> <p><em>then after skol hor.. i wanted to go cheng siu and wait for my mum.. then got someone ask me to wait for her.. so i waited lo.. then we walked along the kaki lima.. she met her teacher and stopped to chat wif her.. so act cute oso.. i dun wan to perduli her liao so i walked past them.. then she asked me again to wait for her so i did.. then my another friend walk past me and waved.. i waved back.. i looked back to where this gal was standin onli to find she wasnt there.. how i boiled.. i looked in front and found she has already walked away with another gal from my class.. walau.. ma de.. so i jz close my mouth and walk to cheng siu.. then she realise i was at her back and turned around to ask me somethin... i oso didn wan to answer her.. shit man.. this kind of person.. think herself very good like that.. then always act cute pula.. <br></em></p> <p><em>so i was standing at the stairs alone waiting for my mum.. duno why i turned my head oso.. and found qin jian standing just behind me.. but across the road la.. i was wondering if that's him when he waved to me.. i waved back lo.. or did i smiled onli? aiya, cannot rmeber la.. so i turn my head back and longed my mum to hurry to fetch me.. haihz.. T_T.. then i heard a voice saying: "小姐可以认识你吗?" haha... qin jian lah!! i duno why i was kinda nervous oso then i said, 不可以.. he replied, zhuai.. so i said, 可以啦... 不可以... duno what i was saying oso... hahahahahaha... then we chatted lo.. he asked if im waiting for my mum.. i said yes.. then he duno said what he's going to 留级liao.. then ask me to watch his 同乐会 next year.. i said, 好啊.. then he laugh and repeated what i said.. aiyo, damn pai se le.. i asked him what's so funny.. then he said, no la.. haiyo.. cannot stand him la.. hehe.. kidding.. then we chatted some more and he told me that form 2 de things very easy to study de.. and said he regretted not studying.. he said his 总评均 never past xxx de... aiya, dun come and ask me he every year wat marks a.. i think my blog oso got some chs students read de.. later he found out and nvr tell me bout these things liao how? hhaahaha.. im very guai lan.. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0">... so we chatted lo.. then his bus come liao and said bye2 to me.. hahaha..<br></em></p> <p><em>so after he was gone.. gone home.. not gone to heaven.. i jz stood there like a scarecrow waiting and waited.. finally, my 'panctual' mum arrived.. horray... -_-... when i got in, mum was explaning why she was late.. i didn even cared.. cuz if she arrived early jz now, i wouldnt hav talk with my ex-xuezhang.. lol... crzy d... hehe.. when i arrived home, i ate porridge, read the newspaper, shower, then come upstairs to use the pc here.. cuz today is monday and is my dad's off day... there's still exam tomorrow so he dosnt allow me to use the pc.. but i wanted to write my blog so.. see? im faithful to my blog.. hahahaha... muka tebal.. hehe..</em></p> <p><em>oh and.. i've jz added suzanna and alex lim.. you know, the great swimmer... lolxD... hahahha...<br></em></p> <p><em>my sides and thighs' muscles are aching.. ugh...</em> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/the_fourth_day_of_exam~1037668/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/the_fourth_day_of_exam~1037668/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/13/morning_swim~1035314/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-13:/2006/08/13/morning_swim~1035314/Sun, 13 Aug 2006 05:06:02 +0200 <p><em>i was in a competition and i was champion for every event...i was on the stage wif all da medals on my neck when suddunly i heard a beeping noise.. it started softly den got louder every time... i close my eyes bcuz very noisy.. den i cannot tahan edi i opened my eyes and wanted to shout shut up to the beeping noise when i found out i was lying on my bed with my handphone beside me beeping away... great... it decided to wake me up so early.. 7am onli.. then.. WHAT?!?!?!??!  7am oredi?!?! shit.. i ran to brush my teeth and so on.. 15 minutes later i found myself in the car waiting for my mum to get in and fetch me to trainin... she asked me to get out of the car and put my skol shoes in the shoe rag.. walau... i wanted to told her i was running late edi and if she dont shut up and get in, i'll miss warm up.. onli i didn.. so i put on my black face and went down the car to put the damn shoes in the shoe rag.. then she continue to nag nag nag.. ask me again to get down and put my shoes in MY area and close the door.. i grumble under my breath and did as she pleased.. bcuz i know if i answer back now, i might never go trainin... then she finally got into the car and drove my