Friday, April 30, 2010

April was gone...







夜曲_Ye Qu / Nocturne  



一群嗜血的蚂蚁被腐肉所吸引
A crowd of bloodthirsty ants are drawn by rotting flesh
我面无表情看孤独的风景
I watch the lonely scenery with an expressionless face
失去你 爱恨开始分明 
Having lost you, love and hate becomes clear
失去你 还有什么事好关心 

Having lost you, is there anything left to care about
当鸽子不再象征和平 
When the doves no longer represent peace
我终于被提醒 广场上喂食的是秃鹰
I've finally been reminded, that those feeding in the plaza are, in fact, vultures,
我用漂亮的押韵形容被掠夺一空的爱情
I use beautiful rhymes to describe a love that has been plundered empty


啊 乌云开始遮蔽 夜色不干净 
Ah, black clouds begin to obstruct [the sky], the color of the night is unclean
公园里葬礼的回音 在漫天飞行 
Echoes of that funeral in the park, are flying all through the sky
送你的白色玫瑰 在纯黑的环境凋零 

The white rose that [ I ] gave to you has withered in this environment of pure darkness
乌鸦在树枝上诡异的很安静  
On branches, the silence of the crows creates a surreal atmosphere
静静听 我黑色的大衣 想温暖你
Listening quietly, my black overcoat yearns to provide you warmth
日渐冰冷的回忆 走过的走过的生命 
A memory that grows colder with each passing day, a life that's gone,
啊~四周弥漫雾气 
ah ~si zhou mi man wu qi
Ah, fog fills the air all around
啊~我在空旷的墓地 
ah ~wo zai kong kuang de mu di
Ah, I am in an open cemetery
老去后还爱你 
[ I will ] still love you after I've aged








为你弹奏萧邦的夜曲 

For you [ I ] play Chopin's Nocturne
纪念我死去的爱情 
To commemorate this deceased love of mine
跟夜风一样的声音 
Just like a wind in the night
心碎的很好听 
So heartbreakingly beautiful




手在键盘敲很轻
[ I ] gently stroke the keys
我给的思念很小心 
The longing that I gave was very tentative
你埋葬的地方叫幽冥
You are buried in a place called the afterlife





为你弹奏萧邦的夜曲 
For you [ I ] play Chopin's Nocturne
纪念我死去的爱情 
To commemorate this deceased love of mine
而我为你隐姓埋名 
And for you I've become anonymous
在月光下弹琴 
Playing the piano, soaked the moonlight
对你心跳的感应 
The feeling of your heartbeat
还是如此温热清晰 
Is still so warm and clear
怀念你那鲜红的唇印 
I remember the scarlet imprint of you lips









那些断翅的蜻蜓 散落在这森林 
Those dragonflies who have lost their wings, are scattered in this forest
而我的眼睛 没有丝毫同情 
And yet my eyes do not show a shred of sympathy
失去你 泪水混浊不清 
Having lost you, my tears are murky and blurred
失去你 我连笑容都有阴影 
Having lost you, even my smile holds shadows
风在长满青苔的屋顶
The wind on the moss-covered rooftop
嘲笑我的伤心 
Ridicules my sadness
像一口没有水的枯井 
Like a waterless well
我用凄美的字型 
I use an exquisite font-type 
描绘后悔莫及的那爱情
To reminisce that love which not even regret will bring back



*****





There was a door… a gate… a fine line –two worlds apart.

There were two lovers… two lives… two paths – once merge, now separated.

A moment of fate, of giving up and letting go – a life time of regret, yet our separation, nothing, even remorse can bring back. No matter how much she practices the piano now, though her finger tips bleed, she can’t play Nocturne for him. There will never be a duet – two paths separated: life and death, momentary and eternity.

Exhausted, he let go… where is their promised future? Promises though unattainable, are still promises. I never think it was fair for me, to let myself be reminded of them, in every step I make, all those tiny bits traces of the lost future.

“Don’t cross over, please… Don’t!”
I remember someone’s chant, hoarse and breathless, calling in darkness – “I am selfish, I just want you by my side. I am selfish, I should not have let you go”. Even in my dream, I saw her in despair. Even in day light, I woke up with dry tears stain on my cheek.

