SHINee(샤이니)_Hello_뮤직비디오(MusicVideo)

I am not used to pursue for the KPOP wave which hits every single youth, especially GIRL, but well, I have to admit that, they are so GREAT!!

The dance, the moves, makes my nerves boil hard, and I have to admit that, they looked good. JUST GOOD. XDXD

A very nice single debut. A nice music video indeed. I love it.

大嘴巴- Shining 完整MV

我一直打不上歌词，因为是一首很有意义的歌，很可惜。
不过请大家细细品尝，很有意思。
旋律也很温暖。
我很喜欢。

给，没有良心的。。。“你”，还有“你们”。

Sorry again, for writing this in Mandarin again. Well, Just want to find a path to release my anger. 

心情很好，因为我坐在家里，因为我的视线范围里面有爸爸妈妈姐姐弟弟，还有我的狗窝。

心情真的很好，因为在回来之前，跟朋友一起度过了很棒的学期，因为她们是一群很棒的朋友。

万万都没有想到，其实我是那么的“不值钱”。

对不起，当你看到我用这三个字来形容我自己的时候，如果你以为我是和受了什么大起大落的轻伤，你误会了。

朋友吧，原来我在朋友的眼里，也有那么“不值钱”的时候。

经历过一次，不对 ，是许许多多次，付出真心会后被别人当成傻瓜一样对待；

对朋友所谓的重情重义却像是被扔进大海的石头，总是被别人当成不屑一顾的东西；

在朋友身上付出的努力总是付诸流水，什么都得不到。

我自认没有给过我的朋友什么甜头，毕竟我的经济还有能力都有限，但我却可以信誓旦旦地说，我没有对不起过任何一个被窝挂上“朋友”标签的人。

我没有愤怒，真的没有，因为已经心灰意冷。

                                        

好吧，接下来的话，请你们细细 咀嚼。

我不求你可以给我什么回报，但每一次你开口要求的帮助，我从来不会对你说“不”；

我努力地让自己在你的面前微笑，即使你在别人面前对我的嘲笑真的伤得我很深很深；

我不会计较对你付出有多少，即使在你对一个全新的朋友比我来得好的时候，我的心有多么痛；

我还是会赴汤蹈火，尽我的能力去帮助你，即使我可以很清楚地感受到你在我们两个之前画上的清界限；

我不会认为你那样的对待对我是一种伤害，因为就算傻得可以，心甘情愿当个笨蛋，我还是希望你偶尔会想起我这个朋友；

我还是会在听到你的任何消息之后关注一下你到底还好不好，即使我曾经发誓过我再也不会理你；

我不知道我自己到底能够帮助你多少，但只要我能帮的，我一定帮助你；

我还是会站在原地等你想起我这个朋友，即使我知道你只会在我有利用价值的时候才想起我。

为什么我心甘情愿 看你的脸色？不是因为我没有性格，而是因为我忍让。

为什么我要按耐着火爆的脾气忍让？因为我不跟你斤斤计较。

为什么我不想跟你计较？因为，《你是我的朋友》。

我被利用，而我安慰自己 的借口还有方式，竟然是我很高兴，起码还有利用价值。

我尽我的能力帮助你，我换来的，确实想到你一次，就想扁你一次。

你需要我帮助的时候，为什么就是不见得你没有时间打通简单的电话给我？

你需要我帮助的时候，为什么就是不见得你以看着我怎么死的眼光来关心我？

为什么你一次又一次地要让我认为你是这种人？

对你，对你们，真是太失望了。

如果你在看，没错，我就是在说你，垫高枕头想想吧！

这样做人到底对不对？

别让我再见到你的时候，还你一个不屑的笑容，

到时候，你在我眼里，就真的什么都不是了。

h0LidaY...

