Wednesday, August 31

because i miss you..

늘 똑같은 하늘에 늘 같은 하루
neul ttokgateun haneure neul gateun haru
그대가 없는 것 말고는 달라진 게 없는데
geudaega eomneun geot malgoneun dallajin ge eomneunde
난 웃고만 싶은데 다 잊은 듯이
nan utgoman sipeunde da ijeun deusi
아무일 아는 듯 그렇게
amuil aneun deut geureoke
웃으면 살고픈데
useumyeon salgopeunde
그리워 그리워서 그대가 그리워서
geuriwo geuriwoseo geudaega geuriwoseo
매일 난 혼자서만 그대를 부르고 불러봐요
maeil nan honjaseoman geudaereul bureugo bulleobwayo
보고파 보고파서 그대가 보고파서
bogopa bogopaseo geudaega bogopaseo
이제 난 습관처럼 그대 이름만 부르네요
ije nan seupgwancheoreom geudae ireumman bureuneyo
난 보낸줄 알았죠 다 남김없이
nan bonaenjul aratjyo da namgimeobsi
아니죠 아니죠 난 아직 그대를 못 보냈죠
anijyo anijyo nan ajik geudaereul mot bonaetjyo
그리워 그리워서 그대가 그리워서
geuriwo geuriwoseo geudaega geuriwoseo
매일 난 혼자서만 그대를 부르고 불러봐요
maeil nan honjaseoman geudaereul bureugo bulleobwayo
보고파 보고파서 그대가 보고파서
bogopa bogopaseo geudaega bogopaseo
이제 난 습관처럼 그대 이름만 부르네요
ije nan seupgwancheoreom geudae ireumman bureuneyo
하루하루가 죽을 것만 같은 어떻게 해야 해요
haruharuga jugeul geotman gateun eotteoke haeya haeyo
사랑해 사랑해요 그대를 사랑해요
saranghae saranghaeyo geudaereul saranghaeyo
말조차 못하고서 그대를 그렇게 보냈네요
maljocha motagoseo geudaereul geureoke bonaenneyo
미안해 미안해요 내말이 들리나요
mianhae mianhaeyo naemari deullinayo
뒤늣은 내 고백을 그댄 들을 수 있을까요
dwineuseun nae gobaegeul geudaen deureul su isseulkkayo


Always under exactly the same sky, always exactly the same day
Other than your not being here, there’s nothing different at all
I just want to smile, want to forget everything
Just like absolutely nothing has happened, smiling to live my days
Miss you, miss you so much, because I miss you so much
Everyday all by myself, calling and calling you
Want to see you, want to see you, because I want to see you so much
Now it’s like I have this habit, keep calling out your name
It’s the same today
I thought I’d let go, not leaving anything behind
No, no, now I still can’t let you go
Miss you, miss you so much, because I miss you so much
Everyday all by myself, calling and calling you
Want to see you, want to see you, because I want to see you so much
Now it’s like I have this habit, keep calling out your name
It’s the same today
Everyday, everyday, it feels like I’m gonna die, what should I do?
Love you, love you, I love you
I hadn’t even spoken the words, I just let you go
Sorry, sorry, do you hear my words
My late confession, can you hear it
I love you

*this song really mean it to me, touching banget. :') tiap dengerin lagu ini pasti langsung ngerasa sedih soalnya pas banget sama yang aku rasa sekarang. intinya ini lagu galau yang bagus banget :)

want to listen it? download here

how's korean diet??

Korean Girls are famous for their slim body and tall. Korea's obesity rate is the lowest among the Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development member nations, according to a study of OECD health data by Bae Sung-il, a researcher at the National Health Insurance Corporation.

Why korean girls can have the slim and thin body? The Korean men & women are known for their fitness. These women boast of their slim & trim waist and amazing stamina. Obesity is almost unknown to the Koreans. Many people give the credit to their genes. The people here live in utmost greenery and cleanliness so that adds to their health. But the key to their health is traditional Korean diet.

How Korean women stay thin? Here are some Korean Diet Secrets:

- They eat a lot of fish.
- This diet comprises of all the nutrients in a proper ratio.
- It limits your cholesterol consumption as well.
- While the Europeans strive to cut the carbohydrates in their food, the Koreans have an upper hand as their food comprises of 70% good carbohydrates in the form of vegetables and rice.
-The fat content in their meals is also balanced that is 13%.
- They proteins are some what similar to the Europeans that is 14 to 17%.
- Their diet does not have any sugar while the usual European meals have 15% sweeteners. Also these people realize the importance of peace and relaxation inn their lives and they actively work towards spiritual peace in the form of yoga, meditation, etc. they lead almost a stress free life that adds to their health & emotional quotient as well.
- Korean likes to eat Kimchi. Korean Kimchi - Kimchi, sometimes spelled 'kimchee', is a basic staple of the Korean diet.

i should to try this method.. hmmm, aja aja fighting!!


time passed away
and i just stay here
alone and scream
waiting for the soul i love
eventhough i know he'll NEVER come
but i'm just waiting

i feel like the stupid person ever
i hate myself
i hate how i turned into a dumb
waiting for something that'll never be happen
leaving the happiness that i had before

i'm frustrated, i'm exactly in desperate
i lost in the dark and never found way to back
i'm sick with all of these pain
i'll be finishing this waiting and just go away
dissapear with the dark
and now, for the last time i would say