I remember that morning. The dawn was breaking, smashing to smithereens every drop of golden sunshine – gracing the earth with the ashes of yesterday. She held back the past with her fingers chattering, trembling – pulling back the darkness’s black curtain. One last night - before he boarded the train of no return, in broad daylight I saw her drowning in the sunny despair.

I remember those dreams, where she looked for him in her dreamless sleeps - where she wandered in the jungle of lost future, forsaken happiness direction-less– just to wake up in that reality called nightmare. I saw her walking on broken glass in perfect ignorance.

I remember that song, she hummed lowly, stuck in her throat, in the break between her sobs, that prayer she chanted for his smooth path to the other life. I remember her voice muffled, drown in her own tears – “ Don’t call his name! Let him venture to eternity in peace!” In her lullaby, she saw him smiling gently in the place she would never enter.

And I remember kindness. I remember embraces where she let her shattered self held firm. I remember endless breakdown – and pickups. I remember her locking her heart in the castle on the cloud – there were compassion she would live her life to pay off, and there were grudges she would never – never ever let go.

I remember her face… the girl I saw in my mirror three years ago – swollen eyes, pale skin. I stood dumbfounded, watching him crossed that line – of life and dead decisively while she pondered, tortured her heart for a good 2 years before crossing another gate. I still remember this particular day, 3 years ago, when I learned what it meant, what it was like see the world collapse in front of me – and build it up from ashes.

I now watch my past like an audience appreciating a movie clip, detaching my emotion away strategically for the sake of my sanity. What has slept, may rest in peace. Still, when I spell their names out on a piece of paper, my heart aches. In that place between dreams and consciousness, before duty hit hard, this was where I can let myself cry for them - those names I loved.

Those were, the names I loved, with my every fiber of my being. Those were the echoes of my past… , which drowns gradually in the call of my future. 


April was gone...

Monday, April 26, 2010

Society.me_03



Q: Toki wo tomete. If you had the power, would you stop the time?
:) you really don't know how long it took me to answer this question, how long it took me to think again and again to give you one final answer which I will not look back and regret.

I am a really greedy person, I wish I could travel the time... I wish I could relive 5th of March 2007, I wish I could toki wo tomete 29th April 2007... I wish I hadn't lost whom I once treasured more than my life. Greedy am I not, for wanting so much, longing to hold on too much in my hands?

But the thing is... unfortunate events, love,loss, "all good things come to an end" happen for a reason. If I keep trying to hold on to my past, pausing the time... how can I grab the future? How can I then, meet my "final" one? How can I see my children, experience life? I know there will be more loss, more pain, more obstacles - but there will be also love, happiness and there will be a new me. So, here I let go of this super power you grant me... in the trade of my future, of the unseen...

My past is gorgeous, my past is worthwhile... but I also have strong faith in my future. 

so, my answer is NO, not a torn NO but a definite NO.
Apr 25, 2010 01:51:59 PM EDT

Q: Have you ever had an idea you were too ashamed to write afterwards?
@.@ no

You may think I am ... thick-skin shameless. but honestly, there has not been anything that I feel ashamed that much. But there are times, I hold myself back, not to write what I truly feel/ think. When I am mad, I can be cruel and harsh - and my mom sure teaches me better than that. I would stop myself, take a step back when I would love to let things slide.

If you are thinking of something along the line of intimate scenes lol, I mean. I am working on my writing skill anyway, so I should not avoid this question. I will have to write "smut" scene soon, I believe, if I go deeper in the fiction world. When the time comes, I will do my best and craft my imagination as artful as I can. There isn't a thin line between art and cheapskate pornography, in my belief but rather a very define gap. I won't add those scenes in to attract readers -.-" I am more confident in my attraction than resorting to that method. If I add in, I must have a good intention, and I will work hard to bring the purpose of such scene across.

Are u satisfied with my answer?
Apr 24, 2010 08:59:50 AM EDT

Q: What do you like better? Reading or writing?
It's like you are asking me: what do you like better? Receiving or giving?

