tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44746991792704747652024-03-12T21:21:38.269-07:00All Seoul'd OutMy own place to chill...chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.comBlogger601125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-52690858460678261042012-11-19T18:59:00.001-08:002012-11-19T18:59:24.888-08:00Personal Entry I woke up this morning smiling.<br />
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Before realizing that everything was just a dream.<br />
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I dreamt I was back home, where everything and everyone I love is. I was walking down the familiar streets, saw familiar faces and smiled as they waved back at me. I ran up the hill that I cursed everyday while I was trudging off to uni as it was so steep and so far away from my destination, and yes, I was too cheap to use the bus or drive because my god, parking is such a horror where I come from. <br />
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But I ran up the hill and rushed to library so that I could see the view from the 3rd floor. That little nook that I would always occupy when I was studying so that I could just look at the ocean and dream.<br />
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Then I walked back down to the city and had my favourite cup of coffee before walking along the harbour and peering at the museum wondering what the crowd was. I could smell the salty wind, although I swear I nearly fell down into the sea because the wind was so strong.<br />
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It felt so real. Felt so close. And I was honestly happy.<br />
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Then I woke up to reality.<br />
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I want to go home, but I know that I made decisions and I should stick with them. Even if I regret them, I know that there is still a lesson that needs to be learnt. And I must learn before I can pack up and move on.<br />
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But I really really miss home. chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com205tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-4667503618965088042012-08-07T01:52:00.000-07:002012-08-07T01:52:00.560-07:00What I remember: 16<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Shillang…
is it true?” Hwang Bo asked as she finally mustered enough courage to ask the
question that she never wanted to know the answer to. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She was met
with silence as Hyun Joong looked at the floor, unable to meet her eyes. Taking
his silence as his answer, she felt her heart grow colder than the winter winds
as she saw the trust she had in him disappearing before her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Shillang…” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Bu In,
believe me. I do love you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me,
and there is nobody else that I could love as much as I love you.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“But what he
said is true then. That you allowed me to believe in a lie.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Which
eventually became the truth!” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“But it
still doesn’t erase the fact that it was a lie to begin with. How do I believe
in something that was never what it was to begin with? I walked down this road
with you based on the trust that I had in you. The faith that we were meant to
be. But core of that trust is based on a lie? That all I was to you was a
replacement??” Hwang Bo yelled at him, finally feeling the heat of her anger leaving
her as she found the voice to speak out all her insecurities. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Bu In… that
was a mistake that I made years ago! One that I regret every single day of my
life, one which made me swear that I would never do you wrong, that I would
treat you the best I can forever…” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Which means
that now, everything that you have done for me so far has been out of guilt.
Hyun Joong, please stop. At least allow me to believe that your actions have
been sincere. Please.” Hwang Bo said as she looked away, numbed from the night.
She knew that she was being unreasonable, but her heart refused to allow her
head to think straight. Everything that she had feared was coming true. That she
was too old for him. That she would hamper his success. That she would never be
able to give him everything that he wanted. That she was just not good enough
for him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In the end, all
she could see was that they were just not meant to be. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And all she
could do was to just walk away. </span></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-69790474387819188912012-08-06T00:46:00.000-07:002012-08-06T00:46:23.793-07:00What I remember: 15<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">‘It’s really
happening. This really is happening…’ </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">Hwang Bo
couldn’t take her eyes off the screen in the waiting room as she watched Hyun
Joong singing the one song that had been playing in her mind for the past two
years. She felt the tears welling up in her eyes as she sang along with Hyun
Joong, a million thoughts racing through her mind as the memories they once
shared came back to her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">The happiness
they once shared was still so fresh in her memory; the joy that she felt would
never leave her for as long as she was alive. So when she heard the heated
exchange that Hyun Joong shared with his manager, her whole body froze when his
manager threatened to spill the beans that would have shattered their lives. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">“Do you
really want me to call her out now and tell her, Hyun Joong?” </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"><i>“Hyung…
Please don’t do this. We can work things out, it doesn’t have to come this far…
Hyung…” </i>Hyun Joong pleaded but his manager was beyond all reason. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">“Hye
Jung-ssi! Come out now! There is no point in hiding when we all need to let
this out in the open! Hye Jung-ssi!” </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">Hwang Bo
stepped out of the darkness, only to face the thunderous anger that Hyun Joong’s
manager unleashed upon her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">“Hye
Jung-ssi. I respect you as a person, and I feel that it’s no longer right for
you to be living a lie.” </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">“Hyung!!!” </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">“Hyun Joong
has been lying to you, Hye Jung-ssi. He never loved you the way you thought he
did. Did you really believe in everything he said to you during your months in
the show? It was a lie. The reason why he managed to get so close to you in
such a short time was because he told everyone that he took it as if you were
his ex-girlfriend, the one that he had no choice but to leave. That is the real
reason why he suddenly became a different person. It was never what you thought
it was. That he fell for you as you went through the experiences together. You were
merely a replacement for him at the time. A replacement.” </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">Unable to
even breathe, all Hwang Bo could do was look at Hyun Joong as he crumbled to
the floor. His manager looked on at the both of them before slowly stepping
back, hit with the realization that he had hurt two of the best people in the
world through his fit of rage. Unable to
say anything else, he turned and walked out the door as he left the both of
