Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

A very random night text from the girlfriend to have a night out around Jalan Bukit Bintang

just to experiences some Christmas atmospheres and taking some nice night streets pictures.

I remembered parents used to bring us to StarHill for dinner and night walking during Christmas when I was young. 

I never forget how wonderful was it. How romantic and great feelings ever with it.

This is the reason why Bukit Bintang will always be my best choice for some night out chill.

Nowadays, parents no longer bring her grown up children over here anymore during the season of Christmas,

everyone of us having our very own time with people around us, and we almost forget the initial happiness we first had in our life.

However, this initial happiness that I ever had will always keep in the deep of my heart that I will never ever forget about it. 

And in future time, I will bring how my parents brought to me to my child together with my love one. :)

Hark the herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled"

Joyful, all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With the angelic host proclaim: "Christ is born in Bethlehem"

Hark! The herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King!"

Ditch away our heels and slipper on! 

While having our break on the street right next besides the road after quite some time in the middle of the night, 

something came through our head and this crazy minds and thoughts of us appear to make it right,

which is challenging with some crazy and dangerous shoot in the middle of the busy road in KL even during midnight.

 Run in rush out for hundred times just to complete these crazy happy pictures that we hardly get the chance to make it.

We don't do stupid things in normal life time, while good friends don't let you do stupid things alone!

One of the best night in year 2012.

I enjoy my life, I am trying to not make it waste. The truth is you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow.

 Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed. A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, 

but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. This is what we called a waste.

♥