First and foremost, before you all freak out, I’m not cheating on my boyfriend. Please. I love the JejeKim too much. This was shot 2 years ago, exactly on the night that Rick Astley did his concert here. Secondly, he’s Eco, one of my most bestest friends ever. If he looks familiar, it’s ’cause you’ve probably seen him before on TV. Or a magazine. Or a billboard. He’s kind of not so much in the country right now.

Sorry to burst your bubble but we do this IRL, even without cameras. We should be on Big Brother or sth.

I found the clips again on a CD while cleaning up my room which means I haven’t cleaned my room in 2 years FML and thought it’s about time we show the world how to look cute, desperate and stupid all at the same time – on video. This is like one of my most favorite Korean songs evvvaaarrrrr so no hatin’, bitches! It’s all about having fun! ^__^

Enjoy!

In this episode, my dare was to… pretty much survive the day without money or things. How I managed, I have no idea. Also, please keep your comments to yourself if it’s about my weight. I know! I’m not exactly visual impaired! Though I’ve already lost it since the shoot >__<;;;

So I begged for money and PR-ed for food but I believe I was PMS-ing that day, hence my catty remarks.

WATCH THE VIDEO HERE!!!

Enjoy it, kiddos! Mwahmwahchupchup!!!

I have quit smoking.

Yes, it may have only been a more than a month but trust me, I don’t think I’m gonna get back on the habit anytime soon. I officially said buhbye to Nicotine (named after parents, Nicholas and Christine LOL I’m so corny pakshet!!!) last June 16, 2010 and I haven’t had even a single puff since. *cues slow applause*

In fairness to the DOH, their yosi kadiri campaign was effective. I was traumatized as a kid then I became exposed to the real world and realized that Joan Rivers looks scarier.

Before I divulge the reason why I quit, let me first share with you my smoking history. I apologize, dear family members, if you’ll chance upon this blog and randomly die of heart attack once you find out that I once smoked cancer sticks like my life depended on them. Worry not, I’ve ended my affair with the cigarette already so your violent reactions won’t do much. And shut your face. You probably smoked once in your life, too so moving on…

I had my first stick (two, actually. Philip Morris Menthol. Sooo manong of me, huh?) when I was 17. It wasn’t because of peer pressure or anything, as none of my friends smoked back then. Unfortunately, most of them are chimneys now. I tried the stick because like a lot of stupid adolescent kids of that age, I was full of angst! Avril-Lavigne-angst! I was depressed. Ugly. Had an eating disorder. Unrequited love got the best of me. Hell, I even thought black nail polish was cool. So I guess trying out the cigarettes was my way of giving the world a middle finger. (Aren’t you glad I grew up and matured?)

I didn’t pick up the habit immediately, just tried a couple of sticks every six months, until I got to 3rd year in college and started doing a lot of production work. It was just one stick a day, until it became two by the time I graduated. When I started working in media, I slowly became a chain-smoker and didn’t even realize it until people pointed it out. There were times when I won’t even light the cigarette with lighter anymore, just from the left over ember from the previous stick. Many of my officemates smoked back then so environment played a big role in it and maybe, I got addicted to nicotine, too. I’d light a stick when I’m stressed, tired, pressured, hungry or just bored. I couldn’t even drink coffee or or alcohol if I don’t have a cigarette parked between my lips.

“Bitch, please. I’m hardcore. Mess with me and I’ll blow smoke on your face. And then maybe run, after…”

I’m not proud of it but I’m not sorry for doing it either. It was part of my life and my growth and I learned from it. I was a smoker for six years before I decided last June to end it. Why? Because I chose life. Forget about the lung problems, the bad breath and dark gums, the inconvenience it brings to those around you who don’t smoke. I just chose not to anymore, in the same manner that I decided to  dye my hair corn-color. Also, after I got sick last May (for something that is not yosi-related fyi) and had to take some meds, I realized that I’ve already reached my quota. And I’m only 25.

So yes, folks – it can be done. I’m not asking anyone to stop smoking because well, to each his own (and that threaten/holier-than-though technique didn’t work for me, yanno). However, to those who want to but can’t seem to quit, I say it’s all about mindset and decision-making. I don’t care what excuses you may have. Decide then make it happen. Else, it means you just don’t have the balls or the backbone to say “I quit, fuckers!”.

So yeah, this blog is for everyone who has a Korean boyfriend (I got 2 other friends who do), who may want to have a Korean boyfriend (really? WHY?), or anyone who just wants to have a boyfriend, period! For everyone who’s in love, who is loved by someone and who wants to share the overflowing love in their hearts tongenuhkezoh!. My Korean Boyfriend (the blog, not Jimmy Kim) is for those who wanna smile, who wanna be entertained by my/our crazy antics, and for those who wanna follow our twisted love story, I guess. Just for the lulz of it.

