I have very few friends who support my love for well-dressed Korean boys and girls singing and dancing. In fact, when I first got hooked, they told me to stop listening to it, or at least stop fangirling between bites of my chicken burger at lunch every day. They simply didn't care. My dad even went so far as to criticize me. 

"You don't understand a word they're saying," he'd say.

"Ching chong, China man," he'd say. 

Not once did he let me forget how disappointed he was in my music taste. 

Then I met my friend's ex-girlfriend. Turned out, she's obsessed with Kpop just as much as I am, if not more. Unfortunately, my only means of communication ith her is via Facebook, so our fangirling is never fully expressed. The best we can get is caps lock and a random muddle of letters, but once we get started, there's no stopping us.

So I've been into Kpop for a good year and a half (I'm a newbie, yes, but I know just about as much as any one of you. I guarantee.) and I've snagged myslf a rediculously attractive Korean boyfriend. Before you ask, no. I'm not going out with him because he's Korean. Though, it does come in handy. He's my own personal translator. Did I mention he's attractive? Like... REALLY attractive. 

Having finally converted some of my friends into Kpop, more specifically Big Bang, life was pretty great. You can imagine my glee when I was just sitting in the computer lab "doing" my research task for science when I hear Fantastic Baby being played loudly at the back of the room. 

 

Of course, I recognised it the second I heard GD's " 여기 붙어라"... and began spazzing out.

That earned me some odd looks from my classmates.

A simple "Omg, it's Big Bang!" Got my friends involved in the fangirling. 

I then found out that the one who had put it on was non other than the creepy substitute teacher known to just about everyone in my grade as the older version of my friend. Apparently they look alike. I don't see it, but whatever. Point is, he's creepy. And he loves Kpop. 

Ignoring the disbelieveing stares of my classmates, I engaged in conversation with this teacher. We talked about how some songs need to be listened to multiple times before you start to like them, how y SNSD are, and how he didn't like SHINee's Sherlock. I died a little when he told me that. I then introduced him to NU'EST. About thirty seconds into watching the music video for Face, the bell rang for break. As soon as BeakHo began singing the second verse, he stood up and said "I've seen enough. I like them already!"

A week later, I was approached on the pathway by the footbal oval where my friends and I sit to eat lunch by none other than Mr Creepy-Geography-Teacher-Who-Subbed-For-My-Science-Teacher-That-One-Time-And-Is-Into-Kpop holding a USB. He wanted me to put some of the music videos I have saved on my laptop. So I did. 

Problem. 

It as taking FOREVER to load onto the thumbdrive! I told him I would give it to him when the bell rang. He agreed and walked off. First thing my best friend said? "Check if he has on it!" 

Get this. Mr CGTWSFMSTTOTAIIK came running back and told us that he "remembered what he had on there." Apparently, it wasn't something he could leave with us... 

Ever since then, I've had him come up to me when I'm just innocently walking by and tell me about that new Sistar video. The one with the bloopers. 

Whenever he approaches I get the whole "Here comes your best friend, Caitlin!" speech. 

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As you can tell, I like Gifs. Particularly ones I don't own... Such as these ones ^ . I'm also a very pittiful person.