This blog is funny but lumayan sengak
Kamis, 29 Maret 2012
kkkk
maaf lho saya bukan bermaksud untuk galau tapi saya juga tidak ingin untuk galau
kapan saya pernah galau??
Nggak pernah
kapan saya pernah galau??
Nggak pernah
Keep SMILE!!
Jumat, 02 Maret 2012
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kamu tuh nggak pernah santai ya??
liat orang bercanda aja nggak pernah bisa ngerti :p
ngerti perasaan cewek dikit napa toh??
liat orang bercanda aja nggak pernah bisa ngerti :p
ngerti perasaan cewek dikit napa toh??
mboh
huuuaaaa.....
anak itu nyebelin banget sumpah-.-
sukanya bikin orang kesel doang
nggak pernah liat orang seneng dikit gitu
dikit dikit ngambek dasar-,-
padahal cuma bercanda doang
malah dibawa beneran
sebenernya aku marah sama kamu gara gara kamu nyebelin!!!!
coim banget sumpah
nggak tau orang bercanda kayak apa ya???
anak itu nyebelin banget sumpah-.-
sukanya bikin orang kesel doang
nggak pernah liat orang seneng dikit gitu
dikit dikit ngambek dasar-,-
padahal cuma bercanda doang
malah dibawa beneran
sebenernya aku marah sama kamu gara gara kamu nyebelin!!!!
coim banget sumpah
nggak tau orang bercanda kayak apa ya???
Rabu, 15 Februari 2012
maybe
maybe...
aku suka kamu...
tapi kayaknya sekarang udah bukan maybe lagi ya???
mungkin sekarang udah beneran suka sama kamu :)
aku suka kamu...
tapi kayaknya sekarang udah bukan maybe lagi ya???
mungkin sekarang udah beneran suka sama kamu :)
Sabtu, 11 Februari 2012
When he sees you crying
Doojoon:
You were lying on your side in bed, covers pulled up to your ears, though you wouldn’t have minded if you just let them engulf you completely. It was one of those days that everything seemed to be going wrong. All of your relationships felt messed up, your job was stressful and everything you tried doing ended up a disaster. More with anything you just wanted to sleep and hope the world would still turn without you.
There was a pressure on the mattress beside you followed by a warm hand laid on your back. You closed your eyes tight as he called your name worriedly. “Are you okay…?” his voice was tinted with so much concern.
As much as you wanted to say you were fine, to ignore how you felt; you couldn’t. It felt like too big of a lie to tell. And as selfish as it was, you wanted someone to make it better. You squeezed your eyes even tighter, forcing tears to fall from your eyes. “No…” you whimpered, clenching the sheets.
He smiled weakly, almost happy you weren’t trying to deny it. Slowly he lifted you up in a sort of sitting position. He tried to get a good look at you, tilting your chin up. He made you look into his eyes, and your lip began to quiver. You tried to blink them away, but the tears fell regardless.
He turned you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on top of yours. You cried into his shoulder and wrapped an arm around his neck. “Shh…” he rubbed your back warmly. He didn’t even have to ask what was wrong, and you loved him all the more for it.
His presence alone helped calm you, and soon you managed to control it. Sniffles escaped you every now and then, but he just squeezed you a little tighter. He released you slightly to rest his forehead against yours. He smiled weakly, reaching up to wipe some tears off of your face.
“Nothing’s going right…” you mumbled, searching his face. His eyes softened and he pressed his lips to your cheek, kissing away some of the tears.
“You’re not alone…” he smiled kindheartedly. “I think you’re the only thing I’ve ever gotten right.”
.
Hyunseung:
The room was dark, save for the light emitting from the TV. The giant lump in your throat threatened to choke you, and you couldn’t hold back the tears that ran down your face. Luckily, they were silent, but that didn’t stop the fact that your eyes were burning because of them.
You gripped the blanket hard, bringing it up to your chest. You brought your fist to your mouth, clamping your teeth on it to try and relieve some pain.
“Butterfree…” you wailed quietly, watching Ash foolishly let the Pokemon fly free. You would miss that damn butterfly.
