Today- well, yesterday actually, I realized the power I have to hurt people. Not physically; hurting people physically is something we’ve all been born with, and we abuse as we grow older. The power to hurt somebody emotionally, to scar them, and leave them with a pain that lasts far longer than any physical pain. The power to change who they are and who they become.
A simple action, or a simple word, or even just a lack of action or word, can cause the greatest pain. I always thought that I’m such a small being in this world, I can’t change a thing. One word I say won’t make a difference to the world. One word I say can make a difference in a person’s life.
People change with the experiences they encounter, with the people they interact with. I’m ashamed to say that I’ve changed people’s lives- that I’ve caused them pain. I’m ashamed to have this power. I’m ashamed that I’ve used it, and have realized it only after all the consequences have been distributed.
I don’t want this power. I don’t want to hurt anybody anymore.
They say that I’m perfect for you, that we’re better together. But I often say that she’s still better, that she have something I don’t. And when they ask what that is, I look down holding my chest and say, “your heart.”
ONE: BEAUTY I wish I was pretty. I wish I was beautiful. I wish I didn’t have to wear make-up and still looked decent. Don’t get me wrong. I love make-up. It’s definitely fun to put on. Just sometimes, I’m really not in the mood, but I can’t NOT put on make-up and go out and feel secure about myself when I look horrid. I really want to be pretty.
TWO: INTELLIGENCE I wish I could be smart and get good grades without trying. I know this is probably the laziest thing in the world, but it’s true. I envy the people who are smart enough to do well without putting in the effort. God knows that in order for me to do well, I DEFINITELY need to put in the effort.
THREE: THIN I’ve hated myself for my body shape. I can nitpick on certain parts all I want, but at the end of the day, I’m fat. My arms are flabby and are huge. My calves are monstrous. I have thunder thighs. My shoulders are broad and disgusting. I really disgust myself. But I’m never able to commit to a diet in order to lose weight.. I love food too much…
FOUR: MUSICAL ABILITY I can’t play any instruments, nor can I sing. It’s seriously depressing, especially because I’m asian. Everyone around me can play piano or sing or play violin or play guitar. Then there’s me, totally void of musical talent at all. It sucks so hard! I wish I got violin lessons as a kid, or was smart enough to be able to teach myself guitar.
FIVE: WORK ETHIC I’m not stupid. I’m actually pretty smart if I put in a little effort. (That sentence should go in PRIDE). I wish I had a stronger work ethic. I wish I developed one early first year, actually. But now, I just wish my work ethic was intense that I could study when I had to and do well like I should. I am thankful for my friends who are currently helping me gain a better work ethic <3 ! You guys are my saviours.
SIX: NORMALITY People are always telling me how crazy I am, how abnormal I am, how weird I am. They say I should be more normal. They call me crazy and laugh at me for things. They say I’m obsessive and creepy. They tell me I should go die already. I want to be normal, but what is normal? Is there a certain way to act- to dress- to be- to say? What is normal.
SEVEN: LOVED And I mean TRULY loved. I know my immediate family loves me very much. I want to be truly loved. I don’t think I ever have. I’ve had a slew of boyfriends, and being their “first love”, I know their feelings were never true like I wanted it to be. They were not in love with ME, but it’s just that they loved the idea of us. My last relationship made me believe in love, believe in us, and believe in myself— but he was able to give up on us after all that. I don’t want to give up, but if I’m evidently interfering in his new life. I know that it’s in my place to back off. I never want to give up on things I truly believe in..
Wow, that took infinitely less time that the PRIDE. Guess I know what vice I have. I swear there are a TON more things I could’ve added to this list, but I put whatever came to mind first.
I’d rather be a silly crybaby, than have something to really cry about.
No one will ever see my tears again. Only you made me feel less pathetic when I couldn’t hold back tears for whatever reason, which only made me cry more… But it was out of happiness, because I knew how lucky I was to be with you.
