dillemmas....

which is worse... setting free a criminal or convicting and innocent man, therefore ruining his life and the life of those around him?


what is the difference between heart and soul...? (in the abstract way of course... like when you say Heart, Mind & Soul, you don't mean heart in a biological way... ^.^ so... what's the difference?)

cry

it hurts.... it hurts so bad... it hurts more than it did last night... I can't even listen to one of his songs without bursting into tears... why? he wasn't even that important to me.... I think that I'm beginning to treasure him more now that he's gone... these past few days I realized that I had listened to so many songs that I didn't even knew were originally his songs... I can't listen to "You Are Not Alone"... without crying my eyes out... not to mention "Heal The World"... or "I'll Be There"...

I went to the library today... to borrow again the book that I had borrowed about 6 years ago... "Moonwalk"... unfortunately, I couldn't find "Dancing The Dream", although it did appear on the computer... stupid library... >.<

I still wanna draw a portrait of him... at least try....

Maybe the fact that I lost my mom at such an early age made me more sensitive than I already was... I've attended so many funerals and memorial services that it's really impossible for me to attend one nowadays... I couldn't even go to my primary school teacher's funeral... (yeah... she was about MJ's age when she died...)

Don't worry, Michael! I'll be ok... soon...I'll SMILE! :)

Thank you, Michael Joseph Jackson! :)

As I sit here and write (or try to) the tears haven't dried yet... it's excruciating trying to find the words to express the nth part of what I'm feeling... but it will help... and after this, I will be able to look up at the sky and smile :)
I must confess that when I heard that Michael Jackson had died, and of a heart attack on top of that, I had absolutely no reaction. Not because I'm an insensitive bitch (which I honestly hope I'm not) but because it didn't seem real... like... Michael Jackson? The Michael Jackson? Who was preparing to go on tour and make a comeback and prove that "the king's not dead"?
And of course... as hours and days passed, I slowly realized it was true...

I'm glad they put on such an amazing memorial... it gives us, the fans, the rest of the world, a chance to commemorate his disappearance and celebrate his life along with his family and friends... though I was thousand of miles away from Staples, I felt like I was in the audience, crying at the heartbreaking yet heartwarming speeches of his friends and family, the people who knew him best, applauding and singing and praying at the end of the service... I was most impressed by the speech of a man, unfortunately I don't remember his name, but I remember his message and I hope it will remain engraved in my heart and mind. Though I cried at every speech and every song, the most heartbreaking moment was at the end, when, after Michael's brother Marlon said a few words, his daughter Paris took the stand, shivering and barely holding it in, and said she only wanted to say that from the moment she was born, Michael had been the best father you can ever imagine, at which point she burst out crying...

Some people keep saying that he didn't have a lot of happy moments throughout his life, given the fact that he started his career at age 5, constantly being in the public eye, constantly trying to rise up to the public's expectations, but after seeing what I saw today, and hearing what I heard today, I think, and by no means do I mean to speak on behalf of him, I'm sure that if he had the chance and choice, he'd do it all over again! He may have taken some bad decisions, but he always kept going on, always with a smile! People judged him, offended him and called him names, and it hurt him, but he did not back down; even if their comments were hurtful, he did not take offense, he kept on showing them his love and magic.

In the end, his love for life and for people prevailed over the scandals and gossips, otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many people gathered, in LA and worldwide, to be there for his "final concert".

Funny how you can never appreciate what you have until it's gone...

He managed to convey his love, his hopes, his dreams, his strength, his strive, his passion, his unshaken belief that the world can change, through his music, performances and actions. He made broken hearts smile, he broke boundaries, he saw the unseen, he made the impossible possible, and for that, he shall always remain a burning flame in the hearts of those who knew him, loved him, appreciated him, admired him, respected him, not for the celebrity, but for the human being that he was... This is merely the end of a beginning... Millions of unborn people will be influenced by his music, his dance, his life... They will continue his work, and carry on his message!

And for those of you who still consider him a monster and a freak! If only more monsters like him were born more often... maybe humanity would still have a chance...

Thank you, Michael Joseph Jackson! For loving, for hoping, for believing, for fighting, for striving, for never giving up, for everything you've accomplished, for always wanting more and doing everything to get it, for being a perfectionist and an idealist, for being YOU!

Dear Diary....

tasukete!!!!! :*cryyy:

de ce eu? de ce acum? de ce ever?

de ce trebuie sa trec prin stresul admiterii la facultate pt a 2a oara? :evil: tocmai cand reusisem sa o fentez timp de 2 ani, acum tre' s-o iau de la capat... si de data asta sa o iau in serios, ca daca nu, ma bate sora-mea (poc!) :boxing:

deep breath and...

