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For those who forgot, my name is Chaeyoung and I’m the Chae in Chae-tastrophe. I know that it’s been nearly two years since my last upload and I bet you’re all wondering why, so let me start from the beginning. As all of you should know, I upload funny, ridiculous and downright embarrassing videos of myself. All of which are for your viewing pleasure, so you’re welcome.
You see I am a competitive person by nature, some would say that I could get a bit too competitive at times. But what can I say? I love winning. For as long as I can remember, I have always chased that euphoric feeling of unbridled accomplishment. One that makes you feel as if in that moment, and that moment alone the world stops and you’re enveloped in this state of unparalleled happiness. It’s like a drug,.
Unfortunately, all my friends know this little factoid about me, and they just love challenging me to do some ridiculously stupid and sometimes dangerous things, and of course, I would do nothing but accept. After all, I love winning. And because I am a fucking badass, there is no doubt that I would successfully complete them… sometimes. Even though I’d like nothing more than to sit here and pretend that I’m always successful in completing said challenges… We all know that one: it’s no fun to watch people succeed all the time; two: there’s video evidence of my spectacular failures, and last but not the least that there must be a reason why my channel is called Chae-tastrophe. This is simply because more likely than not, said challenges end in catastrophe, almost comically so.
I actually started my YouTube channel to help me be a better loser. How? Simple really, each unsuccessful attempt, each failure is what I would consider a means to an end. They’re not just me failing, it’s me failing to achieve a bigger and better form of victory. Also known as those sweet, sweet YouTube views.
This video, however, is not about my insatiable need to validate my happiness through meaningless victories. No. This video is about how I managed to get over this little crack in my otherwise perfect personality, and to think I have no one other than the oh so great Kim Dahyun (and she totally didn’t make me say this) to thank. How? Due to her uncanny way of being a pompous ass whenever she wants to be, she stated that she is and I quote: “god’s gift to women” that her game is “so on-point it should be illegal.” And being the amazing friend that I am, I could not let her walk around her college thinking she’s the shits. It’s to be expected that I had to knock her down a few pegs, bring her back to Earth with the rest of us. And maybe just maybe, she’ll actually get a girlfriend instead of pining over a girl who is clearly in love with her sister.
I’m getting off topic here. As exciting as that little love triangle Dahyun has going on, there are more important things that must be said. Trust me, I do not want to get into the nitty-gritty of it, and this is partly because I don’t really want to tell you this story. Because then it makes it real, and I always had a penchant for fantasy over reality. However, I made a promise so here I am, telling you things that I would rather keep buried.
Back to Dubs’ pompous ass... I don’t know if you know this, but when Dubs is in one of her moods, and you dare question her so-called factual statements, it usually leads to one of two things. Either she pouts like a little baby and strokes her ridiculously huge ego in the corner, or she’ll puff up her chest and start a fight she knows she can’t win. On this occasion, she chose the latter. She decided it would be a brilliant idea to challenge me, the great Son Chaeyoung. “You wouldn’t know the first thing about picking up women,” she says. “It requires a certain finesse. You wouldn’t understand the skill required because you’re always the one who gets picked up.”
I couldn’t let her insult my (non-existent) game, so the only sensible thing to do was to prove that I am Son fucking Chaeyoung and I do have fucking game. “It is so on! Challenge fucking accepted.” I mean how hard could it be?
Looking back, it’s a lot harder than I thought it was going to be. I’m not ashamed to admit this now, but I actually watched a shit ton of how to pick-up girls videos on YouTube. And with a few hours worth of pick-up knowledge from the night before on my belt, it’s time to show Kim Dahyun and YouTube that Son Chaeyoung does have game.