Arirang All Day, Every Day: A BTS Love Story

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This past week, my entire personality was basically taken over by one thing, k-pop. Not even just k-pop in general, but specifically BTS and their new album, Arirang. To celebrate their comeback.

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I'm not even exaggerating when I say I lived in that album for days. Like, if you checked my brain, it would just be their lyrics.

From the very first tracks, I knew I was finished, it had this mix of traditional Korean vibes and modern beats.

It got so into in my head that I was singing it when I was eating and even brushing my teeth.

I was literally performing my own mini concert in my bathroom.

But listening wasn't enough, I had to see the music video. And the visuals? Please...I don't know where to start from.

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It's actually not fair. How can people be that talented and still look that good?

Now let's talk about the concert, because this is where things got serious.

Obviously, I could not attend the concert physically. Let's be honest, ticket price alone would have sent me into early retirement.

So I did what any loyal fan would do...I watched it live on Netflix.

And when I say I watched it... I WATCHED it, full concentration like I was preparing for an exam.

The moment it started, I lost all sense of reality... I was screaming in my room like BTS could hear me personally.

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Let me not lie to you, the choreography did not follow me. I followed it in spirit. My body was doing its own remix version. But the energy? 100%.

If someone walked into my room at that moment...they would think I was hosting my own concert.

And the crowd were much. And I was happy because seeing that kind of love and support for BTS reminded me why I like them so much in the first place.

I got emotional when they sang some of their previous songs. I was like, “Why am I tearing up? Who sent me?” But that’s the thing with BTS, they have a way of making you feel things unexpectedly.

I was pained that RM had to sit almost all through because of his ankle injury. But despite that, he still made the event memorable and worthwhile.

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After the concert ended, I just sat there staring at my screen like, “So… what now?” It felt like I had just returned from an ecstatic journey.

Even my friends are tired. If I start a sentence with BTS, they already know they’re about to hear a full lecture. But I don’t care, this is important cultural appreciation.

If you had told me last week that I would be this invested, I would not have believed you. But here I am, fully converted for the week, living my best K-pop life.

I have no regrets...except maybe the fact that I didn’t attend the concert in person.

But it’s fine. I will be there next time... even if it means I have to start saving from now till forever.

Until then, Netflix concert it is. And my imaginary front-row seat is still very valid in my head.

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So that was my K-culture experience this week, and I enjoyed every single moment of it.