<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895</id><updated>2011-07-14T17:44:56.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>patrick_liz</title><subtitle type='html'>Special Blog for Special Person like YOU</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-9184804546321881149</id><published>2007-09-12T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T23:38:05.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pls update&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-9184804546321881149?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/2127128676936814845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/2127128676936814845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>ҜЄhz ^^**Ψ**♀♂</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216786873885788728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fCXyD8aqNx8/SC_bxGic1wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xvXW4lks4fI/S220/IMG_4970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-117397439521101583</id><published>2007-03-15T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:59:55.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just wana say</title><content type='html'>many things happen , tat slowly lead me to some one i duno.. if u noe who i am.. plz tell me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-117397439521101583?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/117397439521101583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=117397439521101583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/117397439521101583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/117397439521101583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-wana-say.html' title='just wana say'/><author><name>ҜЄhz 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>男孩和女孩在一起已經一年多了，彼此都非常深愛著對方。男孩常常帶著女孩去海邊看海，男孩總說他喜歡看那寬闊的海面；喜歡聽著海浪拍打岸邊的聲音，他說那是幅最美的畫。女孩也很喜歡聽男孩跟她說這些事。女孩常問男孩愛不愛她，因為她心裡總是對自己沒有信心，而男孩的回答也常使女孩安心。男孩面對女孩這個問題從不覺得厭煩，因為他喜歡看著女孩依畏在自己懷裡時，撒嬌地問愛不愛她的那副可愛模樣。每當女孩難過哭泣時，男孩總是溫柔地安慰她，他覺得要好好保護女孩，絕對不會使女孩傷心、受到傷害。對於男孩的溫柔，女孩也覺得理所當然，也非常習慣在他的保護之下。然而當甜蜜的日子漸漸開始改變，在時間的考驗下，化學因子在他們之間慢慢產生變質。男孩愛上了另一個女生，但卻一直沒有跟女孩提過，雖然依舊關心著女孩、呵護著女孩，但女孩知道男孩的心已不在自己的身上了，可是女孩也都沒有和男孩說什麼。女孩有一天再次問男孩愛不愛她，但男孩這次卻猶豫而沒有回答，女孩心中這時候已經非常清楚這個答案了。女孩對男孩笑了笑，並且約隔天見面，男孩答應了她。隔天女孩終於跟男孩提出分手，更令男孩訝異的是女孩說的原因。女孩說其實很早前就想提出了，其實她並不是很愛男孩，只是習慣多一個人陪伴，而且也開始厭煩男孩了，以前只是不忍心開口，所以才等到現在提出。男孩聽了很生氣也覺得很難過，男孩心想從前為女孩所做的一切好像都是多餘的，所以男孩也跟女孩坦白說自己也喜歡上另一個女生。然後他們各自地離去，那天下午下雨了，女孩獨自走在寧靜的街道上，女孩哭了，因為她說了謊，說了一個她最不願意說的謊，但沒有人看得到她在流淚\。可是女孩還是勉強地微笑了，因為她想笑著離開，離開她最愛的那個男孩。時間過的很快，轉眼間兩年過了，男孩終於要跟另一個女生結婚了，男孩想起了女孩，於是男孩想送帖子給女孩順便看看她。他到了女孩家，並詢問女孩的近況，女孩的家人拿出一封信給男孩並且說他看了應該會了解。『嗨，你過的好不好呢，我想應該不錯吧！！（嘿）也許\你收到這封信已經是很久以後了；或者你看不到這封信，但沒關係了。我只是想跟你說，認識你真的是我一輩子最高興、最值得的事，即使只能成為回憶，那也將是我最寶貴的回憶了。對不起，跟你在一起我從沒對你說過謊，但我卻破例地撒了一個謊話，但也許\這個謊話是解決問題最好的辦法吧。那天我跟你說我不愛你、說厭煩你、、等等。那並不是我的真心話，有誰知道我是多深愛著你，只是當那時候我問你那個問題，我看到你的猶豫時，我知道我們之間該有個決定了，所以我撒了謊。其實我知道你愛上另一個女生的事，但我不怪你，因為我並不覺得你有錯，因為你只是遇到另一個比我更需要你保護、更需要你呵護的女生而已。但是我知道你的心很善良，你不忍心告訴我，害怕我會受到傷害。所以我決定編一個謊話來離開你，我寧願在我們分手時你會怪我、會討厭我，我也不願看到你帶著愧\疚我的心情離開，因為這樣我會更難過。在那天你離開後，我走在街道時，我看到雨後天空出現的彩虹，好美好美。我覺得好高興，因為我彷彿也看到了你的另一個幸福，於是我笑了，那是開心地笑了。我好想再聽到你的聲音，雖然我知道你的那份溫柔已不再屬於我了，但我依然高興我曾擁有過它，謝謝你，謝謝你曾帶給我的那些回憶和幸福。男孩看完也哭了，他怪自己沒有好好珍惜女孩對他的感情，怪自己當初竟然還責怪女孩的無情。女孩的家人告訴男孩，在那天女孩淋著雨回家後，因為受到風寒生病，結果檢查後才發現女孩早就患有癌症，所以使得病情更加嚴重，最後終於在三個月後去世了，而這封信大概是在去世前一個月寫的。女孩的家人說女孩去世時的模樣一點都看不出像是受到病魔折騰的樣子，反而像多那一些些安詳、幸福的感覺。也許\就像是那天女孩看到彩虹時所顯現出的容顏吧！！&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fCXyD8aqNx8/SC_bxGic1wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xvXW4lks4fI/S220/IMG_4970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-114727127529247505</id><published>2006-05-10T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T07:27:55.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>其实很多男孩都不知道……</title><content type='html'>其实很多男孩子都不知道，女孩子在冲他们发火后自己却转过身不断啜泣。其实很多男孩子都不知道，女孩子从来不会真正生他们的气，因为她是真的喜欢他在乎他。其实很多男孩子都不知道，女孩子只会对她自己喜欢的男生唠唠叨叨，也只会对自己喜欢的人耍性子。你要知道，假若她不喜欢你，她根本不会来在乎你关心你，她是怕你做错事情。你要知道，假若她不喜欢你，她根本不会对你发火，不会冲你撒娇，不会让你哄她--因为在别人面前她都是淑女。你要知道，假若她不喜欢你，你根本就没有本事让她哭泣，即使让她生气也不会超过2天！而这一切都只是因为她喜欢你，而这一切都因为你还不够在意她不够懂她……于是，你们时常争吵，你认为她脾气不好，她认为你不够迁就她……于是，你们总是冷战，你以为她不喜欢你，她以为你不在乎她……于是，你们总莫名其妙的彼此错过，也许擦身而过本身就是一种悲伤着的无奈与幸福……要知道，凄美依然是美的一种，并且美的绚丽悲凉而沧桑，那是更加的美~因为她喜欢你，所以才偶尔冲你发火，时常对你撒娇。因为她喜欢你，所以才会生你的气；而又是因为喜欢你，她才不会去生气那么久。你可知道，每个女孩子的心都是水晶做的，晶莹剔透，很容易就碰伤摔碎。你可知道，每个女孩子都是不设防的，你那么轻易就闯进她的心，走的时候却只留下伤害！她从来都不知道，这个世界上根本没有可以让她哭的人，因为真正值得让她哭的那个人根本舍不得让她哭……她会很矜持，她会很骄傲，她会很冷淡，她总是嘴里说着“你走开”，心里却一直叫你留下。请竖起你的耳朵，也请打开你的心，去听她内心真正的呼唤吧，而不是她嘴里的口是心非！她会看着你转身，然后她跟着你转身；当侧身而过的时候，你看不见她的泪，那是滂沱在心里的泪~如果你喜欢她，请多陪陪她；如果你喜欢她，请多宠宠她；如果你喜欢她，请多让让她……如果你真的喜欢她，请你去听听她内心的声音，那是一种呐喊！请你张开臂膀拥抱她！在爱情世界里，你们总是彼此伤害着，彷佛这样才能证明自己爱得激烈，爱到轰轰烈烈！可是，爱情没有孰对孰错，更没有你比我多我比你少的概念。你爱她，她爱你，如此就已经足够，不要试图让彼此受伤，让彼此更加脆弱悲伤。你们彼此相爱需要的是温暖、是幸福、是甜蜜、是快乐，而不是伤害。不要用沉默宣战，不要互不相让，更不要什么话都不讲就漠然离去。要知道，当你离去的时候，你的眼睛起了雾，她的眼角泛着泪光……越是安静，战火就越传，这是冷战，也是彼此的伤害。无论以后怎么的复合，那些伤口是曾经存在的，是你怎么也抹不去的……请给她一个拥抱，用你的拥抱去化解她心里的悲伤与眼角的泪水。她喜欢你，她绝对不会拒绝你的拥抱，她只会害怕你的冷漠、转身的无声安静。请记住，相爱的人不要宣战，因为带来的伤害超出你的预计。也请记住，只要你喜欢她，没什么是你接受不了的，只要你喜欢她，就喜欢她的一切一切。那么她所有的小性子、所有的坏脾气、所有的臭毛病在你眼里都是撒娇。也请记住，她喜欢你，需要的不是你真的转身，她嘴里说着的也不是她真心话。她只是想你宠她，想你抱她……&lt;div 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^^**Ψ**♀♂</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216786873885788728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fCXyD8aqNx8/SC_bxGic1wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xvXW4lks4fI/S220/IMG_4970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-114519192851325460</id><published>2006-04-16T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T05:52:08.