them to sieve through the pieces of their lives together. </span></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-8043424657756266772011-10-14T05:25:00.000-07:002011-10-14T05:31:49.190-07:00Hwang Bo on why Seung Eun can't get married: Because she lacks the ability to be protected.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9RBxq3pecxM/TpgrqmH7EmI/AAAAAAAAKTw/WevuYz_wozg/s1600/20111012_1318381095_09287900_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9RBxq3pecxM/TpgrqmH7EmI/AAAAAAAAKTw/WevuYz_wozg/s320/20111012_1318381095_09287900_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663324542206677602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hwang Bo has revealed the reason why Seung Eun cannot get married while she appeared on an episode of a morning programme together with Seung Eun, who was busy preparing for a musical.<br /><br />Hwang Bo began broaching the subject over a meal with the cast and crew and stated that one of the main reasons why Seung Eun could not meet the right man was because she lacked the ability to be protected. Hwang Bo explained further by stating that Seung Eun is someone who is very independent and would take it to herself to do any task that is raised, even grilling meat leaving the man with nothing to do. This, she stated, was the biggest problem.<br /><br />*Credits: Naver.com*chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com256tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-63871748948657254822011-10-03T00:44:00.000-07:002012-08-06T00:47:38.696-07:00What I remember: 14<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ehkut482qrE/TpgoKTdY2GI/AAAAAAAAKTo/ZrrfctCFNj4/s1600/740-boysoverflowersostlu-y8b3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663320688905738338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ehkut482qrE/TpgoKTdY2GI/AAAAAAAAKTo/ZrrfctCFNj4/s320/740-boysoverflowersostlu-y8b3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 264px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Two weeks later</span> </div>
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Hyung! We have to get ready for the live show now, have you gotten your guitar yet?'</span> <br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Yeah, don't worry, I'm ready,' </span>Hyun Joong replied, grabbing his guitar as they walked together towards the studio.<br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Why did you suddenly want to play your guitar hyung? You never wanted to before regardless of how many times we asked you to. Are you going to play our latest song??' </span>Hyung Jun asked, pulling on Hyun Joong's shirt as he clamored for his attention.<br />
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Hyun Joong smiled in silence and entered the studio where they were scheduled to give an interview.<br />
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Taking in deep breaths as the time for him to perform ticked closer, he steadied his heart as he prepared himself mentally to perform the one song that he had been wanting to sing ever since he came back from the hospital.<br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Hyun Joong-ssi, we hear that you have prepared a little surprise for everyone here! Would you like to let us in on the surprise?' </span>questioned MC Yoo.<br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Hmm... This is actually something that represents me at this moment in time. You could say that I've been sleeping this past two years, going through everyday without knowing what my aim in life was. I've been lucky enough to have been awakened from my long slumber, but just when I thought I could run and make everything alright, I realised that sometimes wanting to try your best just isn't good enough.'</span><br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'So... in other words, this is a song that will let us know what your real feelings are?'</span> <br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Yes. This is as real as I can ever get.'</span> <br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Okay, I'm sure that it's safe to say that we're all looking forward to listening to your heart. Hyun Joong-ssi, if you may...'</span><br />
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Hyun Joong cleared his throat as he strummed the first few chords of the song that he hoped Hwang Bo would hear.<br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">'Hwang Buin.. this is for you...'</span> <br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up while you're ok?</span><br />
<span style="font-style: italic;">I'm falling to pieces, yeah</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm falling to pieces.</span><br />
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<br />chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-30759866221228224452011-08-08T20:32:00.000-07:002011-08-08T23:30:19.927-07:00What I remember: 13<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSE-8UFXEAo/TkDRJvy-IbI/AAAAAAAAKTc/H1ukzuwD5RE/s1600/jun-jin-7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSE-8UFXEAo/TkDRJvy-IbI/AAAAAAAAKTc/H1ukzuwD5RE/s320/jun-jin-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638736698847142322" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Jumping out of the cab, Junjin sped to Hwang Bo's car as she pulled over in front of her apartment building.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Bo! Look, I'm sorry okay. Please, I didn't mean it that way. I just.. I just didn't think...' </span>
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<br />Hwang Bo looked at Junjin, his forehead creased with worry and leaned against him, pulling him close in a hug.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I know Jin. I know. It's just that... I dunno, I just become a wreck around him. And although I want to pull myself away from him, I can't. Thank you for always being there for me though, I really do love you for being the brother that I can always depend on.' </span>
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<br />Sighing, Junjin squeezes her tight, knowing that he will always be defeated by her memory of him.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I'll always be your brother Bo. I love you too.' </span>
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<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-43319863710331413052011-06-21T06:20:00.000-07:002011-06-21T06:52:56.879-07:00What I remember: 12<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PNb8-2b_Ur4/TgChfkLIbYI/AAAAAAAAKTE/FOf4Omm6C44/s1600/14.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 532px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PNb8-2b_Ur4/TgChfkLIbYI/AAAAAAAAKTE/FOf4Omm6C44/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620669898616761730" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hwang Bo-ya! Hwang Bo!!!'</span><br /><br />Junjin ran after Hwang Bo as she sped off to her car. Jumping in, she drove off without even taking a look back at Junjin.<br /><br />Cursing under his breath, Junjin started calling her while flagging a cab down to follow her car.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Pick up the phone, Bo. Just pick up the damn phone!'</span><br /><br />Junjin watched her car swerving in and out of lanes, not caring if she got into an accident or not as she sped back home. Junjin let out a cry of frustration as he threw himself against the seat, thinking of what she said to him in the elevator after they left Hyun Joong's room.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Jin-ah, why did you have to hold my hand like that in front of him?'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I.. it.. it was nothing. I've held your hand before, why are you getting all defensive now?'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I know you've held my hand before, but why in front of him? Especially now??' </span>she demanded as she glared at him through her large expressive eyes.