“Are you… are you crying?” Hyunseung poked his head next to you, trying to get a better look at your face. Your eyes opened wide, trying to look away and hide them from him. He brought his hand to your face and wiped your cheek. “Are these…. Are these tears?”
“He’s saying goodbye forever, okay?” you whined, curling back up under your blanket.
“It’s a TV show!” Hyunseung practically laughed.
You frowned, hiding further under the blankets. “Junhyung would understand me…” you mumbled, sending him a look.
“Maybe if it was Pikachu…”
“Well maybe I have just as much of a special bond with Butterfree,” you countered, crossing your arms.
“That doesn’t mean you have to cry over it…”
You gave him a stern look. He looked entirely un-phased. “C’mere,” you reached for him, rustling his hair. “I’ll give you something to cry about—”
.
Junhyung:
You were an absolute mess and you knew it. The white walls of the hospital waiting room taunted you. It felt like you had been sitting there for ages; no news, no nothing. You had been there for hours, but they still couldn’t do anything about it.
The accident sounded devastating. You couldn’t lose your two best friends in one night. That was just too much for one person to take. You felt hollow, but somehow your chest was heavy.
You called Junhyung to tell him what was going on; there was no way you were leaving tonight. You tried to numb yourself into a state of unfeeling, but that burning sensation behind your eyes reminded you where you were and why.
You heard a familiar voice breathe your name close by. You had to physically force yourself out of it. Slowly you turned your head, your vision a little blurred as Junhyung knelt down beside you, concern written all over his face. One look at him and a sob rippled through you, shaking your whole frame.
“Junhyung…” you cried, lip quivering. You wrapped your arms around him and began sobbing as he took a seat beside you. He put a hand on the back of your head and held you to his shoulder. “I’m scared…” you barely breathed, your voice quiet.
“I know…” He pulled you tighter, kissing your forehead. “I know…” His hands were warm and comforting as he held you close. Occasionally he would wipe some tears off your face or whisper in your ear; but mainly he just held you. It was exactly what you needed.
You whimpered, coughing through the tears as you felt them gradually become less and less. He leaned back further in the seat, resting you comfortably on his chest. Slowly you could feel your eyelids grow heavy and the exhaustion seep in. Soon you were falling asleep, the comfort of his arms keeping you safe and his steady breathing reminding you that he was still there.
.
Yoseob:
When you hung up the phone, it felt like you had lost all your strength. You grabbed onto the wall for support, but it did nothing. Your legs buckled beneath you and you collapsed to the ground. You couldn’t bring yourself to care as you stared out at nothing; your eyes began to fill with tears.
To think, that in an instant one person could be out of your life forever. Someone who had been with you every step of the way was gone. You would never hear her voice again, never laugh with her, never hold her hand. You never even got to say goodbye.
Slowly you moved yourself against the wall, hoping for some sort of support. You heard your phone ring somewhere beyond your reach, but you had no strength to grab it. A sob choked you, and you felt your body convulse under its weight.
You couldn’t be bothered to count the amount of times your phone went off. You felt detached from everything; as if only string was keeping you to the world and it suddenly snapped.
You didn’t register the sound of the front door opening, or anything after that until a figure came into your line of vision. You looked up, finding Yoseob standing near the entrance, eyes terrified as he looked at you. He knew your grandmother was in the hospital; so you were certain he realized what happened. Unrestrained tears poured out of you, and you couldn’t even try to stop them. “Yoseob…” you choked out, reaching for him like a child for their parent.
Immediately he was at your side, sitting opposite you as he took you in his arms. The sobs threatened to break out as you buried your face in his shoulder. “She’s gone…” you whimpered. “Gone…” You felt like there was gaping hole in your chest, every time you took a breath you could feel it; with every gasp your heart broke again. He wrapped a large hand around the back of your head, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
You began shaking from the sobs and tried to gasp for air to breathe properly; but it didn’t feel like you could. Your breath was continuously cut off. You could feel hot tears fall on your neck, and you squeezed him tighter, knowing he was with you.