Ohhhhhhhhhhh yes! Finally, I returned home. That's what I had looked forward for months. It was so WARM, so NICE, and I was so happy to be showered by my mum's and my dad's warmth, and their loves. It was so tired for me actually, rode on the plane, ENJOYING the tingling and pricking pierces on my eardrums, spending my 140 minutes in the dried, and so-dry cabin space, and have a safe 1 hour journey from airport to my home. But when I saw the warming smile shown on my dad's face, my mum's written forward looking eyes, and all the giggles from my sisters, it just like a vacuum cleaner appeared in my mind, swpt away every single nerve of TIREDNESS. Home, I am here, after our last farewell, which was the affair of 75 days before this. 

So I have a soundly sleep. So I had hearty meals. So I was touched when I saw a full mountain of my favorite bean curd jellies rushed into my eyes when I opened my fridge. They are all my mum's efforts. I know it well. AND, endless chat begun. I love to chat and talk with my mum, and I used to do it. I used to be the noise-maker in the house, and when I heard and smelled the cares and loves shown by mummy when I told her the stories about the life in Sabah. So sorry mummy for making you being worry for me...

I love my mum, I love my dad, I love my family, and finally, I am enjoying myself sitting in the living room, in front of the laptop, and writing all of these craps. It was just NICE. 


I wish the holiday to be lasting longer..... AND SO FAMILY'S WARMTH.....

waNnA sEe SomEtHinG StuNtiNg U bOUt mY ro0mAte?

OK. Totally out of study mood. 3:58pm, and I don’t know what should I do, facing the lectures notes and somewhat called “REFERENCE BOOK”. I am making no preparation for tomorrow’s paper, although I promised myself to prepare well for the subject. JUST, out of study mood.

 I kept wearing on the headset, let the music endeavoring all of my study mood, and I pissed off, laying on the bed, holding on the book, and gazing around without any focuses and purposes. DON’T ASK ME WHY I DO THIS, BECAUSE I AM ALSO EAGER TO KNOW WHY. This is what call, ELAPSE. Elapsed from the tensions that I suffered for the whole month, oh no, to be more ACCURATE, the whole SEMESTER. Assignments, tutorials, piles and stacks of notes, and, the EXAMINATION CALLING, TIMETABLES making me totally out of breath.

 

It’s just like a knife, in my windpipe, I can’t breathe, I STILL FIGHT while I can fight,for as long as the wrong FEELS RIGHT it’s like I’m in flight. (Rihanna, as well as Eminem, thanks for the great intervention of the lyrics, I am not plagiarized, because I CITED both of you in here.  XDXD)  So do try to imagine I was spending nearly the whole month, not stepping out from the room, and buried my head in the notes, with ANNOYING roommates, who made me can’t even have a soundly sleep after using up all the synapses for memorizing, understanding, and all STUPID revising. I was listening to her sweet whispering with her DARLING all the night, in the condition that I was so tired and fed up with her laughs and her inconsiderate.

It was the wee hours in the morning. I had to sit for my CHEMISTRY paper on the next day, yet I opened my eyes wide big enough which reminded me that I should have a good rest, or else, all my efforts will go into a vain. GOOD. She talked over her phone from the late evening hours, until the dawn. Until I saw the gold sun rays were trying to pricking into my room. Until I realized that I spent a sleepless night with that STUPID MORON’S PHONE CHATTING. Until I snoozed off my alarm which was ringing non-stop. Until I was so angry with her, so mad at myself. Until the nerve, which sends off the ERUPTING stimuli to my brain, IS HIGHLY STIMULATED. It was so unlucky of me, to sleep on the lower decker with her on the same bed.

I woke up. And she awaked immediately when her phone rang.6.15 am. She continued to talk over it, laughing, increasing her volume unconsciously. I remained peace, SO PEACE, and walked to my wardrobe. I kept telling myself to bear, ALL OR NOTHING. It was just a small problem. I can settle it. I CAN! Well, she seems like not guilty at all for interrupting up all my plans, and wreaking out giggles and laughs with the DAMN SH*T who called for the whole night. Guess what I do next?

