well..recently post all my holiday post LOL. super late i know. psps
Yea i changed my blog song already,
Jo de la Rosa 'Letting go' It is very meaningfull for me :)
-Back to LIFE-
My sister waiyee suddenly wanna call the gangs come out for dinner location at Hulu langat :) yeah sifut sifut i like seafood so muchie !! yummy yummy most like is PRAWN ! awwss!!
Yea i changed my blog song already,
Jo de la Rosa 'Letting go' It is very meaningfull for me :)
Letting go
It's over. He's gone.
Why do we have to part while
the love is still there?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when
somebody bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet
only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered,
words left unsaid, letters left unread,
poems left undone, songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship,
one of the hardest things to do
is saying goodbye and letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you
will be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, they who go,
feel not the pain of parting:
it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left
with memories of a love
that was meant to be,
a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end
of a relationship,
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.
Unfair as it may seem,
but that's the way love goes.
That's the drama, the bittersweet
and the risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end
without us knowing when,
without us knowing how,
without us even knowing why.
And we must forget not because we have to
but because we have to.
In letting go, sorrows come
not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that everywhere you go,
everything you do,
every song you hear,
every turn of your head,
every move of your body,
every beat of your heart,
every blink of your eye and every breath
you take always reminds you of him.
It's like a stab of a knife,
a torture in the night.
Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated
when only one person is missing.
Just imagine,
there are billion people on earth
and yet it seems you feel lonely
and empty without the other.
I don't know if it's worth calling an art,
but letting go entails
special skills sparkled
with a considerable space and time.
Time heals all wounds but it takes
a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part.
Not all love stories end with
"...and they live happily ever after."
Sometimes we have to part because of
circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it would
mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to
temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end
like every dawn has its dusk.
It's something we can't control,
something we had to live up.
It's over.
He's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered,
words will be spoken,
letters will be read,
poems will be recited in the night,
songs will be sung in harmony,
love will be expressed in solitude and
promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.
It's over. He's gone.
Why do we have to part while
the love is still there?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when
somebody bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet
only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered,
words left unsaid, letters left unread,
poems left undone, songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship,
one of the hardest things to do
is saying goodbye and letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you
will be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, they who go,
feel not the pain of parting:
it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left
with memories of a love
that was meant to be,
a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end
of a relationship,
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.
Unfair as it may seem,
but that's the way love goes.
That's the drama, the bittersweet
and the risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end
without us knowing when,
without us knowing how,
without us even knowing why.
And we must forget not because we have to
but because we have to.
In letting go, sorrows come
not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that everywhere you go,
everything you do,
every song you hear,
every turn of your head,
every move of your body,
every beat of your heart,
every blink of your eye and every breath
you take always reminds you of him.
It's like a stab of a knife,
a torture in the night.
Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated
when only one person is missing.
Just imagine,
there are billion people on earth
and yet it seems you feel lonely
and empty without the other.
I don't know if it's worth calling an art,
but letting go entails
special skills sparkled
with a considerable space and time.
Time heals all wounds but it takes
a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part.
Not all love stories end with
"...and they live happily ever after."
Sometimes we have to part because of
circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it would
mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to
temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end
like every dawn has its dusk.
It's something we can't control,
something we had to live up.
It's over.
He's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered,
words will be spoken,
letters will be read,
poems will be recited in the night,
songs will be sung in harmony,
love will be expressed in solitude and
promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.
-Back to LIFE-
My sister waiyee suddenly wanna call the gangs come out for dinner location at Hulu langat :) yeah sifut sifut i like seafood so muchie !! yummy yummy most like is PRAWN ! awwss!!
emm this is fried vegetables . the taste are nice too :) but very oily haha. i prefer eat prawn hehehehe
hmm , let u all guess this plate with the mirrow monkey is whose?
its mine!BELIEVE IT ?
LOL.. i just eat abit only haha cause in holiday i fat jor 2kg .. wtf =.=
somemore my face very 'ball' now..
makeup will helps me to cover my ball ball face haha
its mine!BELIEVE IT ?
LOL.. i just eat abit only haha cause in holiday i fat jor 2kg .. wtf =.=
somemore my face very 'ball' now..
makeup will helps me to cover my ball ball face haha
(( TWINS xoxo! ))
my BFF ! i would like to call them babe :] babe Jing and my babe Ice XOXO
like to stick with them f*cking happy outing with them hehe~~
my yee ying not goin and baobao not in this photo , she eating that time LOL~
like to stick with them f*cking happy outing with them hehe~~
my yee ying not goin and baobao not in this photo , she eating that time LOL~
Rock fifa session !
Dolphin cafe
monkey sick #@!#>
babe ice~
Xiao An
Ah hao ,xiao jun
babe yogurt,xiao an
Rock fifa session! Seri Kembangan Equenn park
Seri Kembangan Equeen Park again !
whistle ~~~
waiyee ,ting baobao
handsome hok ~~
hehe mimi yen~~ cuteee
babe yogurt~
Hong hong , Bryan
Yeah.. Weng han came backed from Taiwan! rock Fifa together good timing uhh hehe :)
<<From the left>>
Bryan,me,ice,hong hong,honghong,weng han,waiyee,baobao,yogurt,I jing,bryan
End with LOVE xoxo♥
By Venn
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