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>Lady: Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;Man: I can't tell the reason.. but I really like you..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: You can't even tell me the reason... how can you say you like me? How can you say you love me?&lt;br /&gt;Man: I really don't know the reason, but I can prove that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason.My friend's boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!&lt;br /&gt;Man: Ok..ok!!! Erm... because you are beautiful,because your voice is sweet, because you are caring, because you are loving, because you are thoughtful, because of your smile, because of your every movements.&lt;br /&gt;The lady felt very satisfied with the man's answer.Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident and became comma.&lt;br /&gt;The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is the content:&lt;br /&gt;Darling,Because of your sweet voice that I love you...&lt;br /&gt;Now can you talk?&lt;br /&gt;No!Therefore I cannot love you.&lt;br /&gt;Because of your care and concern that I like you..&lt;br /&gt;Now that you cannot show them,&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I cannot love you.&lt;br /&gt;Because of your smile,Because of your every movements that I love you..&lt;br /&gt;Now can you smile?&lt;br /&gt;Now can you move?&lt;br /&gt;No, therefore I cannot love you...&lt;br /&gt;If love needs a reason, like now, there is no reason for me to love you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Do love need a reason?&lt;br /&gt;NO!Therefore, I still love you...&lt;br /&gt;And love doesn't need a reason&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes the best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, cannot be touched,but can be felt in the heart"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-114519192851325460?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/114519192851325460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=114519192851325460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/114519192851325460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/114519192851325460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2006/04/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>ҜЄhz ^^**Ψ**♀♂</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216786873885788728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fCXyD8aqNx8/SC_bxGic1wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xvXW4lks4fI/S220/IMG_4970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-114492298316572490</id><published>2006-04-13T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T03:09:43.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>just wana put something here.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-114492298316572490?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fCXyD8aqNx8/SC_bxGic1wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xvXW4lks4fI/S220/IMG_4970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-114250610638959476</id><published>2006-03-16T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T02:48:26.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chz</title><content type='html'>haiz.. when u wan to update ur blog????&lt;br /&gt;hihi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-114250610638959476?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/114250610638959476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=114250610638959476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/114250610638959476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/114250610638959476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2006/03/chz.html' title='chz'/><author><name>ҜЄhz ^^**Ψ**♀♂</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216786873885788728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fCXyD8aqNx8/SC_bxGic1wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xvXW4lks4fI/S220/IMG_4970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-112515849796507655</id><published>2005-08-27T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T09:01:37.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a nice poem</title><content type='html'>THE GREATEST PAIN IN LIFE...is not to die, but to be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;To lose the person you love so much to another who doesn't care at all.&lt;br /&gt;To have someone you care so about so much throw a party... and not tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;When your favorite person on earth neglects to invite you to his graduation.&lt;br /&gt;To have people think that you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest pain in life, is not to die,but to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;To be left in the dust after another's great achievement.&lt;br /&gt;To never get a call from a friend,just saying "hi".&lt;br /&gt;When you show someone your innermost thought sand they laugh in your face.&lt;br /&gt;For friends to always be too busy to console you when you need someone to lift your spirits.&lt;br /&gt;When it seems like the only person who cares about you,is you.&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of pain,but does it ever get better?&lt;br /&gt;Will people ever care about each other,and make time for those who are in need?