Enter me, an ordinary, boring person that liked Math and had a knack of explaining things to people who happened to seek explanation about numbers and their tangled relationships.

Enter high school, where young me, oblivious to anything kpop, was seated right in front of someone who was crazy over anything kpop (she even learned hangul, and took great joy in suddenly writing a sentence in my notebook, then explaining to me that she had just written how insane I am for being energetic in science classes).

She wasn't the reason I got pulled into kpop, however.

Enter my big sis, who's exactly twenty months older than me. She was in her final year of HS, and although she's supposed to study like mad to prepare for national exams, she persuaded me into watching a WGM episode instead. It was a Yongseo (Yonghwa - Seohyun) cut, and...

Holyfreaking they were so cute.

When I reached their divorce-episode, young me wondered for the first time if it was how heartbreaks felt like. And because young me was heartbroken, big sis decided to play an RM episode for me.

No, not Real Man. I meant Running Man.

That was a totally wrong decision on my part because since then, it's impossible to escape.

The show was entertaining. The casts were (and are) funny, the missions--to me, as a new viewer--were all out of this world. I got hooked from there, and always waited patiently 'till my sister downloaded another episode to watch.

I hadn't paid any attention to the guests yet--and rather focused on the main casts, instead.

Then one day during those times I bored myself to death, I gave up waiting and searched about RM in youtube by myself and stumbled upon this episode with SNSD in it.

To say that it was hilarious just doesn't cut it. I was experiencing a bad case of stomachache by the end of the day. The girls were gold. I was sold. Game over. And you know, how there are several suggestions on the right side? Like, other posts that somehow related with the vid you're watching?

I clicked and clicked and clicked at those suggestions and by the Unknown Power of Youtube I suddenly found myself watching a yoonyul vid.

Ta-da, I fell in love and has been their shipper ever since.

Of course, big sis doesn't know anything about yoonyul, much less me shipping them hard and writing more than a hundred thousand words about them, but let's keep it that way. :))

 

 

 

As time goes, I have to admit that I check on other groups beside SNSD, and ship other ships beside YY, and write stories about them too, but YY and SNSD will always be my first and they're up here in my priority list. I have the times in which I can't update for so long but I always come back, somehow, and get drown in them again.

 

Isn't that what a home is? A place we always find ourselves coming back to, time and time again?

 

If you happen to follow a story under my care, and said story is undergoing a lack of updates... I'm very, very, sincerely sorry. I'm a college student now, and my life has been messier by seconds. I'm kinda (andbykindaImeantotally) at managing my time, so... I will just promise that I will update. Don't know when, but I will. :)

 

Bonus Section:
Most Embarrassing Shipping Moment to Date
- Getting ideas for an upcoming angst yoonyul fic while boarding a train, silently taking pen and notes out to catch them bunnies down, unconsciously shed tears while writing the dialogues, witnessed by a girl sitting accross my seat. AsdfghjklyeahI'mthatdramatic. I'm just thankful I didn't /sob/.

- Le heart whispers dramatically, "I can't. I can't. I could only drag the angst this long. I can't do longer. I can't take it more than this." In the middle of exam.

- My friend asked me if my test's score was higher than the last one. I happily informed him that I got 88 and he said with an incredulous tone, "Wasn't your last one got, like, 92 or something?" And I was like oh... yeah... I'm supposed to look down... but 88 is... *poker face*

- A lecturer once mentioned Schrödinger, and this is what I wrote down in my notes: Some people prefer to stay in the Schrödinger's zone, which is not knowing. When you don't open the Schrödinger box, the whole world actually knows what happen inside; it's you who don't. And that's what some people do. Preferring silence over asking the important question, because as long as it's not asked, there is no absolute yes or no. Because as long as it's hidden in the box, there's still a possibility for the reality to turn another way around. Because sometimes it's easier to deal with not knowing, rather than facing rejection.