there.. on the way, she nag nag nag.. about my skolwork, exam coming, wat theory haven do finish, room very messy.. piano didn practice.. didn do the laundry and so on.. i almost went crazy in the car.. and i asked myself why didn i brought my MP3 in the car.. for 7km she nagged.. i just sealed my mouth and pretend i didnt hear what she said.. it was plain torture to hav her nagging... and when she starts, she can't stop.. like addicted.. like hell la.. finally we arrived and i jumped off the car imediately.. didn even say thank you and bye.. im so rude.. lol.. anyway, went register as usual then waited for sir to fetch tzer huang, mandel they all lo... this time i got chit chat wif the others a bit.. not like yesterday.. so "zi bi"... then sir came and asked us to run 4 rounds.. around the pool.. ma de.. i cannot run le.. if i run then i cannot come back alive liao.. but still.. aiya, shui bian la, run lo.. then i drag myself around the pool four times then went to the squash court and sit there out of breath.. siow ngoh asked me.. really so tiring meh..? waseh.. i not like her can ma.. she's MSSJ runner le.. shiok lo.. then i onli smiled and lay down.. then we did warm up as usual la.. haha.. tzer huang was the leader dis morning.. aiya, we oso didn peduli him wan.. everytime so bi gao lan wan.. then we did all kinds of warm up la.. b4 going into the pool, got one duno wat it's called la.. last time when i was a gymnast i did that b4.. so i did it correctly la.. got one person a.. hmph.. everytime so stuck up.. this time sir oredi very fed up with us edi she still play play.. ask her to do she still slowly slowly do and keep pai se duno for wat.. then kena sir scold.. haha.. i went to put my swim things.. dun wan to see her kena marah oso.. spoil my mood... </p> <p>training time.. haihyo.. shit la.. swim like hell leh.. we used the resistence (flower pot) and swam 1500m le.. shit.. almost died.. then today swam 3km.. but then i oso swam and swam until my arms falling off.. hey really le.. use resistence swim a.. my waist very painful now.. like going to patah any second.. haha.. sir said if wan to beat jb de must swim like that.. so i don care so much and continue swim.. must beat them.. onli dat it's not possible for me la.. if doreen or siow ngoh, any second can shove sarah and xue ting off... unlike me.. *sob*.. but i wan to say.. bp oredi not bad liao le.. u know hor, the whole malaysia, we are number 6th.. bcuz we onli train 4 times a week.. onli me is 3 times a week.. still can go to sukma or mssm and take medal le.. see? not bad eh? ok la.. enough crap bout us la.. stil got alot more ppl better than us oso.. lol.. so we swam harder than usual lo.. then after that went shower and joked around.. then muahaha.. auntie wai fun said i was the tallest among the three bp gals... muahaha.. but not very tall oso la.. just among 3 gals ma.. aiyo... i think im 160cm onli.. my mum 158cm.. yay... taller than her liao.. haha.. then auntie wai fun fetch me home.. cuz i oso dun wan to call my mum a.. dun wan listen to her nag oso.. on the way home, she brought fruits for me and doreen and herself to eat in the car.. thanks~.. then i reached home, makan, then sit down here write blog while listening to "music".. no la.. is my mum nagging la.. so now im going to sleep then wake up and study.. monday got exam.. chinese and BM essay... wish me luck.. im not going to trainin tonight.. nor am i going to use the pc today.. im very good hor.. cheh.. haha.. bye~</em><br> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/13/morning_swim~1035314/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/13/morning_swim~1035314/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/i_went~1034066/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-12:/2006/08/12/i_went~1034066/Sat, 12 Aug 2006 15:13:59 +0200 <p>9:50pm</p> <p>And so, I decided to go trainin... i phoned doreen's mum come and fetch me... on her car hor.. i duno why i wasnt happy and smilin like i was before. mayb it's bcuz i was nervous... ditto why oso.. then she told me about a competition on 17 of September... i cried... holy shit... i duno why.. tears just came flowing down my face and b4 i know it, i was cryin edi.. walau... memang paiseh la... i kept turning my head away cuz i dun wan them to see... auntie wai fun saw it but thank goodness doreen didnt... lol.. anyway, i got down the car wen we reached der and wen to register.. b4 warm up ho, sir wen to fetch tzer huang, mandel they all lo... so all of us chatted and laughed as usual la.. but i wasn doin that.. i duno why.. i really dunno... ok, mayb i know but i dun wan that to be the reason altho