Stand By U

I just want to share this song…

Video credits go to jejupoh@youtube

My boyfriends all-time favorite band, DBSK, or in this case, Tohoshinki, just releases the MV (drama version) of their newest single “Stand By U,” and the song is by far officially my ultimate favorite Tohoshinki song.

I remember hearing the song preview (I think it was almost a month ago) the first time. I was in the middle of procastinating, Youtube-ing my boyfriends DBSK videos, and when I clicked on the song I accidentally said a curse word (it starts with “S”), which is just a much more intense equivalent of “Wow.”

 I think I like this better than “Doushite Kimi Wo Suki Ni Natte Shimattan Darou” (longest name of a song EVER). I was, at first, a bit disappointed by the MV this morning, but the more I watched it, the more I grew fond of it. The song itself was awesome. The good beat plus the beautiful melody (I especially like the chorus) plus the heart-breaking lyrics plus the wonderful voices of my boyfriends the guys equals BREATHTAKING… This song just ROCKS and I hope the guys get another Oricon Weekly… better yet, an Oricon. Monthly! Yeah, that’s right! Give them an Oricon Monthly!

Tohoshinki FTW!

SmileyBunny: …Since when do you use “FTW?”$

(Test) To Watch or Not to Watch

This is a test to find out if I can put a summary to this post. But feel free to read my incoherent rant =)

EDIT: Yes! I think I did it!!! After one full year, I finally did it!!! Thank you, wordpress forums!!!

Simple Pleasures

Hello, blog that I have abandoned for several months now!

*gets hit with cyber rotten tomatoes*

SmileyBunny: Boo!

SmileyBunny is angry at me for ignoring him for months xD.  He just attacked me this morning with a dirty mop, and threatened to rip my precious DBSK posters into pieces if I don’t post an update…

SmileyBunny: -_-” I was happy you were gone, you biscuit head. And you DON’T have DBSK posters.

I do to! (<–wait, is that even grammatically correct?). …okay, so I don’t have any DBSK posters… But kill my dream, will you! You are the meanest stuff toy in the world!

SmileyBunny: *sticks tongue out* Just get on with the blogging, will you?

Fine! I shall ignore you more for the rest of the update! Hmph!

SmileyBunny: *drums fingers*Oh no… It’s the end of the world… Ahh… Whatever.

 

Okay, enough with that crack. There were a few times when I almost posted something, but I couldn’t make a coherent enough article. Between begrudging schoolwork, stalking DBSK (naturally), my 18th birthday (woohoo!), rewatching anime programs that I missed years ago, writing/reading fanfictions, dreading final exams, cursing online classes, and almost failing Nutrition (that has been the biggest scare of my life), I couldn’t think of anything interesting to share.

But now I do. And I thank my cute little brother Matt because of that =)

Last Sunday, after attending mass, the family decided a 30-minute drive is nothing for a Chinese Buffet restaurant. (By the way, if you’re curious, I ate fried rice, bihon, coconut shrimp, fried shrimp, and fries =P)Before going home, my bro borrowed some of my quarters to buy three pieces of bubble gum. One for him, one for me, and one for my other bro.

About five minutes through the journey home, Matt asked me to teach him how to make a bubble. And so I did, and it was the funniest thing ever. I spent a whole 15 minutes trying to show him how, instructing him by words, showing him my gum, repeatedly taking it out of my mouth and back again (I know, gross), and twisting my tongue, making exaggerated expressions, etc. Matt was a mixture of tearing his hair out in frustration and laughing at almost always spitting his gum out. It was hilarious! The veins in his forehead was bulging! Like this:

My sketching skills are a little rusty... =P

LOL!

Finally after about 20 minutes of constant trying and failing and flailing his arms, and me blabbering words like “Twist it. No, twist it! Now flatten it! NO! FLATTEN!!! Yes, like that! Like that! No, not like that!! (insert hysterical laughter here),” Matt finally managed to blow his first gum bubble. The happiness in his face was indescribable, and he kept hugging me and thanking me. He wore this really REAAALLLYYY big grin, blowing and laughing and almost-spitting gum all over the car till we got home.

Yep, he's that happy.

One of the best bonding-moments in my life *grins*. And I didn’t get frustrated even a bit, which is a miracle because I can’t teach someone something without tearing my hair out.

