waste of space

So yesterday was the day SM Global Audition was being held in my country.

 

 

I actually had applied for the application form since weeks ago, one day in the middle/? of January. I had received an invitation form and SM said, I have to take the registration form at Manhattan Hotel, Jakarta, February 22, and I must come on time (at 7pm). And if I don't come one time, my place will be given to someone else.

 

I actually don't have any plan to be a singer nor dancer or Kpop artist. I applied for the application just because I heard that Baekhyun, Minho, Taeyeon (or Jessica? Idk), and Kyuhyun were going to be the judges. But when I found out it was just a hoax, I started to feel uneasy. Should I just take this thing seriously, or drop it off?

 

My mother supported me so much, she even told me to help my sister with the registration (my sister, she is also a Kpoper; Krystal and Yuri biased). While my father? No, he didn't care at all. When my mother told him I'm going to this audition, all he said was only, "Does she can even sing?"

 

My classmate, Rheasya, she is also an EXOstan and she also applied to the application. She went for the audition yesterday, and she said Taemin was one of the judges for dancing section. Oh gawd..

 

When I asked my father to drive me to Jakarta (I live in Bogor; a big city near Jakarta), he refused. He said "Why are you even going to that stupid audition? Is that really important?" "No, I won't drive you to Jakarta. It's still flooding there, and there must be traffic jam, you know how Jakarta is!" "Besides do you even know where the location is?"

 

So finally I cried so hard for hours. I asked my mom to accompany me to go, but she said, "We don't know where the location is ... and you know I don't drive a car ..." "Just drop it off already ... let it go ..."

 

And finally I spent the day with cry, cry, and cry. I cried until my head weighs a ton. I cried to sleep I didn't even had dinner last night. My father seems to avoid having a conversation with me last night (I think he was afraid of me ...?) until today. I don't plan to talk to him either.

 

 

 

That's it. I'm just trying to pour my feelings/? into this blogpost. Sorry for my bad grammar.

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