December 6, 2014

With my "real life" duties done, the rush of heavy duty cramming came over me. One sleepless night, surrounded by paint, papers, and other things... I found myself still awake at 5 A.M in the morning.

Thoughts run through my head as to why I am doing this? I've never done something so bizarre like this for a person who doesn't even know I exist.

But I guess that is the beauty of it. The thought of having one person see the vulnerable side of me, not even realizing how much that meant to me. Yet I found myself, letting it all out, showing how much this person mattered. How much he change my world.

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Marked with the horror of the fact that I wasn't able to have my upper lip hair waxed, I got in the car, with two of the most amazing people in the world, off to the Mall of Asia Arena to the Hi-Touch venue.

Everything honestly felt like blur for I only had a few hours of sleep.

 The queuing didn't help either, I honestly never felt so exhausted waiting in my life, ever.

With just steps away from the door, as I put all the gifts we wrapped, and made in the basket with panic, we were finally inside.

Recalling as I write, I still felt the jitters. That heartwrenching feeling of being able to be inches close from the boys I've loved, and supported for the past year.

Cue the manic screams, crying girls, and some unexplained phenomena the hi-touch started.

I must be honest, I felt rather uncomfortable. With so much screaming and crying from the girls in front, and behind us, it felt more like a situation where I would not want to be in. I guess it was such the rush emotions that resulted to that act, but c'mon girls... really?

A few rather excruciating minutes later, we were finally inches away from the boys.

The arrangement was V - Suga - Jin - Jungkook - Rapmonster - Jimin -  J-Hope. (Our moment with the boys was captured in this video... hihihi, Find me!)

V was rather calm and collected during this event, With his smirk and endearing aura, I found myself in awe because his face is sooooooo flawless, I have no words. This boy is made to be a celebrity, bless his parents' genes.

Suga, being the Suga that he is, was rather tired looking. *pats his head* He could actually sleep whilst doing the hi-touch, I swear. But he's adorable nonetheless.

*Skips Seokjin*

Jungkook was so white. He was so white. White, white, white, white, white!

Thanks to Joanna, who was infront of me... I was able to say "HEYY~" to Rapmonster. With his heartmelting eye smile, I could feel that he was so happy to see all of us, amidst the screaming and crying.

Jimin, being the endearing Chimchim that he is, made such a cute welcoming gesture as I got to him. He was honestly so adorable and hot at the same time, I have no words. To see him with a band on both of his hands, I want to hug him and ask if he's alright.

Being the cherry on top, J-Hope saying Thank You with the brightest smile -  full of hope will instantly send you smiling after the whole surreal fiasco.

Lastly, being the special person that he is (I kid.), Kim Seokjin. I honestly am still above the clouds whilst recalling that few seconds. Saying the word that popped out of my head, I greeted him a "Happy Birthday". Which he replied with a reassuring cute wink-blink... and at that moment it was enough. He was enough. It was unbelievable how enough it was for me. Someone please slap me.

One outstanding comment that instantlycame out of my mouth... "THEIR MAKEUP IS SO FLAWLESS."

You could say that I could be sugarcoating it, but that one moment made me felt like literally having butterflies in my stomach. It was so unfair. I'm so mad.

It was like, after all the nerves have been shaken, and my heart starts aching, making me want to slam things yet I still kept it all in... he, along with others, were perfectly fine. Unaware of the effect they have on millions of people, they were perfectly fine.


I guess, it was meant to be like this, maybe it was supposed to be like this.

But then again, I must say... everything felt unbelievably right. It could be because of the fact that I was able to actually see them that close, of I was able to greet him "Happy Birthday", or I was able to touch his hand. Or maybe it was because of the boys, who were in that room. And him, in that room, whom I only saw amidst the chaos. It may not be much, but it was a beautiful memory.

P.S. Artsy shots from my artsy-fartsy cramming.