Anyway, this was just not a day I can pass up.....
Hope all "Family" are conducting their own mini-celebrations world-wide!
Care to share?
See ya around......
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Well, 4 nights were all I had in Japan, and day 2 came roaring at me a bit too quickly as nights quickly blended into days.
After our 7-11 escapade, we decided to conduct a marathon of jaw exercises by chatting about everything from nothing to the ridiculous. Well...we haven't seen each other in a long time and there was much to catch up about.
We gabbed through unpacking, gabbed while showing off our latest BYJ surprises from our luggage, gabbed with each other even through closed bathroom doors (haha, talk about the most lonely ladies on this planet!) while the other is washing up for the night. You know how that goes - sometimes, it felt like "life on perpetual rewind" for even when there was nothing else to say, we would repeat and repeat the same stories over and over again (good grief - why do we do that?), but it was all good - it's good practice for when we all become grandmamas! :p Bottom line is that we used up our saliva as quickly as we were capable of producing it. (Goodness, if I am already so repetitive like that now, what'll become of me when I get to the retirement home? :p )
How to stop? Hmmm....tough question. Sometimes I think that we're actually secretly competitive with each other and manifesting that as a nightly stamina contest or something, haha! (kidding, of course) Yes,it was like we were daring each other.........to fall asleep! haha. Inevitably, the "weakest" one amongst the few of us will suddenly fall silent and cease to respond all of a sudden - (hmmpt - how rude! :p ). Everyone turns to glare at her, at which point the timing is such that we'll be greeted with....a weird noise ?

















Seriously, if they run me through the x-ray machine, they may just end up with a clean black film. Well......on second thought, they might have picked up the giant slice of pizza I hurriedly gobbled down on the way driving home. You should've seen me chow down -- would've thought I hadn't eaten in days. Well...that's almost true :p
With good distance away from that fateful Osaka event plus festivities, I'm just starting to regain perspective. What the heck is it about this man that makes me feel and behave like a reckless 18 year old teenager? (Alas...the organic body proves not so! >< )
Whenever there is any remote possibility that HE may come around, the raw anticipatory expressions on my fellow sisters' faces tell it all. It is one of the main reasons why I am a BYJ fan.
This man - he somehow possesses this unique ability to invoke such positive energy, to inspire hope when there was none, to believe in the impossible, to look forward to something wonderful on the horizon..... And I don't mean just those instances when we're standing around waiting for him to shower us with an appearance. Really - at least for myself, I've found that the attitude carries over to other aspects of my life as well. Yes, that is why I continue to be a BYJ fan.
Moreover in my case, he manages to make me shut my fat trap at his sight - now that's hard! (some of you already know that unlike all the gracefully patient sisters, all I ever do is open and close my mouth to complain while I wait in line for HRH, with my words generally veering towards being quite foul by the 6th hour! - haha, I'm only half-joking, ok?!)
Wah- mishio - so much mouth garbage today? Sorry...forgot to pack oral hygiene rinse! But those of you who visit me here know I am not only wordy (sorry), but sometimes painfully honest (doubly sorry!)...it's my style, so please be forewarned and not be offended. I'll say the good, the bad, the controversial....anything that comes to mind, and no one bother me about it, deal?
Anyway, it's been an eternity since I've done a travel report (there's a good reason :P for that!) - where to begin?
It was just a short trip this one - a trip planned and centered entirely around and for the Osaka Event alone. Ever since the Saitama event, ever since that day I was moved to tears, matching a bucket of mine for every drop YJssi shed himself at that unforgettable event, I had long prayed for an encore event and an opportunity to watch, feel, sense everything for myself live.
People who stand to benefit most from this? My family, of course, who will not have to mop up once again the mess of this emotionally unravelled adult after the event. The other mess? Well, they're happy too that at least our carpet won't ever have to suffer irreversible water stains again. YJ-ssi - you haven't any idea the damage you're capable of causing, have you? :D
Someday....I said to myself. Someday.......
And when this vision of "someday" became almost a reality with the announcement of the TSG Premium Event, I naturally leaped at the chance.
