13 Struggles of Being the Only Friend NOT Obsessed With K-Dramas
- You've learned how to amuse yourself while the rest of the barkada talks about their newest K-Drama favorite.
Since hindi ka maka-relate, might as well just up your Everwing skills while in the middle of dinner, right?
- You're the only one who shows up on time for brunch dates with your friends.
Because you're the only one who wasn't up all night binge watching a new series. *sigh*
- You've seen how much your friends have lost themselves in K-Beauty, and you're pretty much sold on it, too.
OMG, they ALL have cute bangs and flat brows na! Although you might not be as committed as they are, you do love the sheet masks and lip tints!
- Every day, you get messages from your friends ~*begging*~ you to just take the leap and start with Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo.
"Promise, sobrang NAKAKAKILIG!"
- Your Viber/Messenger group is now full of photos and GIFs of cute oppas.
You're not sure who's who, but you have to admit, they're all good looking!
- You're always quiet in your barkada's group chat because you have no clue who/what they're talking/freaking out about!
Like that day the SongSong couple suddenly announced their engagement. You literally had to put the group on mute. Kalma, guys!
- You've been left to have dinner on your own because all your friends just want to go home and finish shows.
"Sorry girl, I can't tonight! Three episodes na lang ng Fight My Way!" is an actual text your friend has sent you when you asked her if she wanted to hang out after school. :(
- But when they DO agree to go out with you, it's almost always to eat at a K-bbq restaurant and you have ZERO complaints about that!
K-BBQ IS LIFE.
- When your friends start to re-enact a scene from the series they're currently watching, you just sit there, stunned.
Ano nangyayari, guys. Are YOU speaking in Korean?!
- You weren't planning on it, but now you're set to go on a barkada trip to South Korea.
Thank you, seat sales!
- You realize that there is no escaping it, because even E! has been completely consumed by K-fever.
Remember that time after watching the Keeping Up With The Kardashians and then SNL Korea suddenly aired? Wait—what?!
- You secretly judge your friends for wearing turtlenecks and layers in this tropical country.
Or that time your friend wore a red scarf to dinner and you wouldn't let her hear the last of it! LOL! Love you still, girl!
- You've definitely rolled your eyes when your friends start to talk about their K-drama obsession, but you realize, hey, at least you still have great friends!
Kahit kinain na sila ng sistema.
This story originally appeared on Cosmo.ph.
* Minor edits have been made by the Candymag.com editors.
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If you know me, and know me well, I am not the biggest fan of idyllic lifestyles. With a Type A personality, I act immediately upon whatever challenge that needs to be addressed. I actually enjoy keeping my mind preoccupied: doing university work in my favourite cafe then running errands around town, grocery shopping here, updating my accounts there, photocopying documents on the way down the street - all just in time before having a glass of champagne at the bar with my friends come evening.
And so, you could imagine my bewilderment when the next challenge to be faced was an extensive self-quarantine protocol. I didn’t know what to do when my greatest responsibility in this situation was to do nothing at all. My first few attempts to combat my consternation were very much rooted in distraction and imagination. My distractions involved conducting research, writing songs, calling family and friends, filming videos, and eating chocolate! My imaginations and fantasies were centred on travelling, shopping, even clubbing (which I rarely do) for when they find a cure to COVID-19. I did anything and everything that could be considered constructive in order to pass the time, mainly hoping I could just undertake the basic human necessities to survive - that is, eat and sleep the day through - until the next day comes, until the world is closer to becoming a better place, until quarantine ends, until my flight follows through, until I see my family and friends again.
Days in self-isolation and suspended flights turned to weeks and turned to months. By the third extension here in Spain where I study Fashion Business, I had to tell myself this shall be my new normal now, that I was blessed to be healthy, that I was tired of merely existing and missed what it was like to actually live - even if just within four walls. Little by little, I began to find significance in the simple occurrences of the day: the soft glare of the rising sun beaming golden streaks through my bedroom window upon waking up, the fragrance of freshly washed bed sheets that I had painstakingly hung to fit a relatively small clothes rack without crumpling them, the crunch and tanginess of warm toasted bread topped with raspberry marmalade, the buzzing sound of a phone call from home just waiting to be answered, to the caress of a fuzzy sweater to keep warm at night. I realised, “What pleasures to be enjoyed in the pause of slow living!” Through this continued pause, which I loathed at first, I began to appreciate each moment of the day rather than wish it would pass more swiftly, moments I had overlooked so often before the lockdown. I started to find that the challenge of self-isolation was never to pause both the regular routines of life as well as the positive emotions that came with these - as initially, I thought it meant to pause all happiness, so as to withstand a time of endurance in hopes for a better tomorrow, much like a form of delaying gratification. Life is just too fragile these days to delay gratification any further.
Life has paused, but it has not stopped. Believe that like any punctuation mark in a sentence, the pause will provide the right timing of things to take place. Till then, let us not waste our time waiting. Instead, we could be in the moment, seek substance in simplicity (that is, in what we already have), And enjoy the pleasure in pause. “Practice the Pause. When in doubt, pause. When angry, pause. When tired, pause. When stressed, pause. And when you pause, pray.”
Here's my two cents on the letter, call for help of our medical frontliners. Let’s hear what our healthcare workers have to say and try to understand it from their point of view, they have every right to criticize how this medical crisis is being handled by the government... after all, they're the experts on the topic. Though we see the frontliners as heroes in our eyes, the lack of concrete plans from the government to combat COVID-19 makes them feel otherwise. Healthcare workers are already starting to voice out how they feel as though they are being sacrificed as they follow through their sworn oath. We wouldn’t send our soldiers to war unarmed and without a concrete plan; the same should be expected for our frontliners. How can we send them to battle without proper gear? Why is there still a debate on whether mass testing is needed or not when the experts on that field continuously insist its importance in flattening the curve? Why is this still not the priority when it’s literally our lives on the line? It’s not like the medical experts demanding for mass testing are just stating their opinion about this mindlessly, they studied this laboriously. Make them feel heard so that all the sacrifices that they’re doing and all the deaths of their colleagues are not in vain. More than the words of praises, what our medical professionals truly need right now is TANGIBLE support. Here is to hoping they get that soon. @errren.22
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Here is a photograph taken yesterday from the photo shoot I did in our house. ? I really love dressing up and being dolled up, it makes me feel great and confident of who I am ?
I was actually hesitant to post these pictures of mine. My sister eveb asked me to change my Facebook Profile Picture and it took me hours to decide if I should. But, I realized that this is me, the real me. I should be confident of my body and of who I really am.
At the end of the day, I dress up not for other people but for myself ? To all the ladies out there and even gentlemen who are taking a second to think if they should post their pictures, worried about what will others say their body, remember that we just need to be just ourselves. Be confident and let us support each other ? Let us be friends! IG: @romynaaaaaaa_