Sobs eventually turned to silent tears and then stopped altogether; but he didn’t let go.
Every part of your body felt completely drained and you knew that even if you tried to stand your legs would give way under you. Your eyes were growing heavy, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep them open. He must have noticed, for the next thing you knew he was lifting you up, carefully carrying you to bed.
Gently, he laid you down, brushing your hair out of your face. His lips pressed to your forehead softly, and quietly he laid down beside you and pulled you against his chest. “I’m here,” he whispered, kissing you once more.
.
Kikwang:
You were so nervous you could barely breathe right. You peeked your head around the side of the curtain, staring at the audience you would soon have to perform in front of. You had no idea how you were going to pull this off.
You tried to take a deep breath, but it came out in staggers. Your palms were sweating. Your hands were shaking. You twisted your hands on the bottom of your shirt, a nervous habit you knew you should probably stop.
More than anything you just wanted him to be there and tell you it was going to be okay. His sturdy arms would keep you steady; but you knew it wouldn’t happen. He had to record tonight. You figured at least you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of him.
So you began pacing. You closed your eyes, repeating the motions in your head. You hoped you wouldn’t forget anything. With another deep breath you opened your eyes. A hand was waving at you, coming your way. “Ki… Kwang?” your voice came out on its own.
“Hey…” he walked up to you, a huge smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around you.
“I thought… I thought you had to record tonight?” you asked, your voice far away still lost in confusion.
He grinned, rubbing your arm affectionately. “I asked them to finish my part first so I could come see you,” he kissed your forehead. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”
You stared up at him, eyes tracing his face. You don’t know why, but you starting tearing up. He was the most perfect being in the world. Immediately you flung your arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. “Thank you…” you breathed, squeezing him tighter.
He smiled, burying his face in your hair. “You’re going to do great,” he kissed the top of your head. “I know it.”
“I’m so nervous…” you confessed, mumbling into his chest. “Will you still love me even if I fail miserably?”
He chuckled, rustling your hair. “I’ll love you no matter what,” he smiled, holding you out in front of him. He tapped the end of your nose and wiped away a few tears on your cheek. “But I know that’ll never happen.”
.
Dongwoon:
You screamed, running away from Dongwoon with a laugh. “Stay away from me!” you yelled, rounding the corner and checking to see if he was following you. You knew it was probably a bad idea to flick him on the nose to wake him up, but it always proved to be worth it.
You stopped looking where you were going and stubbed your foot against the table. You actually screamed, immediately beginning to limp as you went. Dongwoon entered the room, his game face on. You tried to hurry away, but fate intervened and you stubbed the same toe again even harder.
You cried out, letting out a long string of profanities as you fell to the ground. You breathed in through clenched teeth, gripping your foot.
Dongwoon collapsed, laughing beside you. “That’s what you get!”
The pain stung so bad you started to feel your eyes burning a little. It wasn’t on purpose, it was more your body’s natural reaction. You tried to fight it as hard as you could, but you still felt your vision go a little blurry. “It hurts…” you seethed.
“C’mon it can’t be that bad…” he mumbled, gently lifting your foot into his hand. You winced, eyes closing.
“Just because your feet are used to this kind of abuse doesn’t mean everyone else’s are…” you mumbled.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” he laughed, lowering your foot back down on the floor and giving you a look. You inched yourself away from him, mumbling that you meant nothing by it. “Oh really?” his eye still had that glint in it. You nodded your head worriedly, edging away.
He smirked, moving closer to you and suddenly you were writhing with giggles as he tickled you mercilessly. “DONGWOON!” you screamed, laughing as tears streamed down your face. “Don’t make me hurt you!”
You were lying on your side in bed, covers pulled up to your ears, though you wouldn’t have minded if you just let them engulf you completely. It was one of those days that everything seemed to be going wrong. All of your relationships felt messed up, your job was stressful and everything you tried doing ended up a disaster. More with anything you just wanted to sleep and hope the world would still turn without you.
