Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I've been saying goodbye to the people I love and I care all the time.. I've also experiencing saying goodbye forever, knowing that I would never see that face, hear that voice again, as it has left not only me, but the whole world behind, to a better place I'm sure, though sometimes I do feel like I miss that presence. Sometimes I like goodbyes, as it indicates another meeting, something to look forward to...
Well, this is not about only goodbyes. I just sent my grandparent to perform their Hajj in KLIA. It should be a sad occasion, but since I know in no time they'll be back, it did not really hurt as much. Well you see, I've been away from my family more than half of my life, so the fact that I get to see them at the airport before they leave to Mekah is already a blessing for me. I wish that they would have a safe journey and come back healthyly. Thank goodness there's ayah su and mak long with them, so I guess me and my sister wouldn't have to worry so much.
Anyway, ma, ayah, we're gonna miss you... Come back safe and sound... Love you!~
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Yes, indeed, it was SO extremely a sad video clip. Love triangle hurts, requited love hurts just as bad... I tried looking for the lyrics, but I couldn't find the lyrics in Russian.. Well I suppose none of us will even know how to read it.. So, here I give you the translation... It's a beautiful song.. enjoy!~
i so got used to live for you, only for you...
watch the rise of the sun and hear u wake up but not next to me.
and now it's easier to breath with opened window...
and keep telling her only one thing:
do u know? i was walking down the night roads
barefooted not feeling pain in feet
now his heart is in your hands,-
don't brake it and don't lose it
so you won't have to carry ashes of love in hands
down the night roads, having bleeding feet
now his pulse is in your eyes,-
don't brake it and don't lose it
and let the gray rain knock on his window in January
even that he hugs somebody else, he still remembers me anyway
and may accidentally say my name
even though he won't say it but he still remembers me's
and the rain is pouring down so hard...
my sweet boy i'm sorry for that shiver...
with the tears in the eyes whispered quïet good bye
Monday, November 3, 2008
I LOVE THIS WEBSITE!!!!!
Let's have a sneak peak... ngeeeee......
Bella Swan, Twilight, Epilogue, p.498
You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you that I didn’t want you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.
Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.510
Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars—points of light and reason… And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.
Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.514
My heart hasn’t beat in almost ninety years, but this was different. It was like my heart was gone—like I was hollow. Like I’d left everything that was inside me here with you.
Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.515
I knew it was working then, so I concentrated even harder, dredging up specific memories I’d saved for this moment, letting them flood my mind, and hopefully his as well. Some of the memories were not clear – dim human memories, seen through weak eyes and heard through weak ears: the first time I’d seen his face… the way it felt when he’d held me in the meadow… the sound of his voice through the darkness of my faltering consciousness when he’d saved me from James… his face as he waited under a canopy of flowers to marry me… every precious moment from the island… his cold hands touching our baby through my skin… And the sharp memories, perfectly recalled: his face when I’d opened my eyes to my new life, to the endless dawn of immortality… that first kiss… that first night…
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 39, p.753
Now, I can't wait for MIDNIGHT SUN!~ weeeeeeeeeeeeee.........