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World’s Park (RunningMan Eps. 73)
Haha: “In New York one goes to Central Park.
In Hong Kong, It’s Kowloon Park.
Did you know? In England, It’s Ji-Sung Park!.”
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And so I…..
I fulfilled one of my biggest dreams in life and i can scrap off one thing off my bucket list. Which is, going for a Lee Hom Concert. =)
I cannot be any happier. I’ve been a big fan of Lee Hom since I was 15. The first song I really took time to listen to was, Forever Love. If i remember correctly, at the age of 9, standard 3, people were saying Lee Hom is gay and all. So at that time, I didn’t take much interest in him. In fact, I started listening to Jay Chou, my first song that I learned by heart was Xing Qing. Haha. My brother taught me that song. Before Lee Hom, the only chinese songs I listened to were Sammi Cheng, Jay Chou… or japanese songs by Utada Hikaru. So anyways, I always wanted to go for Lee Hom’s concerts because going for one, is definitely worth it. To see if that person is a true musician or a really good singer, you just gotta hear their live versions. If the studio version is good, live should be better. So, there were many opportunities to meet Lee Hom but I couldn’t go. Like in 2006, he came to my hometown to shoot his movie. When he was in location A, I was at location B. When he was at location B, I was at location A. Back then, I didn’t have the right tracking devices to exactly know where he would be. Haha.
So then, in August 2010, I had the chance to meet him at his album showcase. =D Believe me, he looks better in person. All shiny and sparkling.. hahaha. And he looks like he has some pan-asian kinda look going on.. but he’s pure Chinese. So yeah, that was the first time meeting him up-close, at a distance of prob 30 cm. haha.
So on March 3rd, 2012.. I finally got the chance to go for his concert together with a beloved friend of mine. He was indeed… *fangirl scream* It was raining and the field was muddy.. but I can say, it’s worth it. Tho’ we were pretty far from the stage, one of the highlights of the concert was when, Lee Hom went around the stadium in a movable vehicle and sang two songs. Wow. So people from all the way at the other end of the stadium could catch a glimpse of him. And his white piano on that day, wow.. like some futuristic design. And it’s white! =D
So yeah, even tho’ it feels so surreal that I went for his concert. Feeling extra broke now. haha. But I thank my beloved friend, Ket En for coming all the way down to KL to share this excited moment with me =D Even tho’ I was a lil’ not myself, it was an awesome weekend indeed. =)
There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not the opposite is true. See the dreamers need the realists to keep the dreamers from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists? Well without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.
—Cam, Modern Family (via invincibleteenager)
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
—Rosemary Urquico (via blitzkreigkate)
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
—C. S. Lewis (via gonnagetmysoulfree)
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