 I opened my wardrobe’s door and get the pair of formal wear up, to NOTIFY her that I was going to sit for the test. AND. “BANG!” I slammed my wardrobe’s door so hard, and I can even feel the whole table was being shut for the temporary tremble. AND. I threw my shampoo bottles on the table, with my KILLING EYES. I have no any facial expression (which had been commented that I am so SCARY when I was having that kind of expression by my friends), and she knows about it. I looked myself into the mirror. Guess what I saw? I saw a pair of swollen red eyes, and a pair of big, dark circles lying on my eyebag. It was totally making me OUT OF NERVE. I HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!

 So the following days, she dares not to talk with me with a single piece of word, AND, the most important thing is, SHE WENT OUT OF THE ROOM FOR PHONE CHATTING after the incident.

Kee is not the silly bum to endure everything all the time, I just don’t want to show up it, and don’t simply grab the chance to keep acting like a FOOL in front of me sometimes. There is a limit for my tolerance and endurance. So please don’t be the STUPID FELLOW, and trying to challenge me. COME IF YOU DARE. I will let you see. 

 

I am going to introduce you guys with some sort of persons, who I had never met before this in my 20 years of life. I NEVER SEEN SUCH AN UNTIDY, UNHYGIENE, and BRAINLESS fellow, who claimed herself as the UNIVERSITY STUDENT as well. JUST A BIG SHAME ON HER.  A third year senior don’t have the common sense to take care on others’ feelings, her surrounding’s cleanliness and her own-self hygiene. Whenever she comes into my sight area, she will be scanned and labeled as FULL OF VIRUSES AND BACTERIA. Look at her place. What I mean is, A HERD is even CLEANER than her PLACE! I knew I am quite out of rationale on snapping and posting pictures of her place, which should be so intimate and confidential, but, CAN YOU GUYS IMAGINE THAT I AM ACTUALLY SLEEPING BESIDE THIS KIND OF SUCKS TABLE AND PLACE? I don’t know what means for her, to keep a used, oily and dirty tupperware, or cups, or mugs, or spoons for a whole week long, placing them on in the sink, or sometimes even on the table, where the food scraps in the things started to turn sour, and the unpleasant smell came out and filled the room. Is she enjoyed over it? I really don’t know how to comment on it. DISGUSTING. A girl. It’s just like nobody else in the room, and she on her music as loud as she wants, paying no considerations on others who need to study. Don’t she know there is a kind of invention, called HEADSET? And one more thing, she never take the broom and sweep the floor! WHO SHALL BE THE SILLY BUM TO DO THIS? I am. She behaves like it was quite a reason for us, for me to sweep the floor and do all these things for keeping the room clean. Well, I AM! Because I am different from you. 

So now, I am playing to be a selfish role in the room. (Actually I am not selfish at all.) I am sweeping room, my place, and one of my roommate’s place, since she was quite a nice person for me. The word NICE here means she is doing nothing to offend of infracting my life styles, doesn’t mean that she treats me good. I am so willing to sweep the whole room, EXCEPT the STUPID SENIOR’S place, OH NO, allow me to say, her NEST. She will look me barely with a pair of irritated eyes whenever I swept the others’ places, and the broom will automatically STOPS at her place. Actually, I WAS QUITE HAPPY AND CAN’T STOP MYSELF FROM GIGGLING WHEN I READ HER IRRITATION.   XDXD  So bad I am, is it? But, I just can’t persuade myself to help to clean up such a messy place. Well, let her be! JUST THE WAY SHE IS. I choose to close my eyes, close my ears, seeing nothing, hearing nothing. SO I AM CREATING A SMALL CORNER FOR MYSELF IN THE ROOM, where nobody can enter it except me. Haha.

 OK. Finish nonsense. I shall start study now.

 P.S: 5 days more to go back, my SWEET, LOVELY, CLEAN, home with LOVELY daddy, mummy, sis, my PIANO, blackie and my NICE BED!!!!!!!!     WHEEEE……