There was a pressure on the mattress beside you followed by a warm hand laid on your back. You closed your eyes tight as he called your name worriedly. “Are you okay…?” his voice was tinted with so much concern.
As much as you wanted to say you were fine, to ignore how you felt; you couldn’t. It felt like too big of a lie to tell. And as selfish as it was, you wanted someone to make it better. You squeezed your eyes even tighter, forcing tears to fall from your eyes. “No…” you whimpered, clenching the sheets.
He smiled weakly, almost happy you weren’t trying to deny it. Slowly he lifted you up in a sort of sitting position. He tried to get a good look at you, tilting your chin up. He made you look into his eyes, and your lip began to quiver. You tried to blink them away, but the tears fell regardless.
He turned you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on top of yours. You cried into his shoulder and wrapped an arm around his neck. “Shh…” he rubbed your back warmly. He didn’t even have to ask what was wrong, and you loved him all the more for it.
His presence alone helped calm you, and soon you managed to control it. Sniffles escaped you every now and then, but he just squeezed you a little tighter. He released you slightly to rest his forehead against yours. He smiled weakly, reaching up to wipe some tears off of your face.
“Nothing’s going right…” you mumbled, searching his face. His eyes softened and he pressed his lips to your cheek, kissing away some of the tears.
“You’re not alone…” he smiled kindheartedly. “I think you’re the only thing I’ve ever gotten right.”
.
Hyunseung:
The room was dark, save for the light emitting from the TV. The giant lump in your throat threatened to choke you, and you couldn’t hold back the tears that ran down your face. Luckily, they were silent, but that didn’t stop the fact that your eyes were burning because of them.
You gripped the blanket hard, bringing it up to your chest. You brought your fist to your mouth, clamping your teeth on it to try and relieve some pain.
“Butterfree…” you wailed quietly, watching Ash foolishly let the Pokemon fly free. You would miss that damn butterfly.
“Are you… are you crying?” Hyunseung poked his head next to you, trying to get a better look at your face. Your eyes opened wide, trying to look away and hide them from him. He brought his hand to your face and wiped your cheek. “Are these…. Are these tears?”
“He’s saying goodbye forever, okay?” you whined, curling back up under your blanket.
“It’s a TV show!” Hyunseung practically laughed.
You frowned, hiding further under the blankets. “Junhyung would understand me…” you mumbled, sending him a look.
“Maybe if it was Pikachu…”
“Well maybe I have just as much of a special bond with Butterfree,” you countered, crossing your arms.
“That doesn’t mean you have to cry over it…”
You gave him a stern look. He looked entirely un-phased. “C’mere,” you reached for him, rustling his hair. “I’ll give you something to cry about—”
.
Junhyung:
You were an absolute mess and you knew it. The white walls of the hospital waiting room taunted you. It felt like you had been sitting there for ages; no news, no nothing. You had been there for hours, but they still couldn’t do anything about it.
The accident sounded devastating. You couldn’t lose your two best friends in one night. That was just too much for one person to take. You felt hollow, but somehow your chest was heavy.
You called Junhyung to tell him what was going on; there was no way you were leaving tonight. You tried to numb yourself into a state of unfeeling, but that burning sensation behind your eyes reminded you where you were and why.
You heard a familiar voice breathe your name close by. You had to physically force yourself out of it. Slowly you turned your head, your vision a little blurred as Junhyung knelt down beside you, concern written all over his face. One look at him and a sob rippled through you, shaking your whole frame.
“Junhyung…” you cried, lip quivering. You wrapped your arms around him and began sobbing as he took a seat beside you. He put a hand on the back of your head and held you to his shoulder. “I’m scared…” you barely breathed, your voice quiet.
“I know…” He pulled you tighter, kissing your forehead. “I know…” His hands were warm and comforting as he held you close. Occasionally he would wipe some tears off your face or whisper in your ear; but mainly he just held you. It was exactly what you needed.
You whimpered, coughing through the tears as you felt them gradually become less and less. He leaned back further in the seat, resting you comfortably on his chest. Slowly you could feel your eyelids grow heavy and the exhaustion seep in. Soon you were falling asleep, the comfort of his arms keeping you safe and his steady breathing reminding you that he was still there.