&lt;br /&gt;Each of us has a part to playin this great show we call life.&lt;br /&gt;Each of us has a duty to mankind to tell our friends we love them.&lt;br /&gt;If you do not care about your friends you will not be punished.&lt;br /&gt;You will simply be ignored...forgotten... as you have done to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-112515849796507655?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/112515849796507655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=112515849796507655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/112515849796507655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/112515849796507655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-poem.html' title='a nice poem'/><author><name>ҜЄhz ^^**Ψ**♀♂</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216786873885788728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fCXyD8aqNx8/SC_bxGic1wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xvXW4lks4fI/S220/IMG_4970.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111823925087533278</id><published>2005-06-08T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T07:00:50.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday pass so fast</title><content type='html'>holiday, just two week, next week need to go sch liao. hai~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In holiday, i just bz with other ppl thing till i haven't prepare anything to school by the way school day is coming. but start from monday, and also is 13 jun 2005, it will be the 1st day i need to study hard bcoz i promise myself to give my 'lao po' a better life in the future. but donno can or not, hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.................&lt;br /&gt;what to say anymore, donno liao.&lt;br /&gt;but the day with lao po pass with very happy, although she is sick, but still take care of me and always make me happy. the day is colourful with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now talk some about my house, in the holiday i clean up the store and also my room. now in my room add one set speaker system and one new bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha donno what to say more, stop here lar.&lt;br /&gt;next time if i got something to write then i will write here.&lt;br /&gt;hope u all will get the one u love and love them when u can. it maybe only the one u can love at the last.&lt;br /&gt;and make a wish here, only one is good enough, wish all ppl around this world can "dream come truth"&lt;br /&gt;wish to all religion in this world&lt;br /&gt;namo amitohuo, amen, alah muhabah, and each other&lt;div 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fast'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111659544182492257</id><published>2005-05-20T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T06:47:42.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a happy day</title><content type='html'>Today is our sch special holiday, but i wake up at 5.30 bcoz my dad ask me send my sis and bro to sch. then i clean up  and take bath, while just prepare to go out, my dad ask me will be better if let my bro drive the car to sch then he just send me to take the car. i say yes then i continue sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i wake up at 8.45 call by dad and go kk. we have breakfast at towerling there then my dad just send me to sch take the car. at the moment, i haven decide go where then i ask my darling either want me go she there or not. then she ask me go she there and i was there 5 min later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, she going to make cookies and the we start by i help her to cut the butter into small piece and she prepare the thing need to use. then she start to meansure the flour, sugar and other. after that then start to blend all the thing but less one vanilla essention. then we start to make the mixture into some sharp. finally put the cookies to cook in oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waitting i help she install the mp3 maker. but most of the song cannot convert to mp3, but i also dono why. then i online and got chat with someone but just for a while only. then we continue see the cookies but still haven good yet. already around 30 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the cookies is done, althought it not as well as sell in shop, but it very sweet while i eat it. bcoz it is make by my darling. haha...... but the happy time always not long, i need to fetch my sis liao. so just can say good bye to her. but on the way to my sis sch, i talk with her on phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happiest time of today just like that, although is short, but very happy and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank for ur cookies darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111659544182492257?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111659544182492257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111659544182492257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111659544182492257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111659544182492257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-day.html' title='a happy day'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111651307865954108</id><published>2005-05-19T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T07:31:18.