Having something to really cry about is better than having nothing to cry about. I’d rather know all the pain in the world and have felt your love than know no pain at all. I’d rather shed a million tears, than to never have to feel. I was always crying about everything, and you were always there to make me feel better. Maybe you made me into more of a crybaby than I bargained for, but I was happy… because I knew you’d always be there.
I’d rather be there for you, than away as a busy millionaire.
What good is life without your loved ones? If you’re away from your family all the time then you still have your family, because your family will always love you. But even though you still have your family, your family doesn’t have you. If my whole heart is always there for you, can a piece of yours be here with me too?…
You always said told me what’s the point of doing well and being successful if you can’t share it with the one you truly love. I always told you that it was the wrong way to think because I always though that success would bring happiness. But what good IS life without your loved ones? It’s no good. I know now. I knew you’d always love me unconditionally, but that was never enough… I know now that I was wrong, and that I always want to be there for you— no matter what the sacrifice is, because I want to believe in a future in which I will be happy. My heart will always be yours.
I’d rather sing alone with you, than sing with the safety of an entire choir.
I’ve had many dead-end musical projects in my life. They all had some progress in some way or another but they all failed or died because there wasn’t enough desire to actually do it and see it through. There’s only been one music related thing I’ve wanted so badly that I’ve been secretly saving for and planning for for months on end, and it’s also the one project I never got the joy to see come alive at all. I know I’m not much of a musician and you aren’t very confident in your voice, but even if we didn’t ever record like we joked and I hoped about… Can you listen to me play our song one more time?… Can you sing me our song one more time?… Do you still remember the old magical piano that could play better than new, in that small dark room? It’s still there and I still remember our song…
I whispered the lyrics to our song the other day. It made you unhappy. You asked me how lyrics I made before could be used now. You’re right. We’ve been through the same things over and over again. We replay the same song often. But that doesn’t mean we don’t also have different songs to play, it doesn’t mean we’re not constantly improving our voices and our songs. I dream of it often… the sound of your piano playing our song. It’s something that seems so far away, I’m afraid that I’ll forget. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to hear the sound of love anymore, and then I’ll truly be left with nothing…
I’d rather lose my voice, than lose my heart.
If one loses their voice, sure they can’t tell someone they love them anymore, but I realize now that saying it doesn’t mean very much anymore these days. I didn’t realize that in time before. I didn’t realize that if you don’t have a voice you can’t tell someone you love them… But if I have a heart, then I can show you that “I love you” more than any words could ever say.
I would give up my voice, my sight, my hearing to be with my true love. Love is something that is felt with the heart, it’s not something to be heard, or vocalized, or seen. Hearing, seeing, saying are just a few of the ways to show it. I want to feel your love and I want you to feel mine. I didn’t show you my love, but I hoped you always knew of it. Maybe I should’ve been more vocal, more sightful, more listening… I want to show you that my love is everlasting, that it’s stable and will withstand all things. My heart is still with you, can you feel it…? That’s the feeling of my love for you…
I’d rather find out what Love is, what Always is, what Forever is, what Happiness is… with You… Even if it’s harder… Even if it takes longer… Even if it hurts more… Than if I had tried to learn those things on my own.
Because I Love You
And I will always love you… So let me learn what love is, what always is, what forever is, what happiness is… Let me learn it by your side. So that even though it will be harder, and it may take longer, and we will feel all the pain in the world… we’ll be together, and it’ll be okay. Because those lessons are impossible to learn on my own… I know this now.
I’d rather wait… forever and alwaysl… for you than to have to live a life of emptiness, of sadness… without your love.
I finally caught up to the latest episode of Gossip Girl. There’s so much that have gone on with other characters that’s actually interesting, but of course, Chuck and Blair are the only ones I really care about after all. So in this super long post, I’ll give you the back story— and then my thoughts.
