life's lil delights.
i've been seeing a lot of happy moments lately.
people around me having real life encouraging stories.
i breathe and gave Ms.Memory and Ms.Heart a smile.
just like today @ jo's bday.
the 2 lovely couple. (3)
the lunch w them and her friends.
it sure reminds me of some..
made me feel really happy for my friends...
with that, i smiled
and
wondered when will my story come by.
conversations with ger was alot about it too..
we both wondered as well.
met the sventies gang and Yu Sheng wishes revolved around;
staying pretty and 'bursting the bubble' too..
yep yep,
i am talking about the word
love'
but like the movie we watched.
"Valentine's day", the different love stories in them.
family/ friendship/ relationships.
that's a lot of love
:)
thus,
i am savouring
"my Life's Little Delights of Love
for now...
this song made me smile right upon hearing it..
Today Was a FairyTale
by Taylor Swift.
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Rui was telling me she have let down
the stubborn thoughts she once had,
:)
we mild down and tend to learn,
feel more when we get older don't we?
this age .
it's making me feel and go everywhere!
John I 4:18
There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
dread.
i thank the laughter, i thank the warmth.
i thank the people around me for keeping me sane ("insane")
i know i can shut my eyes n go straight to bed.
because i am tired.
but i refuse to..
i.d.r.e.a.d.
我已经不知道什么是真的不快乐,辛苦还是难过.. 我担心，我 已经试 图 习惯 这种 不快乐, 忘 记了我最初的希望..
是害怕失望, 还是 没有勇气..
无论是爱情，生命或工作..
我已经有点拒绝面对自己..
觉得这样或许 比较简单的开心,
因为没有希望,就
(有一天的开心,就过 一天..)
不过...
却..
我真的 累了吗?
还是,
我真的很
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我不想依赖 别人,
不过 我好累..
我的超人在 哪里?
我只需要 你 让我 知道我可以更好,
让我依靠,
让我 不害怕 放弃..
让我不害怕. ..
让我勇敢一点 ..
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being a brat.
the Boss rang.
gave me a Ren Ri gift.
Work due on Mon Morn.
such a nice gift!
i have 22% of batt left on my macbk,
and i refuse to get my charger..
that's all the effort for the day!
and i'm blogging!
(but i may suffer the aftermath tmr night)
oh.life..
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i finally brought my family out for a meal.
i finally did! :D
..
Rainbows - Janice
i overheard this song somewhere.
thought it was lovely.
read it on a friend's and just found out he has alil smth to the making of it.
then saw the mtv,
fell in love with it.
:)
love the colours~
lyrics: It doesn’t matter what colour He still smiles through the broken glass
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randomly came across a nice old song..
life. a stop over.
are there moments you stop and evaluate your "self" / "surroundings" etc..
when that happens,
are there more of a 'shock', 'swollow', smile?
i guess its often a mixed of all.
this growing up phrase has been tiring i'd say.
the roller coasters of everyday life and the hopes of tomorrows just never stops.
if only life is a bed of roses.
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i hate coughing.
because each time i finish coughing the sensation of un-comfort lingers,
and for a split second u feel bitter and grumpy after.
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but every thing will be better right?
it has to.
it will.
'And hope maketh not ashamed;
because the love of god is
shed abroad in our hearts
by the holy ghost
which is given unto us"
Romans 5:5
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nites
its the festive.
and i have to admit, it is different this year.
every year it is different.
but i still love festive...
i really do.
if only i could be happier with all i've got.
i always thought i can have an open mind, heart and soul.'
but the fear of learning more of the human world just make me have a narrower heart.
i dislike it very much.
thus, i am still trying to let things live easier.
i hope when things happen, when things come, it will be simpler and happier.
i wanna look forward for it.
i really do.
unsatisfied & unaccomplished.
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as tired as i am,
i couldn't make myself sleep.
i am reluctant to continue the stuff's i'm to do.
it is the festive period,
which i always loved,
but it feels different.
i feel that i am different.
why?
the only reason one should compromise for another
is when it does not tear the heart.
the reason why i am still swollowing the bitterness
is something i could'nt piece.
it really isn't torturous,
but moments of controlling tears and feeling so bitter, eats me up.
i keep wondering if it is pms. or is it my level of tolerance,
my immature self, my lack of courage,
my fear, or my incapabilities.
Each time, dad comments,
i really can't help but feel like wailing like a baby.
it was like the time where i had my firstlove.
i never teared, until the evening when dad said something
and when i answered back, all my bitterness outflowed..
i cried so hard. but felt so grown up after.
but unfortunately, this is not matters of the heart that makes u
sweet or happy. and growout of.
it is a portion of your living life,
should i even live with it?
what good does it bring?
i don't wish to see a softy' in me.
but how often i just want to fall down and surrender.
it makes me feel small and weak.
makes me feel unloved and upsets the soul.
i hope by compromising,
it does not make me one a grumpy human.
if it does,
someone please slap me hard and make me leave.
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Thanku for making me feel not alone.
there is something that i learnt,
i can never bring out the upset when i see u.
i wonder why.
either you are annoying enough or i really don't want you to show you my bitterness.
or it is the comfort of the mentality that understands and settles me down.
but eitherway, it works.
and i am grateful for our friendship.
thankyou there..
time.
when it slips by you so quickly.
when u seems to see glimpse of the past,
moments of the dreamy future..
you wonder what's missing.
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i missing having afternoon naps.
early breakfast.
a relaxed sunday.
with another.
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goodnight.
boo boo~
i kinda realllly like this..
i like it when almost all the floodlights go off ..
i stared @ this until i said to the few journalist about how pretty it looks!
one replied..
"yes..i looks quite nice.."
me: "...sit by there.. with a few balls n fun.."
him: " and some booze...!!"
:D
Perrrfect!
but i guess that will never happen.
i love the greens, yar. i admit that.
i like sitting on the ground too..
nothing wrong with that wad :P
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i miss something dearly.
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i WANT an iphone.
i NEED a more organised Life.
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the view of the light is still shadowed..
i hope i don't tire off meanwhile..
nite.
random night.
I managed to spend quality time w my baby wynn today.
even thou it was just the late evening...
she seems happy.
but i really want to tell her how much joy she brings me as well!
like the old saying..
"to you she is just a dog, to her.. U are everything"
Yep!
her stickyness to me all evening..
her short run downstairs..
you shld see her quick sprint back towards me!
it was really funny.
and just simple tricks and tv-ing..
i know she had a good time.
i did too..
:)
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before BED
(old song.. but i find its sentimantal-ly nice chinesey)
不讓我的眼淚陪我過夜
不讓我的眼淚陪我過夜 不讓我的眼淚陪我過夜 *even the lyrics does the oldies style.
simple, real, heart wrenching yet tearless.
time heals my friend.
but the heart in time takes more then what it can hold.
it hurts.
but the hurt will go.
the smile will come.
if it is meant to be.
it may be 10, 100, 1000 or 10 000 days,
we never know.
but when i happens,
trust me,
you'll know.
happiness should be ahead.
i wish you happiness..
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sometimes i wonder if i am a softy.
other times i think that i am a toughie.
most of the time i bite my lips n swallow the grumps.
What am i?
rule1 :
never be hungry and bitter at the same time.
it doubles/triples your emo-ness.
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