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I just didn't think it would mean anything to him okay? You guys are over, why should it even matter if I held your hand or not? What makes you think that he'd even care?'</span> retorted Junjin.<br /><br />Hwang Bo looked at him as tears glassed over her eyes. <span style="font-style: italic;">'Because I know him inside out. Because I know what he thinks about even without him saying a word. Despite having left his side two years ago, I realized today that no matter how long I've been away from him, I can still read his mind like a book. You know why? Do you really want to know why?'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'No. Look, Bo, I'm sorry okay. Please stop this. I'm really sorry.'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Because I still love him Jin. No matter how hard I try, I just can't stop loving him. And it's eating me inside when I know that I can't be with him even though that's the only thing in this world that I want. And to know that I've caused him hurt like this, it kills me even more. Do you even understand that Jin?' </span>Hwang Bo asked before she ran out of the elevator.<br /><br />Junjin closed his eyes as he replayed that scene over and over again in his mind.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Bo, I do understand. Because it kills me to see you hurting like this too. Please, please, please God. Keep her safe now.'</span><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-13879350043086377862011-06-12T22:51:00.000-07:002011-06-17T02:18:12.183-07:00What I remember: 11<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SubBbQUxLd4/TfsaK3uHf4I/AAAAAAAAKS8/SsUH2TI_0_A/s1600/JJHB.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SubBbQUxLd4/TfsaK3uHf4I/AAAAAAAAKS8/SsUH2TI_0_A/s320/JJHB.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619113734133219202" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Hyun Joong opened his eyes and took in the unfamiliar surroundings before laying his eyes on the sleeping form next to him.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'She still looks the same'</span> he thought as he reached out to brush her hair off her face, causing her to stir awake.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Buin..'</span><br /><br />Hwang Bo steadied her heart as she heard him calling her the way he used to call her before everything changed. Smiling at him, she busied herself by straightening his blanket before finally looking at him in the eye.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hello Hyun Joong. It's been a while.'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'How have you been? Have you been taking care of yourself the way you take care of people? Do you still look at the stars and wish that I was healthy and well? Do you still look through your phone and think of who to introduce the boys to?'</span><br /><br />Hyun Joong looked at her closely, silently asking her those questions in his mind as he took in her face. Taking in a deep breath, he opened his mouth to say something when he heard the door open.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Jung-ah, I've done all the procedures and I've contacted his manager. They'll be here soon.'</span><br /><br />Jun Jin walked in and put an arm over Hwang Bo's shoulders reassuring her that everything was taken care of before looking at the bed.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hyun Joong! You're awake!'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Jun... Jun Jin hyung, thank you for all your help.'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I didn't do anything, it was Hye Jung that told me what to do. Without her, I'd probably still be freaking out on the road, thinking of what to do next.'</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'Yeah, she always knows what to do,' </span>Hyun Joong said in a small voice, betraying the rush of emotions that he was feeling at that moment.<br /><br />Hwang Bo looked away, feeling the tears threatening to spill over, as she said <span style="font-style: italic;">'Jinnie, we're going to be late.'</span><br /><br />Jun Jin nodded as he took her hand in his and pulled her closer to him. '<span style="font-style: italic;">Hyun Joong, we're going to go now. You take care and text me if you need anything okay? I've left my number on the table.'</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'Okay, hyung. Thank you again. And you too.. Hwang Bo-ssi.'</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'Take care Hyun Joong. Get well soon.'</span><br /><br />Hyun Joong felt as though his heart was being ripped apart as he watched his Hwang Buin leaving with another man.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'So... she's... found someone who will love her the way I couldn't love her...'</span><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-58558565454487158112011-06-05T19:25:00.000-07:002011-06-05T20:19:04.046-07:00Hyun Joong's new album<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HceJ_wAl-nI/TexG7VSZ89I/AAAAAAAAKSs/EEJNHeApDgw/s1600/5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HceJ_wAl-nI/TexG7VSZ89I/AAAAAAAAKSs/EEJNHeApDgw/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614940820564734930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLkPBn7Q4A4/TexG7B9yEnI/AAAAAAAAKSk/CECVBQt3kWk/s1600/4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLkPBn7Q4A4/TexG7B9yEnI/AAAAAAAAKSk/CECVBQt3kWk/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614940815377961586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPBYvz5vIzo/TexG612I4NI/AAAAAAAAKSc/hb_aIEOuZeQ/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPBYvz5vIzo/TexG612I4NI/AAAAAAAAKSc/hb_aIEOuZeQ/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614940812124676306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v4B6s4UWCEA/TexG6h9vopI/AAAAAAAAKSU/EkofR5xGmJg/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v4B6s4UWCEA/TexG6h9vopI/AAAAAAAAKSU/EkofR5xGmJg/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614940806787867282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vL4ZnPYftiE/TexG54LlmBI/AAAAAAAAKSM/PEveZCmrhb4/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vL4ZnPYftiE/TexG54LlmBI/AAAAAAAAKSM/PEveZCmrhb4/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614940795571640338" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Hyun Joong has released the jacket photos of his upcoming album entitled 'Break Down' scheduled for release on the 8th of June.<br /><br />His album has him with a different look from his usual appearance, and has been described by netizens to be a more masculine and manly side of him.<br /><br />His album will carry six tracks and sees him collaborating with Ken Lewis, who has also worked with Usher, Kanye West and Eminem.<br /><br />What say you guys? Cool? Macho? Too dark?<br /><br />*Credits: Naver.com*<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-49280076776009129932011-05-19T07:21:00.001-07:002011-05-19T07:57:45.235-07:00What I remember: 10<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BC1JMLBv9us/TdUvZBftH9I/AAAAAAAAKSA/_mhVDY1in0U/s1600/WGM%2B-%2BEp%2B33%2B-%2BJoongBo%2BRAW%2BHQ%2B-%2B11.09.2008%255B%2528028939%252901-12-37%255D.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BC1JMLBv9us/TdUvZBftH9I/AAAAAAAAKSA/_mhVDY1in0U/s320/WGM%2B-%2BEp%2B33%2B-%2BJoongBo%2BRAW%2BHQ%2B-%2B11.09.2008%255B%2528028939%252901-12-37%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608441017904472018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Beep... beep... beep...</span><br /><br />Taking in deep breaths, Hwang Bo tried to steady herself as she looked at the man lying down on the hospital bed. It took almost all her strength to keep from screaming his name out loud and shaking him awake as he slept on.