Simple pleasures don’t need money at all… except maybe a few quarters.

P.S. I shot the images with my new digicam my mom gave me as a gift for my birthday. Oh yeah!

And I want to give a shout out to the KIDZ, I LOVE YOU GUYS! I MISS YOU ALL!!!

Abandoned

Okay… it’s my first time posting using the new wordpress dashboard, and boy, am I confuzzled (<– whoa! Who put that word there!?)! Just proves what a lousy blogger I am… ehehe…

It’s a new year and it’s supposed to be the start of a new page of my life! But alas! As far as I know, it’s going down, down, down… Sigh. I’m having a blue blue mood which is not exatly the best way to start the year. The reasons?

1. My allergy came back and it is soooooooooo annoying that I have to suffer being itchy all over my limbs and back 24 hours a day, 7 days a week! GRRR! AHHHHH!

2. I have an inkling that my friends have forgotten me already, and that thought just puts me down. T_T.  I really miss them and I’m really lonely.  And being halfway around the world isn’t exactly going to solve that…

3. My muse just decided to abandon me in the middle of a fic! Dang it! I’m suffering major writer’s block here, people! I CAN NOT WRITE A SINGLE PARAGRAPH OR A SINGLE STANZA! No matter what I do or what I use, I always end up with a blank page (or a page filled with pointless doodles) or a blank screen… Like this:

Pen and Paper

Me: Come on, hand! Write something! Anything!
Hand: *doesn’t move*

Computer

Me: Please, please, please work with me! Tap tap tap! Type something!
Hand: *doesn’t move*

Okay, that was lame. Sorry.

Back to what I was saying, I really really resent that I can’t write a good material these days. And if I know my muse, she (I’m thinking it’s a girl because it changes moods like a pregnant woman) will only be back WHEN I’m buried under piles and piles of homework, which results to major trouble because knowing myself, I would set aside the mountains of schoolwork (no matter how urgent) just to satisfy my muse because once it passes, it may never comes back again for a long time.

Anybody got a cure for writer’s block? Or maybe, laziness?

AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!

Okay! I am officially FREAKING OUT!!!

DBSK’s GOING TO BE ON AMERICAN TV!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

SmileyBunny: *covers his ears* Stop screaming befor my ears explodes!

I CAN’T HELP IT!!! Just give me another moment…

ASDF’L;JAL;SGJCMVFAORMFVDLFROMCAM *screams and bangs her head against the wall and smashes the keyboard into tiny pieces*

Ahem. Okay, now that I’ve got that out of my system, it’s time for a more coherent post.

Yes! DBSK is going to be featured in Fuse TV in Fuse Excellent Adventure tomorrow night, Tuesday December 2, 2008, and I am MAD EXCITED for this one!

Except… the channel is not available because I had to subscribe in order to view it…

Talk about bummers…

*wails and bangs her head against the monitor* IwannawatchitsobadIreallydowhyistheworldsounfairwhywhywhy!?!?!

Sigh. Oh well. Real bummer…

To those who have cable out there, for more information, go to their official site >here< to know what channel and what time Fuse Excellent Adventure is showing.

Secret Christmas Message

Find the not-so-secret message hidden within the poem =)

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May this season never end
Enticing memories of this occasion
Rhyming words this letter send
Ring the bells of joyful Christmas
Yonder gates of singing men

Come and sing a merry song
He, today, has been born
Rest your minds ‘bout evil thoughts
In His arms is where you belong
Safe are you from rising pain
‘Til peace of your mind be gained
Much awaited season is here
A time to give love to those who’re dear, and
Sick, and people living in fear

‘Tis the season to be joyful
Oh, come all, let’s celebrate

Young and old alike, let’s sing
Our God has opened Heaven’s Gate
Unto and through his blessed Son

God is Great!

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And I say that to each and everyone who is reading!

A Poem for Dong Bang Shin Ki

Changmin crying and being hugged by the hyungs and Yunho hugging just about everyone else

Loud chanting of Cassiopeia “Changmin, don’t cry!” and “Dong Bang Shin Ki!” near the end

So much emotions coursed through my veins after seeing this which was aired just yesterday, I think. Seeing their tears, both visible and hidden ones, inspired me to write this poem.