.
Yoseob:
When you hung up the phone, it felt like you had lost all your strength. You grabbed onto the wall for support, but it did nothing. Your legs buckled beneath you and you collapsed to the ground. You couldn’t bring yourself to care as you stared out at nothing; your eyes began to fill with tears.
To think, that in an instant one person could be out of your life forever. Someone who had been with you every step of the way was gone. You would never hear her voice again, never laugh with her, never hold her hand. You never even got to say goodbye.
Slowly you moved yourself against the wall, hoping for some sort of support. You heard your phone ring somewhere beyond your reach, but you had no strength to grab it. A sob choked you, and you felt your body convulse under its weight.
You couldn’t be bothered to count the amount of times your phone went off. You felt detached from everything; as if only string was keeping you to the world and it suddenly snapped.
You didn’t register the sound of the front door opening, or anything after that until a figure came into your line of vision. You looked up, finding Yoseob standing near the entrance, eyes terrified as he looked at you. He knew your grandmother was in the hospital; so you were certain he realized what happened. Unrestrained tears poured out of you, and you couldn’t even try to stop them. “Yoseob…” you choked out, reaching for him like a child for their parent.
Immediately he was at your side, sitting opposite you as he took you in his arms. The sobs threatened to break out as you buried your face in his shoulder. “She’s gone…” you whimpered. “Gone…” You felt like there was gaping hole in your chest, every time you took a breath you could feel it; with every gasp your heart broke again. He wrapped a large hand around the back of your head, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
You began shaking from the sobs and tried to gasp for air to breathe properly; but it didn’t feel like you could. Your breath was continuously cut off. You could feel hot tears fall on your neck, and you squeezed him tighter, knowing he was with you.
Sobs eventually turned to silent tears and then stopped altogether; but he didn’t let go.
Every part of your body felt completely drained and you knew that even if you tried to stand your legs would give way under you. Your eyes were growing heavy, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep them open. He must have noticed, for the next thing you knew he was lifting you up, carefully carrying you to bed.
Gently, he laid you down, brushing your hair out of your face. His lips pressed to your forehead softly, and quietly he laid down beside you and pulled you against his chest. “I’m here,” he whispered, kissing you once more.
.
Kikwang:
You were so nervous you could barely breathe right. You peeked your head around the side of the curtain, staring at the audience you would soon have to perform in front of. You had no idea how you were going to pull this off.
You tried to take a deep breath, but it came out in staggers. Your palms were sweating. Your hands were shaking. You twisted your hands on the bottom of your shirt, a nervous habit you knew you should probably stop.
More than anything you just wanted him to be there and tell you it was going to be okay. His sturdy arms would keep you steady; but you knew it wouldn’t happen. He had to record tonight. You figured at least you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of him.
So you began pacing. You closed your eyes, repeating the motions in your head. You hoped you wouldn’t forget anything. With another deep breath you opened your eyes. A hand was waving at you, coming your way. “Ki… Kwang?” your voice came out on its own.
“Hey…” he walked up to you, a huge smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around you.
“I thought… I thought you had to record tonight?” you asked, your voice far away still lost in confusion.
He grinned, rubbing your arm affectionately. “I asked them to finish my part first so I could come see you,” he kissed your forehead. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”
You stared up at him, eyes tracing his face. You don’t know why, but you starting tearing up. He was the most perfect being in the world. Immediately you flung your arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. “Thank you…” you breathed, squeezing him tighter.
He smiled, burying his face in your hair. “You’re going to do great,” he kissed the top of your head. “I know it.”
“I’m so nervous…” you confessed, mumbling into his chest. “Will you still love me even if I fail miserably?”
He chuckled, rustling your hair. “I’ll love you no matter what,” he smiled, holding you out in front of him. He tapped the end of your nose and wiped away a few tears on your cheek. “But I know that’ll never happen.”
.