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new life in sch</title><content type='html'>haha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally school started, so miss school day, but just a register only, so boring.&lt;br /&gt;while holiday, so miss school day, while school day, miss holiday. haiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this two day at schoold a bit boring bcoz nothing can do, cannot go in class and just sit under tree only. but still can pass with well bcoz can chat with best friends and my darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donno why, we four now come together and can chat till sot sot. haha, laugh only, none stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few day i pass with very happy and nice bcoz always can with my darling and can dating with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donno what to write, so bye bye here. later just meet u all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111651307865954108?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111651307865954108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111651307865954108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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for a long time, but i haven't get the answer for me myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, i know it. i get it. the answer is i am really a useless person. just a rubbish in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i say so, because i feel all the thing that i do just like a rubbish. anything i that i try hard to do, but i just get the rubbish payback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime, i go fetch my sister home, and i need to stay at kk for few hour just bcoz i need to fetch her, but when i just reach home, what i get~? been scold that i go out play for whole day, and don wan to help work in home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i let my brother use the car and i just stay at school and wait there for few hour, what i get~? he scold me. and i try hard to send the car for him, what i get too~? scold.&lt;br /&gt;my dad say don let him use the car, then i don let, what i get~? scold too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many, what i try hard to do, i think i will get a good payback, but i wrong, what i did all is useless, by the way i get a bad payback, i really donno why i need to do all that stupid thing. is it worth~? i use my time, money, and also i abondan many thing, the thing that i like most, but i what i get back`? is it i need to do all that~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime, i really donno that i did that all is right~? or wrong~?&lt;br /&gt;ppl say, "how u do to ppl, u will get the same payback"&lt;br /&gt;but this not the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone tell me that i support live in this world~?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111538346501339599?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111538346501339599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>erm............</title><content type='html'>i donno u understand what i wanna tell u or not. so make u angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u say ur mom say many thing to u and a part of it is about me.&lt;br /&gt;i donno what ur mom tell u, but i know that all are unhappy thing.&lt;br /&gt;i know my personality is not very good, but i trying to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i know u hard, so many thing that make u hard i don wan to do.&lt;br /&gt;i say i will seldom to go ur house to meet u, because i don wan u face ya li between me and ur mom, and don wan u hard to be person, so i choose to left, and just meet sometime and can contact with phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur mom say that i less in moral or can say is mulia, maybe i am, bcoz something i really cannot do till too good. and for ur mom and u all, ur moral and mulia is very high. with what u say and what u think can know. and sometime is i don want to join in something like talking about agama one, or other. yes i know that is good. but if i always go, my pa also will say me, so i don wan that become a problem between us.&lt;br /&gt;so that why i don wan talk about agama, money, bisness and some with my friends, maybe this is how i see, because i don wan this will become a thing that make my friends and me go a ji li. because i understand that if just talk about that to friends, them will left and try to excape. like lim, ricky and some.&lt;br /&gt;so i vry seldom talk about bisness, money, and money between friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, however lar.&lt;br /&gt;i donno what i did make u angry to me, maybe u missunderstand what i wanna tell so just angry or what else. but i just wann tell u that if u hard to be person if i always go ur house, then i seldom go ur house. i do this not because i angry or bu suang with u, but is i don ever wan see ur hard, my heart pain. when u wanna meet me, then u call me go u there lar. and kiss u, i now going to control me myself to don kiss u. but sometime, is hard to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i say that maybe will jejas ur love to me, because today, u already cool to me, maybe is ya li lar from ur mom, and maybe what ur mom tell u will jejas my imeg for u, so i mean de jejas is like this. because how also will a bit de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno what u thinking now lar, so i hope u can tell me what u think, it is good for me and also to u. i do like this all is because i don want u hard to be person, don wan see u ya li, don wan u do something that u don wan to do like broke what ur mom ask u don do, and something u really don wan do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno i try to do this is true or not, but i think i do like this ur life will more easy and happy, so i try to do.