Tuesday, August 30

every girls have a beauty to unveil

"she's so pretty!" "look! damn she's gorgeous, she's smart and a very kind girl"

we often heard that things. yes! all of girls is beautiful in their way.
beautiful doesn't always look at her face or her body. a girl is perfect if she has a beautiful soul and beautiful heart and her beautiful face could be a plus.

so girls and boys,change your mind!! a beautiful girl isn't always a girl with a pretty face or a sexy body.

i called it a craziness of friendship. love you all :*


Lee Shin is a university student majoring in modern music. He is also the vocalist and guitarist of the band "The Stupid." Shin is known for his good looks and strong passion for music, but in reality he is cold, lacks interest in anything unrelated to music and has neither dreams nor plans for the future. He initially likes Jung Yoon Soo, a dance professor at university, but this all changes when he meets Lee Kyu Won.
Lee Kyu Won is a bright and outgoing student who was born into a prestigious family and is majoring in traditional Korean instruments, especially the gayageum. Kyu Won's grandfather, Lee Dong Gun, is one of the top 3 traditional musicians of his age and his biggest wish is to see his granddaughter become a traditional music prodigy. Trying to live up to her grandfather's expectations, Kyu Won immerses herself in training and becomes a university student who knows nothing outside of her studies. As her friends are fans of "The Stupid", she was forced to go to the band's concert with them. There she saw Lee Shin performing live, and is immediately captivated by him.

this drama is really really awesome!! I LOVE JUNG YONG HWA!! <3 he's like a perfect boyfriend :D
when you watched this drama you wouldn't stop to watch this. every little things in this drama will make every girl so damn envy. 

The Best Kind of LOVE

I have a friend who is falling in love. She honestly claims the sky is bluer. Mozart moves her to tears. She has lost 15 pounds and looks like a cover girl.

"I'm young again!" she shouts exuberantly.

As my friend raves on about her new love, I've taken a good look at my old one. My husband of almost 20 years, Scott, has gained 15 pounds. Once a marathon runner, he now runs only down hospital halls. His hairline is receding and his body shows the signs of long working hours and too many candy bars. Yet he can still give me a certain look across a restaurant table and I want to ask for the check and head home.

When my friend asked me "What will make this love last?" I ran through all the obvious reasons: commitment, shared interests, unselfishness, physical attraction, communication. Yet there's more. We still have fun. Spontaneous good times. Yesterday, after slipping the rubber band off the rolled up newspaper, Scott flipped it playfully at me: this led to an all-out war. Last Saturday at the grocery, we split the list and raced each other to see who could make it to the checkout first. Even washing dishes can be a blast. We enjoy simply being together.

And there are surprises. One time I came home to find a note on the front door that led me to another note, then another, until I reached the walk-in closet. I opened the door to find Scott holding a "pot of gold " (my cooking kettle) and the "treasure" of a gift package. Sometimes I leave him notes on the mirror and little presents under his pillow.

There is understanding. I understand why he must play basketball with the guys. And he understands why, once a year, I must get away from the house, the kids - and even him-to meet my sisters for a few days of nonstop talking and laughing.

There is sharing. Not only do we share household worries and parental burdens - we also share ideas. Scott came home from a convention last month and presented me with a thick historical novel. Though he prefers thrillers and science fiction, he had read the novel on the plane. He touched my heart when he explained it was because he wanted to be able to exchange ideas about the book after I'd read it.

There is forgiveness. When I'm embarrassingly loud and crazy at parties, Scott forgives me. When he confessed losing some of our savings in the stock market, I gave him a hug and said, "It's okay. It's only money."

There is sensitivity. Last week he walked through the door with that look that tells me it's been a tough day. After he spent some time with the kids, I asked him what happened. He told me about a 60-year-old woman who'd had a stroke. He wept as he recalled the woman's husband standing beside her bed, caressing her hand. How was he going to tell this husband of 40 years that his wife would probably never recover? I shed a few tears myself. Because of the medical crisis. Because there were still people who have been married 40 years. Because my husband is still moved and concerned after years of hospital rooms and dying patients.

There is faith. Last Tuesday a friend came over and confessed her fear that her husband is losing his courageous battle with cancer. On Wednesday I went to lunch with a friend who is struggling to reshape her life after divorce. On Thursday a neighbor called to talk about the frightening effects of Alzheimer's disease on her father-in-law's personality. On Friday a childhood friend called long-distance to tell me her father had died. I hung up the phone and thought, This is too much heartache for one week. Through my tears, as I went out to run some errands, I noticed the boisterous orange blossoms of the gladiolus outside my window. I heard the delighted laughter of my son and his friend as they played. I caught sight of a wedding party emerging from a neighbor's house. The bride, dressed in satin and lace, tossed her bouquet to her cheering friends. That night, I told my husband about these events. We helped each other acknowledge the cycles of life and that the joys counter the sorrows. It was enough to keep us going.

Finally, there is knowing. I know Scott will throw his laundry just shy of the hamper every night; he'll be late to most appointments and eat the last chocolate in the box. He knows that I sleep with a pillow over my head; I'll lock us out of the house at a regular basis, and I will also eat the last chocolate.

I guess our love lasts because it is comfortable. No, the sky is not bluer: it's just a familiar hue. We don't feel particularly young: we've experienced too much that has contributed to our growth and wisdom, taking its toll on our bodies, and created our memories.

I hope we've got what it takes to make our love last. As a bride, I had Scott's wedding band engraved with Robert Browning's line "Grow old along with me!" We're following those instructions.

"If anything is real, the heart will make it plain."