... Seriously, it is 2 a.m. here and I ams till awake, trying to get my revision done. Seriously I am exhausted with my life as a student, fighting A-level at the same time battling with unkind remarks and ridiculous speculation. AND I HAVE NO FREAKING ENERGY TO START A FIGHT even with people who are messing up my life...
But I have to pour out this thought... Antis, Are you aware?
Are you aware you could have killed a talented, amazingly sweet and responsible boy who grows up to be a real gentleman with kind heart, when you gave Yunho that poisonous drink?
Are you aware you could have killed not HIM but his parents, by hurting/ harming him like that? Whoever you are, you must be a daughter of someone, a sister of someone, a friend of someone... Have you ever put yourself in his family's shoes?
Are you aware, even if you loathe him to the core that there are people, people like me, people like Cassies whose lives became more bearable with the existence of HIM, his music as the motivation the melody of our lives?
Are you aware, even if you cannot stand his imperfections, that he is a HUMAN, who deserves every right to live, every opportunity to achieve his dream as a singer?
Hate him? Then stop stalking him. Hate him? Then stop listening to DBSK. If you hate someone so much, why are you so addicted in that particular person?
Back then when Yunho was in the accident, I did not know DBSK, or cared who the hell they were. My room mate was a Cassies. She cried all night and prayed for him to recover... I was so touched I said my very first prayer for an absolute stranger... I wonder if you, without knowing him would do the same... It is a LIFE, again, I repeat, it is a LIFE we are talking about... Are you aware what you could have done?
But then again, I am glad he was fine... I was shocked he did not sue you and he, silently perfects himself in many ways... composes songs, new dances, learns acting, modelling... So much talent yet so humble and sincere...
Are you aware about your action?
..........................
I don't think you are, for those 5100 plus of you who sign the petition for Jaebeom of 2 P.M. to commit suicide... are you aware?
Are you aware that he is FREAKING young... that he has gone through so much? that he, as stupid and ridiculous, thoughtless, careless as ANY teenage boy at his age did NOT mean what he said. And even if he meant it, he was a mere stranger at the margin of your Korea. He had not tasted the love of Hottest, the real life of a Korean, being brought up all the way from America
Are you aware how tough it is to leave the protection of your parents, the comfort, the love to travel alone to another land... starting from the beginning?
Are you aware of the hardship, the frustration, not being able to communicate, the loneliness?
Are you aware? He was young and being young, he made mistake?
You are talking as if you have never been at that prime of youthful rebel, as if you have never spoken vulgarities, curses, what-so-ever, passing rude comments WITHOUT really mean it... As if you are so perfect and morally correct you cannot forgive a regretful person?
DO YOU UNDERSTAND what it means? COMMIT SUICIDE?
I am NOT sorry I am THIS emotional.
Netziens are thoughtless, many of you are. I find ANTIS the MOST ridiculous and despicable group of people alive. Again, this is only my honest opinion. I do not care if my blog will be bashed for this comment. I am not ashamed of what I say.
I really don't understand...
Are you aware? With that single signature of yours, a promising talent has been murdered?
Just because Jaebeom is a celebrity he is NOT allowed to make mistake? He is not allowed to be forgiven? He is not given a chance to amend his wrong?
I am very sorry for Hottest, the fans of 2PM. I signed the other petition, which supports the come back of Jaebeom. I believe many Hottest have signed petition to support DBSK. I signed it not because I am a fan of 2PM...
For crying out loud I have NEVER EVER listened to any of their songs till this moment. I am signing it as a human, a student, like him has gone through loneliness and hardship, frustration and difficulties just to be where I am now. . .
I am signing it because I have been stupid once, twice, many times... I have passed cruel remarks and was forgiven... I have grown up through all the mistakes I made.
Give him a break
Give all the celebrities a break for goodness sake
Are you aware?
Just like YOU, like ME, like US? --- I really don't want to associate myself with you
they are ALSO human, they are also young and stupid, they ALSO make mistakes
Are you ware?
Really, I am not out of my mind. I do not even dream this world will an utopia. I am not asking you to love them, love Yunho or Jeabeom, they have enough fans to spread the love.
All I ever ask: please be fair, to them. Acknowledge their hard-work and talent. Acknowledge their rights for privacy and right to be 19, 20 21... just like u.
is that too difficult? letting them be?
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
lime light
lime light
"We are the people, who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom.
We lived in the gaps between the stories"
The Handmaid's Tale
Not until you become the top headline of some ridiculous accusation, not until you realized you are back stabbed, you turn into the hot topic of all the gossip spreading around...
Not until then, when you taste bitterness, frustration and anger, will you appreciate this peace... living in this blank area, between the print.