&lt;br /&gt;but if u not happy i do this, u tell me. ok~?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111460505162977494?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111460396479321408</id><published>2005-04-27T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T05:12:44.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just for u</title><content type='html'>i tell u that no need to paksa forgot ur sweet memory. because how it also is a part of u life, and it is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to say sorry to this because last time just wan u to forgot it, but i am wrong for it. yes, how also i will jealous or will a bit xin suan when u think of it, but if use another side to see it, i will be ok and impossible that u cannot xiang hui ur sweet memory.&lt;br /&gt;so i just wanna say, no need to paksa u to forgot the sweet memory, but if bad memory, then that need to forgot lar.&lt;br /&gt;u forgot, of coz i will happy lar, but i don wan see u very hard and ya li.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the middle, my sis call me to fetch her so i need to go early and cant help her to find the hamster. so just feel a bit no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today i really very happy lar bcoz of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111426448795038813?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111426448795038813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111426448795038813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111426448795038813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111426448795038813'/><link rel='alternate' 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is not using smoke, but is a candy that is long one or a biskut. so when i eat a biskut that is a rod one, then i will hold it like hold smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise u that i will not smoke ler, that i sure i will not.&lt;br /&gt;but today i broke my promise that i say i will not kiss u but finally i kiss, i just can apology with it. and i will less kiss  u de, really, i will control myself to don always kiss u. bcoz just now really.................... sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111417437376042450?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111417437376042450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111417437376042450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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jealous, just like u to other guy only. just the a bit de jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got say that how he also that u had love de person, so is possible u will like that to him. i mean like that to him is think him as ur good friends or brother. so between friends u will more chat to is possible. but how also got a bit de normal de jealous lar, just like other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time i got think much that bcoz when i just wanna take the gift and see, u block me, and just see ur bag also u don give, so that time i think de is why i still cant make u till like no secret between me. so that i got think much and then i saw that is a key chain u give to him. u say that u give him bcoz he is ur bro but why vic didn't got. so i got think much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now, yes, when think of it will got a bit de jealous but that is ok. nothing de. and got ur explain, it will more better. but how also got a bit de lar. and just now i got sad is bcoz i feel i very bad bcoz make u feel bad, and no good bcoz make me jealous. so i no in a good mood lor, not because i jealous then no mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just now i got ask u rite, u still got love him and u still miss him~? that answer u give me already very good. but both also u give like with kidding. so .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about the name in ur phone, i not jealous why he can till the best friends icon but mine still friends, but is i feel that i still can be the boyfreinds status to u, so u didn't change, but that u say u lazy to change last time and bcoz many, so is ok de, but today i just ask only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huey ye, sometime i also wan u to tell me ur feel or what de, ur thinking or ur explain, that will let me feel better de. but that if depend on u lar, u feel wan to tell then tell, if u feel no need then nvm de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, if u say jealous u with other guy, the normal de jealous got lar, but that still in control one. but if u say very jealous one ar..... i think will not bcoz u give me a very good de xin xing liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i am a very bad de guy lar, donno how to keep u happy and always make u feel bad and sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111417282595180951?