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Shillang, what did you do to yourself? You were supposed to be happy, to live your life well. I was supposed to look you in the eye and smile when we finally met again. This is not what it was supposed to be like,</span>' she thought to herself as she felt her body go numb from the sense of helplessness that she felt.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />'I would do anything just to hear you sing to me again. Please wake up, Shillang...'</span><br /><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /></span></span><br />*Three years earlier*<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Buin, make sure you watch my solo later. I've planned a big surprise for you! But don't be too scared when they jump out, okay? ^^Y'</span><br /><br />Hwang Bo smiled at the silly text that Hyun Joong sent her and continued watching Kyu Jong performing his solo at the SS501 concert. Thanking her lucky stars that she was no where extremely near the stage, she began giggling as she imagined storks flying out from cages all over the place, when Kyu Jong announced the solo performance of their leader, Hyun Joong.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hi there everyone! I hope you're all having a great time!!'</span> yelled Hyun Joong as he stepped out on the stage, dressed in a Pooh Bear suit.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I know this looks weird, but you'll stay with me right? And not be ashamed of me right??' </span>he asked the cheering crowd as he focused on his star that night.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I wanted you to know that I have been practicing this for a long time, and that no matter what it's the thought that counts. Pay attention closely, and if you think looking at me is too awkward for you, then just close your eyes and feel this.'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And she believes in me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I`ll never know just what she sees in me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I told her someday if she was my girl</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I could change the world with my songs, but</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I was wrong</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But she has faith in me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And so I go on trying faithfully</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Forever in my heart she will remain</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And I hope and pray</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I will find a way, find a way</span><br /><br />Hyun Joong walked down the stage as he continued singing and headed towards the wide-eyed Hwang Bo. Laughing, he saw her freeze with shock before trying to duck away and disappear into the crowd.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'HWANG BUIN! Where do you think you're going? I told you before, no matter where you go, I'll be able to find you!'</span><br /><br />Hwang Bo turned to stone as she heard Hyun Joong calling out to her as the entire stadium screamed their cheers. Refusing to look at him, she willed the ground to open and swallow her whole and save her from his piercing gaze.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I told you not to be scared. Hwang Buin, there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time now...'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'HWANG BUIN! SARANGHANDA!!!!!!!!'</span><br /><br />Hwang Bo looked up as she saw thousands of sparks light up the sky. Laughing, she covered her mouth with her hands as she watched the most spectacular display of fireworks spell out their names.<br /><br />Watching her closely, Hyun Joong stepped by her side and repeated softly into her ear.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I will find a way for us both. I love you Buin...'</span><br /><br />Closing her eyes, Hwang Bo said a quiet prayer as she felt her heart explode with happiness.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'God, if you can hear me, thank you. Thank you for bringing him into my life. Thank you.' </span><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-82783985236556760422011-05-12T06:34:00.000-07:002011-05-19T07:56:04.608-07:00What I remember: 9<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JEwnUsNBoys/TcvqG66a05I/AAAAAAAAKR4/TIYbcxlgx7k/s1600/bo.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JEwnUsNBoys/TcvqG66a05I/AAAAAAAAKR4/TIYbcxlgx7k/s320/bo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605831565807113106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="display: block; font-style: italic;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;">And twisted thoughts that spin round my head,<br />I'm spinning, oh I'm spinning,<br />How quick the sun can drop away,<br />And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass,<br />Of what was everything<br /></span><br />Hwang Bo found herself singing along to the song as Jinnie drove them to their destination. Looking at her from the corner of his eye, Jinnie let out a deep breath and kept quiet for the first time that day.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'She's still not over him..' </span><br /><br />Bringing the car to a stop, he sat together with her as she continued singing with her eyes closed. It was only when the song came to an end that she opened her eyes and looked around, startled to see that they had stopped along an empty road.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Jinnie, I thought that we were going to eat?'<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">'I didn't know where you wanted to go. So I figured instead of driving around and wasting fuel, I'd just stop and wait for you to tell me. Fuel's expensive you know.' </span><br /><br />Smiling wistfully, Hwang Bo turned at him and shrugged while saying<span style="font-style: italic;"> 'I've heard that before. But you know what? Life's too short to count dollars and cents. If all fails, then we can just work harder and go on more events.'<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hmm.. that's really... profound.' </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'I know right? And I know that you'd not understand. Never mind, let's just go to that Chinese restaurant around the corner. It's not too far from here.' </span><br /><br />Jinnie looked at her as she turned her attention to the view outside. Setting the car in motion he thought to himself, <span style="font-style: italic;">'I understand more than you'd ever know. I just wish that you'd see that sometimes.' </span><br /><br />Hwang Bo opened the window, feeling the wind blow in her face. Scrunching her eyes, she looked at the sky and smiled to herself as she basked in the warmth of the sun.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hey Hwang Bo! Someone got into an accident by the side of the road!' </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'Huh? Where?' </span>Hwang Bo swiftly turned her head as she saw the car knocked into the curb. Getting out of the car, the both of them ran towards the driver hoping that everything was okay. Jinnie pulled open the door and reached out for the man sitting in the seat.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Are you okay? Can you hear me?'<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">'Buin...' </span><br /><br />Hwang Bo's eyes widened with shock when she saw that the man bleeding in the seat of the car was the very man that haunted her thoughts every single second of the day.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Shillang...' </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;">I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />I know you'll be a star</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">In somebody else's sky, but why</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine?</span></div><br /><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-2006015065534891842011-04-29T06:07:00.000-07:002011-04-29T09:27:22.991-07:00What I remember: 8<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UyEEEkN03MQ/TbrI8gYscTI/AAAAAAAAKRw/ZyHXwo2RLcY/s1600/joongbo4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UyEEEkN03MQ/TbrI8gYscTI/AAAAAAAAKRw/ZyHXwo2RLcY/s320/joongbo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601010028399849778" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The shrill ringing of his phone woke Hyun Joong up from his reverie. Looking down he saw Kyu Jong calling him.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hello?'<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hyung, where are you? I've been waiting here for 20 minutes. I thought you said you were on your way?'</span><br /><br />'<span style="font-style: italic;">Kyu, yeah. I am on my way. Just wait there a while, alright?'</span> Hyun Joong muttered before hanging up.<br /><br />He took one last look at the picture that he was clutching in his hand before he placed it in his pocket and walked towards his car.<br /><br />As he got into the driver's seat, he went through the motions of starting the car and headed out but even as he was driving, he knew that he wasn't even sure where he was going. He couldn't concentrate on the road, not when he was so lost inside.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'If only there was a navigation kit for your memories,'</span> he thought before he felt his whole body lurch forward. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as he felt his car swing out of control, hitting the curb.<br /><br />And then he saw her.<br /><br />They were walking hand in hand with each other in a park, laughing at something they saw in passing. He remember feeling so content, when he heard her calling him.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Shillang. I want you to promise me something.'</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'Yeah?'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Promise me first.'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I have to hear what you want me to promise you first before I can do the deed. What if you want me to sell my guitars and buy a house?'</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'It's not that!'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Then what is it? You want a chicken shop?'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'No!'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'You want that wedding dress we used the last time. I said I'd buy you one, just not that one.'<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;">'Shillang...'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'It was too revealing! I'll buy you one with lots of cloth okay? No holes in strange places at all. This, I will promise you.'</span><br /><br />Laughing, she began hitting his arm and he pretended to run away from her.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Shillang! That still isn't what I want!'</span><br /><br />Turning around, Hyun Joong looked back at her as she gazed at him with her head cocked to one side. The sunshine spilled on her, giving her the angelic glow to her that he absolutely loved.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Yes, Buin.. what do you want me to promise you?'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I want you to promise me that no matter what happens, you'll always love me. No matter what people say, you'll always believe in me. No matter what, you'll always be with me, no matter where you are.'</span><br /><br />Hyun Joong walked up to her and looked straight into her eyes.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Why are you asking me to promise you something that I have already sworn to do?' </span><br /><br />The last thing Hyun Joong saw before he closed his eyes was her radiant smile as she reached out to hug him.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Buin...' </span><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-48416065782938883052011-04-26T20:03:00.000-07:002011-04-26T20:44:07.071-07:00Seoul!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9704L4gTBU/TbeQP0peVRI/AAAAAAAAKRg/jTdf6P8Ao3E/s1600/street%2Bfood.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9704L4gTBU/TbeQP0peVRI/AAAAAAAAKRg/jTdf6P8Ao3E/s320/street%2Bfood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600103263163536658" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm coming home, I'm coming home, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tell the world that I'm coming home!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'll finally be making that trip to Seoul come July! Woohoo!!! I know it's not exactly right around the corner, but it's near enough innit?? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm going the the Land Of The Morning Calm, and will be pigging out on all my favorite goodies (alert the weighing scales, I am so gonna pack on the pounds, but it'll all be SO WORTH IT!) </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQ3y3R9S4so/TbeQP7fGBuI/AAAAAAAAKRo/WHwQGsVxx38/s1600/tornadopotato.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQ3y3R9S4so/TbeQP7fGBuI/AAAAAAAAKRo/WHwQGsVxx38/s320/tornadopotato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600103264999048930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">This is definitely something I want to try in Seoul, as the last time I had it, I was in Kuching and IT WAS FANTASTIC! But this seems a little lonely without the mayonnaise and cheese sauces that was dripping off the potato in Kuching, I wonder if there are any sauces like that in Seoul... Hmm..<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Anyone gonna be around in Seoul in July? Let me know!! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Love, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chonsa </span><br /><br />*Photo credits: google.com*<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-17822179912093343082011-03-30T18:53:00.000-07:002011-03-30T19:00:05.272-07:00What I remember: 7<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W87FtMxqXLQ/TZPfawPS65I/AAAAAAAAKRY/-fDWtbedNbc/s1600/jb2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W87FtMxqXLQ/TZPfawPS65I/AAAAAAAAKRY/-fDWtbedNbc/s320/jb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590057213215566738" border="0" /></a><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--> </div><p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Call my name, tell me who I am, </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Hold your hand out to me, </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Guide me through this ruthless pain, </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Please help me break free. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Hyun Joong looked up from the sofa he had settled himself on, his favorite spot to compose music and peered outside the window. The bright blue sky seemed to contrast the mood of his song, and he sighed out loud before reaching for his phone. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">‘Kyu Joong-ah, where are you now?’ </p><div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">‘I’m about to step out to get cookies from the mart. What’s up?’</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">‘Nothing much, just feeling tired of being holed up in here for so long. Wait for me, I’ll go with you.’ </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Grabbing his keys, Hyun Joong headed for the door before he stopped in his tracks and turned his attention to the shelf on the right. Reaching his hand out, he pulled a picture from under the pile of books that always went unnoticed each time he passed the shelf. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">He slowly turned the photo over, revealing the blissfully happy faces of two people who were laughing at the camera for their wedding photo shoot. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">It was him. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">And there she was.<br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Hyun Joong turned numb as he touched the face of the woman that had been haunting him for the past two years. Tears started forming in his eyes as he took her in, almost hearing her laughter as she threw her head back just as the camera clicked, preserving that moment in time forever. She looked so happy, in fact the both of them looked so happy.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><i>So why did we start being unhappy?</i></p>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-42226643673460150822011-03-28T08:03:00.000-07:002011-03-28T08:59:42.107-07:00What I remember: 6<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYoNGXpCWs8/TZCv_CGB_EI/AAAAAAAAKRQ/RKVtjaKIWKI/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2Bcap0009wz7.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYoNGXpCWs8/TZCv_CGB_EI/AAAAAAAAKRQ/RKVtjaKIWKI/s320/Copy%2Bof%2Bcap0009wz7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589160634995571778" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">*CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!* </span><br /><br />Hwang Bo jolted awake as she heard the distinctive sound of something breaking in her kitchen. Grabbing her robe, she armed herself with her golf club as she inched her way towards the kitchen, ready to beat the daylights out of the robber that was stupid enough to create such a racket.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Maybe he thought there wasn't anyone in, considering that it IS 2 in the afternoon,'</span> she thought to herself before kicking herself for trying to rationalize why there was a robber in her house.<br /><br />Creeping up to the door, she braced herself as she saw a tall man near the stove, she let out a loud yell before bringing up the club to smash on his back when she heard a voice that was all too familiar to her.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hwang Bo-ya! It's me!' </span><br /><br />Opening her eyes slowly, she focused her eyes on the intruder that would have resembled Jinnie, only this man had a nasty looking beard.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'... Jinnie? Is that you?'</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'What do you mean by is that me? Who else would be this good looking??' </span>he asked her back indignantly.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Who would look good with a caterpillar on their face! What is with that vagrant look, did your coordi decide on a hobo look this time round?'</span> <br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'It's.. manly. That's what all the girls say. Not that you'd know, you're hardly one,' </span>he retorted sulkily.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Yeah, well whatever. What are you doing here, robber?'<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">'I was trying to feed both you and me. But your bowls are useless. They keep breaking on me.' </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'That's because you keep breaking them, idiot. What are you going to make?'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I bought jajjangmyun. The instant kind.' </span><br /><br />Hwang Bo immediately looked over his shoulder and saw the packets of instant noodles that she had avoided for two years. She could suddenly hear the clanking of the pots as he tried so hard to be quiet, him cursing under his breath when he burnt his hands as he prepared that meal for the both of them as she pretended to sleep on the couch. She could still remember the bitterness of his noodles, as he had burnt the sauce cooking it 'his special way'. But most of all, she could remember his gleeful look as she told him it was the best instant noodles she ever had.<br /><br />Happiness lied in the simplest of things.<br /><br />However, so did pain.<br /><br />Taking in a deep breath, she looked at Jinnie and tried to shut the memories away.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Jinnie... when will you ever learn...' </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />'What did I do now??'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Nothing. Let's just go out and have something. My treat.' </span><br /><br />Whooping with joy, Jinnie dragged her out of the apartment as he chattered on nonstop about everything that had happened to him since the last time they met. She couldn't get a word in, but she smiled at him as he did what he did best all the time. Whirlwind into her life like a typhoon of joy, cheering her up with his simplicity, and not knowing that his voice could be the the soothing balms for her aching heart.<br /><br />Studying the man that was by her side now, Hwang Bo thought to herself.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Jinnie... Sometimes, I wish... that it could have been you that stole my heart instead... That way, maybe all of us would have been happier...' </span><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-33936405389717486722011-03-27T20:12:00.000-07:002011-03-28T01:40:12.880-07:00Hwang Bo takes on Black Swan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zozJXEhxg7Y/TZBJU4nUG9I/AAAAAAAAKRA/maNaJde-KhE/s1600/hb%2B2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zozJXEhxg7Y/TZBJU4nUG9I/AAAAAAAAKRA/maNaJde-KhE/s320/hb%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589047760710278098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMbI3-0cdK0/TZBJUtuq8qI/AAAAAAAAKQ4/xX8wGjbx7f4/s1600/hb%2B1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMbI3-0cdK0/TZBJUtuq8qI/AAAAAAAAKQ4/xX8wGjbx7f4/s320/hb%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589047757788344994" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Hwang Bo made an appearance on the streets of Kangnam during the recording of Infinite Girls, dressed as Natalie Portman's character in the movie 'Black Swan', creating much laughter at her parody version of the movie.<br /><br />Pictures as well as a poster of her as the Black Swan were released on Twitter, garnering much positive responses by netizens who claimed that she looked exactly the same as in the movie.<br /><br />*Credits: Naver.com*<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-53006428639647931902011-03-25T21:49:00.000-07:002011-03-25T22:00:17.962-07:00Hyun Joong preps up for his solo album<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i5WhKH7A7g/TY1yHTxUwxI/AAAAAAAAKQw/g8f4CAaMz3k/s1600/hj2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i5WhKH7A7g/TY1yHTxUwxI/AAAAAAAAKQw/g8f4CAaMz3k/s320/hj2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588248182528459538" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">After a long while, Hyun Joong is finally working hard towards his very own solo album!<br /><br />A representative from his management company, KeyEast, has stated that Hyun Joong is currently in the midst of the preparations for his solo album and has been very dedicated in making the album a success as this was his first solo album away from his SS brothers.<br /><br />He has also been very active in the production of the album, as he has been expressing his view and opinions on the lineup of the album, portraying how serious and passionate he is about his music.<br /><br />The album is scheduled for a May/ June release.<br /><br />*Credits: Naver.com*<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-23993619730344475702011-03-15T05:50:00.001-07:002011-03-15T05:52:36.502-07:00After a long silence<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">I am back!