I appreciate them all, those moments, being scrutinized, being made fun of, being put on top and smashed to pieces... If I have not been there, if I have not done it, I could never reach this peaceful solitude now... The fun I have is my possession. Mine alone. Hidden jokes, naughty blink blink shared between Innovians. People don't understand me for I don't welcome them in to my land. This tiny territory I hold on dear, I hold on close.
Tomorrow, I will be on stage. A year passed, I blinked my eyes twice, holding back... Tomorrow I will give up my Council badge, resign, step down... Tomorrow, tomorrow. I cannot wait to give my share of responsibility to my juniors. A huge "well done"to Sheren who will become the president. I wish them all the very best.
Within this fraction of time, a year plus, I have learned much, have become a Student Councillor, have been crowned Miss Racial Harmony, have received love and hatred from perfect strangers... Maybe this is the reason why I deliberately avoid lime light. I used to love living my life out loud...
How loud can one be?
If I stand in the middle of the dining hall and announce my relationship, does it mean I love someone more than a girl who simply keeps quiet? What's the commotion?
I keep silence... blending in and fading away into the grey grey walls of Innova, disappear in my room, snug into my bed, dive into the blanket, escape school the next day to complete some plans...
I know what I am doing.
Just because you can't figure out what madness is running through my brain, does not give you the right to make judgement. But then again, being me, I don't mind you making noise.
I am used to it. to hearing about me and my future plans, about me and the guy I date from the mouths of stranger... oh what? Since when I am dating WHO? It's pretty sad you circle your world around me. Can you keep up? I am spinning ...
......................................
ocean
I am spinning so fast, my own mother sometime asks me who I am... I am spinning so fast I cannot stop for the look in his eyes, pure pain...
He is like the ocean, deep and calm... Living a simple life, according to neat plans. Things seem so fine. Loving once, dumping twice. Maybe meeting me was the only odd point that fell of the line. He liked to watch me. I hate being watched. He does not stare, he simply gazes his eyes into mine. "What do you see?" I once ask, and he gave me the perfect answer: "I see your answer. You are going to say "NO" to my next question which we both know what. But I am still going to ask..."
What can I do about us? I can't love an ocean, I can't stir your peace... I can't destroy things I don't own so I am leaving him an ocean of pain. I reject his kindness and care for I have nothing to give him back.
There are things that must be mutual... Must, not perhaps... I can't pretend I blush when he holds my hand. I am not good at acting. My body does not react. 5 stiff fingers, lifeless at his warm embrace. Van said I cannot lie. I have the "I-am-going-to-bitch" face that can entertain her every now and then... For my own sake, I don't ever force myself to pretend.
"Let's cut the brother-sister crap. And the friend stuff" I said. "Let's not pretend that you can accept just being my friend, and please, I am not gonna pretend I don't see it in your eyes" He smiles. It was the very last thing I remember from him. Not even his voice, I don't entertain talk after midnight. His smile was beautiful, relieved... I find peace in what I did. not regret, peace. and secure
Let's accept things for what they are.
That I am strange and he is not
That my mom thinks he is great, and I totally agree
That my mom understands I can't be with him and she thinks I am nuts for being so emotionless
That, but then again, being my mother, she does not even persuade me into it
That, because of that, she is forever my best friend
That I am
That I do
hate the lime light...
That I do
That I am
stranger than I was
yesterday
"We are the people, who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom.
We lived in the gaps between the stories"
The Handmaid's Tale
Not until you become the top headline of some ridiculous accusation, not until you realized you are back stabbed, you turn into the hot topic of all the gossip spreading around...
Not until then, when you taste bitterness, frustration and anger, will you appreciate this peace... living in this blank area, between the print.
I appreciate them all, those moments, being scrutinized, being made fun of, being put on top and smashed to pieces... If I have not been there, if I have not done it, I could never reach this peaceful solitude now... The fun I have is my possession. Mine alone. Hidden jokes, naughty blink blink shared between Innovians. People don't understand me for I don't welcome them in to my land. This tiny territory I hold on dear, I hold on close.
Tomorrow, I will be on stage. A year passed, I blinked my eyes twice, holding back... Tomorrow I will give up my Council badge, resign, step down... Tomorrow, tomorrow. I cannot wait to give my share of responsibility to my juniors. A huge "well done"to Sheren who will become the president. I wish them all the very best.
Within this fraction of time, a year plus, I have learned much, have become a Student Councillor, have been crowned Miss Racial Harmony, have received love and hatred from perfect strangers... Maybe this is the reason why I deliberately avoid lime light. I used to love living my life out loud...
How loud can one be?
If I stand in the middle of the dining hall and announce my relationship, does it mean I love someone more than a girl who simply keeps quiet? What's the commotion?
I keep silence... blending in and fading away into the grey grey walls of Innova, disappear in my room, snug into my bed, dive into the blanket, escape school the next day to complete some plans...