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111417282595180951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111417282595180951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111417282595180951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111417282595180951'/><link rel='alternate' 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there and start go kk around 8.20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reach her there around 8.40 and i call her up to open the gates for me, i feel a bit not good bcoz she not enough sleep at sleep not well. but nvm lar, she say she happy then ok. then she say wanna go to see dentist bcoz her teeth is broken. i bring her go there at 10 but very unlucky the dentist dayoff. then she follow me go kk to do something. in the way to kk, i think much and talk a bit thing that not good. then she not in a good mood. after thatwe go lido and meet her dad there. then we go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then her mom say wanna send thing to center then i help them to packing and then her dad bring we go have lunch. after lunch, we go bank 1st then go send the thing. after send the thing, we go walk around center and very happy there. but when reach someplace got sell keychain, then i talk about she got give someone the keychain then start to bad mood liao. then i also feel wrong make her feel so then i drive a bit fast. she feel very worry and wanna cry then she hold my hand very strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i bring her to someplace and stay at there, actually i promise her to dont do something but finally i did. and she just care me to don sad and i feel very bad bcoz let her feel hard, ya li, sad and bad. but finally i get happy when i stay at her house and think of something. she also look happy back but i donno she try to let me feel better or she really happy back. whatever lar, i very thank to her bcoz so good to me. then i go home lor............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today actually will be a happy day but bcoz of me, it become a bad and sad day. sorry to u, sorry............&lt;br /&gt;i will try to change don so jealous and make u feel bad. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hope that u can happy all the time and if u wan without me, i also can do just wan u happy.&lt;br /&gt;tell me pls if u feel bad or not well. don keep it in ur heart. ok~?&lt;br /&gt;i will try to change to make u haappy de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry and thank to the one i love and special like u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u lao po,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111416796486643399?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111416796486643399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111416796486643399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111416796486643399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111416796486643399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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fen" will at ur side all the time althought i am not in this world, but will gone when u found another protection because this is fair for u and also to the person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will use all my life to love u, to care u, to miss u, to with u, to siak u, to kiss u, to need u, and die for u. forever love from me to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u love and love u de lao gong, to the most love de lao po&lt;br /&gt;i love u so much, more then what i can say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111409394354396767?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111409394354396767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111409394354396767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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but feel nothing to do then i continue sleep till 9.30. i don wan to wake up so early because i know that nothing to do and i cannot contact someone so will boring. but my dad already call me to wake up and ask me wanna join them to eat breakfast at kk. &lt;br /&gt;but i didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go kk and my bro, sis and the two little cousin still in home. i take a bath and clean up and go shop. i didn't sms someone because i know that she in meeting and she no credit and don wan she feel cant reply me so cant concentrate in the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go shop there and buy a pao then go home with the two little cousin and sis because my grandma didn't got key and maybe waiting in home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i get someone sms and i very happy. but just can sms two msg only. nvm lar, she need to rest so don wan disturb her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today really boring lar, finally i wash two car, and i go broke my old chicken cage. and also go jogging with my sis and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai..............................................................really boring lar without u, but nvm lar.&lt;br /&gt;bcoz i know that u always be my side de. hehe.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you darling, my hou lao po.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111408503965266664?