<br /><br />Just wanted to let everyone know that I am well and slowly coming back out of the shell that I have been in over the past one month. It's been a long time since I last posted, or basically done anything fun on the internet, so I am dreadfully behind news and dramas and such.<br /><br />Oh well...<br /><br />Anyways, I will be making my presence felt every now and then, so see you guys around here soon! I've missed everyone!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Chonsa<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-67785086882554784892011-02-16T19:56:00.000-08:002011-02-16T20:12:15.514-08:00Hyun Joong supports Junsu!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1nk2pMcB50/TVygEzCUP0I/AAAAAAAAKQo/3NUiHZQ7czU/s1600/2011021201000822400061731.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1nk2pMcB50/TVygEzCUP0I/AAAAAAAAKQo/3NUiHZQ7czU/s320/2011021201000822400061731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574506443057676098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nhhKdb59Co/TVygEY1T8zI/AAAAAAAAKQg/7dc0BhU0024/s1600/2173_L_1297528320.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nhhKdb59Co/TVygEY1T8zI/AAAAAAAAKQg/7dc0BhU0024/s320/2173_L_1297528320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574506436023808818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9nmYwuzwjo/TVygEMRFveI/AAAAAAAAKQY/1b0LnwIwrbk/s1600/2173_L_1297519993.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9nmYwuzwjo/TVygEMRFveI/AAAAAAAAKQY/1b0LnwIwrbk/s320/2173_L_1297519993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574506432650657250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmrymEwmPBY/TVygD4iUx1I/AAAAAAAAKQQ/37mE1g_-4iY/s1600/news1297520302_236955_1_m.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmrymEwmPBY/TVygD4iUx1I/AAAAAAAAKQQ/37mE1g_-4iY/s320/news1297520302_236955_1_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574506427354236754" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Hyun Joong showed his support for friend, Kim Junsu of JYJ by attending his musical 'Tears of Heaven' on the 12th.<br /><br />*Credits: Naver.com*<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-80364671895085865632011-02-16T18:32:00.000-08:002011-02-16T18:50:25.939-08:00Hwang Bo tweets<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_4huQb31UU/TVyMSmVNjWI/AAAAAAAAKQI/DmGgzWwziSc/s1600/201102161141441001_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_4huQb31UU/TVyMSmVNjWI/AAAAAAAAKQI/DmGgzWwziSc/s320/201102161141441001_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574484689932881250" border="0" /></a><br />Hwang Bo recently revealed a picture taken of herself saying 'I'm fully energized! Going in for shooting now!'on her Twitter account.<br /><br />She went on to say 'Despite knowing that this is something one has to do, there are times when one doesn't feel like doing it at all... should today be one of those days?' and asked 'Tweet friends, when times like these come about, what kind of mental attitude do you carry with you?'<br /><br />Having read the messages left for her online, she thanked those who left the words of encouragement for her and stated that she was feeling fully energized and put up a picture of herself at that moment.<br /><br />Her picture depicted her bubbly and cheerful self, complete with her little 'V' sign, giving off a feeling of spontaneity and animatedness.<br /><br />Netizens commented that she looked her very best when she smiles, and spurred her on with words of encouragement.<br /><br />Hwang Bo has also joined the ranks of other celebrity CEOs as she recently opened her restaurant.<br /><br />*Credits: Naver.com*<br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-45680541933714728692011-01-24T05:45:00.000-08:002011-01-24T05:55:13.864-08:00Hwang Bo the athlete<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TT2En_yA4jI/AAAAAAAAKP0/Ei5k67E9IDw/s1600/cd2ff04ee423b2e5926e588f80e0fc27.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TT2En_yA4jI/AAAAAAAAKP0/Ei5k67E9IDw/s320/cd2ff04ee423b2e5926e588f80e0fc27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565750537170772530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TT2EoOAmSoI/AAAAAAAAKP8/SfXfY5anht4/s1600/PP11012400014.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TT2EoOAmSoI/AAAAAAAAKP8/SfXfY5anht4/s320/PP11012400014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565750540990040706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TT2Enerp2II/AAAAAAAAKPs/_fX5VRhgW84/s1600/fbe5c43951d7ff44d634d6176f576291.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TT2Enerp2II/AAAAAAAAKPs/_fX5VRhgW84/s320/fbe5c43951d7ff44d634d6176f576291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565750528285726850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Hwang Bo participated in the 50m indoor sprint event, which was part of the 'Idol Star Athletics', held on the 23rd at Jamsil Stadium in Seoul.<br /><br />The sporting event saw the participation of both male and female celebrities such as 2PM, 2AM, Trax, Tiaa, Brown Eyed Girls, Beast, SHINee, Son Ho Young. Some of the other sports which were part of the event included hurdles, high jump and relays.<br /><br />This episode will be broadcast on MBC from the 5-6th February at 8.40 p.m. (Seoul time).<br /><br />*Credits: Naver.com*<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">P/S: Aaahh!! It's the Ssangchu marathon all over again!! Haha, sweet memories!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-10040943286459607562011-01-16T22:28:00.000-08:002011-01-16T22:43:27.100-08:00What I remember: 5<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TTPk1EbSmGI/AAAAAAAAKPk/YxHV5IK27Cs/s1600/hb%2Bwedding.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TTPk1EbSmGI/AAAAAAAAKPk/YxHV5IK27Cs/s320/hb%2Bwedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563041565105100898" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;">-Two years earlier-<br /></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'I told you she isn't the right one for you! I told you to leave her alone! What are you thinking of, putting your whole life on the line?'<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">'I'm doing this for myself! I know what I have on the line, and it's not my career. I know that if I leave her, this will be the end for me. This is what I will lose. And I don't want to make that mistake, ever again!' </span><br /><br />Hwang Bo stood by the side of the wall as she listened in on Hyun Joong fighting with his manager. She could feel the anger and frustration radiating from the both of them, and she knew that she was the reason why they were lashing out at each other.<br /><br />Sighing, she crouched low as she laid her head on her knees, thinking if this was the right decision.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Yes it is. We both know what we want. It's time that we did things for ourselves, and not for our image, our careers, our so called lives which basically left us empty inside. Why was it so wrong to want to be happy?'</span> she thought to herself as she looked at the both of them again.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Hyun Joong, listen to me. You don't know what is at stake here. Just hear me out this one time..' </span>his manager pleaded with him.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'You know what? It just looks like we're never gonna sort this out at all.. I think that it really is time that we parted ways..' </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Are you sure? Is this what you want? Because in the end, you'll realize how wrong you are and how right I was. In fact, if I wanted to, I can make you regret your decision now. She's here with you, isn't she?'</span><br /><br />Hwang Bo's eyes widened as she heard his last sentence.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">'What did he mean by that?'