it really is.. aiyo, complicated la... den sir came and we warm up and stuff... thing went as usual, nobody realise i wasnt talking... thank goodness again... usually they would all buzz around me asking me wat happened to me.. but they didn... onli siow ngoh did.. but i told her i dun know why oso.. then she said ok and dat was it.. den hor, there's a gal i dun wan to say who la... she kept showing off her competition swimsuit le.. walau.. cant stand her oso.. i know she very great, can go alot of competitions and get medal and stuff.. but nonit show off like that ma... wan make ppl feel bad de le... haih... dun wan her to ruin my mood oso... hmph... THEN... sir scold us.. he said our attitude very bad.. everytime 25m easy, talk talk talk... non-stop.. he said if we wan to talk, warm up talk, go home talk, before he come talk... but in the pool, who talk, who get out.. very harsh le.. everybody shut up imediately.. except for me.. i was oredi shutted up... lol.. then he went on talking bout how he blah blah blah... i dun wan to repeat wat he said oso... he talk very long time a... but i agree with everything he said la.. he the best coach anyone could ever had... moving on, we swam in silence.. and i got really tired out.. i didnt swim for so long edi le... walau.. tomolo stil need to bring the "flower pot".. for swimming la.. where got use it to plant plants in da pool de.. im sneezing like hell now.. tissues everywhere.. not la, not everywhere.. in front of me onli.. on da way back from trainin, doreen fetched me la.. i mention my mum and dad went to melaka did i? well, yeah.. in da car, we told ghost stories.. eee... dun wan to talk bout it la.. the hairs on the back of my neck standing liao.. lol.. aiyo, i miss him more than he knows.. haha.. i dun wan tell u who.. hahaha... live with it la, im very bad de.. </p> <p>10:12pm </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/i_went~1034066/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/i_went~1034066/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/the_third_day_of_exam_and_the_malaysian_~1033509/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-12:/2006/08/12/the_third_day_of_exam_and_the_malaysian_~1033509/Sat, 12 Aug 2006 10:46:21 +0200 <p><em>start: 4:48pm</p> <p>Hey hey hey... lol.. came back from school 48 minutes ago... today chemistry a.. i tot very hard... but hor, easy until siao ah~.. all text bk de, luckily i got study oso la.. wait, i go toilet..</p> <p>ok.. come back liao.. haha.. where was i..?? oh, now i continue... i nvr studied for chemistry oso.. hate that teacher lah, she's my form teacher.. ish.. very horrid a.. everyday wan to find fault wif me de.. but i oso tak peduli her la... wat for go listen to dog bark? no point oso... every1 in my class hate her a.. not all hate la, some onli dont like her.. but no one likes her lo... muahaha... ok, return to wat i was saying jz now... some ppl in my class hor, their studies are average la, not like me, everytime fail... *sad*.. but this time a, duno why i start to study liao... yesterday nite a, studied quite alot wor..so today.. erm, i tink can manage to pass la... nvm oso, no 80 marks oso nvm, as long as got pass enough.. lol.. </p> <p>then jz now oso got english essay.. i wrote like, 300 smth words u know, i didn count la, but i think got dat much oso... but the stupid rule must be 180 words below... walau, i sure die la... i still got write very lebih de words wor.. aiya, forget it oso, pass up edi, pray oso no use.... stupid rule... cannot let students write long long then have better vocab ma... underestimate us oso... </p> <p>after exam i waited for my best friend for 1 hour leh!! walau, i almost killed her when i saw her... i hate to wait for ppl de.. really dont like ah!! got many times my mum didn come to fetch me after training and need me to wait for her for 45 minutes or more, i very boiling like volcano ready to explode wor... angry until i wan to cry a... shit.. my mum oso take no notice and continue to be late until got some times i wanted to walk back from bukit banang to my house.. about 7km ... barulah she willing to arrive punctual.. as for Wen a, that's my best friend i was talking bout, aiya, forgive her la... she oso got tell me she will b late onli i didn expect her 2 b 1 hour late... den we went to "cha fang".. a place where alot of couples from my skol go der and "pa to".. we went der and find sooo many ppl der.. but all together one... then duno how oso, we found out they are "2 wen 2" de students... not all la, maybe some cannot come.. cuz exam ma.. my ex-"xue zhang" was der oso, and "jia xiang", the red tie guy and lychee oso der.. duno