This is my second time posting a blog and honestly, I know I should be finishing my fanfic and I'll try to get to that and probably also edit some stuff with the typos and all. Maybe put all the chapters together?

LOL

Anyways, I started this blog because today, my mom finally told me I've gone overboard with my interest in Kpop. My aunt told me about this but now, my mom's even rowing with the boat. They keep saying that I should patronize our country and yeah, I do that. I mean, they're just not here to monitor me listening to Side A or Gloc 9. I'm not here to defend myself its just that they don't get how much Kpop actually helped me through a lot of things. They don't understand how the music I'm listening to actually pulled me away from the edge of insanity. They don't know how many times I've tried to give up on life, staying up on all nighters just to finish a school project. They don't know how much I've wanted to just run away from the pressure being put upon me by not only them but from the other adults as well. They don't understand how much B.A.P's Unbreakable and BTS's Tomorrow actually saved me from going insane.

True, I have friends and I love my family but sometimes the words you want to hear does not always come from them, they come from the songs you listen to, even if it is in a different language. They don't know how many friends I've gained because of Kpop. It's sad how they're trying to keep me from being myself and just love what I love.

I have to put on earphones just so that I don't have to disturb them. Trying to not let it phase me because apparently I'm supposed to be strong enough to ignore it. What does strong enough even mean? I wouldn't know. Apparently, everything I do already feels like a facade already. Pitiful huh? 

No, I won't stop liking Kpop. Believe it or not, its what puts me through the day. Its what keeps in character. I'm pretty sure a lot of kids experience the same thing I do. They won't understand. Probably never will. But hey, you gotta love what you gotta love right? Sometimes you need to hold on to that cushion that binds you to sanity. To me, that's the music I listen to.