</span><br /><br /><br /></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-49072793639377838862011-01-11T06:29:00.000-08:002011-01-11T07:31:17.883-08:00What I remember: 4<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TSx3mt7SY5I/AAAAAAAAKPc/YcgcIfYTPhU/s1600/11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TSx3mt7SY5I/AAAAAAAAKPc/YcgcIfYTPhU/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560951146942718866" border="0" /></a><br /><div><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> <w:usefelayout/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Hwang Bo greeted the soft rays of the morning sun with a slight smile as they peered through the grey clouds that filled the sky. Breathing in the salty air of the sea, she pulled her sweater closer to her, feeling the chilly air surrounding her as she slowly came back to life. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Why is it that although the needles of the clock keeps ticking away, I still feel like I am frozen in a time that no longer exists? </i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Opening her eyes, she looked around her and saw nothing but an empty beach. It was too early in the morning for anyone to be awake, and it was times like these that she felt free. She could be true to herself without having to fake a smile on her face, assuring everyone that she was alright. That she had moved on. That she was finally happy. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">There was something about the beach that brought both pain and joy to her heart. It was here that she had spent some of the happiest moments in her life, as well as some of the most heart wrenching episodes of her story. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">She remembered that this was where he promised to meet her whenever she called. <span style=""> </span>This was the place that they had placed their vows in the sand. This was the place that tied the both of them together, binding them to their promises to each other. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Except for that last night. The one night when he broke his promise and she knew that it was the end. That night she felt like dying inside as she cried to the ocean, wishing it would take away the unbearable hurt she felt inside. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">And the ocean granted her wish. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">The waves that washed her feet reminded her that while things change with time, the tides would always return to where they belonged. People didn’t stop living because they lost what they loved. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">They lived because they had once laid claim to their love. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Why should it matter that my world is now black, white and grey? I was once alive. I am still alive. And I will continue living. For me. </i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Hwang Bo repeated those words to herself as she trudged back to her car, holding back the tears that threatened to spill over. Taking one last look at the ocean before she drove off, she asked herself the same question she asked every day. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><i style="">When will I ever forget you? </i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"> </p>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-8624655977128490132011-01-05T17:01:00.000-08:002011-01-05T19:03:34.269-08:00What I remember: 3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TSUw_RVYt4I/AAAAAAAAKPU/1MejBZ_JBMw/s1600/27_98034.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TSUw_RVYt4I/AAAAAAAAKPU/1MejBZ_JBMw/s320/27_98034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558903178601740162" border="0" /></a><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye, you're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry. </i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Hyun Joong strummed his guitar, singing the one song that seemed to calm him down as he thought about what happened the night before.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Hyung! Are you okay?’</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Buin? Is that you?’</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Yong Saeng hyung! Help!!’ </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Hyun Joong looked up at the person shaking him awake and slowly came back to his senses. Shaking his head, he slowly got off the floor and leaned against the table, holding his hands to his head. He did not realize that his face was wet with tears, he didn’t know why the memory of that missing person in his life seemed to torment him more than anyone knew. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Kyu Jong ah… what is wrong with me? Why do I keep remembering this person, this name, and this laughter when I don’t remember her at all? Who is this person? Why does it hurt so badly when I have no idea who she is at all?’ </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Hyung…’ </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘No, listen to me. I want to remember, yet I am afraid to remember. I want to know who she is, yet I don’t dare to. If she really was someone important to me then why isn’t she here now? If the thought of her can make me hurt this badly, that should mean that she was someone I held dear to me right? Then why am I here alone?’ he asked before breaking down in loud sobs. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Kyu Jong watched Hyun Joong crumbling before him before he made his decision. He had to know the truth. No matter what everyone else said. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Hyung… I need to tell you something.’ </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Hyungsunim.. she was someone special. To all of us, but mostly to you. She could brighten up a room just by being there, and the best thing about her was her laughter. You used to think of everything you could just to get her to laugh for you, and when she did, you were the happiest person in the world.’</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘Then where is she now?’</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">‘She… she… she stopped contacting us after you broke up with her hyung. It was you who let her walk away, even though we all knew she really wanted to stay…’<span style=""></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style=""></span> <i>You float like a feather, in a beautiful world, I wish I was special, you're so fuckin' special. </i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here.</i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i> She's running out again, she's running out, she run run run run... run... run...</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> </p>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474699179270474765.post-35262563520410810792011-01-01T01:21:00.000-08:002011-01-02T02:13:48.763-08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TSBFYpc1koI/AAAAAAAAKPM/IXA6hZjseHA/s1600/happy%2Bnew%2Byear.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557518229921174146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdsQe3giDrU/TSBFYpc1koI/AAAAAAAAKPM/IXA6hZjseHA/s320/happy%2Bnew%2Byear.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><em>Heyya guys!!! </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>WELCOME 2011!!! </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>May this year bring everyone lotsa joy, love and happiness!!! </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Will get back to posting once the partying ends, hahaha!! </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Love you guys! </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Chonsa</em></div>chonsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921881386212512046noreply@blogger.com0