Perhaps it was unrealistic of me...to expect that any moment so special could ever be duplicated again. And it was definitely ridiculous of me to compare a TSG event - meant to promote the drama and the entire cast to Japan - to a fan meeting headlining BYJ alone. Such is the danger of expectations. But.....this is what all BYJ fans fall prey to. Our eyes just glass over at the mention of his name. We are blinded without even knowing. The fantasies we conjure up are immediate and automatic.
Still, even with my 2 feet firmly touching the ground for a moment - this was after all Japan. And with their technical wizardary and superb standards, they do put on fantastic shows and events, don't they? Even if it is not about BYJ and only BYJ, it's surely bound to be something else, I remember thinking.
So, with a heart full of hope, I embarked on paving a path that way.
Tickets? Aiyo...so full of wicked twists and turns. Most importantly, the initial disappointment of losing in the lottery was counterbalanced by the angelic initiative taken by a team of the nicest Japanese bae sisters in the whole wide world (!!!), who just reflexively jumped into action and scurried busily to secure us tickets. Let's just say, my cell phone rang so frequently...I was afraid to pick up at that point. First..."oh no....we didn't get picked in the lottery."
Then, "oh....they found one ticket for us!"
Naughty me, quickly and secretly imagining how to duel and eliminate my friends for that solitary ticket.
Then another call..."it's two tickets, two tickets now they have for us."
And so forth, and so forth. Before the end of one single day, these lovely sis scoured their contacts and squeezed out our whole complement of tickets needed!
Before I go on, did I tell you this? I don't even know these sisters. Never met them. Never communicated with them privately by email.
And........and, and, and............they worked all day like this...for a bunch of strangers?!? Unbelievable...the vast amount of good that's to be found within this family! I cannot even begin to express how touched I was!
Without naming and embarassing you all, you know who you are. Another big "THANK YOU!!!" from all of us!!!
How can we ever repay you for your kindness? TAEDANI KAMSAHAMNIDA!!
And step II - getting the time off work and planning the big getaway? It was touch and go the whole time, and I finally confirmed the time off and airline tickets only a few days before.
You know, I don't have much of an important job or anything...that is, up until certain days which usually coincides with the days prior to me going off on vacation. Suddenly, I become queen indispensable. So uncanny but so true. So, with a 6:00am flight to catch, naturally a huge emergency arose at 2:30 am and I was called to back to work to take care of important business. That's when I thought it was all over. I began to concede that this was not meant to be..... By some stroke of miracle at 4 am, somehow I'm speeding down the freeway to the airport, wrapping up minor details at work on the cell. After filtering through the layers and layers of homeland security proceedings, I barely made it to the gate with minutes to spare. Guess it could've been worse...
Haha, wouldn't you think you missed the plane if you got to the gate and saw this? Wah...all empty already!
With stopovers and what not, I actually arrived at Kansai Airport about 2 and half hours after YJssi and the TWSSG entourage. Planned, of course. After seeing the pics from Kansai airport, I'm sure you know well why. Incidentally, one of my distant acquaintances.....beamed with pride while recounting her story of how she actually received waiting pass #1 at the airport, having put in 2 days and 2 nights of hard labor there... during long periods of time they were only allowed to kneel on the firm hard floor, bathroom breaks had to be individually escorted by the guards and timed (and not to exceed a certain time frame....errr...what if you are slow by nature?? haha), friends were not allowed to come by to visit or even pass you food....however, if you stay within your 2 feet x 2 feet space, you're welcome to do whatever you like! yikes!
Talk about contrast between my lazy butt and her digilent core. And of course, she was fully compensated for her labor - believe she was one of not too many people who stole a glimpse of our HRH, and a premium view she got!
Apparently the videos you've all comfortably watched from home tell a completely different story. He, who seemingly walked so slowly in full view of the fans from the looks of the videos, was actually ushered at a whipping speed down only one of the 2 barricaded walkways he was supposed to pass through.....leaving quite a few disappointed fans behind :( Not his wishes, of course, but security, I'm afraid, has to take precedence, much to the family's discontent.