Dongwoon:
You screamed, running away from Dongwoon with a laugh. “Stay away from me!” you yelled, rounding the corner and checking to see if he was following you. You knew it was probably a bad idea to flick him on the nose to wake him up, but it always proved to be worth it.
You stopped looking where you were going and stubbed your foot against the table. You actually screamed, immediately beginning to limp as you went. Dongwoon entered the room, his game face on. You tried to hurry away, but fate intervened and you stubbed the same toe again even harder.
You cried out, letting out a long string of profanities as you fell to the ground. You breathed in through clenched teeth, gripping your foot.
Dongwoon collapsed, laughing beside you. “That’s what you get!”
The pain stung so bad you started to feel your eyes burning a little. It wasn’t on purpose, it was more your body’s natural reaction. You tried to fight it as hard as you could, but you still felt your vision go a little blurry. “It hurts…” you seethed.
“C’mon it can’t be that bad…” he mumbled, gently lifting your foot into his hand. You winced, eyes closing.
“Just because your feet are used to this kind of abuse doesn’t mean everyone else’s are…” you mumbled.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” he laughed, lowering your foot back down on the floor and giving you a look. You inched yourself away from him, mumbling that you meant nothing by it. “Oh really?” his eye still had that glint in it. You nodded your head worriedly, edging away.
He smirked, moving closer to you and suddenly you were writhing with giggles as he tickled you mercilessly. “DONGWOON!” you screamed, laughing as tears streamed down your face. “Don’t make me hurt you!”
[Voice Korea 'Top 5 V Type Idol']
1. Sistar - Hyorin
2. B2ST - Yoseob
3. F(x) - Luna
4. MBLAQ - G.O
5. Infinite - Sunggyu
[Info]
Music Bank in Jakarta, May 2012!
Possible line-up: SNSD, UKISS, MISS A, 2PM, T-ARA, SHINEE, 4MINUTE, SISTAR
Possible line-up: SNSD, UKISS, MISS A, 2PM, T-ARA, SHINEE, 4MINUTE, SISTAR
[DETAIL/INFO] BEAST – “BEAUTIFUL SHOW” IN JAKARTA, INDONESIA! 17TH MARCH 2012!
DATE: 17th March 2012
VENUE: JITEC, Mangga dua square, Jakarta.
VENUE: JITEC, Mangga dua square, Jakarta.
After a huge success bringing the sensational Korean boyband 2PM on november 2011, this year Marygops Studios will yet again be making the Korean boyband fanatics scream in hysteria. B2ST will be holding their world tour concepted as “The Beautiful Show“ where they will perform in 17 cities in 12 countries in Asia, Europe, Nort and South America.
BEAST or better known as B2ST will be performing and will absolutely electrify the whole of Indonesia. In a prestiged music festival in South Korea in December 2011 “KBS Music Festival“ B2ST won the “Song of the Year“ for their song “Fiction“.
“From surveys that we ask to all music enthusiasts in Indonesia through twitter, the most popular answer we received were fans asking us to have B2ST perform in Jakarta; and thus making it a strong foundation for us to finally bring B2ST here,“ states Peter Harjani, Project and Creative Director of Marygops Studios.
B2ST consists of 6 members: Yoon Doo-joon, Jang Hyun-seung, Yong Jun-hyung, Yang Yo-seob, Lee Gi-kwang, and Son Dong-woon. They are a talented bunch as their album “Fiction and Fact“ has been reviewed positively as it shows the group‘s talent and ability in music and also their voices that stunned Korea. “All the B2uty ( fans of B2ST ) can finally end their longing to see B2ST perform live in Jakarta, as they will be in-front of our eyes on the 17th of March 2012“ adds Shaane Harjani, Marygops Studios Managing Director.
Many of the achievements B2ST has received is well acknowledged, thus it is not surprising to hear that B2ST is one of the most crazed about K-POP boybands in the whole of Asia. In February 2011, they released a video clip and also a debut album in Japanese which both immedeately got them to reach number 2 in the Oricon weekly charts in Japan. This has made B2ST as the highest reaching non-Japanese, debut single artist, surpassing Bing Bang which reached number 3 on the Oricon charts.