Everyone likes to receive. Many would read a blog entry without commenting (writing a feedback, writing a comment, writing a few words of encouragement/ helpful critics - it's all writing) I love reading very much since young - when my eye sight was better. As I could not travel, I see the world through the eyes of the author, I see people, I meet the characters: fall in love, build up hatred... (my 1st and only love at first sight was with Ivanhoe of "Ivanhoe" by Sir Walter Scott when I was like... 12 or younger)

Sometime, I feel sorry for myself - I can't really seem to separate facts from fictions that well, despite my Lit teacher's lesson. Ms.Lin encourages me to be more realistic - not drowning myself in the image of Mr.Darcy <3 yet still... reading is like travelling to me, an escape - a wonderful one.

However, many times in my life, I would read and disagree with the author - like how I would love to change the ending, like how I would love to add a few lines here and there - how I wish I could have the power to salvage a character's downfall... Many times - also, I read really screw-up novels, which I really canNOT digest, eps. meaningless teen novels "omg like... I was the queenka and he's the kingka... and omg, we like... so so in love and omg there's the prom and I am telling you... I was the most beautiful girl with the.. omg transformation, and he sooo dumps his ex for me... I am now like..." - yeah, that kind -.-"

That was when I question myself: If I were the author, would I make it any better? That was when I want to "give" instead of "take". I do like writing a lot and many times, too much. Writing is a way of expressing your concern, your turbulence your crisis... yourSELF.You can't write poems with-OUT putting yourself a little bit in it... cutting your heart, opening the raw wound - your poems are written in the blood of your heart. You
could not write something extremely well, if you don't really know it, feel it... Mark my words, you can't really plagiarize.

Having said that, I do like both, nothing better nothing less. Without one, there can't be the other.
Apr 24, 2010 08:49:15 AM EDT

Q: Who drinks coffee with nothing in it?
not me, I'd love to have condensed milk or just milk to coat that bitterness away.
Apr 24, 2010 08:25:01 AM EDT

Q: Does Fatty kick other cats too?
lol - like his sister who has never bitch slapped/ punched/ pulled hair another chick before - Fatty has never behaved in such manner. Once his fish was eaten by the neighbor cat, he chased the intruder off his territory and scare the craps out of that poor kitty with his SCOLDING. He stood in our house and directed his rage to the other building...

I guess it's in my family culture though. lol... Fatty does kick people, indeed: like me -.-" like my cousins once in a while when we "cross the line" and disturb his sleep. Fatty is one true diva :)

... yet I think Fatty and Chuckiee will get a long very very well
Apr 24, 2010 08:24:57 AM EDT

Q: Questions or Answers?
re-Q: do you like receiving questions yourself more or reading answers of others more in this society thing?
A: I like the questions more. I like being questioned also.You know, when they ask you something, it simply means they are thinking of you and wondering about a certain issue. Some questions reveal even the way people think of you. So...it's like a platform for me to see how I have been, what scandal/ rumor I have create - again.

I don't really read others' answers - if I can't care enough about the person. I do read when it's my question though - of course, it's only natural. Just love those very honest and straight forward answers. Dislike very much those 1 - 2 words reply. :)
Apr 24, 2010 08:24:54 AM EDT

Q: whats meowen means to u?
thx Nezz for the question

To be frank - which I guess I will offend many people. I don't know a fair share of the ppl in our CR. So many mean … nothing much to me. @.@ I know! I am really bad, but I want to be very honest here.

There are too many ways meowen express their love for DBSK in CR
Some are happy go lucky kids, emotionally not too stable.
Some are really cool headed mature supporters of DBSK
Some are horny fan girl - with every definition of it
Some are like mafia @.@ who really know A LOT of things that usual fan don't
Some major in DBSK-ism, DBSK-logy.

There are a few names I want to honor.

First and foremost Myra - our big sister. She was the one that collected all of us to CR, like collecting tray cat. She has everyone's phone numbers, remembers our birthday, knows exactly which DBSK moment is in which clips and with her amazing speed, she will get that for you, total proof. She is the meowen that set standard for me. Some one I really admire. What does Myra - THE meowen mean to me? She was the reason I became a member. Like Yunho, seriously, without Yunho, there is no DBSK - said Jae, without Myra, there is NO CR.

