I'd just got off my macbook, feeling a little pissed to find out that Beast hadn't gotten first place again on the latest music show.

Damn.

I'd bought 4 copies of their albums and was intending to buy another 6 when I arrived in Seoul, along with watching them at the Incheon Korean Music Wave at the beginning of next month.. and was hoping that they'd gotten all the awards, like they did with Fiction. I mean, these poor boys are working way too hard - what with their mini concerts all over Japan, all their variety shows and solo schedules, all while promoting for their new single and album.

It's tough. And I was sickeningly worried for the boys.

I'd gotten in to KPOP not too long ago, and while this was a common occurance, it disturbed me more than it should. 

I started worrying about them before I went to sleep.

See, I've met them a few times before. I was once on a korean tv show and was introduced to them while we were training. (and this is a true story. my friends and i even have a photo with them to prove it.) We also met them backstage at their concert and a few times at the music studios.

That was two years ago.

Now, I'm a student in Hong Kong - a little home away from home, as my mom calls it.