
This blog is a mix of everyday randomness, impulsive thoughts, and the occasional deep reflection I wasn’t emotionally prepared for. There’s no structure here—just vibes, caffeine, and a lot of overthinking. If you’re into messy but entertaining storytelling, welcome aboard!
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2024. At this point, I had fully accepted my reality: I am an unhinged fangirl. I commit too easily—to good music, fandom antics, and, most dangerously, live concerts. So when YOASOBI, the literal soundtrack of my life, announced their 2025 Jakarta concert in February… My brain short-circuited. I had to go. No debate. No hesitation. Instant life priority. Especially because I was still emotionally scarred from January 2024—when they came to Jakarta and I got completely sold outed. I still went to the venue, desperately hoping to somehow get a ticket. But even scalpers were asking me if I had…
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One Ok Rock Addiction Chronicles: The day I Abandoned All Responsibilities in The Name of Rock.
Hey everyone!I finally have some time to write again and update this blog… with an old story. This is yet another chapter in my unhinged obsession with ONE OK ROCK—this time, it even took me to another country. If possible, let’s all embrace the “we read and we don’t judge” mentality here, because, well… I may have made some questionable decisions along the way. December 18, 2023 I rolled out of bed at an ungodly hour, fueled by sheer excitement (and the looming threat of missing my flight) of seeing One Ok Rock. Again. By 4:30 AM, I was at…
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How I Spiraled Down the Rabbit Hole After a One Ok Rock Concert…
So, this is a continuation of my previous story about how One Ok Rock completely ruined me (in the best way possible). If you haven’t read part one, you can find it [here]. But today, we’re diving into what happened after that 2023 fateful concert—aka the moment my life choices took a dramatic, fangirl-fueled turn. Let’s just say, if I thought I was obsessed with One Ok Rock before the second concert, I had grossly underestimated myself. Because what came next? That was next-level devotion. Suddenly, they were the only thing I listened to. Everywhere. At home, at work, while…