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111408503965266664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111408503965266664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111408503965266664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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get his watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i bring her to someplace and stay at there, then something unhappy happen.i very regret with it and i feel very wrong and i hope that will not happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go back to sch to meet some friends there and then go home. she cook lunch and we eat together but around by some ppl, not so nice the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we go drink yoyo at damai then fetch my sis and send her home. finally go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i really donno how to say lar, but already happen, so just let it go from my memorize and ..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111382234637788136?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111382234637788136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111381542893601949</id><published>2005-04-18T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T02:10:28.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so sorry and thank</title><content type='html'>today is 18th of april, actually i plan to make someone happy and try to do something make her feel good, but finally............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did something really make her scare, bad and also sad. i really very sorry to her, but she still can talk nice to me and ask me don worry about it and very good to me. this i very thank to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno........&lt;br /&gt;i feel very sorry, and thank and donno how to say the feel, but just hope this will not make anywave to our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111381542893601949?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111381542893601949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111381542893601949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111381542893601949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111381542893601949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-sorry-and-thank.html' title='so sorry and thank'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111340844094097609</id><published>2005-04-13T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T09:07:20.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday is the same feel..................</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;today i wake up at 6 because need go to school for find teacher asking about form 6 and going yam cha with some friends. As usually, get up then clean up me myself and have a look at outside of the house and get the clean air. it very nice while u get the clean and wet air and the view is green and full of forg and the sunlight is very soft. so hope the world can be like that forever but i know this will not be keep because our world is getting pollution and it is became more worst then the day before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Around 7, i reach school and stephanie, louise, alex was there. because need to wait for other people, so we take a sit at canteen and have a talk there. the canteen full of teacher and we also got talk to some teachers and cikgu yap said she going to spend us but need to find one day because she now busy giving tuition and need to look after her children. finally the teacher i want to find is free and i ask him about form 6, i very glad that the teacher say me can continue my study at &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;kkhs&lt;/span&gt; and ask me don't worry about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we going to go yam cha, vic and han yee reach school. but them didn't go in to school and follow us go yam cha at damai. is very full for me to eat too many thing there. because i think them will eat some of it but no one want eat. before 9, i send stephanie to school and a bit late when reach her school so not feeling good make her late.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after that de don't gonna tell you.................. bcoz some interesting happen and not suitable to tell anyone. haha.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but when i just reach home around 7, then been said by mom why go back home late but that also not i wan, bcoz my sis finish tuition at 5.30 and need to fetch my dad cousin and just can get home around that time. so for me, everyday also will be a happy started and a upset ending.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111340844094097609?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111340844094097609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111340844094097609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111340844094097609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111340844094097609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2005/04/everyday-is-same-feel.html' title='everyday is the same feel..................'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111331462152344442</id><published>2005-04-12T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T07:13:36.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Actually today will be a happy day, but...