I know what I am doing.
Just because you can't figure out what madness is running through my brain, does not give you the right to make judgement. But then again, being me, I don't mind you making noise.
I am used to it. to hearing about me and my future plans, about me and the guy I date from the mouths of stranger... oh what? Since when I am dating WHO? It's pretty sad you circle your world around me. Can you keep up? I am spinning ...
......................................
ocean
I am spinning so fast, my own mother sometime asks me who I am... I am spinning so fast I cannot stop for the look in his eyes, pure pain...
He is like the ocean, deep and calm... Living a simple life, according to neat plans. Things seem so fine. Loving once, dumping twice. Maybe meeting me was the only odd point that fell of the line. He liked to watch me. I hate being watched. He does not stare, he simply gazes his eyes into mine. "What do you see?" I once ask, and he gave me the perfect answer: "I see your answer. You are going to say "NO" to my next question which we both know what. But I am still going to ask..."
What can I do about us? I can't love an ocean, I can't stir your peace... I can't destroy things I don't own so I am leaving him an ocean of pain. I reject his kindness and care for I have nothing to give him back.
There are things that must be mutual... Must, not perhaps... I can't pretend I blush when he holds my hand. I am not good at acting. My body does not react. 5 stiff fingers, lifeless at his warm embrace. Van said I cannot lie. I have the "I-am-going-to-bitch" face that can entertain her every now and then... For my own sake, I don't ever force myself to pretend.
"Let's cut the brother-sister crap. And the friend stuff" I said. "Let's not pretend that you can accept just being my friend, and please, I am not gonna pretend I don't see it in your eyes" He smiles. It was the very last thing I remember from him. Not even his voice, I don't entertain talk after midnight. His smile was beautiful, relieved... I find peace in what I did. not regret, peace. and secure
Let's accept things for what they are.
That I am strange and he is not
That my mom thinks he is great, and I totally agree
That my mom understands I can't be with him and she thinks I am nuts for being so emotionless
That, but then again, being my mother, she does not even persuade me into it
That, because of that, she is forever my best friend
That I am
That I do
hate the lime light...
That I do
That I am
stranger than I was
yesterday
Monday, August 24, 2009
Silence
A strange post, edited 3 time, each shorter and sharper, less emotional
and here is the last version of all
This MV above, is the only thing worth watching after pure craps from the press
This article below is the only thing worth reading for motivation after ... same, pure ridiculous speculations from all over the place
http://dbsknights.blogspot.com/2009/08/news-heading-to-ground-jung-yunho-shows.html
And my dear master, the director, editor, creator of your own tragedy,
your half-baked romance is not something worth another line in my page. Why such extravagant need to being the past down to make the presence look good? Why such memoir when the presence is still the interregnum of your stalemate?
I smirked, seeing her, for some Gods-know-what reasons, talking loudly about her past love today, in the grand hall, central stage... with all the colorful spot lights shining from those naive audience. Dinning hall is certainly the place I abhor. In another day, I will shut myself out again, from another story, another chapter number 10009 of a love story of those who don't even have the slightest idea what it is like to love deep and true
Blast the music I did,
and when DBSK's song takes me away
I dream of the future, of me going away, starting afresh.
"Insa"... I am FLYing AWAY
Sunday, August 16, 2009
just wondering - and monologue at the middle of the night
1. Questions:
can you let someone go? when he is the one who took the turn and walked away?
can you forgive someone? when she is the one who refuse to repent, to apologize, to admit her crime?
can you?
can I?
Today I wonder... And I go on wondering, struggling for an answer which does not change anything at all. Just some food for thoughts though I understand I am consuming poison for it hurts too much to ponder upon them
Am I passive or proactive? Was I the one who act or react upon a crisis? Being me I would rather take the lead, at least, the lead of my life. In this roller coaster, in this loony bin, I am driven, not driving my own boat embarking on my journey.
2. Rambling/Mid night monologue
a. New timetable, new frustration
I received my timetable for the days to come 2 days ago. Ibam nearly cried seeing his, I really think he stopped because he had to uphold his image as a boy. On another point, I really think he stopped because he saw mine, the worst version of all. I could not cry because it was all bottled up beyond my neck, all the emotions, frustrations and exhaustion leave me speechless, thoughtless - absolute blank for a long while. Shall I complain? No, I shan't. Just 11 hours of Literature per week, 7 hours of each other H2 subjects (for my beautiful combination of 4H2)I am really glad that at LEAST, these are the subjects I actually enjoyed and chosen for myself. If I was idiotic enough to follow the crowd and took PCME... I wonder how I can ever have the strength to carry on at this moment.
I do not regret being here now. I do not!