Spoilers for Season 3 and 4 (You’ve been warned)
So Season 3 ended with C having slept with J because B didn’t show up before the time limit that C gave her before he’d “close his heart off to her forever”. In his sadness, C + J = hardly legal sex, no regrets… or so he thought. B shows up at his apartment awhile later, after arriving late to the building and finding the flowers he was going to give her in the garbage. She tells him that she couldn’t go because Dorota, her maid, went into labour. She tells him that she was planning to go the whole time, and proves it with the flowers she picked out of the trash. So C is obviously ecstatic because it means that B still loved C all along. The only problem is… little J, in the bedroom. She stealthily leaves, and you might think that’s the end of it. Awhile later, C, with his wedding ring prepped, is about to propose to B— as was his original plan— and here comes lonelyboy to expose C. Lonelyboy is furious, C is in shock, J is crying, and B is just mortified. B banishes J. C tries to apologize and make excuses, but B doesn’t want to listen. B is heartbroken, and decides that she will leave C forever.
When I watched this, I literally started crying. Chuck looked SO happy when he was taking out the wedding ring, and then just BAM, Dan comes and everything falls to pieces. I’m not saying Chuck was right to have done what he did even if he was heartbroken, but AH, it just sucks so hard. I think if I were in Blair’s shoes, I’d feel the same way, especially since Blair hated Jenny to begin with.. It’s like if Kevin slept with Lily because I broke his heart. I think I’d go crazy with sorrow. This was seriously depressing…
So now we’re in Season 4. C, in his sorrow, wandered the streets, and got mugged. While being mugged, the thieves tried to take the ring, and C holds onto it with his dear life, begging to just let him keep the box. He ends up getting stabbed and he passes out. B is in Paris with S, and they’re trying to get over what happened last season. We now see C and he is saved by a woman named Eva. They are also in France and have grown super close because she loves him for him. UGH. Why are they so lovey dovey? Anyway, B sees C right before they leave. S seeks C and tells him to go home because he has responsibilities that he can’t leave— he can’t just “start over” and life can’t be like that. So C brings Eva back and introduces her to everyone as the person who changed Chuck Bass. B tries sabotaging them for “C’s sake”, even though it’s quite evident that she’s jealous and still loves him.
Okay, sure, she’s a good person; sure, she looks for the best in everyone; sure, she’s not in it for the money— but STILL, how can you just FORGET someone you were going to propose to after one summer? Sure she broke your heart after you broke hers. But let’s face it, they’ve broken each others hearts many many times. They’ve been through so much. So much pain, so much hurt, so many tears, so many lies, so much gossip, so much drama— like they said before, was it really all for nothing? I was honestly furious every time I saw Eva and Chuck. I was furious that he was becoming a different person, not the Chuck Bass we know. The old Chuck Bass is better. I guess in the end, as Serena said, what’s important was that Chuck was happy— even if his happiness wasn’t close to what he had before..
So B successfully drives Eva out by framing her for having C’s passport in her suitcase (which would mean she knew who C was all this time and is using him). C believes B and gets mad at Eva. He finds out the truth, but it’s too late. Eva is leaving and tells him that he still loves B, despite all that has happened, and that they have an undeniable/unbreakable bond. (YAY!) C hates B now because she drove away his everything because of spite. He asks many times if B still loves him, and she denies everytime, saying that she could never love someone who has hurt her so. Official war between B and C starts now. And it’s honestly horrible to see two people who love each other at each other’s throats, maliciously. Even little J, who comes back for a day, makes the comment about them “You two used to be in love, and together, you were invincible. But now that you’ve turned against each other, it’s just a matter of time before your mutual destruction.” That night, B returns to her room, and C appears. They decide to call it a truce. They shake hands, and C grabs onto hers, with sadness in his eyes. She pulls away… Sadface :(! Anyway, tired of their antics and unwilling to see this happen again, S and N propose an official truce— with a peace treaty and everything. Yes, it’s an actual document to “end the war”. So for a long long time, they go through every “clause” and treaty to end the war! (P.S. No touching happens to be one of their clauses LOL) Anyway, lonelyboy and Eric try to sabotage them to teach them a lesson, and like FAIL horribly. We get to see B and C together in action again <3 ~!
