Chapter 9

Dear Notebook,

Kim Jaejoong wants to die. He wants to die & you want to know why? He can’t take it anymore, he can’t. It’s Christmas eve & he keeps going to the most awful place in the universe. The toilet. Oh god, oh god. I can’t take this anymore. I don’t know whether this is the symptom of pre-wedding jitters or my body is going against me & fell in love with the toilet bowl. (Oh, my beloved miss grinch, how I wish you’ll come over & steal the toilet bowl for me since I seem to be too attracted to it & began to develop passionate feelings towards it.)

I hate this. I hate this. I can’t take it anymore. I can’t stop going to the toilet. I really can’t stop & darling, my beloved Fany, you may laugh your head off when you’re reading this because your husband wrote this when he’s in the toilet, sitting on the cover of the toilet bowl, haha, so much for a Christmas eve. I’m spending half of my days in my own bachelor party on the toilet bowl.

Funny as it seems, I don’t feel anything as soon as I entered the toilet. Each time I step out of the toilet, I will feel as if I’m going to pee. This isn’t good. I just hope I will be able to go to church tomorrow without entering the toilet or else, Fany, we’ll be getting married in the toilet, that’s for sure. (Humph, I will still marry you, honey, despite my awful desire to stay in the toilet. I don’t care. I love you so much that I will never let you slip away from my grasps.)

So much for a bachelor party. My best man, Yunho keeps knocking on the door,