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To Dong Bang Shin Ki…

I see your tears and melt away…
Worries aside, we’re here to stay.
Be gone, your doubts, and hear us chant
     your name. Our hearts nobody shan’t
          take hold because to you we cast
               our loyalty, our love, our hearts.
We’re here for you, we always will
     support you through your darkest ’til
          you reach the stars above the sky,
          We promise we will help you fly.
So wipe away your tears and smile
and hear us sing our song to you:
“The Rising Five will never die
because our love will never, too!”
So, rest assured, just do your best,
and trust us all to do the rest.
Our Micky, U-Know, Xiah, Max
     and Hero, fans never forget!

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Truly a passionate group filled with emotions that move their every fan. The bond between DBSK and Cassiopeia is one of the sweetest artist-fan relationship I’ve ever seen. They are really like two lovers.

This is why I love this group.

=)

For Real

Sigh… Depressing week, eh? T_T

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This Time for Real

This time, I’ll try to say goodbye
To all the days I’ve spent with you.
I know when it pass I won’t cry
‘cause I have set my love to die.
And just in case my heart forgets,
Though I would doubt it ever will,
Just keep in mind, there was a time
That there was once a love to kill.
I can’t keep on, it’s hard to breath.
I’m sorry love, I have to leave.
I must forget, I must move on
And teach myself to walk alone.
I close my eyes and walk away.
I’m sorry love, but I can’t stay.

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Sigh… Oh, the pain of unrequited love and weak self-control! The consequences as not so pleasant. I feel like drowning myself with orange juice (’cause I’m still underage and alcohol is off limits)!

I wonder what would happen if I truly suffer a break-up from a relationship?

SmileyBunny: *snorts* You’re such a drama queen.

Time is Cruel

This is me being all emo…ish.

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Time will come when I have to say goodbye…
Give up my freedom, my passion, my obsession, my happiness–
Those things associated with my youth,
 the only things I am myself –
I have to give them up in order to survive.

I have to drop my fantasies, my ideas,
 my pen…
And exchange them for reality, knowledge,
 and brain.
I have to leave my imagination, my creativity,
 my art…
In exchange for logic, complexity,
 and point.
I have to kill my obsession, my music,
 my smile…
In exchange for unattachment, tension,
 and seriousness.
The things that I love to do, I have to leave behind.
Things that make me happy, I have to ignore.
All for my future, their future, tomorrow
 and years to come.
I’m afraid to leave my present, I wish to go back to the past.
Will leaving yesterday behind be worth it?
What if tomorrow never comes?

If I leave them behind, those things that make me, me…
Can I ever be myself again?
Can I rekindle my passion? My dreams? My fantasies?
 The things that I’ve set to kill?

I have no choice. I must do it.
I must grow  up and be strong..
For my future, for their future. Tomorrow
 and the years to come.
I can’t go against it. It’s unstoppable.
Time waits for no one. Time is cruel.

‘Tis for me. Everything is.
To give up my present happiness for future
 happiness.
Because the future is bleak, unpredictable
 and full of rocks.
I have to not stumble, I have to not fall.
I have so much on my shoulders, I have to
 be strong.
I have to prepare now. It’s now or never.
To make it less painful, to make tomorrow better.
If I will ever see tomorrow, I have to be prepared.
I have to sacrifice, I have to give up.

Make my heart strong, my mind determined.
I have to grow wiser, I have to change.
It’s painful to leave, and scary, too.
But I have no choice. Time waits for no one.
Like a strong river current, no one can go against it.
Time is cruel.

My pen, my art, my smile…
How I wish I could keep it with me.

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MORAL LESSON: Never trust myself alone with a pen and paper whenever I am in a dark mood. x)

Rantings : GROW UP, PLEASE?

Dear Erie,

Who knew that the world would be full of haters who have nothing else better to do than to… hate? Really, it’s disturbing how some people could hate other people they don’t even know, so much that they wish those people to just die or drop dead. Hey, I’m not a saint or an angel, but come on! I value life and would never even think of killing off a person, much less a person who didn’t do anything to me! Every human has a right to live, no matter how evil… okay, maybe not the vile, evil ones who has absolutely no heart or conscience whatsoever (but would such person really exist?). Only God has the right to take away the life of someone.