why he was invited oso... anyway, we got talk and laugh la... den jia xiang said my written words in my bk very ugly... walau... didn ask for his advise oso keep talk talk talk until wen and me fedup ah... haha.. no la, not very fedup oso... cuz he is actually a nice guy la... haha... soli hor, he got girlfriend edi, so don think too much... then my ex-"xue zhang", qin jian, haha... he a... very cute... haha.. duno how to say la... he's jia xiang's sidekick... my class got alot of girls like him oso... haha... im his no.1 fan of course la... cheh... hehe.. turns out it was ah chao's birthday la.. so dey brought cake and play play play lo... aiya, ah chao oso forgotten who i am edi la, so nonit wish him happy birthday oso can de... hehe... very wicked hor... hahaha...  actually we went there to study together de.. but hor, too noisy la.. but the time they all went back, we oso lost interest studying lo... so aiya, go home la.... haha... why i keep haha har? lol... </p> <p>haihzz.. sienz a... getting fatter each day... three weeks didn go for training edi... might as well stop la... haihzz... so sad... last time very long ago i was on top on the list of johor swimmers de le.. haha... thick face.. then hor... two girls there had a fight wif me then i oso lost interest in swimming.. plus got alot of things happen la... like, who like who then who betray who or who hate who... dat kind of things la... duno why everybody cannot live together ok ok de... so different from the kl or other states de swimmers, all so united and nice to each other.... haihzz.... anyway, i wen downhill in swimmin lo... haihz... i really miss those days when i went to all those great great competitions that only good swimmers can go de... now a... haihzz.. this year de mssm and sukma i didn get selected oso... sarah, siow ngoh, doreen, xue ting they all all better then me... so... haih.. i really love swimming la, to be frank.. but.. my dad oso not supportive.. he only wan me to study study study until crazy... then become doctor like him... i hate this kind of thinking a... i can oso be good at other things but no one to support me so i can onli be sad then study study study until crazy jz to please him... i really miss competition times when we were playin and having fun together la... now slowly but surely, one by one the swimmers are going away liao.. not die la... is growing up liao... haih... old ppl say young ppl don always haih and haih and keep sighing... but wat can i still do besides sighing? swimming is not like some other sports, want to become very great then can become very great de... swimming needs time... im old liao lo... 14 edi le... not 7 le... if still 7 a, i can still continue in swimming... now a.. i think my coach oso think i tak boleh edi... aiya, fine la, i'll face facts, i'll study study study until crazy for ppl to see wat can happen to a person if u take away their dreams and hopes... haihz... thinking back i oso wan to cry... really very heart breaking de le.. i think other swimmers know how i feel... together go competition together , hav fun together, swim together, get scold by coach together, tipu sikit workload together, makan the forbidden ice-cream together, get caught together... all these things u know... it's really sad la... to give up when i could be one of the best... but now... how.... no choice edi... gotta face facts.. im not getting any younger pula... haihzz....</p> <p>so later i got training i think im oso not going la... cuz my dad surely wil say no de... cuz stil got exam on monday and tuesday... or should i? should i go training and then swim until im out of breath then get laugh by others... wait, i go switch on the fan... a stupid blood-sucking mosquito flying around my legs... walau... itchy a... ok, continue... now wat to do? 5:34pm now... training at 7pm... but if want to go must ask doreen come to fetch me cuz my mum and dad went to melaka... aiyo.. headache a... if wan to stop then i really want to stop all trainin and not go to the pool anymore.. but if dun wan stop then must improve or will kena ppl laugh.. saying i swim until old liao still like dat... haihz.... im turning crazy la...   but for sure one thing... swimming is my life.... </p> <p>end: 5:38pm</em> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/the_third_day_of_exam_and_the_malaysian_~1033509/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/the_third_day_of_exam_and_the_malaysian_~1033509/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/11/the_second_day_of_exam~1031813/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-11:/2006/08/11/the_second_day_of_exam~1031813/Fri, 11 Aug 2006 15:11:33 +0200 <p>我数学一向都不是很好，除了课本写的，其他而外的都不会做了。