Can't blame the security folks though...if the standard of security were not set at a high bar early on, things would likely only deteriorate from there. In the end, more than anything, if we are concerned not only for our own interests but truly looking out on his behalf, we would all just want him to have a safe journey unmarred by any further unfortunate events.
Speaking out about self interests, may this big mouth say something? Far be it from me to preach to or teach others, but I've always maintained that as much as we are unsuspectedly curled into a tornado of frenzy at these gatherings, it is always important not to lose sense of ourselves as human beings and more importantly, our ethics. Stories of fans showing up at Kansai Airport in the pm of May 30th and coercing their "friends" to lie and pretend to be "saving space" for them really unnerved me. I understand well the root of the desire........but it's not something I can approve of.
Anyway, and on the subject of security, I heard that YJ-ssi actually left the airport in one vehicle, and must've stopped somewhere to switch cars, since he was seen arriving Imperial Hotel Osaka in a different car. Wow - they thought of everything to ward off tailers, haven't they? Anyway, from onlookers gathered at the hotel, his car apparently drove past and entered the hotel structure from a covered parking lot, so that the fans did not get a chance to catch even a glimpse of him. So sad!
Well...slowpoke mishio doesn't have the benefit of curbside pickup by a shiny black car, so by the time I rolled into Imperial Hotel, it was late and things were rather tranquil. The 19th through 21st floor of the hotel required special card access if going by way of the general elevators, and I heard that the TWSSG entourage occupied the entire 19th floor. Some sisters were able to book themselves a 20th, 21st floor room - from what they told me ... each time when going or coming from their floor, if the elevator doors were to open on the 19th floor, they would immediately stare into the face with some stone faced huge security guard. More security.......a welcome thing, really, especially when recalling back the disturbances caused by fans sneaking up to his floor in the past.
Despite not enjoying a room in those special floors, I had the funky and eery timing of running into HRH's security dudes in the elevator 2 or 3 times running up and down from our room during those few days. It was always the same - elevator doors would fling open, and there was Mr. Shin and friends....after letting out some ridiculous eek noise equivalent of "huh?", my mouth would just roll into a giant "O", ....graphically the size which an Oreo would easily fit through......it was kinda awkward, to get in or not, like it was some sacred space or something?
So silly! Bet he's tired of wondering why that silly fan with the Oreo cookie mouth keeps trailing him! Thank goodness I'm very forgettable, or I would really hate to be mistaken for a stalker fan or something...
Rooms at the Imperial Osaka are definitely plush and comfy - I was lucky to share a room with friends with a booked reservation there. Having only experienced the closet space rooms that average Japan package tours stuff us travelers in, this was both spacious and luxurious to say to say the least. In our case, after countless straight hours of every mode of travel imaginable that day - car, plane, train, bus and even taxi!, I have never seen so many grown-ups squeal with delight at the sight of a real mattress with down pillows!
But......as midnight rolled around, first things first!
Wasn't that ..... a convenience store that we passed by on the way to the hotel?
Bang, bang, bang! Out the door - we're going to crash 7-11!
What for?
For a midnight icee / slurpie ?
Ummmmm...necessary female toileteries?
No, no....
For this, of course!
Haha - silly me forgot the actual dates that the bento boxes were being offered - nope, not quite time yet. At this time, they were still just taking reservations.
OK. Plan B then. Still, I enjoyed the bit of silliness over snapping up pictures of those ad flyers!
(and I can't find those pics right now; you've all seen them before anyway!)
OK. Ladies having way too much fun at the local mart. Time to calm down and go turn in for the night.
Does day 1 end like this....? So very boring?
Well...yes and no.
Get a group of sis together, and what do we do but trade stories?
OK. Let me try to remember....I think we were discussing how, after all these years,it seems that YJ-ssi still finds it hard to let his guard down with regards to the fans. Probably not intentional and probably a consequence of his extreme consciousness of his image, his mysteriousness and disproportion between what little we know about him and vast publicity he generates, continues to fuel part of our immense curiousity about this special being. You know, at official events such as this, and at random sightings, even when he's smiling at you, you often pick up that sense of reservation and self-imposed distance. So rare, but once in a blue moon, he'll let his guard down and give us a precious peek into his private kingdom of himself.