Then Iva, she is not the reason I come, but because of her and Nemo, I stay. To be honest, I have been hurt by one meowen, whose name must have been here in my honor list but no longer. Because of that incident, I really did not feel like coming back at all. But Iva made me stay. Iva is the one who always cares too much despite the fact that she is very very much younger than me, and very very much more of a public nuisance than me. She encourages me when I don't feel like writing anymore fiction. Noisily or Quietly, she supports me and pushes me on. There would not be ACOS, not Wrong Number, Not even http://24501faith.blogspot.com/ without her. She is more than a Cassie to me, more than a Meowen, she is almost like my younger sister - the one I desire but never have

Then there is Nemo - she reminds me of myself when I was her age - guess I was not that mature. I admire her for her temper, her determination. She is young yet she does not display ridiculous fangirl behavior - eps. we are on the same page about YH. We don't talk much, but she means much to me. Knowing she reads my blog, my fanfic link, I want to write more and share more with her. I believe, being the very minority, being uniquely different from all those rich kids in her school, Nemo deserves a long round of applause. She is the friend I would love to have, back then in secondary school.

Tiff and Huong and Tin Tin - I should really mention them. They are the older sisters, but not the… eldest, mother-ish like Myra. They are rationale and they talk sense - if you talk sense to them. They can be happy can talk craps can fan-girl with you, but they mean business when it comes to DBSK love. To me they mean guidances.

And of course there are Kat, Nezz, Serbie though very different from Sel and Harang, they are my de-depression pills. My lol and omgggggggg moments. Seeing their pink chat makes me wanna smile and live those carefree moments I surpass. I don't quite agree with 3quarters the things they do, how they perceive DBSK - but without them CR is one boring place filled with tooo serious people like me. They mean pure happiness, young puppy love, silly cutie to me I am sure I miss out many people. I do rmb them, Jac - my "innocent clan" member… I do miss talking to many people of the past who could no longer find time to be here. Those name I mentioned are people whom stand out most vividly in my memory.

Not all meowen are the same. We come to love DBSK for diff reasons. We want different future for
DBSK, and of course, if there is 1 common thing we want them together as 5 again. And I guess, this one common thing makes meowen the comfort zone for me. My Cass home. where outside, ppl just can't wait to tear our faith out, to push us down and take away DBSK legendary spot.

I am blessed to have met you all
Apr 22, 2010 09:30:26 PM EDT

Q: why are your answer always damn long, like mini essays?
Well, people who do not post me questions but read my answers will wonder this: is she nuts to always write such lengthy answer?

I simply want to make a point here, that despite the fact that I don't know who send me these questions, I treasure your concern a lot. I mean it, as long as you bother to clarify your doubts before jumping in groundless assumptions, I will answer all your questions to the best of my ability. I take MYSELF serious, I take YOU and YOUR concern serious. I have been mistaken too much in these mere 21 years of my life: once accused to be a lesbian, another to date 3 different guys -.-" here and there and every where. I don't usually go and explain myself to those people who craft their own fairy tales about me - I am no pleaser to those who mean nothing to me. But recently I learn that because of this attitude, I scare people away from me, eps. people who don't even hate me, who want to know me more but hesitate to come forward.

Thus I create this society.me after Ruam, as a foundation for people to get to know me more. I don't bite - jk I do, but food only. So come and ask. I am pretty sure, you won't be disappointed at my answer.
Apr 22, 2010 08:24:46 PM EDT

Q: Who are your best friends?
- I wonder if you are looking for names - or a more general answer.

I always make my life difficult, aren't I? Since the tense is present, I assume you are looking at the particular phrase of my life.Since the question is a simple "who" I assume you want names - specifically names of my best friends.

So here we go, my one and only mother, my Crabby Ruam and my Big Pink Loser Ferina. Since I declare their names here, it's only fair that I talk a little bit about them.

1. mom: I read this lyric, and I felt absolutely true: "Mom is the first and only woman in this world, who will never betray me, even when I continuously make unforgivable mistakes in my life" - I leave it as such. She is truly the one and only person in this world who selflessly loves me more than her own self.

2. Ruam: She defines her best friends as someone who stays. And she kept her words. She stays for me. She stayed in the past, has been staying ever since the moment she saw me cry, stays in my present and I hope will be staying by my side no matter where we are, no matter what I do, no matter what decision I make in the future.

