Dead

Will i be sad that i am dead?

Am i sad that i am dead?

When i am dead, am i sad?

dEAD.

DeAD

DEaD

DEAd

A fire goes dead.

The ash left is dead.

A light goes off

The shadow is dead.

Probably the best vocal in KMLA history

*All of these songs are creadited to yeeun sung (A graduate of KMLA).

Heard it for the first time.
But, knew it would be great since Senior Sung sang it~!

I'm, going to stuff it with songs~
ps-the song My Aquarium was recorded in an actual studio!

2NE1 -lonely[whim]

I found these clips while searching for a music video to make me feel more miserable.
But, when I saw these special versions of a song that penetrates deep into one's heart, I didn't feel sad anymore......guess it's because these versions express a different mood from the original one.

Nice try~!

they seem okay, but definately need alot of practice.
Still, it was refreshing to hear two men take the part of four girls.


Regge Version><
(I so love these girls--though, to think of it they're the elder...k)

The edge of blueness is gone and replaced with a regge feal~
I especially like the choice of instruments.
I think it fits well with 2NE1's mood in the MV.

Christina's version from the compatition SUPERSTAR K

She tried hard to put alot of emotion in the song....
but I only find it a well sung version, not something that touch the heart like the original one.
Her facial expression ruined most of it.
She seemed too intent on forcing us to feel the same emotion she felt.

Pure instruments..

Sound combination of finger-style and down-up(?) stroke
A peaceful sadness I guess.
Not as desperate or miserable as the original, but kind of like recalling a forgotten time of sadness with an understanding.

3 Words to describe myself metaphorically

Black/green/ash

I am a man in black. Yet, I do not dress in black . Still, black becomes my heart that suffers from the bite of a snake I never knew to have such a venom. A tender heart eclipsed by the grotesque, thing it has become. Oh! What a fool I was. A green sprout yearning for the brightness of rainbows. Vivid are those who cloak themselves in rainbow. Oh! Had I only known that all radiance in essence were the daughters of venom. Would then I might have not become the ash I am. A pile of ash without the light I once loved.

My Hero

Heroes are supposed to be the guys with the innocent face, nicely shaped body, and all the good virtues; or so I am told. But, Sydney Carton from A Tale of Two Cities has a cynical, care-free attitude which shows in his face, is not the best shaped man in the novel, and shows a degree of socially condemned actions. Be that as it may, Carton is Darnay, Lucie, Gablle, many others, and my hero.
A protagonist merely has to lead the story’s narrative, but a hero has to relieve other characters from impending dangers. For Sydney Carton, relieving Charles Darnay and his family from the tangled doom of the French revolution was the burden. Carton comes to Darnay’s rescue in both of such cases. At Darnay’s trial at London, where he is accused for being a spy in service of France only because he is a French immigrant sighted at a particular place, he appears out of nowhere and makes the foremost evidence in favor of the accusation invalid. He does this by simply asking the witness to distinguish him from Darnay. When the witness who previously claimed to be capable of identifying Darnay anywhere cannot tell the two almost identical looking people apart from each other, Carton succeeds in rescuing the accused. Carton faces a harder task yet when he decides to smuggle Darnay out of Bastille. Bastille, unlike Old-Baily at London, is controlled by people determined to put Darnay to the guillotine whether the condemner wants to undo the condemnation or not and Carton is forced to use illegal methods. At the end, Carton succeeds in using the same talent from Old-Baily to rescue Darnay—he dresses up as Darnay and with the aid of Solomon Barsad, exchange himself and Darnay. Even though the narrative is centered around Lucie and Darnay, her lover, their family could not have been protected from the turbulent events without Carton.
When I was yet green, I used to believe that at the end, heroes are the people who win all they desired for and keep what is rightfully theirs. Now, having matured a bit, I find people who are willing to sacrifice their own goals for those dear to them as the true heroes. Carton sacrificed his devotion, wealth, life, and rightful credit so that he might protect the joy of life of those he valued. Carton has a sincere, loving heart for Lucie. Yet, he sacrificed his own desire because Lucie was already in love with Darnay. Carton had inherited his family’s wealth. This also he sacrificed without taking back one bit when he passed all his identity to Darnay. Carton gave up his life for Darnay’s and asks for none in exchange. Even as he earnestly searched for a meaning in his life, he yielded it without hesitation the moment he felt his life was needed to secure the happiness of those he loved. Carton accomplished novel deeds worthy of great respect. Still, he did them in such a way that even his very best friends did not know them well. Even to his last moments, he made no effort to be credited. Such honorable sacrifices should not be disregarded any more than a war-hero’s valor in battle.
To conclude, Sydney Carton from A Tale of Two Cities is my hero because he is the one that relieved others from harm’s way and he is the one that gave up all he had for the good of his beloved ones. In a time of great turbulence, Carton went out of his way to secure others’ lives from ill accusations. Although he had as much claim to his love, inheritance, life, and due respect, he sacrificed all of them for his friends and their family. A man that may not fit so well with my childish dreams, Carton shall never have to go looking for a seat of honor in my heart.

