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Promises of a Storm Chaser

In 2009 (or was it 2010?) I went through fire hoops and spiked halls with great desperation to see SS501 live in Thailand. Though, I’m not a fan. I almost pawned off my mom’s heirloom Rolex® just to finance said trip. I’m not even a fan. Sure, I wanted to see Kim Hyun Joong’s legendary abs. But I’m still not a fan.

Oh, what I would give to see them live in Hawaii! There's no way I'd ever see them in Japan, it's a much more expensive trip and I'm not a fan club member. I highly doubt Arashi will stop by in San Francisco. Ever. By the time I hear that they're in L.A., they'd be long gone before the end of the six-hour drive from the Bay Area. As Janipanda said, it’s now or never.

I could totally pawn off the Rolex® (again), but that's not gonna happen. Ze Mudra will throw a fit. And There’s no Cebuana Lhuillier here. And even if there were, they wouldn’t accept it because we don’t have the certificate, nor the official box that proves its authenticity. Sucks to be me.

I could totally sell off Ashleigh (my car). But I need that to get to work. It's already on loan, so I can't have it refinanced. Not just yet.

I would give my kidney, but I think I would need that. My arms or legs would do, too. I just don't think anybody would be willing to buy it.

So instead I'm making promises. Like in prayers. ¨God, I promise to be a good girl if you'd give me one million dollars.¨ That kind of promise.

I promise to finish writing a book before the year ends to pay for this out of town trip.
I promise to write a short story and/or a short script every month from here on.
I promise to finish the story board for ¨How To Love Better¨ before the trip.
I promise to write a blog every week, even if it’s as short as 100 words.
I promise to wake up at 6 A.M. and sleep on or before 2 A.M., everyday, Pacific Standard Time (any earlier and I won't be able to write).
I promise to walk 10,000 steps everyday as excercise.
I promise to do my stretches or yoga everyday, even for at least 30 minutes.
I promise to NOT buy shoes, clothes, or bags for one year; No Anna Sui; No Vivienne Westwood.
I promise to GIVE UP Arashi ifAND ONLY IFgiven the opportunity to go, I still break all these commitments; Giving up for good.
I promise to have a piece of my Arashi collection confiscated, every time I don’t turn in or break any of the promises I made.

Just please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please, let me see Arashi live in Hawaii.

PS: Sort of not relatedKim Hyung Joong's legendary abs.

Not as legendary as Rain’s, but legendary in it’s own rights.

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