my crush. yes.

I’m pretty much always in a rush to get home these days.

I’ve always been obsessed with my bed, as everyone who knows me can attest. My bed — as plain and messy as it is — is my sanctuary.

But this isn’t about my bed.

I think I already mentioned a few posts back that I’m currently drawn towards a rather unlikely attachment. I’m not usually the type to watch a soap opera religiously. I hate the constant drama and crazy waterworks. If anything, I ‘d rather watch stupid and inane stuff like MadTV.

Now, though, I’m totally obsessing over a soap opera that no one would ever believe could hook me in. My sisters roll their eyes whenever the clock hits 8PM because they know it’s time for the waterworks again. Not that I cry, though. I can honestly say I haven’t shed a single tear over the show, although I do wring my hands in consternation when the protagonists find themselves in dire circumstances.

One of the most important reasons why I watch this thing, however, is Nicky Wu.

yeah, that guy. in yellow.

Yes, my cousin’s crush from two thousand years ago is finally getting to me. He’s not exactly gorgeous, but … oh well who am I kidding. You can all say what you want but I think the guy is hot and he’s gorgeous and hot and well, yeah. I ran out of adjectives again.

I didn’t like him back then (at the height of his superstardom as 1/3 of the Taiwanese boyband, Little Tigers. I know. Don’t rub it it.) because I was more of a Jimmy Lin fan. Forget I said that.

But now he’s just, well, addicting.

So yeah, my sisters will make fun of me yet again, but who cares.

Screw you, detractors (that includes one of my seven other personalities, who thinks people who brought the “boyband” concept to Asia should be shot).

Anyway, yeah.

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