</p> <p>今天是考历史和数学。历史嘛，是我最喜欢的科目之一。而且，是容易到爆啊！70-90分应该拿得到吧... </p> <p>至于数学，三个字：<strong>很难啊!!!</strong> <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-yell.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><br>大家都预测这次的数学考试应该不会太太太难，因为是统一的。学校老师和补习老师都跟我们讲课本的会做就OK了。哪里知道，我拿到考卷审题时，差点哭出来呢！<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-cry2.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p>我不懂是我没有把课本的都学会了还是是真的难到我完全不会做。很严重叻！我哥说：&ldquo;初二数学而已，有可能难到哪里去？&rdquo;说的也是。不过，我还是不会做啊！<br>监考老师还笑我叻<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/grayupset.gif" border="0" alt="">。。。 这次真的死定了啦！稳不及格啊！</p> <p>我问过很多人了，会不会做。大家都很轻松的说很难。喂，什么意识叻！只有我班<br>那两个每次都拿一百的：一瑜和家晟会拿一百。为什么人家可以我不可以？！？！？！我很努力了。。。<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graysigh.gif" border="0" alt=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/11/the_second_day_of_exam~1031813/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/11/the_second_day_of_exam~1031813/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/10/the_first_day_of_exam~1027651/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-10:/2006/08/10/the_first_day_of_exam~1027651/Thu, 10 Aug 2006 06:00:38 +0200 <p>Geography and BM today... <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graysigh.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p>I hope I'll pass geography. They tested us on THREE chapters! That is so much! 20 pages per chapter, so that equals to 60 pages! <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smileys77.gif" border="0" alt=""> Besides, we have to memorise E-V-E-R-Ything inside. I almost fainted <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graydead.gif" border="0" alt=""> when I got the question paper. It was 13 pages! <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graybigeek.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p>We were grumbling and the teacher told us off. So we were like, Fine. Whatever. We'll do it.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/grayconfusedw.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p>After Geography was BM. It was quite easy. But I had running-nose and I just couldn't stop wiping my nose. You know, everytime you have a cold, your eyes turns watery and you feel tired and stuff. That was how I felt then. But I still managed to keep my eyes open and do it. It wasn't too hard as I said, so I'll probably pass or something. </p> <p>I hope...<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/rolleyes.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/10/the_first_day_of_exam~1027651/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/10/the_first_day_of_exam~1027651/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/09/exam~1025886/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-09:/2006/08/09/exam~1025886/Wed, 09 Aug 2006 14:13:44 +0200 <p>I'm having exam tomorrow. UGH!!!! I hope it isn't too hard! Wish me luck~ </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/09/exam~1025886/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/09/exam~1025886/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/08/how_to_make_a_woman_happy~1023015/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-08:/2006/08/08/how_to_make_a_woman_happy~1023015/Tue, 08 Aug 2006 14:02:16 +0200 <p class="MsoNormal"><span>It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:<br> 1. a friend</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/icon_wave.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 2. a companion</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smileys21.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 3. a lover</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-kiss.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 4. a brother</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/07cool.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 5. a father</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-cool2.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 6. a master<br> 7. a chef<br> 8. an electrician<br> 9. a carpenter<br> 10. a plumber<br> 11. a mechanic<br> 12. a decorator<br> 13. a stylist<br> 14. a sexologist<br> 15. a gynecologist<br> 16. a psychologist<br> 17. a pest exterminator<br> 18. a psychiatrist<br> 19. a healer<br> 20. a good listener</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-wink2.