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.about.me.



bORN 1980. BLESSED with a blissful life & loved-ones. MARRIED to my soulmate.iN-LOVE with my tuscon. oBSESSED with matching colors. aDDICTED to food & fun. oVERWHELMED with 'crazy' teens. and...LEARNING to love every moment of this blessed life granted by God.



mY moMenTs

ShangHai-nanjinG trip
4th-12th november
Council Camp
19th-21st november
Hoilday trip to...??
26th -30th november

shopping list

new digicam
jeans
earrings
watch

SoNgs

from this moment
here without you
i live my life for you

.my.chatterbox.





.my.friends.

nurul
aisHa
duRi
izzy
nora
effe
ana
fatz
era
tini
zany
shake
azreen
tooNie
mankul
aladYnna
izadnhana
uTTerLy oRange
BLoGGeR fAn OnliNe

.my.past.moments.


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.my captured moments.


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fotopages


Sunday, April 4


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nostalgic sunday

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Hmm...been such a lazy sunday...Woke up late again (by tini's sms telling me she not going for agama) n neither did I!!! ish...ish.....wonder whether era went?? Anyways, since he was working at 2pm went for brunch at e airport...U noe dat i tink its only in s'pore that people actually just go to e airport even if they are not travelling away on e planes...The food at e canteen has always been good n cheap...esp my fav popiah sambal..!! yumz....brought back memories of e old days..hheehe..and that was when all e nostalgic memories came "flooding" back.....*sigh*

So there we were..... talking abt some nostalgic moments we had in e airport during those "early days" of our r/s...and realised that we have been through so much together all this time......*awwww* !!(btw 2/3 was our 8 and 1/2 yr "anniversary")...
i noe sm think its lame to keep track of every month..but we still do...only e cards n presents etc are saved for the yearly ones..come to think of it...if we gave each other a card for every month...we'd have abt over 90 cards...!!

Back to our story....where was i...oh ya....The airport......Back then when we had our childish quarrels and when one of us storms away in anger we made a pact that whenever we r separated...if we want to find each other we'd meet at a special plc at e airport (back then no hps yet!).
.....And that one time...that one big fight we had...we refused to talk or meet each other for almost a week!! And i felt that maybe this was the turning point of our r/s....But fate seems to have other plans for us...*grins*..
That weekend... was our "anniversary" and we both happened to feel like spending the day.....at that special plc.. .I remembered somberely making my way there....feeling confused...frustrated and upset at everything that happened....And when i was there....was i shocked to see him ....with that faraway-gazed in his eyes...!!iI truly didnt expect him to be there..... or even remember that promise we had .....
At that very moment all anger just disappeared..... and we knew..... we were brought together again for a reason....and that perhaps we are meant to be together....
Of coz then later we burst in laughter at how "morose" and "flabbergasted" we looked when we saw each other...Apparently we both thought the other wouldnt come....

Yupz so there's a little part of my "love story" ......so dats why the airport definitely holds a special place in our hearts. We've decided that ..after we r married.... we would head off for our honeymoon to somewhere far away..... on a plane...from the same airport that brought us together...starting our new life together....It'll be a special day...a special moment... for us to leave on our new life journey .....from a place that holds many special memories......



P.S:So my darling frenz n cuzins...this is a cue..*ahem*...to start saving for our "costly" wedding gift!!..a sponsored honeymoon to hmm...perhaps australia...holland....new zealand...bali....ke??....anywhere beautiful that we can take a plane to,k.....!!
...(aik but not lame flights to KL..or bangkok hahaa....or even to Senai airport in JB...LOL!!!)


P.P.S: this was e song he sang for me ....during our first anniversary...describing his feelings during the "beginning" times before we were together......*grins*



You were there

I guess you heard, I guess you know
In time I'd have told you, but I guess I'm too slow.
And it's overly romantic but I know that it's real
I hope you don't you mind if I say what I feel.
It's like I'm in somebody else's dream,
This could not be happening to me.

But you were there, and you were everything I'd never seen.
You woke me up from this long and endless sleep.
I was alone.
I opened my eyes and you were there.

Don't be alarmed, no don't be concerned.
I don't want to change things
leave them just as they were.
I mean nothing's really different
It's me who feel strange.
I'm always lost for words when someone mentions your name.
I know I'll get over this for sure
I'm not the type who dreams there could be more.

But you were there, and you were everything I'd never seen.
You woke me up from this long and endless sleep.
I was alone.
I opened my eyes and you were there.

Can I take your smile home with me,
or the magic in your hair?

The rain has stopped, the storm has passed
Look at all the colors now the sun's here at last.
I supposed that you'll be leaving but I want you to know
Part of you stays with me even after you go.
Like an actor playing someone else's scene
This could not be happening to me.

But you were there, and you were everything I'd never seen.
You woke me up from this long and empty sleep.
I was alone.
I opened my eyes and no, I'm not alone, I'm not alone.
I opened my eyes and you were there.


:: shares a beautiful moment :: @ 6:54:00 PM