So, I think, that's why this little story was especially sweet...
OK. Let's backtrack for a minute. I think it was the day before YJ-ssi left for Osaka, on the 29th of May. One of my friends had the good fortune of being amongst a small crowd greeting him outside his beauty clinic. Oh.....so as not to set up any misconceptions that these things come by easily, this was after a 5 hour wait in bright, hot sunshiny weather, apparently.
As he exited the building and walked towards his awaiting Maybach, he was his usual suave self, smiling elegantly and waving to his fans as his chauffer awaited him to board. No...take that back, he was more suave than usual...because...well, because he dressed himself! haha. Like all of you, even though I think he looks super great all the time, his casual outfits fare sooooo much better than the "official" ones imposed upon him, don't you think?
OK. You be the judge!!
Wowie!!!
(Hee, my friend said these pics were taken later that same day at the salon. There were some Korean locals passing by who decided to stay and wait with the curious crowd gathered outside after hearing "BYJ-oppa" was around. Since (in my friend's own words, not mine) "Japanese fans are not allowed to take pictures" for fear of being "black-listed," they asked these 2 kind locals to send them the quick snaps they took with their cell phones if they proved successful! yay - talk about international cooperation :) And I guess they were successful! Haha, for the record, I actually fear Mr. Shin's ferocious finger pointing at me, much much more than any black list!
Yup -that's a loose black sweater over a white t-shirt - yeah, black & white rules! Love how the white peeks out from underneath! Donning a black cap and shades and black cowboy boots with white stitching, he looked so cool carry that double braided straped leather bag over his right shoulder!
By the way, it was the same bag pictured in those Incheon airport pics you already saw. Classic, elegant and understated, it's from the current line of signature bags that I fell in love with at Gucci this season! OMA? please?
Yeessssss m'aaam - I should be so lucky to have rice grains on my plate. Yea...Algessumnida! Sheesh! Sadly, once a window shopper, always a window shopper! Such is my destiny - sob, sob!
Aiyo, mishio, you still gabbing about the peripherals??
OK. Anyway, back to the main point which is about a little episode that took place outside the beauty clinic. According to my friend who understands Korean, as YJ-ssi walked from the door to his vehicle, he took note of a local fan who tried to exchange a few words with him. I think it isn't normally his manner to linger, but perhaps given the small number of well-behaved fans, and probably because of a light mood, he chose this day to do so. Oooh, I know I have weird humor, but maybe you'll find the exchange entertaining too?
Oops.....chuesong hamnida! chingu e chingu e chingu
e chingu (=friend of a friend of a friend of a friend -wow - that's quite a
relay!) believes that this conversation is better left private. Although I
did not find anything wrong with the content, I understand that people have good
reasons for their requests and will respectfully comply.If the prior publication of this dialogue caused any
inconvenience, please kindly accept my apologies!!Chongmal mianeyo!
Fan: "________!"
HRH: "_________!"
(****mishio: hee, hee, hee - as if he's saying, "so what's your excuse?!!" in a joking fashion! Can't you just imagine? He's so so so sooooooo quick and so so so soooo funneeee! Sooooo cute, and soooo loving this too, aren't you? and this is like the 50th time this scenario has been played out in my mind!!)
And with that, he waved goodbye and headed out for the next stop on his agenda!
Heeee...are you all grinning like I am? :D
~~!
^^!
Seriously, I can't tell if I love the fan or YJ-ssi more at this point? Just love to see how natural and easy he can be, even amongst fans, when he lets himself be! Ahhh...but I think these glimpses will remain preciously few! YJ-ssi, please show us more of this side of you, ok? Promise???? :D
OMG! Ohhhhh....to be the fan that can make him laugh like that - stuff dreams are made of, right ladies?
OK. Good place to give my a, b, c's a rest for now. Please be patient with me - I'm not 100% yet, but will write more when I can!
Sleep tight, everyone!



Ya! See all those pamphlets? And the TWSSG plastic bags - man, I swear this is gonna be the one and only time in my life I cannot wait to get my hands on.......a plastic bag. :P