Just that, I wonder, am I revising for my exam or am I being made/ forced to do so much homework I lost confidence in telling my myself I am actually in control of my revision. I am grateful... Teachers have been putting so much effort, time to help us... I really hope this pays off, for them. I am sorry, we can't gain that trust from you to have the liberty to study on our own like our seniors.
Liberty... Schools think they know what is best for us... Do they? Or they are just frantically reacting upon the fear that they may regret later on for not pushing us hard enough, forcefully enough that we eventually screw up our lives.
If you don't study, it is your choice to make your life more difficult later on.
I mean if they choose to do so, why are we suffering on their behalf?
From next week, schools end officially at 6.40 DAILY.
and for the scholars, 9 p.m. every Thu
I have no freaking idea how I can actually feel at ease with this.
I did not react in class. I know my classmates are suffering. Because of the existence of the two 4H2 students in the class - Van and I, they are having 3-4 hours of break in the middle of no where on Tue and Fri. I can't say I am sorry, because it is not my fault. But I can't escape their blame.
So I kept quiet.
I could have blasted my mp4 to the max so I won't feel offended with remarks
But fate has her way, my mp4 decided to commit suicide on the very particular day I need it the most. So hey, I heard it all... But hey, I learn to accept whatever people say. I know you guys are frustrated. But I am too. Here come the day of me and Van, stu-dying 5-6 hours non-break while you can actually plan your revision proactively.
b. idilemma itouch vs iphone
ok, I do sound like a spoil brat now.
I am getting an itouch, though mom wants me to consider an iphone 3G/ which is cheaper in US$, more functions just that I am not gonna get it till November. I need a new music player DESPERATELY. Why? Music keeps me sane. No one and nothing can calm me down like "I can't put into words", DBSK. Nothing can cheer me up like "the cool v.s. the pretty" FT island. Nothing like music can shield/ block me from all chaos going around.
I really cannot take the "touch" thing with the phone... like talking to a wall, you press and you don't even know if you have already pressed or not... A normal low-tech phone does wonder, the key bounces back like a response to your finger tips, like assuring you: Yes, you have already keyed in ... So I am sticking with my S500i, which cannot play music anymore, I wonder what I have done. I don't even like to sms or reply sms anymore so...
So dad got me itouch a few hours ago through Apple online shop (just to make sure I don't wander around Orchard just the get the damn thing) (without telling mom) and since mom insists on iphone, I wonder this will turn into a family conflict. If it does, it is purely... ridiculous and cute of my parents. Gosh, I just miss mom's voice so so much when we talk over the phone (my already-broke-down-3-time phone which mom wonders why I insist on not changing). Does she know I did not dare change my mp3 if it does not break down completely? Does she not know I am aware of the world economic crisis and that I am worry for her too? Maybe she is unaware and pampers me so much for she is worried that with the stress level rising, she may have to pick me up again shattered with frustration and helplessness.
I am sorry I am not always as strong as I wish
I am really sorry I break down in tears easily like a child when I hear your voice.
I wish I have another bounce back to give mom and dad a break. I wish I can trust and love someone enough to lean on him at this moment in time. But I chose to test my resistance and strength. How far can I go? I don't know. But for today, I press my lips and hold my anger listening to "Picture of you", DBSK
c. DBSK's AADBSK III + itouch + Anh Co
I am waiting for you to come, all three in a week. I can't wait
Anh Co said, he even had to go shopping for clothes so he does not look so sloppy in front of me. Does he know I love him so much and I don't give a damn if he looks like a mess? Does he know I am in pain, too to hear his relationship with his girlfriend did not turn out well? I can fix the way he looks, I always complain just to make myself sound more significant in his life. Just like he can always fix my terribly degrading Math from grace. But how can I mend his broken heart? Can I perform a miracle like I did to Anh Duy? Gosh, I wish I could be that bounce back for all of them, that shoulder for them to rest their burden on. . . I am the youngest in the family, yet I have been the one they trust, to pick up the mess of their aftermath. I am more than just willing, to be there, to care. For they are not my cousins, they are my brothers and sisters.
I love my huge family a lot
and dear Chi Trang, I am coming hom for your wedding ^^
can you let someone go? when he is the one who took the turn and walked away?
can you forgive someone? when she is the one who refuse to repent, to apologize, to admit her crime?
can you?
can I?
Today I wonder... And I go on wondering, struggling for an answer which does not change anything at all. Just some food for thoughts though I understand I am consuming poison for it hurts too much to ponder upon them
Am I passive or proactive? Was I the one who act or react upon a crisis? Being me I would rather take the lead, at least, the lead of my life. In this roller coaster, in this loony bin, I am driven, not driving my own boat embarking on my journey.