I’m glad to see Blair and Chuck put their differences aside! I don’t know how much more I could stand seeing them against each other. It was hilarious when Dan tried to mess them up. His failure was the highlight of the episode— really. I was glad that Jenny said that. That SOMEONE finally pointed out that they used to be in love. That they used to be perfect and invincible together. I hate to be saying it, but thank you Jenny.
B’s 20th birthday is coming up! In an attempt to sabotage B, lonelyboy (AGAIN) and Eric, as an unwilling accomplice, play an embarassing video of B doing karaoke. It turns out alright, because it was just her being silly. Either way, she thought it was C trying to sabotage her and gets pissed at him. They end up dissolving the treaty.. One thing leads to another. B and C succumb to their undeniable passion for each other (a.k.a. they have crazy sex… a billion times). They’ve longed for each other’s touch so much that they’re all over each other… everywhere. Even in public. They realize they have a problem LOL. C believes in ‘immersion therapy’ (aka having as much sex as possible in the next 24 hours), where as B begins her ‘avoid Chuck’ therapy.
So I’m so excited to see that Blair and Chuck are checking again, even if it’s only because of their passion for each other. Though, it’s clear that they still have feelings for each other. Blair’s way too scared to admit it. She doesn’t want to get hurt anymore, so she pushes her feelings away. Fair enough… *Sigh…
Thanks to N’s mom, B has a chance at becoming the new face of KC, but in order to do that, they want a woman who is empowered— aka without a man. Because men make women unempowered or some bullshit like that. Anyway, B makes it clear that she chooses her future over C; C also agrees that being with B isn’t good for his image as a hotel businessman, and they leave. When she sees that C sends for the restaurant to bring the food up to B, she decides to go, literally half-naked, to his party.
Blair: Dorota’s distracting the board with Delucie’s cavatelli until I get back. [sighs] I heard what you said. Chuck: What conversation are you referring to exactly? Blair: Three one syllable words that, under the circumstances, you may or may not have meant. Chuck: Do you want me to have meant them? Blair: If they were true, I would want to know. [silence] Of course. People do lose their rational thought during sex. They bark and scream out for God and their mothers. Well…I should get back to Anne. Chuck: I meant it, Blair… with all my heart. You gonna say something this time? Blair: I will. I mean… I do.
However, the three witches (Juliet, V, and little J) expose her to N’s mom, and B loses her chance to be the new face of KC. On the other hand, C’s rep comes and tells him that him being with B will actually boost his publicity and make his hotel more popular. Although B is stoked to be with C, she wants a future as a powerful woman. B decides to leave C until she is accomplished.
Blair: I followed my heart all last year and it led me nowhere. Now I need to follow my head. Chuck: You don’t need to choose between them. Look at Brand and Angelina. They take turns on top. Blair: Yeah, but she won an oscar first. I’m sorry, but I have to be Blair Waldorf before I can be Chuck Bass’ girlfriend. Chuck: I love you. Blair: I love you, too. I don’t expect you to wait. Chuck: If two people are meant to be together, eventually they’ll find their way back. Blair: Do you really believe that? Chuck: I do.Blair: So do I.