I should stop talking much about Ruam - because it could not be more obvious how much she means to me, even to my family. Rum is my parents Adopted Thai daughter.

3. Ferina Many people wonder why the hell we are best friends -.-" Fer is one innocent and kind girl with pure, ridiculously lame and cute heart. Simple girl, straight forward, while I am on the opposite side of the map - complicated, mean, sharp. Well, we both don't care if people believe us or not. The most important thing is that it was my phone number she dialed firstly when she was at one of the lowest point of her life. It was her phone number I pressed when I hit rock bottom. We are simple, really. Fer and I, our friendship is a no-brainer thing. We hate it, we say it. We dream it, we say it. We aren't afraid to do silly stuff together, or dream huge together, because we know, the other person support us wholeheartedly in every decision we make (even the one which Fer will marry a Tarzan kind of guy and me will have a Bollywood wedding -.-")

If you notice, I am having 2 best friend long distance relationship -.-" and I am not even a fan of such thing. It takes two hands to claps, if you wanna see how long we 3 last (FerRuRa) if you are curious about how not even 2 but ...6 hands claps, go to www.travelogue341.blogspot.com ;) that's how we roll. Usually I will let nature take its course, you know, we move on we drift we make new best friends. But they are truly my "keeper". I know they worth this fight against distance and life. ^.^ And I bet, they think I worth the trouble also ;) - I am possitive

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Many of you know know me more than 4 years, will now question my best friend list - there have been "others", and I am very proud of them. We did not break up, me and Vivi or me and Huong or me and Dung. It's true we drift apart. Put in different situations and life, we no longer speak the same language, no longer read life from the same page. For Vivi, she will not understand CCA, she won't roll her eyes and scream HELL YEAH with me if I mention OH Assembly, like I won't understand craps about her Truman lingo. But it does not mean I treasure them less. I am glad they also move on and find other people who share with them all these bits and pieces of joy and sorrow.

I now look back and treasure them, for during that particular phase of my life, they were there, they made my life worthwhile. I am sure, we still look at each other eyes with pure memories of who we were to one another.- the way we were - 
Apr 22, 2010 08:08:56 PM EDT

Q: From Katharine Agnesia: whats the different between best friend n close friend, linhie???
in my own definition: best friend is someone who you trust almost completely (whom you don't feel ashamed exposing your weakness, your vulnerable your sinful crime) - who knows you for who you are - with all your "terrible" imperfections yet still, love you.

I copy from my best friend - Ruam: someone who stays - stays by my side even when the world turns their back against me. My best friends are my soul mates in a certain phrase of my life. - almost like my other self. (the feeling must be mutual)

Close friends are people whom you feel very comfortable with - those whom you could share 40% the shadow behind your back. ^^ . They are those you can truly feel at ease and trustworthy - yet you, in your heart, you won't burden them with this overwhelming power over you - they don't hold the key in your heart.
Having said that, my definitions of friends and acquaintance are pretty much different from other people.

Class mates, school mates, group mates, colleagues are class mates, school mates group mates and colleagues. What makes you think by putting 30+ people in the same box, I mean same room, you can make them bond and become friends. They are people we share a space, a moment, a phrase in our lives with. Appreciate them , of course, but don't mistake them and burden them with too much responsibilities such as: the ability to understand you, the must to comfort you when u are sad, to pick you up when your kiss the ground.

in the end, by drawing all these lines clearly, you protect your heart. When u are betrayed by an acquaintance - don't cry, doesn't worth it. People put themselves before any others, including you. Just laugh it off, slap yourself, call it a lesson learned.
Apr 22, 2010 04:36:42 PM EDT

Q: Do you put your family or your friends first ?
Family then best friends - then close friends. Seriously to me, acquaintance does NOT count, not at all. Having said that, I must say, I am really, truly, extremely blessed to have such wonderful family and extended family. I am too lucky, I believe. it's my own opinion but I really think it's silly for us to exchange something permanent for something temporary.

daughter and my younger self-adopted BPL>
Apr 22, 2010 04:04:43 PM EDT

Q: do u like to spend time with your family?
No, I don't "like" - I love, cherish, treasure those moments: late night talk with mom, light conversations with dad over Dry gin and tonic, ice tea on the pavement with my cousins... family dinner.

