CASE-G: " OTL " Moment

One of CASE-G's most " OTL " moments revealed!

(From left to right) Eomma Alise, Me!, Minmin & Carmen

Taken on the day of our first "CASE-G Diary" recording, we decided to snap a photo of our first-in-a-very-long-time dance rehearsal. Our classes are at different times and Minmin is always so busy... ( T_T)＼(^-^ )

So while we were trying to snap a photo with eomma's camera, eomma who also helped record our short dance practice video (which we won't be revealing .__.) forgot to switch back to camera mode and it took us a while to figure out that we were being recorded!

Look at how eomma's smile changed and Carmen's "OTL" expression after realising! But how candid is this, right?!

It's my first attempt at creating a GIF image, so please forgive the flaws. ^^
Here's the full video of this "facepalm-ing" scene!

XOXO,
Me~!

Neverland

"If you are Peter Pan, I am Tinkerbell."

The you that I love.
For taking care of me,
you are a brother.
For making me comfortable,
you are a friend.
For teaching me how to love,
you are a lover.

The you that I love,
you are not mine alone.
This love that I have to share
is alright
because I know,
the love you deserve
is so much more.

More than this,
if you are Peter Pan,
then I am Tinkerbell.
From the start till the end,
I am and will be
in Neverland.

My dear,
you must remember this story,
of the you who stopped in time,
and the me who stopped with you.

When you are silently
bringing back joy to those who lost,
you are Peter Pan,
following Tinkerbell,
who was sent by memories in Neverland.

The place with only you and I,
we smile
eternally stopped in time.
You will always be my Peter Pan,
and nobody else would understand you
like I do.

But love,
you must know that there is more to this story,
that I am only
a little existence by your side.
Told differently,
this tale
of Tinkerbell's heart.

Of how it aches
when you look in her eyes,
or how alone
when she smiles.

I know,
one day in this life,
we'll say goodbye.
You'll find your Wendy
and leave me behind.
And I'll live in memories,
stopped in time,
and you'll never need to know
how I loved you as mine.

If you are Peter Pan,
I am Tinkerbell,
left alone
after Neverland.

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You know,
that this is our story.
So dear,
you must promise to not feel sad for me,
though I may cry at first
you must know that I can smile
eventually.

Before Wendy,
those memories of you,
I will keep them in Neverland,
a diary of our own.
Your smiles, they'll be kept as photos.
In Neverland,
you will still be there,
remaining the same.

We will live forever
in Neverland,
like Tinkerbell &
Peter Pan.

"How much did you change while the clock's strings were turning?

I turned the last page that is written about you.

But I have no courage to read it,

I will erase the sad words.

Our story is not over,

because we will meet again."

CASE-G Diary, Ep 1!

A sneak peak into our practice session of our first 'fun cover', "Gee"! 

(Don't get too excited, we're not leaking the dance, but rather our goofball-ness on camera!)

NOTE: 

All "Behind The Scenes" idea was thought out by adorable Minmin~! ♪( ´▽｀) and none of the scenes were rehearsed. :D

We were also kicking each other's asses but we probably missed that out .___.

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On the side note, doesn't this make a good cover photo? 

2 out of the 5 members of CASE-G~ 

Well, count this as a pre-debut teaser photo maybe? （≧∇≦）

"Mystery, mystery,

Molla molla ajik urineun molla~ （≧∇≦）"

XOXO, 

Me!

Practice #1!

Sorry for the short hiatus on the dance update! I AM BACK!

After the sad event of our beloved maknae (no, not the maknae of the dance group) leaving us for another college, the rest of us got into webcam craze. We started recording video messages, and I started recording covers... LOL! I meant vocal covers. (*Eomma Alise is in charge of recording dance covers .__.*)

It's taking forever to upload so I thought I'd do a better one before officially uploading it. STAY TUNED. :P

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It's been so long but we finally got the customised "Gee" choreo and positions down!

Behold my rough position sketch! (at least compliment my writing, yo~!) 

Our positions are denoted by those alphabets, 

S referring to me, 

A referring to Eomma Alise,

G referring to Minmin~ <3 &

C referring to Carmen. 

As you can see, there are only the 4 of us, and our maknae Edwina isn't with us. Don't worry though, she didn't transfer, just...she refuses to dance the cutesy type. X)

We had to customise the 9-person choreo to a 4-person one, and so many position changes had to be done (TT.TT) Took us 2 hours in the dance room today to "trial-and-error" and only had the last 10 minutes to go through it once. 

Obviously, we didn't remember our parts and positions so practice #1 was sooooo ugly. We may or may not make our practice video open to the public cause it was sooooo ugly, but even if we do, remember to take it with a pinch of salt, just for laughs.