It’s the saddest thing that Blair and Chuck can’t be together. They’re both so prideful, always putting their feelings aside for their careers— which is a good thing, but they were able to do so well together in Season 3, while still being together. It’s still possible, Blair’s just too scared to admit it. I’m so happy that they’ve admitted to loving each other though, because they honestly really do have true love. The type that can survive through anything. So they’ll be able to survive through this as well. I can understand how Blair feels though. I felt that way too when I felt I was starting to use my identity as Michelle. I hope Blair is able to find herself soon… because as Chuck once said, “Next time you forget you’re Blair Waldorf, remember that I’m Chuck Bass, and I love you.” Sweetest thing ever, right? I swear, these two are so sweet, they’re perfect. I think I base my love life on theirs. Horrible, I know. If I had to pick a place as to where I was right now according to their love life. I’m back at the beginning of Season 4. Where Chuck could care less about Blair because he has Eva. That’s exactly where I am. Woo. And I totally get what Blair means when she says that people say things in times of passion that they don’t mean— because it’s true. Sad, but true. But yes, Chuck loves her. He was so happy when his rep told him that he could be with Blair again. His face honestly lit up. They’re love knows no bounds and is truly endless and timeless. I know this is just a TV show, but I really want a love like Chuck and Blair’s. I love how they’re just.. they always come back together. Even when it seems like it’ll be impossible for them. I mean Blair hardcore rejected him (Chuck really did eff up though), then Chuck got a new girlfriend he honestly told and showed off to the world about how she was the most wonderful thing that ever happened to him (poor Blair! Q—Q), then Blair goes and runs her out of town (YES! YOU GO GIRL!), then they war against each other and make each other lose things important to them— including academic success (I’d be pissed, he doesn’t even care about school!), and then they go back and forth between wanting to be together and not because of their careers and future. I know that in the end, they’ll find the balance. They always have. Chuck and Blair forever. <3
I love S Club 7 ! They had the best songs ever, seriously <3 ! So this year for sure… the greatest gift that there could be, wrapped underneath my Christmas tree, will be the same my whole life through, I’d spend a perfect Christmas with you. Though the winter seems so long, my faith in love has kept me strong, so if I had one wish come true, I’d spend my perfect Christmas… with you.
my fingers are in pain from stabbing myself with a needle all night trying to sew the petals together beautifully. my thumbs are scrapped and burnt from burning the edges of my love letter to you. i have a burn mark on my hand from the glue gun when i was making the stem to my felt rose. i kept falling asleep, but i wanted to finish this… and in the end, it took longer than i thought.
my heart is pounding so much, i don’t think i can fall asleep. i want to wait for you to come home, but i know i should sleep.
you may not be mine anymore… you may even be in the process of becoming someone else’s. but i am not going to lose you. not now, not ever.
i love you too much to let you go. i believe in our love too much to let it die. i will not give up anymore. i will not run anymore. i will face my feelings. i will own up to my actions and decisions.
So I’ve decided— these are going to end up in my wedding vows when I write them when I get married to the most wonderful person in the world. This is beautiful. I’ve always been wary of promises, because I felt like they’ve been broken all around me. I want to trust and be able to make promises that I won’t have to doubt that I’ll keep— because I know I will.
I promise to be your warm spot to cuddle up to when you feel cold. I promise to be your soft place to land if you should fall. I promise to be the first one to say I am sorry (even if I was right). I promise to be there for you in all of your times of joy and sorrow . I promise to support you no matter what your decision (even if I don’t agree). I promise to make a new memory with you each and every day. I promise to love you without change. I promise to make you laugh. I promise to make you cry. I promise to give you strength when you are weak. I promise to love you forever. I promise to cherish you and your love. I promise to compromise with you. I promise to make you and our children my first priority. I promise to never take your love for granted. I promise to never lose faith in you. I promise to never give you a reason to distrust me. I promise to always trust you. I promise to work with you to resolve our conflicts. I promise to always be proud of you. I promise to never let you feel alone in this world. I promise to find new ways everyday to keep the fires of passion burning. I promise to be the best mom I can to our children. I promise to always keep you as an equal partner. I promise to never say things to you in anger. I promise to be your partner for life. I promise to be your shelter from the storm.
I hope I can experience a love as deep as this one day as well !
While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life changing experiences that you hear other people talk about, the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly.
This one occurred a mere two feet away from me. Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jet way, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family.