I used to hate to wash the dishes and do house work to the core. However, I learned to enjoy it nowadays - doing things for my family. Having been away for 4 years, finally now I am back and learn to treasure these littlest things that made me who I am today.

I really cannot wait to settle down for good in Hanoi
Apr 22, 2010 03:52:02 PM EDT

Q: what does "a chance of sunshine" mean ???
^^ I guess, by now, most of my friends understand that I am really not a studious student - I am not hard-working (last minute hard-working doesn't count) I am not diligent. I also do not have high self-discipline. Having said that, maintaining my scholarship for 4 years in Singapore is truly an achievement (pure last-minute hard-work and a lot of help from teachers and best friends)

It was too tiring and stressful - I never knew where I had the strength to make it through. I always saw myself drowning in the late night darkness, when people go to bed - the moment I finally drag my exhausted self to the study table.

I had to quit my Italian class (I did go for Italian class during my J1, from 6-8pm in Novena, 3 times per week after school) I had to quit Yoga. I did not finish my travel dream list by the time I was 20- not even close -.-" since America cannot be counted as 9 countries.

There is no point counting the "minus", the lost dreams. I chose this path, thus it's only fair that I finished what I started.

But I ask myself now: "what if I DO have the choice, what if I CAN make a different, live a less stressful life, do what I really want to do" I take this as my chance of sunshine - the chance to "live" the life I want - since I have to face the plain fact that I am really not a top scorer material, I never want to top a cohort/ a class/
I really want to make myself happy, to soak myself in the sun <3
Apr 21, 2010 04:25:16 PM EDT

Q: Yes i agree :) i am not coffee drinker but i love the taste of Vietnamese authentic coffee :) I know u like the Starbucks coffee mug LOL. 
I drink coffee not to keep myself alert (despite the fact that I am very famous for being an owl -.-") but more for leisure purpose. I love the smell and the taste (which is almost completely lost after Starbucks-ized)

Having said that I love Starbucks as a culture, a brand name, a life style. I mean, where would you get a Vietnamese strong coffee in the middle of Singapore. Drinking Starbucks is like capturing the shadow of your beautiful childhood... You never quite get it, still, you are happy with the mere compromise - adoring the smoke without inhaling the your addicted cigarette flavor.

Sometime I sit in Starbucks and pretend/fool myself/ self-delude that I am sitting next to the drain on the pavement of Hanoi Street.

I love the mug somewhat as a part of the culture. In Vietnam, you sit and drink watching every drop of coffee drip drop drip drop , have a long - nonsensical yet heartwarming chit chat. In Singapore, You have a take away, taste a sip on the run - run to school, run to work - run against time to finish the last assignment on time.
The mug is adorable... lol, I am in love with it - eps the person who bought it for me <3
Apr 21, 2010 04:10:37 PM EDT

Q: Hmm I don't understand why you turn down BC! It's such a great school! Is that anything to do with the fin aid thingy?
:) I understand that both BC and Brandeis, ranking 30s - eps, BC's Lynch School of Education is one great offer that many students dream about. It was about the financial aid, since both offer NO help for international students. However, I am in the process of further negotiation for financial support from both college, with promising result.

Life does have many twists, and mine happened to occur right now. I am waiting for the last college to confirm with me the result, however, I am no longer sure if America is my final destination for the next 4 years. Many people may laugh at me now, I fought hard, I forgo many other things to just smile and walk away now.
To be honest I am torn. I will go where I become the least financial burden to my parents. I will go where I would get the most out of my college life and be the happiest.

After 4 years in Singapore, with what I have done, and what I have achieved, don't you think I deserve a chance of sunshine?
Apr 21, 2010 03:54:17 PM EDT

Q: what's the MUST listen song of DBSK, to you?
for me: "love in the ice" - beautiful harmony, heartwarming message along with my personal reason. "Love in the ice" is really a MUST-listen song since it fully depicts the vocal talents of the 5 DBSK members. 5 men, 5 different voices yet they can surely create ONE harmony named DBSK.

But this is very subjective. I am a Ballad person, so I like Love in the ice, I cried over "Toki wo tomete", want my wedding song to be "Midoyo" and sob over "Taxi" - the list is long, trust me.