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 21. an organizer<br> 22. a good father<br> 23. very clean<br> 24. sympathetic<br> 25. athletic<br> 26. warm<br> 27. attentive<br> 28. gallant<br> 29. intelligent<br> 30. funny</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 31. creative<br> 32. tender<br> 33. strong<br> 34. understanding<br> 35. tolerant<br> 36. prudent<br> 37. ambitious<br> 38. capable<br> 39. courageous</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-sealed.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 40. determined<br> 41. true<br> 42. dependable<br> 43. passionate<br> 44. compassionate<br> WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:<br> 45. give her compliments regularly</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/04idea.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 46. love shopping<br> 47. be honest<br> 48. be very rich</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-money-mouth.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 49. not stress her out<br> 50. not look at other girls</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/grayno.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:<br> 51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself<br> 52. give her lots of time, especially time for herself<br> 53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes<br> IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:<br> 54. Never to forget:<br> * birthdays<br> * anniversaries<br> * arrangements she makes</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><br></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY<br> 1. Show up naked</span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/092eek.gif" border="0" alt=""><br><span> 2. Bring food<br> --</span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/08/how_to_make_a_woman_happy~1023015/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/08/how_to_make_a_woman_happy~1023015/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/07/jokes_for_all_of_you~1019705/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-07:/2006/08/07/jokes_for_all_of_you~1019705/Mon, 07 Aug 2006 09:52:50 +0200 <p>Here are some jokes someone e-mailed me. I think they're not bad::</p> <p><span>Two rich men were talking over coffee one day and one of them said to the other one. "Hey I tell you my driver is really stupid. If you don't believe me I'll show you." </span></p> <p><span>He called his driver Ah Beng over and said, "Ah Beng, here is a $10 note, go to the car showroom and buy me a Mercedes". </span></p> <p><span>To which Ah Beng replied, "Yes Sir! Right away, Sir!" and rushed off to the Showroom. </span></p> <p><span>The rich man then turned to his friend and said, "See, I told you he was stupid." </span></p> <p><span>The other rich man said, "That's nothing, you want to see stupid, I will show you stupid." And he called his driver, Ali. "Ali, go home now and check to see if I'm at home." </span></p> <p><span>To which Ali said, "Yes Sir! Right away,Sir!" and ran home. </span></p> <p><span>"See what I told you? He doesn't even have enough brains to know that I cannot be at home if I am here." </span></p> <p><span>Later on, the two drivers met on the road. Ah Beng said to Ali, "Eh, you know my boss is sooooooo stupid. He gave me $10 and asked me to go to the<br> car showroom and buy him a Mercedes..... Doesn't he know that today is Sunday lah, the showroom is closed!" </span></p> <p><span>Ali replied, "You think your boss is stupid? My boss lagi worse, he asked me to go home to check if he is at home... He got handphone what,he can just call up to check lah, bodoh!!!" </span></p> xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx</p> <p><span>Beng and Seng excited and locked the car in a hurry, forgetting to remove the key which was in the ignition. Realizing the mistake, Beng asked, 'Why don't we get a coat hanger to open it.' 'No, that won't work' answered Seng. 'People will think we're trying to break in.' </span></p> <p><span>Then Beng suggested, 'What if we use a pocket knife to cut around the rubber, then stick a finger in and pull up the lock?' </span></p> <p><span>'No,' said Seng. 'People will think we're too dumb not to use a coat hanger.' </span></p> <p><span>The </span><span>kan</span><span> cheong Beng shouted, 'we'd better think of something fast. It's starting to rain and the sunroof is open!' </span></p> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/07/jokes_for_all_of_you~1019705/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/07/jokes_for_all_of_you~1019705/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/07/my_piano_exam~1019638/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-07:/2006/08/07/my_piano_exam~1019638/Mon, 07 Aug 2006 09:24:05 +0200 <p>Today's my piano exam. I just had to tell you guys, I was nervous to death. <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-yell.gif" border="0" alt=""> </p> <p>I <strong>rushed</strong> to The Katerina Hotel after school (I was suppose to be there 1 hour earlier but I didn't want to miss school so I had to rush. Which is something I don't enjoy doing. ) and went up the 12th floor, went to the Waiting Room to find <em><strong>NO ONE</strong></em> in there. So I placed my book on the dressing table and ran to the steward (who happens to be one my friend's mother), and gave her my Student Card. We were suppose to use our I.C. but I totally forgot to bring it but she still accepted my student card cuz she knew who I was.