At the end of the day, however, this is really for you, bebe, because you deserve to be embarrassed in public the whole universe needs to know how awesome you are. And that I love you so much!

CLICK ON THE LINK AFTER THE JUMP.

MY KOREAN BOYFRIEND

Because I hesitated for the longest time to make this “public”, the blog has had an average of 5 views a day. Hopefully, things will be better this time around. I fervently hope that “My Korean Boyfriend” (again, the blog, not Mr. Kim) will become a hit with a cult following or something and after a few years, someone from CJ Entertainment will get in touch with me and buy my story and turn it into a blockbuster Rom-Com, which will pave the way for the “Flip Wave”. Wahahaha! My Sassy Girl much?

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Yesterday, July 10, Jimmy and I celebrated our 100th day together. If you are scratching your head, wondering why we would be celebrating our 100th day of being officially Krimmy, then clearly, you haven’t seen My Sassy Girl yet. This whole 100 Days thing is a big deal for Koreans. When babies are born, their 100 days are celebrated as well.

Ever since we got together last April 1, I have been looking forward to this day. I have even thought of extravagant plans, events that would put the romantic scenes in Korean movies to shame. However, I realized, why the hell am I the one planning the event? I’m the girl, for crying out loud! Plus, I felt like I was always the one surprising him! And so, I waited for this day. And boy, he did not disappoint.

How can you not cry when you see this?! How?!

Yes, friends. He got me an iPod Touch, which I’ve been kind of eye-ing to get but never got around to because I’m kuripot like that, and I’d rather spend my money on clothes and traveling. More than the gadget, however, he made an “I<3U” out of post-its, on which he wrote sweet nothings. I DIED. I SWEAR I DID. jwakdhfcbdnlajedakh!!!

So yeah, how did we spend our baegil anyway? French toast-meatloaf -orange juice for breakfast. Wheee~! Then off to MOA for Karate Kid, which he very much enjoyed. Unfortunately, such films are not for me anymore. I was bored out of my wits halfway through the movie. I know Jaden is cute but I didn’t quite care. Good thing, we went skating right after, which turned out to be a lot of fun! I can’t skate to save my life but we did look super funny/cute on the “ayslink” (ice rink), I must say.

Because no cliche date would be complete without arcades and shit, we went to Tom’s World (which is casino for kids) and did the purikura- a must-do for ‘Asian couples’. Then we just wasted our money away on stupid but fun games, where we earned 66 tickets from, which we traded for Spongebob erasers of win. We capped our date with a dinner at Mann Hann because you must admit, their food is really good and VERY affordable. No, this isn’t a paid advertisement for the resto but if they want to give me money, why would I say no, right? And oh, just in case I forgot to mention, we wore couple shirts for the first time, much to his embarrassment. LOL.

The Krimmy Couple 100th day attire. Yes, the caps say “The Key… to unlock my heart” NAKANAMP!

Why am I blogging about this? I know these things are very personal and private and should be kept in our memories instead. But sometimes, memories fail us. I’m writing this here, now, because I want these feelings to be immortalized in words. You see, I wasn’t able to do my plan. I was supposed to write him a letter and read it to him out loud in the middle of the mall, while I try EXTREMELY hard not to cry. Obviously, it didn’t happen. I was even just praying before our meal and I was breaking already. So I’ll just write my message here for Mr. Kim though everyone and their mothers may get to read this. At least he won’t see me in tears.

Bebe,

Happy 100 days! I know it’s only been three months but it honestly feels like we’ve been together for years already! I don’t know if other new couples have the same bond as we do but I’m very, very thankful that God gave you to me at this time in my life. For years, I’ve prayed that He send me someone to love, and every time, it would always end in a miss… or a heartbreak. Until you came along.

You added more sunshine and joy to my already blessed and colorful life and I can never thank you enough for making me feel so much loved. It’s only been a hundred days but you’ve done more for me than many other people I know. You take care of me, you take my stress away, you made me realize that there’s more to this world than deadlines and parties and coffee breaks. You say you love me every chance you get and it means so much to me. YOU mean so much to me.

I have a confession. I never thought I would love you as much as I do now. And though it scares me sometimes, I just let go and let this love overflow, and secretly hope that it reaches you and you’d feel the trust and love that I have for you. Thank you for being good to my family and my friends and for doing everything I want, even if you think it’s gross or pathetic or embarrassing sometimes. Thank you for sharing your life with me and I can’t wait to learn more about my Yong Jin.

I don’t know what lies ahead but I’m just really, really happy that you are with me right now. And that we love each other. I want the whole world to know how lucky I am that you’re with me right now. I’ll take care of you, love, don’t worry. You are now part of my dreams. Here’s to 100 days, 1,000 days, 10,000 days and a million more! I LOVE YOU.

Kring

ps: Good thing I wrote this in my room. I’m a ball of tears and snot right now. Hahaha!