So, why suddenly post about all this? Well, yesterday at about 11 PM, I’ve just completed an assignment about “Interdependence” and Bill Clinton stating about how interdepence would make the 21st century the most memorable and peaceful era (or something like that). Which is fairly true, I thought. If people learn to cooperate, then they will realize that everyone is of equal importance and that no one is greater than the other. We would learn to accept one abother and avoid disputes and global wars. I thought this was pretty good and insightful.

And so, after completing the assignment, I decided to visit one of my favorite blogs (I’m not going to mention the name). There was a recent article concerning about two groups competing for an award in this particular music station (again, I’m not going to mention all the names or details). In the end, the group with the more experience won. I was feeling pretty happy because it was my most favored group. So I browsed through the comment board expecting to see the happy reactions of my fellow fans and maybe some sore loser comments…

You know what I saw? Extreme bashing and totally racist comments. And I mean EXTREME and TOTALLY RACIST! Let me demonstrate:

Commenter 1: That group totally SUCK! They just won because they probably payed off the awards show! They should just go die!

Commenter 2: STFU! They won because they’re talented! Not like you! Go die!

Commenter 3: Stupid biased fans like you are deaf! You call that ‘talented?’ They’re nothing but useless GAY lypsincers! They make my ears bleed! GAY GAY GAY! Keep denying you little brats!

Commenter 4: You (insert a random nationality here) fans make us (insert random nationality here) fans look bad! You the bad people! Not us! We hate you! Your country bad bad bad! Full of fat people! GO burn to death!

Commenter 5: I’M GONNA RAPE YOU ALL (insert random nationality here)!

Note: This is not the real comments that I’ve read. The real comments are a thousand times worse.

What in the world…!? RETARDED, right!?! (Sorry for my choice of words, but I just need to get it out of my system). What are they, three-year-olds?!? Oh, I’n not saying that three-year-old kids are morbid (kids are precious and lovable and pure!)! But the people who posted these kinds of comments are grown-ups who act like spoiled brats. It’s immature, ridiculous and downright disturbing!

What they were arguing about is completely pointless! It’s just a music awards show, for goodness sake! To go as far as cursing a whole country shows how immature and racist they are. There are more important issues in the world! War in Iraq, world hunger, heck, the Economy! Why bash a whole country just because of one group winning an award!? What’s the connection!?

I know the world isn’t all rainbows and butterflies and some may think that I’m just making a fool out of myself because this is not uncommon. Yes, these kinds of morbid comments are widespread across the web. Honestly, I’ve come across several of these in the past, but I ignored them because it was just ridiculous and were only one or two, but these… Those comments above come in every comment made in that article. Everytime I read a comment, I had to wince and say “OUCH!” even if it’s not directed to me. I know I shouldn’t be taking these kinds of comments seriously. But these guys need to see a psychiatrist real bad. I’m serious. Either they are mentally unstabe people or just attention-seekers who have nothing else better to do than start wars.

Where has respect gone to? Goodness? Kindness? Consideration? Justice? Rationality? Morals? I can’t help but think about the downside of the Internet and freedom of speech. People can say things that would make their mothers wash their mouths rigorously with soap (or in this case, acid), and they don’t have to fear anything because they’re in the safety of their own house. It’s not like they would get beat up or get in jail or something.

You know what all these make me want to do? Compose a song. Yeah, that’s right. Compose a song that would pierce through the hearts of every person of this world and would make them think twice about their actions, mend their ways and forget about all the hate in the world. I know it’s a nearly impossible feat. Scratch that. It’s an IMPOSSIBLE feat. People differ in preference and taste. And it’s not like I’m a genius composer. But I’m gonna try anyway. Maybe not now, maybe not later. Maybe never, but I’m still going to try to write something. In cases like this, it’s important to think positive, think positive! I can do this. I can. I can.

Spread the LOVE, people! Hate gets you nowhere! It only gets you wrinkles!

Truly yours,

Meriken

P.S. Sorry I haven’t appeared in such a long time. School’s not going the way I wanted it to and DBSK’s comeback really took a lot of my time in Youtube. And the dear Erie above, I don’t know how to start so I just included the name of my Private Journal. And yes, this is an entry on my private journal, where I write things that doesn’t make sense in the spur of the moment.

Peace out!