2. Rambling/Mid night monologue
a. New timetable, new frustration
I received my timetable for the days to come 2 days ago. Ibam nearly cried seeing his, I really think he stopped because he had to uphold his image as a boy. On another point, I really think he stopped because he saw mine, the worst version of all. I could not cry because it was all bottled up beyond my neck, all the emotions, frustrations and exhaustion leave me speechless, thoughtless - absolute blank for a long while. Shall I complain? No, I shan't. Just 11 hours of Literature per week, 7 hours of each other H2 subjects (for my beautiful combination of 4H2)I am really glad that at LEAST, these are the subjects I actually enjoyed and chosen for myself. If I was idiotic enough to follow the crowd and took PCME... I wonder how I can ever have the strength to carry on at this moment.
I do not regret being here now. I do not!
Just that, I wonder, am I revising for my exam or am I being made/ forced to do so much homework I lost confidence in telling my myself I am actually in control of my revision. I am grateful... Teachers have been putting so much effort, time to help us... I really hope this pays off, for them. I am sorry, we can't gain that trust from you to have the liberty to study on our own like our seniors.
Liberty... Schools think they know what is best for us... Do they? Or they are just frantically reacting upon the fear that they may regret later on for not pushing us hard enough, forcefully enough that we eventually screw up our lives.
If you don't study, it is your choice to make your life more difficult later on.
I mean if they choose to do so, why are we suffering on their behalf?
From next week, schools end officially at 6.40 DAILY.
and for the scholars, 9 p.m. every Thu
I have no freaking idea how I can actually feel at ease with this.
I did not react in class. I know my classmates are suffering. Because of the existence of the two 4H2 students in the class - Van and I, they are having 3-4 hours of break in the middle of no where on Tue and Fri. I can't say I am sorry, because it is not my fault. But I can't escape their blame.
So I kept quiet.
I could have blasted my mp4 to the max so I won't feel offended with remarks
But fate has her way, my mp4 decided to commit suicide on the very particular day I need it the most. So hey, I heard it all... But hey, I learn to accept whatever people say. I know you guys are frustrated. But I am too. Here come the day of me and Van, stu-dying 5-6 hours non-break while you can actually plan your revision proactively.
b. idilemma itouch vs iphone
ok, I do sound like a spoil brat now.
I am getting an itouch, though mom wants me to consider an iphone 3G/ which is cheaper in US$, more functions just that I am not gonna get it till November. I need a new music player DESPERATELY. Why? Music keeps me sane. No one and nothing can calm me down like "I can't put into words", DBSK. Nothing can cheer me up like "the cool v.s. the pretty" FT island. Nothing like music can shield/ block me from all chaos going around.
I really cannot take the "touch" thing with the phone... like talking to a wall, you press and you don't even know if you have already pressed or not... A normal low-tech phone does wonder, the key bounces back like a response to your finger tips, like assuring you: Yes, you have already keyed in ... So I am sticking with my S500i, which cannot play music anymore, I wonder what I have done. I don't even like to sms or reply sms anymore so...
So dad got me itouch a few hours ago through Apple online shop (just to make sure I don't wander around Orchard just the get the damn thing) (without telling mom) and since mom insists on iphone, I wonder this will turn into a family conflict. If it does, it is purely... ridiculous and cute of my parents. Gosh, I just miss mom's voice so so much when we talk over the phone (my already-broke-down-3-time phone which mom wonders why I insist on not changing). Does she know I did not dare change my mp3 if it does not break down completely? Does she not know I am aware of the world economic crisis and that I am worry for her too? Maybe she is unaware and pampers me so much for she is worried that with the stress level rising, she may have to pick me up again shattered with frustration and helplessness.
I am sorry I am not always as strong as I wish
I am really sorry I break down in tears easily like a child when I hear your voice.
I wish I have another bounce back to give mom and dad a break. I wish I can trust and love someone enough to lean on him at this moment in time. But I chose to test my resistance and strength. How far can I go? I don't know. But for today, I press my lips and hold my anger listening to "Picture of you", DBSK
c. DBSK's AADBSK III + itouch + Anh Co
I am waiting for you to come, all three in a week. I can't wait
Anh Co said, he even had to go shopping for clothes so he does not look so sloppy in front of me. Does he know I love him so much and I don't give a damn if he looks like a mess? Does he know I am in pain, too to hear his relationship with his girlfriend did not turn out well? I can fix the way he looks, I always complain just to make myself sound more significant in his life. Just like he can always fix my terribly degrading Math from grace. But how can I mend his broken heart? Can I perform a miracle like I did to Anh Duy? Gosh, I wish I could be that bounce back for all of them, that shoulder for them to rest their burden on. . . I am the youngest in the family, yet I have been the one they trust, to pick up the mess of their aftermath. I am more than just willing, to be there, to care. For they are not my cousins, they are my brothers and sisters.