TED Michael Pritchard's water filter turns filthy water drinkable

What an innovation! Michael Pritchard has saved the world with his novel technique, the Life Saver.

Thanks to his fervent efforts, people who previously had to suffer from numerous illnesses or quit education can now be free from the burden of finding drinkable water every day. Before, children from families that were far away from sources of drinkable water had to quit school and help their mothers carry water for several miles. This did not help a bit in increasing the family’s hopes of escaping poverty and rather hurt the children by exposing them to harsh labor from an early age. Worse, if the only water available was contaminated, children grew sicker every day from the water they drank.

But, the feat to be soon be accomplished by Life Saver will mitigate such a crisis. By providing Life Saver to people suffering from lack of clean water, the rate of death and illness caused by either the depletion of water or the intake of filthy water can be greatly alleviated. Moreover, Life Saver will free millions of people from the burden of searching and transporting clean water. This in turn will enable children to attend schools and grown females to spend the time on other matters such as taking care of babies or making clothes to sell. Such a change will gradually rejuvenate the society as a whole.

Nonetheless, obstacles other than the paucity of natural resources themselves still remain. Let us think back to 2008 when Myanmar was hit by a cyclone. Due to the catastrophe, aids—including water supplies—were sent from all parts of the world in philanthropic spirit. However, the pretentious government disdainfully rejected all supplies with western logos on it, primarily UN logos. This exemplifies the executive forms of hindrance met in this field. Even if people benevolently send supplies to such areas, oftentimes the reigning governments show indifferent behavior towards it. This can traced to the fact that many regions suffering from lack of clean water supply are under authoritarian rule that show apathy to the most important matters at hand for the common people. Worse, a significant portion of the people in need of the Life Saver follows anti-government movements known to be fickle and recalcitrant to international organizations. If the people in control of the region in need of aid do not heed to well-meant advice and help, all our efforts are simply belittled.

I only hope that Michael Pritchard as an entrepreneur can stomach the loss and humiliation in process if we are to succeed in providing people with the Life Saver.

life; a game I play

I will die. But, I never know when I’ll die. I never know because I never know when I will let go of my life. Having lived for 16years and a week, I can count dozens of plans I made when I was young. As a child, I used to believe that when I have lived this long; I’ll have friends that to me are like Damon was to Pythias. Apparently, I draw a big, blank, and a bit oval circle in my mind when I count such friends. Plans like these, they are worthless. They are worthless because the game I play—life—is hard to win and yet easy to lose.
I’ve always dreamed my life like a fantastic game, a game which is fun to play, but too hard to win. My family of three was oriented toward making the game I play a fun one. Even as I trace the faintest memories I have—a picture or two of mother holding my hands as I walk up forgotten stairs—and the farewell father gave me this chuseok, I can’t recall my family working against me playing the game. And I feel grateful for that, and that gratefulness might help me win the game I play.
Being the only child of my family, I was granted favors and chances that others never got. Whereas I was granted the freedom to pour all the resources my family could afford into the game I play, my class mate had to share what his older sister left him with his twin brother. To feel the pressure is a dreadful thing. The pressure has helped me in realizing an important aspect of the game I play. It is not difficult at all to give up.
Still, I feel that I’ve acknowledged another aspect of the game I play. As much as people’s faith in my success at the game pressures me, it also assists me in winning the game. This is because the faith steadies me when I am ready to falter. When I let myself lose footing and give in to the pressure, the faith people have in my success at the game steadies my wobbling legs.
Life is the game I play. All people play this game. All people play this game at one time. I don’t know how it is for others, but to me, the game is steady as a rocking horse because all the faith people built on me throughout my life helps me up when I am ready to fall.