If you are a youthful energetic person, well, Mirotic? Crazy love? Breakout?

You will find a suitable DBSK songs in every state of your life, trust me, I can guarantee.
Apr 20, 2010 08:14:52 AM EDT

How much I can love you



"Fan-girls are someone who cry for you, but move on to marry another man. That's how much they can love you"

- Drama "You are beautiful", 2009 - 



How much can I love you?
I wonder, how much can I care?
How much can my concern matter? 
While, I can't even be there?

I should not play the "victim" game - blaming the situation: "I am an iCassie, that's why I don't know much and can't do much for DBSK" I am really not that kind... Nor am I the kind of person who does not think in opposing arguments, weigh the pros and cons before giving my judgement. Why am I explaining myself at this moment in time, when it's not even me to apologize for my action.

I understand very well, there is NO point bringing the mood down, NO point updating depressing news, no point talking about sad stories/ law suit, cuz guess what? EVERY one there knows all craps that are going on. EVERY one updates the news from different sources, and EVERY one is hurt - in one way or another. EVERY one suffers, enough from external pressure (other fan clubs, other critics) But i just can't come laughing along and pretending I don't know, i did not read news.  I really just can't "let's not talk about it" and watch old clips to make myself temporarily feel better.

'Cuz guess what, even when we do NOT talk about it, it's still the truth, it's still there - the mess, the lawsuit, the suspension. 

But what's the point of talking about it? There is nothing we can do anyway. Join a petition? Join a project? Vote for DBSK? Twit till I drop? What else can I do? All of Meowen have been sad, hurt, their hearts ache, and they really do NOT need another depressed person to come over and remind them of their tragedy. 

It's this feeling that I hate the most... helplessness that I canNOT do anything significant, to solve my own heartache, not to mention easing theirs. It has been more than half a year since I came to CR. I came because of DBSK, but I stay because of Meowen. Many times I ask myself why do I keep coming back? I am not, by any means, that lonely to stay at home and stick with the computer. Meowens aren't just Cassie to me. There are times, I look at them and view them as friends - because some of them were for me when I hit rock bottom. Myra was there, Iva was there when my grandmother passed away. And That Meant The World To Me - I'll never forget that.

But I don't want to be loved for who I am not - a cheerful fan girl, an obsessed one who drool over DBSK hot pix? - no offence to those who are, cuz they are just as adorable. BUT That is just not me. That's never me. I can't just coat myself sugar while I am indeed bitter inside out. What should I do now? I was taught: it's better to be absent than making your presence a mood-spoiler. Till I am able to sort my heads out... I won't go around and bring others down.

It isn't about "how much can I love then" but rather "how much am I willing to love them"
I am sorry, I really cannot laugh for you.


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My-Linh's reply on DBSKnights.net translation of YH's father's comment on the lawsuit, "inspired by some fans' suggestion to the admin to clear the post.

"I don't think it's appropriate for the admin to remove this article for the sake of some fans.

True enough, I am also deeply devastated thx to this news. However, removing - depriving the other Cassies from knowing what the people - I don't dare call him an "insider" here - who probably knows more than we do, talk about the situation - is truly inappropriate.

DBSKnights is our trusted source of news because they report, share what's said, what's true, what's going on with DBSK

If this news does not please some fans, then they just have to grow up and deal with it. I am not happy, you are not happy, no Cassie can jump around with this news. But before bashing anyone, we should here from both sides - and apparently this is the opinion of the person who brought Yunho to life. 

So I thank DBSKnights for this news. I am really upset, but I will go and deal with it myself, rather than siding with anyone and bring down the other party.

Without this news, many of us will continue the false hope that YH and CM will join the other 3. Don't you want to see the situation for what it is NOT for what we all want it to be?"



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all said and more will be exposed in the future
now that I am very lost yet refuse to take side - whatever
now that I am trying t pull myself forward, without knowing how
here next to JJ, I will be found
waiting for YH, CM, JS, YC - DBSK
from this moment, till eternity


- whoever are fated, will find their paths crossed - no matter what, this is one thing I believe in - and I am damn sure, they are truly destined to be the fated 5