I love my huge family a lot
and dear Chi Trang, I am coming hom for your wedding ^^
Monday, August 10, 2009
My ritual

1. My Ritual...
The chaos dies down. My heart beats return to the usual speed. From the shattered bits and pieces, I recollect my strength, restore my hope, belief. Faith, I have been talking about it much lately, here and there with people I once called strangers. I wonder how I should address them now, when they have given me too much: too much love, too much care, too much hope and encourangement. I know deep in their hearts, they tremble restlessly at each and every news/ lies/ speculation.
Always keep the faith., Micky tattooed this on his skin... I never love tattoo, never love, never dare bare the pain... Yet the moment I saw it... I was speechless. It was most beautiful, the declaration of love, hope and firm belief rooting from the burning desire for justice. Tattoos are not like birth mark, they were not born as brothers. But tattoo, like "fate mark" it amplifies the love that they cannot put into words, the deafening silence they are holding in their hears. It must have hurt them so much, when people doubt their unity. To members, DBSK is not just a name, it is a part of their hearts, their skin, the symbol of their brotherhood, their friendship, their hardship, blood and tears. Tattoo! Engrave each and every image of years that passed, years to come together. Together, as 5.
I read news everyday, every hour, from different sources, from DBSKnights for information/ facts/ news/ updates, soompi for opinions, Hoahoctro.vn and kenh14.vn just for confirmation... The last two sites are totally unnecessary. They are merely translation of posts I have already read, examined, memorized from DBSKnights, I wonder why I care so much what Vietnamese's newspapers are talking about DBSK. I gain nothing but tremendous annoyance from them: despicable lies, seemingly shocking headlines just to attract readers. It hurts me badly that many Vietnamese readers who are unable to double check the news, will be tricked, will be shattered, will spread bad rumors about DBSK. Again, I send the 3rd and the 4th letter to the last internet site to remind them of what it means being a journalist. It is not about how much click your site gets per day, it is about how reliable the news is. A picture has been taken down by hoahoctro.vn with clarification and apology toward Cassie. But I have not yet heard anything from the other site. I guess to take down the whole post whose bias tone pierce straight into any Cassie's heart is pretty difficult for them. I will fight till the end, for DBSK, for Cassies
I understand fairly well, this is not the end, just the eye of the storm before the messiness of the aftermath takes place. I do wish them well. The only fear is the consequences of the seemingly victory. Will SM play the dirty trick, oppress their talent, neglect the 5th album, prevent them from golden opportunities for talk or live show? Will SM just let it slide, admit their filthiness?
always keeps the faith... With thousands of Cassies in the world, we cling onto each and every word they say, trying hard to interpret the hidden messages in their weary smile... Underneath that sparling bubbly laugh of Junsu, that painful smirk of Changmin, that tattoo of Yoochun, that breathtaking voice of Jae Joong and that calm and composed look of leader Yunho, what do they truly think? feel? hope? fight for? I wish we can shoulder their burden. Quietly, we support them, linking our hands together from worlds apart, Cassies for DBSK
.....................................................
I realize how DBSK fans all the world have touched me. Have moved me to tears by their love and faith. Have made me a better, stronger person: To love deeply like nothing before, fight tooth-and-nail for them against those who would hurt DBSK, to believe and realize that the pain and hardship is essential, so that we can grow as people, so that DBSK can grow, so that their dreams can reach the moon and they'll be determined and strong and worthy enough to do so. That they can show the detractors, the doubters--the world--that they are worthy of everything they ever got.
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Everyday I feel closer to strangers. Those who I wish I could hold out my hands to and join mine with theirs. Go up to them and hold them. Tell them, thank you, thank you for believing. Thank you for loving. Thank you.
http://users.livejournal.com/_happy_as_rain_/160630.html
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I found my blog post recently online while searching for a lyric translation. Three times, three different blogs, one from the USA, one from Singapore, and the last I have not yet identify the location. Cassies are amazing. They don't just read and keep it for themselves, SHARE! Pass it forward on their blogs to cheer one another up from good news to great plans, heartwarming projects. I participate as much as I can, within my ability. I have no idea how far my post has gone to, how many Cassies it has touched. But I am very very glad, and very thankful to all of you, especially to "In Bloom". I am so sorry I have not known your name, or anything much about you... The only thing I am sure, we share common love, for DBSK, for Yunho, for his innocence and true smile... which I wish would remain pure and carefree in years to come
my ritual, my DBSK love, my exhaustion with mugging for A-level and preparing for exams after exams... Even without uttering out a word of complain... I am working hard, harder than ever before...
for faith, belief for a better future prevails, no matter what.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Just to share

NEWS
-NOTE- 11 billion WON is approximately 9 million US dollars. A quick calculation, the members each made approximately USD 360 000 since their debut according to SM Entertainment.
