Hey guys! It’s been awhile! I was going to make use of summer to write more stories but I just had to fall sick (right before my flight as well), but now I’m finally able to look at a screen (without feeling sick) and actually form somewhat coherent thoughts. Forgive me if this post or my next stories are full of mistakes – I think travelling with a 39.5 degree fever fried up a part of my brain :/

Anyways, I just felt like writing a little about G-dragon’s concert before I started writing any other stories. There are times when I’m grateful for currently living in Singapore, with G-dragon’s “world tour” (that ended up only in Asia) being one of them. I managed to get tickets to the concert on the 30^th of June, and this concert was extra exciting for me, as despite Singapore being a popular stop for many kpop groups, it was the first one I’ve ever been to.  (I also never understood how so many fans were able to buy tickets for both shows and buy all the overpriced official merchandise while I struggled to save up for even one ticket. Are all kpop fans filthy rich? :O I really suppose not.)

But going for this concert also made me realized how much of a fan I wasn’t. The amount of passion and devotion the other fans possessed really put my quiet admiration to shame. I honestly felt super guilty when I didn’t behave like the typical emotional spazzing 16-year-old fan when G-dragon first appeared at the concert venue. I was actually looking for a bathroom when I found myself in the middle of a screaming stampede – not that it was actually possible to see anything in front of the hordes of delirious fangirls and the sea of electronic devices lifted in the air. Personally, I didn’t feel the need to see Kwon Jiyong in all his perfection for an extra 3 seconds, considering we had a two-hour concert ahead. But that was also what made me doubt my devotion as a fan – wasn’t every fan supposed to go crazy at the prospect of meeting their idol, even for a short while? Does that mean that I’m not a real fan? ......I’m confused D:

Also, almost everyone took the time to dress up with G-dragon-related stuff. I was no different, donning my own “one of a kind” shirt, but the effort I put into my outfit was put to shame by the elaborate costumes many others wore. (I would like to mention that it was quite ironic watching thousands of people run around with the same “one of a kind” shirt on). But at least these thousands of people knew what to do, unlike my friend and I, who were both concert rookies. Despite getting tickets to the moshpit, we only arrived 3 hours prior to the concert (which I actually thought was extremely early). We also didn’t know that we had to collect wristbands indicating when you can enter the moshpit, so we ended up getting a really bad number and had to wait until the end to be let in. (Not that we minded, really, because we were both reluctant to enter the swarm of excited fans pushing for their lives next to the entrance in the first place.) So we sat on the stairs, above all the commotion, where an experienced fan who was going to be seated in the VIP section kindly explained to us how the wristbands and moshpit worked. The concert was turning out to be a lot more complicated than I thought, and the fans were also certainly a lot scarier more passionate than I envisioned.

By the time we actually got into the venue, my friend and I were utterly exhausted (This may also be due to the fact that during the past two hours we had lost contact, and also found our phones and wallets missing. My friend lost her wallet and I lost my phone, if you were wondering. Thankfully we got them back.) But despite the concert being an hour away, excitement and hype consumed the whole stadium, and you could hear the buzz of exhilarated fangirls from everywhere. Of course, by the time we got in, the moshpit was pretty filled already. I swear, even sardines were packed more loosely than we were, and we just waited in that cramped space for the next hour. Then suddenly, a ruckus in the VIP section had everyone looking back (since the moshpit is in the very front), and suddenly thousands of crazy fangirls were craning their necks and trying to catch a glimpse of TOP’s umma. (Hint hint: supporting her future son-in-law? ㅋㅋㅋ) The only problem was, neither my friend nor I had any idea of what TOP’s umma looked like, so I ended up scanning the entire VIP section and studying every middle aged woman I could find, convinced that one of them gave birth to a perfect being. We were too far away to see any specific features, but at least now I can say that I’ve seen TOP’s mom (and Jiyong’s dad, and the supportive parents of other members as I learned later) – I just didn’t know which ones they were.

