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lovetehworld replied to your post: Oh. It seems that I have been tagged:
oh wow. you’re a black belt? I never would have guessed! figured you would avoid anything that would fuck up yo weave
Yup! It was so fabulous! I miss sparring with people because it was so much fun ;-; Plus my kicks were really powerful and one time I made a kid lose his breath because I kicked him really hard and I would pretend like I was Chun Li! It was actually okay with my weave getting messed because it was like a battle scar.
but can you imagine becoming famous. Suddenly you have a shit ton of money and you have to work a lot (we often forget that acting, singing, dancing becomes their JOB) and then you have to buy houses because if you ever run out of money you can sell your million dollar home and you travel the world and you get lots of free promo stuff, and you constantly get your picture taken even when you probably don’t look your best or feel your best and if you’re sick all the pressure is on you to get better because you are depending on physicality to make a living and I don’t know man…sometimes I wanna be famous because like I could pay for my college tuition and travel and have nice cars and big houses but damn I don’t think I could with the constant stalking from fans and bad press and pictures and your every move is monitored and you can’t get any privacy and anyone you date will get the shit kicked out of them and it seems like a sad, lonely life sometimes. And it all happens so fast your normal eating freaking cheetos in your room on your damn laptop looking at Tumblr and then BAM Mothafucka becomes famous and lives the posh life.
The story about Kimchi
I am seriously wallowing away in my sorrows today, not to mention v-day is tomorrow and my cnblue album isn’t here yet and just LOL i told my mom that if i can’t get a husband, i’m going to get a corgi and name it Kimchi and she looked at me like I was crazy and i kept rambling on about how Kimchi is going to be the cutest dog ever and she told me to stop talking like that because it sounds so heartbreaking and i’m too young to be talking like that and i shouldn’t even be worrying about getting a husband and the I started to talk about how i can’t even get a husband because i don’t even have a boyfriend and i think a cute, adorable corgi named Kimchi would solve all my problems.
