The first of January is not like how I expected to be a few month ago. Sure, I know Ming, Mak and Soung Roung is about to leave to States at year end or something. I'm pretty much ready for that, just that Mak and Soung, well.. got a little delayed.
As for Ming Hee, who would have thought? The first day of 2009.
I sent a few people to the airport, pick up one also! Ming Kim, and my parents.
But none of it is as tough as sending Ming Hee away..
sorryguysbutit'strue..
Some could smile, while deep down hoping that time don't go that fast. And yet, some preparing to fill the void that's beginning to grow..
No one can stop the flow of time. But a moment captured in the frame of the heart will never disappear. That will be shown at the bottom of their hearts, and will always give off a great feeling. Sweet...and bitter.
I liked the album, a really good job by them. But though I very much prefer a colliage, thought about it Ming wouldn't able to bring a large frame into the plane either..
How sad is that..
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25 hugs, and it takes one to make Ming burst emotionally.
The picture doesn't show 25 hugs, they actually do it so quickly that even the camera couldn't take all of them. I'm no pro, couldn't find good angle for good shots too..
If only they hugged like 2 or 3 seconds longer.
An ending will come to everything in this world. It may be a fate that one could never avoid..
If you look at this picture carefully, you'll notice bare skin. Well, that's Fei's butt.
Along with Mak and Chi Khan's. Mine came later that part, that's right!! We flashed our butts to Ming.. no one was there only us..
and Ming...
Even you Ming, before boarding the plane.. taking some of our insanity with you.
There are things that we never want to let go of, people that we never want to leave behind. But keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world, it's the beginning of a new life!
Some do it simply by entering a room,
others by leaving the room.
Some individuals leave trails of gloom;
others, trails of joy.
Some leave trails of hate and bitterness;
others, trails of love and harmony.
Some leave trails of cynicism and pessimism;
others trails of faith and optimism.
Some leave trails of criticism and resignation;
others trails of gratitude and hope.
What kind of trails do you leave?
I learn that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, BUT people will never forget how you made them feel.
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