So what really happens when you go abroad just to see Super Junior

Yes, I did it. I saw Super Junior. I saw Lee Hyukjae. I went to Singapore. I became part of the sapphire blue sea.

I originally wrote a thirteen page, blow-by-blow account of our journey to see Super Junior in a Super Show in Singapore. But I am too lazy to type it all in the computer :-/ Writing that was just perhaps a way for me to acknowledge that the things I did last February 18 and 19, 2012 really happened. That I can take that memory with me forever. That I have that experience stored in me, forever to treasure and be grateful for.

Yeah. Maybe that's it.

So, what really happens when you go abroad just to see Super Junior?

Well, I have formulated almost a dozen ways of answering this question, but yaaaaaahh!!! They all didn't seem truthful at all.

What really happens is that you will realize how you'll always be an ELF inside out.

What really happens is that even though you've watched both concert nights and spent an arm and a leg for it, you'd even want to sell your soul to see every super show.

What really happens is that you get home and your snowglobe souvenir accidentally(?)falls off from your bag and into the floor, broken...

you bawl your heart and soul out... 

you saw yourself through all the craziness... 

It's crazy crying over a broken snowglobe.

It's crazy to be thinking and wanting and dreaming of all these things, when in the end,

you'll always be just that, that tiny speck of blue. That everlasting friend.

And this realization is the wrong one to think about in the first place.

But that's just me.

This has been hyukcien, who'll continue to seek a Great Perhaps.