oh well... se pare ca nu mai e specializarea la care as fi putut sa-mi dau licenta anul viitor... ceea ce nu e neaparat un lucru grav, tinand cont ca n-aveam chef sa dau cu ochii de oamenii cu care ar fi trebuit sa dau ochii in ultimii 2 ani... asa ca a ramas limba si lit. engleza, respectiv franceza ca singura optiune... >.< ma intreb daca ma mai tine minte secretara, ca doar ce mi-am retras dosarul de la Litere... :blush2:

si Sociologia mi se pare interesanta, dar la mediile mele... :crazy: mai nou, Dreptul are admitere... economie politica?! ma rog... cica inca nu e sigur daca e cu admitere sau nu... si totusi mai e doar o saptamana pana se deschide perioada de inscrieri... >.<

oh well... (mda... zic oh well cam des... alt tic... >.<) presupun ca in eventualitatea in care eu as reusi la un moment binecuvantat din viata mea (de mult n-am mai avut parte de unul...) sa zbor din tara asta, engleza si franceza ar fi de folos... dar zau asa... literatura?! ce mi-a displacut cel mai mult in toti anii de scoala :boxing: bineinteles, dupa fizica si geografie... :crazy: si sper ca nu au de gand sa ma puna sa fac practica cu plozii de liceu (deja am flahsbackuri cu bietele studente care veneau sa ne predea la orele de engleza... :onigiri2: seriously now... ce sa caute o incepatoare care nici n-a terminat facultatea, la clase de a 10a si a 11a care culmea, sunt si bilingv? :lol!: noi eram stresati cu Cambridge si olimpiade si vin fufele astea... imi amintesc ca o data, trebuia cica sa facem o ora de literatura si sa pregatim Dickens si colegii mei cei dragi >.< ca sa nu-i frece pe toti la melodie si sa-i lase sa caste ( a se citi cashte) in pace, m-au bagat pe mine la inaintare... deh... top of the class la English, ce mama ma-sii :lol!: - si totusi n-am luat eu A la Cambridge...:boxing: mama ma-sii de speaking... - si cand i-am citit lu' aia un eseu in care facusem paralela intre Oliver Twist si Jane Eyre, n-a mai zis nici pas! deh... incepatoare... :-j) ca nu am (aproape) nicio intentie sa devin profesoara...

my gosh ce paranteza lunga...

mda...
m-am descarcat acus... ma simt mai bine :rock: si am scris cat pt o saptamna :D

de acu'... cred ca ne mai vedem cand ajung la sormea... 7 zile de relaxare... (pe naiba... parca-l vad pe fratimiu ca vine si incepe "hai sa speli covoarele" "hai si ajuta-ma sa..." :-@) poate o sa scriu ce fac in fiecare zi..
day 1
day 2
etc...

asta imi aduce aminte de filmuletele de pe youtube cu Hongki lmao!! biata Jelly... da' chiar erau draguti impreuna si imi pare rau ca n-au continuat... desi... off camera... who knows? ;))

pfai bine ca nu stie Jelly romana, ca m-ar fi uciderizat la faza asta... da' las ca scriu si pe blog >:) anything to piss Jelly off!


ja ne!


:pinkchu:


p.s.: a da! nu ti-am zis ca am blog... :D altul... mi-a facut Qiqi pofta, ca ea chiar se tine de el... :D
si cat m-am chinuit cu editarile... >.< tot nu prea-mi place poza cu Jaejoong acolo, da' alta mai buna n-am gasit... nici n-am avut rabdare sa caut prea mult... :D

in fine... pe asta sper sa-l tin updatat... pe cat posibil... cam asa ca pe tine :P

Ha!!

I finally found one thing that I like more about Kat-tun, than about DBSK and that is: backup dancers... ^.^

those who know me know that I was a die-hard Kat-tun fan, until one day, when my dear old friend Katsumi sent me a youtube link to Tri-Angle... I loved the violins...
and that was that! DBSK is my ichiban now, and I'm sure they'll remain like this for a long long time, cause they're like nothing I've seen before... *slightly blushes*

but seriously now... I thought about this when I was checking up the latest photos on asianfanatics and there was this pic of Yunho "kissing" one of the backup dancers and oh my god the bashing!!!! I swear those are not fans, they are lunatecs and they should be sent to the No.9 Hospital asap!!! so I surfed youtube a bit to see the actual scene and... I don't get all this fussing... she's not that great anyways, and I wasn't impressed with the other ones either... same thing goes for their previous concerts... >.<

now remember Rescue? they were a lot better... (they as in the dancers... :D)

gosh I'm ranting too much these days.... but hey! that's the purpose of this blog, ain't it? :P

butterflies

I love butterflies... I love this photo... I took it when I went to visit some relatives a few weeks ago... there's more on deviant ^.^

hate

yeah... I'm a hateful person....
I hate it when my friends take advantage of me, just cause I'm nice and like helping people.. what a dumb thing to do >.<

I hate it when my brother slams the doors, all the more when I see bits of my wall falling off when he slams the bathroom door.... >.<

I hate my doctor, cause he makes me run through town for a stupid piece of paper, so that I can apply for that stupid college...

speaking of which... I hate college!!!! I actually hate myself more for being so indecisive about my future and my life.. but hey! "keep looking, don't settle" right? ^.^ bottom line is, I'll have to attend that stupid college that I've run from for the past 2 years... to think that I could have graduated in less than a year... =___= baka!! baka!!! oh well... no use crying over spilt milk, right? :D

I hate summer, especially when there's no running hot water... >.< May is the best... ^.^ (all the pwetty pwetty flowers!!!)

I hate thunderstorms, thunders really creep me out, though I wasn't such a crybaby when I was a kid...

I hate insects... except for butterflies...

Rawr!!!!!

I'm the one you love
I'm the one you hate
I'm the one who pisses you off
I'm the one you can't live without... (well I'm sure you can, but do you honestly wanna try living without me?)

yay! another place for my numerous rants... ^.^ I promise I will TRY to keep this one updated...

about me... you don't need to know a damn thing about me! if you don't like it, there's like a billion gazillion website on the www that you can check out.

I'm usually a nice and outgoing girl, but if you piss me off, you'll learn that I'm not always that nice.. rawr!

p.s.: I don't get pissed off that easily, so may still have a chance :P