For comparison, the annual income for top Hollywood stars range from everything between USD 10 million to USD 200 million.-NOTE end-
The problem is not how much was given, but how the income was divided... And can only be solved if SM reveals TVXQ's exact income
Amidst the chaos that has ensued after TVXQ members YoungWoong Jaejoong, Micky Yoochun and Xiah Junsu filed a lawsuit against their agency, the rift between the two sides is getting deeper as SM Entertainment revealed it's rebuttal.
There is a lot of talk about SM's official statement and many are skeptical about SM's statement that the amount given to TVXQ was 'a substantial income division.'
On the 3rd, SM released that, "TVXQ, till now (July 2009), have received 11 billion Won (9.2 billion Won given during the activities+1.77 billion Won given beforehand) and have also been given luxury foreign cars (bonuses that don't have any connection to the contract)." SM also said that, "The other side has focused solely on album sales even though TVXQ receive their fair share through events, CFs and other performances."
However, since the exact amount of TVXQ's income till now has not been revealed by SME, SME's statement has been met with skepticism and doubt.
Fans stated, "Even if SM did give TVXQ 11 billion Won, that is still less than 400 million Won per person each year," and "It is not plausible to say that this is enough when the group's immense popularity or influence is calculated," to show their reluctance to accept SM's statement.
In fact,TVXQ's album sales started off with their debut single 'HUG' selling around 195K copies and after eight singles and four albums, they have sold a total of 2,68 million copies in Korea alone.
In Japan, they have released 27 singles and four albums and sold a total of 2.34 million copies. According to the Japanese Record Committee, eight albums, 'Summer Dream', 'T', 'Beautiful You/Thousand Year Love Song', 'Why Did I come to like you? (Doushite)', 'Spell-MIROTIC-', 'Survivor', 'Bolero', and 'Share the World' have received the Gold Ranking (100K or more) and 'The Secret Code' has received the Platinum Ranking (250K or more).
Even when China, Thailand and Hong Kong is not considered, TVXQ has sold more than 5 million copies in Korea and Japan alone. Oricon Magazine, the official album chart for Japan, stated that in the first half of this year, TVXQ took eighth place in total album sales that earned them a total of 2.5 billion Yen (approximately 33 billion Won).
TVXQ's concerts also boast the best ticketing power and the income their live concerts bring in is probably a massive amount. Around 390K people attended TVXQ's Asia Tours, 530K attended their Japanese Tours and 120K attended their showcases. In their concerts alone, they attracted over 1 million fans around the world.
One fan wrote on their blog, "The most recent concert was their Japan Tour that ended at the Tokyo Dome which attracted 300K people. Even when using the average seat cost of 8000 yen (1 yen=1300 Won), that is still 2.4 billion Yen, in Won that would be 31.2 billion Won."
They also stated, "This is only taking the ticket fee into consideration. When you add up all the souvenirs sold during the concert and add this to the ticket cost, they must have earned at least 50 billion won."
After the Tokyo Dome concert, many Japanese news agencies estimated that, "If you add up all the money TVXQ earns in China, Southern Eastern countries, Korea, etc, TVXQ must earn around 100 billion Won every year."
There are other sources of income such as musical income sources of streaming, background music for homepages, downloads and ringtones, and commercials, performances, DVDs and photobooks, as well as a cartoon character venture, the amount that TVXQ has earned till now is almost out of this world. That is why SM's statement regarding money has become an issue.
In reference to SM's statement that "From their debut till now, we have paid TVXQ 11 billion Won," many fans are saying that, "It's not about the actual amount of money given to them, but the percentage of total income given to them," and "SM is putting forth a large number of 11 billion Won to make it look like they have been giving the members proper treatment pay-wise."
Fans also stated, "If the agency is so convinced that they are being fair and just, why is it that they aren't revealing the exact income of TVXQ? There are too many unclear parts in this contract that even the members did not know the contents of." They also criticized SM Entertainment by stating, "Because of SM's poor attempts at making TVXQ the scapegoat, more questions are arising and they are causing confusion."
Credits:
oh my news + DNBN]
Translation credits: jeeelim5@iscreamshinki.net
Shared by: iscreamshinki.net
Copy from http://dbsknights.blogspot.com
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Just to share with anyone who is reading my blog. I have been catching up on the news about DBSK for the past few days, none stop as if it is now a part of my daily ritual. I try hard to not become obsessed and emotional with all the news, there are supportive and accusing news, opinions coming from all over the places. I guess, all my fellow Cassies must be exhausted in this horrible rollercoaster by now.
Just want to say a few words of encouragement to all those who have been fighting so hard to support DBSK. I also read news from Vietnamese newspapers and online sources. For once in my life, I broke out of my ignorance, indifferent mode to send the writer of 2 articles emails to let them know their news are biased and proven incorrect. Isn't it my role to play to support my favorite artists? If DBSK are proven wrong at the end of the day, I will accept their mistakes but I cannot just stand there and see many Vietnamese Cassies get tricked by catchy headlines, get hurt by accusation of DBSK.