</p> <p>I waited in the waiting room for like, 5 minutes when the steward came into the room and told me it's my turn. Turns out, the person before me didn't came so I had to go in first. Whatever. As long as I finished it quickly.</p> <p>This examiner of mine, Mr Colin Walker, was also my violin examiner. He didn't said out loud but I think he reconised me. LOL <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-tongue-out.gif" border="0" alt=""> He asked me if I wanted to play my pieces first or my scales. "Pieces." I replied. For it was better than my scales. So he told me that I could start when I'm ready. Which was what I did. While I was playing, I made some mistakes I never made before, practising at home and the mistakes I made at home never came out then. It was okay I guess. Except that my hands were obviously shaking when I was playing. I'm quite surprise but that cuz I've never been quite so nervous. When I played my last song, I was smiling. Geez, not bad eh? But I think the examiner looked bored when I saw his reflection on the piano. haha... I've gotta admit I was too. That song was really B-O-R-I-N-G! <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/10rolleyessmile.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p>Okay, here comes the worst part -->        SCALES</p> <p>Umm, I don't think I want to recall what really happened so I'll just write it in a few words. It was bad because I didn't really put much effort in it. ok, ok... my bad! So, eventually, I think I'll fail. <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graysigh.gif" border="0" alt=""></p> <p>-<br>-<br>-<br>-<br>-<br>-</p> <p>Lesson I've learned today:</p> <p>Practise scales! (unless you don't mind failing your piano exam)<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/saddrunk.gif" border="0" alt=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/07/my_piano_exam~1019638/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/07/my_piano_exam~1019638/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/a_29100_a~1018054/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-06:/2006/08/06/a_29100_a~1018054/Sun, 06 Aug 2006 15:33:40 +0200 <p><span><br> </span><span>词：陈颖见曲：陈颖见</span><span></span></p> <p><span>就在最近这几天</span><span><br> </span><span>我总是发呆老半天</span><span><br> </span><span>盘旋在脑海中不去的是</span><span><br> </span><span>你的话语和难忘的笑脸</span><span></span></p> <p><span>就在最近这几天</span><span><br> </span><span>离开学校的日子很空闲</span><span><br> </span><span>我总是有时没事就温习过去</span><span><br> </span><span>还有重看我们的照片</span><span></span></p> <p><span>飞呀时间为何那么快的不见</span><span><br> </span><span>一起欢笑一起流泪的日子</span><span><br> </span><span>将这几年点缀成美丽的画面</span><span></span></p> <p><span>飞呀我请月光洒在我的身边</span><span><br> </span><span>我将学习如何去思念</span><span><br> </span><span>我将熬夜回味这几年日记每一面</span><span></span></p> <p><span>我曾经</span><span><br> </span><span>为你熬夜只为了做你的生日卡片</span><span><br> </span><span>一起熬夜一起准备明天的测验</span><span><br> </span><span>过了今天也许只能说再见</span><span><br> </span><span>能不能再次陪我熬夜聊天</span><span><br> </span><span>为你熬夜帮你录下你最爱的影片</span><span><br> </span><span>一起熬夜一起在网上废话连篇</span><span><br> </span><span>过了很多天我们熬过多少夜</span><span><br> </span><span>就让我唱这一首歌</span><span><br> </span><span>请陪我熬夜到明天</span></p> <p> </p> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/a_29100_a~1018054/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/a_29100_a~1018054/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/you_know_you_re_growing_up_when~1017826/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-06:/2006/08/06/you_know_you_re_growing_up_when~1017826/Sun, 06 Aug 2006 13:56:50 +0200 <ul> <li><span><span><span> </span></span></span><span>You can&rsquo;t fit in the baby swing at the park.</span></li> <li><span>You manage to squeeze yourself into your old hiding space but you can&rsquo;t get back out.</span></li> <li><span><span><span> </span></span></span><span>You can go on the roller coaster because you pass the height mark.</span></li> <li><span></span><span>You start getting more phone calls than your mom.