First he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other’s face, I heard the father say, “It’s so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!” His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, “Me, too, Dad!”
Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son’s face in his hands said, “You’re already quite the young man. I love you very much, Zach!” They too hugged a most loving, tender hug.
While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother’s arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, “Hi, baby girl!” as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder, motionless in pure contentment.
After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, “I’ve saved the best for last,” and proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing. He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then silently mouthed, “I love you so much!” They stared at each other’s eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands. For an instant they reminded me of newlyweds, but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn’t possibly be.
I puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm’s length away from me. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I was invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, “Wow! How long have you two been married?”
"Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those," he replied, without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife’s face.
"Well, then, how long have you been away?" I asked.
The man finally turned and looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile.
"Two whole days!"
Two days? I was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, I had assumed he’d been gone for at least several weeks, if not months. I know my expression betrayed me, I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), “I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!”
The man suddenly stopped smiling. He looked me straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, “Don’t hope, friend…decide!”
Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, “God bless!” With that, he and his family turned and strode away together. I was still watching that exceptional man and his special family walk just out of sight when my friend came up to me and asked, “What’cha looking at?”
Without hesitating, and with a curious sense of certainty, I replied, “My future!”
I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you.
All you can do is be someone who can be loved.
The rest is up to them.
I’ve learned that no matter how much I care,
some people just don’t care back.
And it’s not the end of the world.
I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust,
and only seconds to destroy it.
I’ve learned that it’s not what you have in your life,
but who you have in your life that counts.
I’ve learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.
After that, you’d better know something.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself
to the best others can do,
but to the best you can do.
I’ve learned that it’s not what happens to people,
It’s what they do about it.
I’ve learned that no matter how thin you slice it,
there are always two sides.
I’ve learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.
I’ve learned that you can keep going
long after you think you can’t.
I’ve learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done
When it needs to be done
regardless of the consequences.
I’ve learned that there are people who love you dearly,
but just don’t know how to show it.
I’ve learned that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn’t five me the right to be cruel.
I’ve learned that true friendship continues to grow even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.
I’ve learned that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to
doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.
I’ve learned that no matter how good a friend is,
they’re going to hurt you every once in a while
and you must forgive them for that.
I’ve learned that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken,
the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
I’ve learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.
I’ve learned that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean that they don’t love each other.
And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.
I’ve learned that sometimes you have to put the individual
ahead of their actions.
I’ve learned that two people can look at the exact same thing
and see something totally different.
I’ve learned that no matter the consequences,
those who are honest with themselves get farther in life.
I’ve learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours
by people who don’t even know you.
I’ve learned that even when you think you have no more to give,
when a friend cries out to you,
you will find the strength to help.
I’ve learned that writing,
as well as talking,
can ease emotional pains.
I’ve learned that the people you care most about in life
are taken from you too soon.
I’ve learned that it’s hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice
and not hurting people’s feelings and standing up for what you believe.
I’ve learned to love
and be loved.
Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren’t as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they’re amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree. borrowed from megan
it’s exam season, but it’s also christmas season! (click the title) exams may suck but that doesn’t mean it should kill your christmas spirit. a list of christmas songs to search up and listen to (you can find versions sung by your favourite “more modern” artists as well— though the classics always rock :D)
best way to up your spirits while studying = christmas music for sure :)
some personal favourites (not including those already on the list): > This Gift - 98 degrees > Winter Wonderland - Jason Mraz > GLEE’s Christmas Album > When Christmas Comes to Town - The Polar Express OST > Itsuka no Merry Christmas - Ayumi Hamasaki ft. Gackt > Snow Dream - SM Town > Perfect Christmas - S Club 7 > My Grown Up Christmas List - Kelly Clarkson > All I Want For Christmas - Mariah Carey > Magic Castle - DBSK
There’s probably more… but BACK TO STUDYING! (Here’s hoping that Stats doesn’t kill me!)