Pray that the truth will soon be discovered, whatever it is, we have enough of those cover up claims, fake news...
we always keep our faith in DBSK, till the end
Monday, August 3, 2009
동방신기믿어
It's 3.30 in the morning and I am still awake.
I am trying, the sad thing is I am TRYING to finish my work for tomorrow. It has been a bad weekend, nightmarish for me. I don't know how it will end. I told my Cassies all over the world to keep faith. I try to reach out to each and every one of them, any of them, all those I would normally call strangers.I dare not address them as friends yet. Cassies, it is a very beautiful name, this is how I will call them, 800 000+++ Koreans and 170 000+++ Japanese, countless of Thai and Chinese, oh, I shall not forget my dear international Cassies to whom, I belong.
I forbid myself from checking on DBSKnight. I have been obsessed with the website, true enough, I believe they are really THE BEST DBSK's website out there. I admire the fans who set it up. I truly am grateful to you guys who have been working so hard subbing all the Japanese and Korean shows that DBSK participate so that English speaker like me can comprehend, appreciate and fall in love with your idol. Yes, now are are mine too. I embrace my new identity, Cassie, a member of Cassiopeia.
No one understand why we people stay awake up to this hour. They say we have absolutely no life and we are JUST some fan girls who are nuts about SOME singers. Well, "whatever they say", I used to think that way, I have to admit. I really thought of this whole thing as absurdity. So what? They disband? Another band will rise, like after H.O.T, DBSK comes, after them? SHINEe? BIG BANG??? Who cares? I don't even understand the language. Furthermore, isn't this the law of the entertainment industry? The curse of 5 year for SM???
Well, it was the past. I remember trembling listening to Junsu's beautiful voice in "Love in the ice". I remember drying my tears for the final time as "Kiss Shita Mama, Sayonara" plays in the back ground. I remember only "Love Bye Love" could calm me down as I confronted a traumatizing nightmare. I remember, I remember them all, each and every tremble of my heart, each and every shiver that runs through my spine as I learn to appreciate their talent: Micky's, Changmin's, Jejung's, Junsu's and of course, my favorite leader: Yunho's. Their cheerful personalities, their handsome looks, their ... jokes and their brotherhood may have brightened up my days every now and then, but it was their voice, note, it is their VOICE not voiceS which gives me faith, heal my heart and restore my belief.
The unity of their individual voices can be defined as perfection.
it is just pop? You must not have heard them with your hearts to give such comment. You must have heard them with prejudice. I grow un-offended whenever someone laughs as I express my love and admiration for them. Instead, it must be the gift from their music that give me the strength and passion to continue, introduce, convince my friends that well, they are gods rising from the East for a reason. Putu fell in love with "Proud" as she saw real tears of joy rolling down from Micky's and Junsu's eyes. Indora must be tapping her feet along with the long list of DBSK music I flux her Ipod. Spread the love. Let them be known.
I only realize how important they are to me this moment, only when I see with my own eyes, feel with my own heart and soul, with every fiber of my being: how deeply affected I am upon the news of the possibility of their disbandment. FAITH. It is all Cassies have at the moment. There are so many fake good news, so many speculation upon this issue.
Fans may falter... Fans may doubt DBSK
fans NOT CASSIES, for Cassies always keep faith in DBSK. We believe we know them, we believe they love us as much as we love them. For that, Cassies stay strong together.
Have you heard of miracle? created by Cassies?
Midoyo was a hit of DBSK at least 3 years ago. It was back then when the boys just barely debut for a while, rookies you can call them. Don't say good bye is another hit in their 4th Album Mirotic. Cassies in Korea has been listening to them none stop in forums to make sure, these songs, again will make miracle, top the music chart, competing with all the newly released hit. I believe this is not only the work of Cassies, but also V.I.P (rivalry Big Bang's fan club), E.L.F (Super Junior's)... Kpop fans stand together to send a message to DBSK: Midoyo (I believe) in DBSK and please: "Don't say goodbye"
Another miracle: Cassiopeias are getting ‘동방신기믿어’ as 1st on Daum’s search ranking to show that we believe in them." The news was sent ALL over the WORLD this afternoon, and guess what? We succeed. It became number 1, as DBSK is number 1 band in our hearts.
I am going to stop here as I realize I have been typing non stop.
I just want to whisper softly again: 동방신기믿어
Faith, I still hold on to the torch, the red glowing stick in the dark, along with Cassie's red ocean. Please find your way back together as 5 for 동방신기믿어. in DBSK we believe and DBSK alone.
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