</span></li> <li><span><span><span> </span></span></span><span>Instead of getting up at the crack of dawn to watch cartoons on Saturdays, you sleep until </span><span>noon</span><span>.</span></li> <li><span><span><span> </span></span></span><span>Food tastes just as good with a lot less ketchup</span></li> <li><span></span><span>You realize it&rsquo;s YOUR underwear that your mother is hanging on the clothesline for all the neighbors to see.</span></li> <li><span></span><span>You stop giggling at the word &ldquo;kiss&rdquo;.</span></li> <li><span><span><span> </span></span></span><span>The waitress no longer assumes you want crayons and a kid&rsquo;s menu</span></li> <li><span></span><span>You get grounded instead of getting a &ldquo;time-out&rdquo;.</span></li> <li><span></span><span>You have to watch your younger brother so that your mom can get her first real rest in fourteen years.</span></li> </ul> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/you_know_you_re_growing_up_when~1017826/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/you_know_you_re_growing_up_when~1017826/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/title~1017807/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-06:/2006/08/06/title~1017807/Sun, 06 Aug 2006 13:49:44 +0200 <p><strong>Best Friends</strong></p> <p>I thought she was my best friend<br> The best one I’ve ever had<br> Instead I found out the truth<br> And what I learned was sad.</p> <p>We still call each other friends<br> But I feel we’re far apart<br> Though we see each other every day<br> I have a broken heart.</p> <p>She has made new friends<br> And I have made some, too.<br> We are talking less and less<br> And inside I’m cold and blue. </p> <p>Each and every night I pray<br> That she will finally see<br> How much I want our friendship back<br> And how much she means to me.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/title~1017807/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/title~1017807/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/what_life_is_all_about~1017802/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-06:/2006/08/06/what_life_is_all_about~1017802/Sun, 06 Aug 2006 13:48:25 +0200 <p>Life isn’t about keeping score. It’s not about how many people call you and it’s not about who you’ve dated, are dating or haven’t dated at all. It isn’t about whom you’ve kissed, what sport you play or which guy or girl likes you. It’s not about your shoes or your hair or the color of your skin or where you live or go to school. In fact, it’s not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept you or not. Life isn’t about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it’s not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn’t about that.</p> <p>But life is about whom you love and who you hurt. It’s about how you feel about yourself. It’s about trust, happiness and compassion. It’s about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It’s about what you say and what you mean. It’s about seeing people for who they are and not what they have. Most of all, it is about choosing to use your life to touch someone else’s in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise. These choices are what life’s about.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/what_life_is_all_about~1017802/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/what_life_is_all_about~1017802/#commentshttp://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/my_new_best_friend~1017795/tag:patriciashuling.blog.co.uk,2006-08-06:/2006/08/06/my_new_best_friend~1017795/Sun, 06 Aug 2006 13:46:23 +0200 <p>Today I met a great new friend <br>Who knew me right away <br>It was funny how she understood <br>All I had to say </p> <p>She listened to my problems <br>She listened to my dreams <br>We talked about love and life <br>She&rsquo;d been there, too, it seems </p> <p>I never once felt judged by her <br>She knew just how I felt <br>She seemed to just accept me <br>And all the problems I&rsquo;d been dealt </p> <p>She didn&rsquo;t interrupt me <br>Or need to have her say <br>She just listened very patiently <br>And didn&rsquo;t go away </p> <p>I wanted her to understand <br>How much this meant to me <br>But as I went to hug her <br>Something startled me </p> <p>I put my arms in front of me <br>And went to pull her nearer <br>And realized that my new best friend <br>Was nothing but a mirror<br> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/my_new_best_friend~1017795/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://patriciashuling.blog.co.uk/2006/08/06/my_new_best_friend~1017795/#comments