The concert itself passed by in a frenzy – I remember going crazy every time Jiyong ran up the stage, screaming my lungs out even though my throat already burned painfully, and jumping up and down despite the injury I sustained during training. The latter two proved out to be bad ideas as I ended up sick and my leg started throbbing again. But G-dragon’s amazing stage presence made me forget about all my trivial matters – and soon we were all singing screaming along to every song. The moshpit became a battleground and there were many instances where my head was hit with a light stick or an arm got shoved in front of my face. But we all managed to enjoy the show (I hope) and I thanked whatever higher power which granted me to squeeze all the way to the third row from the back. Looking back now, how we ever made our way through the mass of exuberant fangirls will forever remain a mystery. The struggle to push our way to the front did reward me with a glimpse of Jiyong’s ethereal, flawless face from 2 meters away though, which really makes everything worth it. But before we made it in front, a towel was thrown into the moshpit during the first few songs, and I can only imagine the great frenzy that occurred with everyone trying to get a hand on the piece of cloth that had been touched by the almighty G-dragon. As much as I envy whoever eventually obtained the invaluable towel, a part of me was glad that the turmoil happened at the other side of the moshpit, as I didn’t think that my injured leg would be able to take a full-on battle.

G-dragon’s experience with stirring excitement within fans really showed through his brilliant fanservice. He would make eye contact with his fans, pausing his movements and just staring down at a lucky few. Of course, that would be enough to send the fans in an ecstasy, and the smooth, charismatic man just had to follow up by commenting how “My fans are so beautiful” (though I doubt a bunch of spazzing, sweaty, screaming girls would look anywhere near attractive). He would also run around the stage, reach out to some fans, or just stand in front of others while they desperately clawed at his coat. During “Bad Boy”, G-dragon jumped off the stage and made a tour around the moshpit, allowing most in the very first row to touch him. I can only imagine how it feels to have hordes of screaming strangers throw themselves at you, claws bared as they flail their limbs desperately, trying to make contact. While I would also have loved to be one of the frantic, frenetic zombies, I really didn’t feel that it would be worth it to queue up since the afternoon before just to touch a piece of fabric. Once again, my VIP conscience nagged at me: Am I really devoted enough to be considered a fan? :(

The concert was ridiculously draining though, and by the end of it my vocal chords were no longer functioning from all the screaming. My throat burned like hell and my injured leg hurt a lot, but of course in the moshpit no one gave a whether you were injured or not. Nevertheless, I thoroughly enjoyed the concert, from GD’s all-round perfection to the charismatic stages of 2NE1. CL looked absolutely gorgeous (she’s my bias in 2NE1), and during “The Leaders”, the two leaders shared a hug. Terrific for Skydragon shippers, but I obviously wished that it was Seunghyun Jiyong was hugging. But it’s just fanservice so it’s all good :D (Funny how when with other people, I assume that it’s fanservice; but with GTOP everything is real xD) I really wanted to keep a little souvenir by taking photos or videos, but since photography is strictly disallowed there were 10 million security guards patrolling around, ready to confiscate phones. I got caught once while taking a video, but luckily they let me off instead after a warning of kicking me out directly (phew). After that I was too petrified by the threat and just stuffed my phone in my bag. Had newfound respect for fancam takers right then and there. The two videos I did manage to salvage had to be muted because I put the phone way too near my mouth and my screechy screams and cracking voice had me cringing from start to end when I replayed it. The footage was also shaky as hell, with majority of it being the back of someone else’s head, and once again I found myself admiring those who were able to capture full songs. (I later learned that most video-takers are in the sitting section, but still.)

So that was basically what happened around a week ago, and afterwards I’ve just had the pleasure of falling sick. Now that my bed in a foreign country has become an acquaintance, I’ve just been bored out of my mind everyday (despite having to study for SATs. That’s when being sick comes in as a good excuse). I rarely ever fall sick, and when I do I usually recover very fast, but the day of travelling didn’t really help my body heal (and my transfer flight just had to delay. Terrific.) so now I still feel weak, which . Either way I’m going to start working on GTOP stories (this break might be the last chance I get to write before college, high school in Asia is ing hell), but I’m really not a writer so please bear with me >.< Also, I would just like to ask if you guys prefer chaptered stories or one-shots? And I’m really honored you guys even accepted my friend request :)

Okay, that’s it for now. I never know how to end these things. Thanks for even bothering to read this!

P.S. The male backup dancers were really hot *u* didn’t really pay attention to the female ones lol