Tuesday, July 29

Today was the day that I trained one-on-one with Onew.

I swear, the more I hang out with him, the more I like him. ^_^

We basically spent the entire day practicing. He first taught me some more dancing. I think I'm going to have to learn a full dance one of these days.

Nobody expects me to be as good as SHINee, but I need to be better than I am now. We also worked on my acting a bit, though that was more fun than serious.

We decided to put on our own version of Romeo and Juliette, just because we could. We only did the balcony scene and the suicide scene.

I stood on a box that was supposedly my "balcony"

Onew sat on the floor next to my box (sorry... balcony) and started to speak "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!"

I shouted down at him "Who's down there? Are you an idiot? I'm Juliette, not Rapunzel! Rapunzel is in the next castle over!"

Then, of course, he started singing

"Juliette! yeonghoneul bachilkkeyo
Juliette! jebal nal bada jwoyo
Juliette! dalkomhi jom deo dalkomhage
soksagyeo naui serenade" (SHINee's "Juliette" chorus)

"Oh good sir," I cried out "You have a beautiful voice!"

"I have a beautiful face too!"

"Really?"

"Yes!" he smiled up at me "Why don't you come down here and see for yourself?"

"I will" I jumped off my box and Onew stood up. “You certainly do have a beautiful face!” I said.

“As do you, Rapunzel!”

“Juliette.”

“Right, Juliette. My name is Romeo.”

“Hello Romeo.”

“We should get married.”

I covered my mouth with my hand and gasped. “Should we?”

“You’re beautiful, so I love you, so let’s get married.” He replied.

“Okay then.”

“Can I kiss you?” He asked with a smile.

“Yes, you may.”

We started leaning in towards each other… slowly, eyes closed.

Suddenly, I pushed him away and he fell to the floor.

“No, I don’t want to kiss you anymore.”

He jumped up. “That’s okay. Let’s just get married.”

“Okay,” I said. Then we walked away to finish the scene.

After that, I laid on the floor of the practice room. Onew walked up to me.

“Rapunzel, Rapunzel, wake up!” He said. I continued to just lie there.

“Oh No!” He pretended to cry. “My beloved Rapunzel is dead. I should be dead too.”

He pulled a little plastic knife out of his pocket and pretended to kill himself with it.

That was my cue. I “woke up” and saw Onew lying next to me. “No!” I wailed. “My Romeo is dead!”

I kept pretending to cry for a couple moments, hunched over Onew. Suddenly I sat up straight and smiled.

“Oh well, no use crying about it. And I’m certainly not going to kill myself!”

Onew sat up quickly. “What did you say?” He cried.

He put both his hands on my neck and fake strangled me until I collapsed on the floor. Then he lay back down. The play was over.

We both kept lying there for about 5 minutes with the camera man filming us before someone in the crew asked us if we were going to get up.

We both sat up and started laughing.

That was pretty much the most eventful thing that happened today. We danced a lot, sang a lot, and then the rest of the guys came to sing and dance with us.

We were out late again practicing, so I gotta sleep. Nighty-night!