i used to have some other meaning when it comes to christmas.
it's a reminder i called it.
so many years back then, and now i realized that's not something that really matters.
once we get older, a lot of stuff that you assume it's extremely important to you means nothing.
of course, like i said, there's still something never changes.
to conclude that this year is good enough to celebrate?
ohh i'll leave this question to my next post.
there's never enough photos.
i mean, every single time when i thought im done with this particular place, in fact it's not.
im talking about photos that i took in each different places i go.
today, i made the biggest mistake for bring my camera out but left the SD memory card behind.
which also meaning that i can't take photos,
im kind of taking an empty and not unusable camera out of my house.
bad bad.
yesterday i did not showed my popular card when i purchased a book, and a permanent marker.
bad bad.
it seemed that i have to learn things this way, so that i will not repeat these for another time.
sad to say, but there will always be a second chance for me to do such stupid mistakes again.
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this afternoon, i talked to a primary school friend of mine that i haven't seen for years.
yes, she still remembered me, and told me my voice is diffrent?
ooooopss
" oh you, yes, what's your surname again?"
" me? kwah? haha."
it gets to me to say, it's better to talk to someone whom you never meet up for a long time.
there will be no bad impression of them, you forget about it already after so many years.
what appeared in my mind is that she told "you" whose her secret admirer at that time.
just when she told you how's her life now,
while your brain ( normally the natural instinct)
trying to set out a picture of how does she look now ,
5 years later.
that's a very funny thing.
now i want to present you one of baby's sister;
omg, i know!
so cute right =)
and so much more obedient than my baby boy.
have a blessed christmas everyone!
edited;
i set out on a narrow way many years ago
hoping i would find true love along the broken road
but i got lost a time or two
wipe my brow and kept pushing through
i couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
every long lost dream led me to where you are
others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
pointing me on my way into your loving arms
this much i know it's true
and god bless the broken road that led me straight to you
i think about the years i spent just passing through
i'd like to have the time i lost and give it back to you
but you just smile and take my hand
you've been there, you understand
it's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
now i am just rolling home into my lover's arms
this much i know it's true
that god bless the broken road
and led me straight to you
god bless the broken road by
rascal flats



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