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I was sick, felling not so well so woke up a bit late then what I planed. Actually I planed to jogging and buy breakfast before come back home, but because of my sick, I didn't go and used the time for sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;After having bath and had a glass of milo, I started my trip for today. First I went kk to fetched my dad at petronas because he brought his car to service. Then we went Xin San Sui to had our breakfast. After breakfast my dad sent me to tuition center and I needed to wait at there for one an hour just I need to tuition. For the hour, I have a chat with a girl that younger then me and work at there as a sell. Finally, my class started and having a funny tuition because the teacher like Mr Bean, but the teacher is a woman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;After tuition, I went to yoyo find my friends and wait for my dad come fetch me. hehe..... But I don have any drink there. My dad come and fetched me and have our lunch at towelling. After lunch I sent my dad to got his car and I went la salle to asked about form 6. But after met the teacher, I started feel don't want study at there. I leave the school and I went to huey ye's house and teached her something about computer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;When I just reached her house, I saw her sister's friends there, and they going to pratice sing for the competition on saturday. I said hallo to all her family then I start to help her to do something on the computer. While doing, her sister friends and her sister sing and something funny happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I fetch my sister, I teached huey ye drive car. She can drove much better then last time. haha................ Then I went to thsung tsin and fetched my sister and went home. This is today trip.......... haha..........But when got home, I feel very very tired and my sick a bit bad. Then something happen and make me no mood. While having dinner with family, had a talk with my dad. Then something because me make him feel no good and regret. hai~~~~~, I more hope this not happen. But never mind lar, now I going to study at kkhs. But I also don mind where I going to study because of some reason. I feel very bad that make my dad feel no good. hai~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually today will be a happy day, but now ................. it can't be a happy day. And tomorrow, I wish it will be a nice day. But I more hope all the person around me in happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111331462152344442?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111331462152344442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111331462152344442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111331462152344442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111331462152344442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2005/04/actually-today-will-be-happy-day-but.html' title='Actually today will be a happy day, but...............'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111320589021479824</id><published>2005-04-11T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T00:51:30.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my day.</title><content type='html'>today i went to service my car, after that i brought  louise and huey ye to sch. we went to find the headmaster and ask about our co-cum certificate. then we went to have our lunch at taman cantik. after lunch i sent louise back home and have a look around taman melik. then went huey ye's house and stay there also helping her mom to do something. when the time was 3.30, i go fetch my sis at tshung tsin and go home. hehe........ this is today trip...........hehe........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111320589021479824?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111320589021479824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111320589021479824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111320589021479824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111320589021479824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-day.html' title='my day.'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12066895.post-111314378964525141</id><published>2005-04-10T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T23:58:47.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe~~~ thank u darling</title><content type='html'>hehe.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for my darling, thank her for helping me to sign up this blogspot. xin ku ni lo.......&lt;br /&gt;i love u darling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12066895-111314378964525141?l=patrickliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111314378964525141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12066895&amp;postID=111314378964525141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111314378964525141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12066895/posts/default/111314378964525141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patrickliz.blogspot.com/2005/04/hehe-thank-u-darling.html' title='hehe~~~ thank u darling'/><author><name>patrick_liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329884298510033670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