Eomma was holding the paper the whole time, but after the dance commented (to me) that "Your paper is confusing!" (TT.TT)

So... I promised to make a better one. (Working on it now! ...since the classes for today have ended, woo~!)

Anyway, thanks so much to Eomma Alise for helping out so much with the arrangement. Stuff couldn't have been done so quickly without eomma's witty thinking! Leader-eomma should also be choreographer now X) 

and much thanks for putting great effort in dancing. Dancing isn't dancing if you don't feel the joy doing it :)

Also, kudos to eomma's red jeans today! Also helped to pick out our styles. Eomma Alise has so many responsibilities. X)

Off to practice! 

...and re-edit my choreo paper X)

Behold le Carmen!...and eomma's red jeans. XD 

XOXO,

Me!

You: That Little Piece Of Me

I came to college, met new people.
Youngsters, and our affairs of the heart.
It was attraction, the excitement in getting to know someone new,
that I forgot that little piece of me
called you.

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With you,
It's been 451 days.

You,
who was once a complete unnoticeable stranger
taught me that love comes unexpected.
Just a glance, yet it wasn't love at first sight.
I don't remember why
but you were there and so was I.

You,
who is perfect in everyone's eyes
made me see that you were just a boy.
Shy, vulnerable, with flaws of your own,
even taught me that love isn't about loving the loveable
but loving the little things that nobody else could notice.

You,
who said that dreams will come true if I don't give up.
I believed you,
who left your country for your dreams.
You gave me the strength to chase mine,
so that next time I can stand worthily next to you.

This story about you engraved in my heart.
You were far away,
when the person you love posted that past photo of you and her.
She wished you luck & apologised that it ended this way,
and she was getting married.
It was the first time I cried,
not because you had a lover
but for you.
"How much it must have hurt to watch her go with someone else."
You taught me
that loving doesn't need meaningful returns
and even if you never look this way, I can feel happy as long as you feel it too.

There was another first time.
When I saw your photos as a child.
With a familiar smile, exactly
like the one that I love so much:
No pretences, sincere and true.
You hugged an older friend.
It was the first time then
that I proudly said
"He's still as gentle as he was before." 


At the airport.
When I see you,
you are always alone.
It must be lonely at the top, right?
Even if you smile,
even if you say "no",
your eyes
show.

Once in this life,
if I get a chance,
I would sit next to you.
Like a friend,
I would be there for you.

To have felt such a rush when I talk about you,
to have smiled stupidly to myself when I see you smile,
to have loved when I see you loving what you do,
to have tirelessly stood all day just to see you,
to have scribbled your name in textbooks,
to the extent that my parents know your name.
People call me crazy,
and I might have been crazy before,
but it's not a feeling that everyone has gone through,
but I have because
there is you.

In my memory,
there will always be
the boy with the most beautiful smile
who dreamed of becoming president.
And the fortunate feeling
that he didn't.
Otherwise,
that smile that I love,
would it still be the same?

There are times,
I wonder who you were to me in my past life.
To have met you
now,
like this,
for you to give me so much,
for me to love you so much,
like this.

A feeling, a love
that cannot be put into words.
Many people would not understand
why in my youth
did I love you this much.
They may ask why you are worth
all my heart.
I will tell them, that
"fortitude" is not something that can be taught by anyone,
and you
gave me this precious thing.

My love,
to become someone worthy of you,
I have done all I can up till today.
To be better,
to be stronger.
To one day, be able to stand next to you
deservingly.
To tell you personally
how thankful I am to not have missed you in the midst of billions of people.
"Thank you" for your companionship
be it crying or laughing
over the past years.

We are growing up.
You,
who once said,
in 10 years,
"I want to get married."

And loving is not about meaningful returns.
You taught me.

The day you say your vows,
I will cry,
be it tears of joy or the other.
The place I dreamed of standing
will one day be taken by the person who loves you
as much or maybe
more than I do,
for me and for you.

You are,
in simple words
"a piece of me",
my life.
To you,
I am a "guardian angel".
Unworthy
of having me by your side.

Then in the next life,
you don't have to be the one to shine,
and I don't have to be the "guardian angel".
You would just be a boy,
and I would just be a girl,
and I will be able to get closer to you.
In the next lifetime,
I will still be loving you.
But that time,
instead,
let me be the one to give you courage.

But the next lifetime is still far away.
In this lifetime,
in 20, 30, 40 years to come,
the white-haired me will be flipping a yellowing diary
filled with photos of the black-haired you.
Then,
let me be the one to tell my grandchildren
that
"I used to love you that...that much..."

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"This is merely written as a dedication to someone very special to me, who is my inspiration, my destination, my strength."