“B2ST will bring us all their best hits and many more songs from their new album,“ says Neelam Vaswani the Marketing Director of Marygops Studios. Neelam adds that like many Korean artists, the stage act given to us by B2ST will not be any less spectacular and satisfaction guaranteed to all Indonesian B2UTY’s.
Tickets will be on sale at www.rajakarcis.com and www.tiket.com starting on the 11th February 2012
| DIAMOND | Rp. 1.750.000 |
| GOLD | Rp. 1.250.000 |
| SILVER | Rp. 700.000 |
| BRONZE | Rp. 500.000 |
| FESTIVAL | Rp. 850.000 |
Jumat, 27 Januari 2012
26 Januari, B2ST Rilis Digital Single 'I Knew It'
Lagu ballad, akan menjadi satu dari sekian lagu baru yang akan ditampilkan B2ST dalam tur dunia mereka. Untuk lagu lainnya, dengan genre yang berbeda, dan list lagu akan dirilis secara digital di kemudian hari.
Dilansir koreaboo.com, tur dunia B2ST, Beautiful Show akan dimulai di Seoul pada 4-5 Februari mendatang. Mereka juga akan mengunjungi beberapa negara lain dan kota seperti di Jerman, Inggris, Spanyol. Amerika, Kanada, Singapura, Jepang, Thailand, China, Taiwan, Indonesia, Hong Kong, dan Filipina
B2ST Batalkan Konser di Inggris dan Brazil
Boyband populer Korea, B2ST sebelumnya mengumumkan bahwa mereka akan menggelar tur dunia di 21 kota tahun ini yang mencakup Amerika Utara, Amerika Selatan, Asia, dan Eropa.
Dilansir allkpop.com, sayangnya, B2ST mengungkapkan bahwa mereka tidak bisa tampil di hadapan penggemar di Brazil dan Inggris.
Untuk fans di Inggris
Dalam kedua video itu, B2ST menyatakan penyesalannya atas pembatalan konser mereka di kedua tempat itu. Namun mereka juga memberikan pesan harapan, bahwa itu tidak akan terjadi di tempat lain. Mereka juga berjanji untuk kembali ke Inggris dan Brazil di kemudian hari untuk menyuguhkan sesuatu yang lebih menakjubkan.
Disebutkan, bahwa konser mereka, Beautiful Show juga akan mengunjungi Indonesia. Nah, B2uty, kita berharap semoga tidak ada pembatalan serupa
Dilansir allkpop.com, sayangnya, B2ST mengungkapkan bahwa mereka tidak bisa tampil di hadapan penggemar di Brazil dan Inggris.
Untuk fans di Inggris
Dalam kedua video itu, B2ST menyatakan penyesalannya atas pembatalan konser mereka di kedua tempat itu. Namun mereka juga memberikan pesan harapan, bahwa itu tidak akan terjadi di tempat lain. Mereka juga berjanji untuk kembali ke Inggris dan Brazil di kemudian hari untuk menyuguhkan sesuatu yang lebih menakjubkan.
Disebutkan, bahwa konser mereka, Beautiful Show juga akan mengunjungi Indonesia. Nah, B2uty, kita berharap semoga tidak ada pembatalan serupa
Beast Rilis MV Singkat 'I knew It'
Dongwoon menjadi model utama dalam MV dan menunjukkan kemampuan aktingnya yang mendapatkan pujian dari sutradara Zany Bros, di mana dia berkata bahwa Dongwoon harus mencoba serius untuk terjun ke dunia akting karena bakatnya.
Kamis (26/1), agensi Cube Entertainment akhirnya merilis apa yang disebut sebagai MV dengan sebuah tema dan digital single untuk I Knew It. Dan semua yang sudah menyaksikannya setuju dengan sang sutradara mengenai akting Dongwoon yang begitu kuat.
Jumat, 13 Januari 2012
bingung
Lagi bingung nih,
aku tuh sebenernya suka sama tu orang apa kagak sih???
#bagi yang tau tentang ini aku minta comment nya dong - makasih :))
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