Chapter 3 - Super Show
Off My Mind
This is it. I’ve had enough. Why can’t these people just accept us already? Can’t they see that with or without their protest, Zhoumi and I are still here? What’s wrong with these people?
I was really hurt today during the concert. Some of them were giving me silent treatment while some are chanting “protect only 13” when I steps on stage. Sadly, the same happens too when its Zhoumi’s turn. I decided to pour it all out on my baidu bar. It was still early in the morning, just a few minutes after 5, but I couldn’t sleep, not with all these stuck in my head, and my heart. I logged on and started writing from the bottom of my heart.
Dear all,I really don’t understand. Aren’t people supposed to care and to protect what is their own? We speak the same language, eat the same food, have the same customs and yet we are not welcome in our own country to perform. All we want to do is to express ourselves through performing and music but how can we do this when there is so much hate? Don’t you find it funny how we can perform in every other country without any problems except for our own home country? I I left my friends, family, and everything else back in Canada to pursue a dream all alone here in Asia. As a result, I have been hated ever since I first debuted in Korea in 2006 from fans. What more do you want from me? How do you think I or we both feel every time we go up on stage knowing people will be screaming for us to get off? I’ve tried to laugh it off for far too long now and can’t hold it in anymore. Just to let you know…we have feelings too. I will continue to work my hardest to bring the best performances for you all but today I’d just like to let you know a little about how I feel in the inside. I’m almost all out of breathe.
However…
qinxian men… (Strings)
mitang men… (Honeys)
xiexie nimen (Thank you all)
Thank you so much
I hope you all understand what I’m feeling.
*credits to Henry Baidu Bar*
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