Diyana, Kak Nad, Syaza and I..
we went to ah hong for the yummy mantis..
later on we went to Changkat for a meeting..
And then went to Bestari for supper..
it was the weirdest night ever..
Coz later I've been told that everything was planed but the planed was suddenly changed..
At 6am we were supposed to be at home coz all of us were already so tired..
But suddenly Kak Nad asked me to drive to Putrajaya to enjoy the view..
It was weird but what the heck.. I just follow..
I was on the phone when we reached Putra..
So I don't really pay attention to what's going on..
Suddenly Kak Nad and Diyana came to me carrying a box..
A box with light in it..
It was a surprise!!!
Thank You Girls!!!
cute cupcakes!
Yumm yummy!
I love everyone..
including the one on the phone! :)
p/s: I am older and learning to be wiser.. thanks korang!!! xoxo
6 comments:
hhhmm..so technically he was celebrating as well la kan. hehehe. glad u liked it! jauh perjalanan cupcakes itu. haha :D
yeah mmg sangat suke.. thanks sangat!! semangat je u bawak jauh-jauh.. kire okla takde yg terbalik.. huhu
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very true indeed lim tong.. thanks
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
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What is sacred?
Of what is the spirit made of?
What is worth living for?
What is worth dying for?
The answer to each is the same. Only love.
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