The point is: AHSHHHHHHKJEJ:EJOsdjf;poeoifjlksdjf*&@#^()!@)(^)$(^96#^^&%(&^%$797%!!!!
Translation: I think this is truly the pits of fangirldom. A nightmare of hellish proportions, shocking my entire family (husband and sister included) into morose bits of sighing, almost-crying, and all around depression every time we accidentally flip through a Kpop mixed CD and land on one of our many prized and priceless Block B songs (especially the slow sad ones).
For anyone not familiar with my Kpop fangirl history, it’s a short one. True, I’ve been poking around the Kpop world since nearly the same time as I discovered K-Dramas, but the chapter of my life where I could officially confess and publically announce my membership in not one, but two fandoms, happened only recently. I’m primarily a VIP (BIGBANG), but running a close second is my love of Block B, and it’s no secret that being a BBC (*laughs at the name still*) has turned me into the perfect fangirl. I swoon, I dream, bat my eyelashes, and generally try to convert anyone I can get my hands on into a BBC. At the very least, I play their music a lot.
So the news that my darling boys are suing their agency hit me hard in the gut. For days my heart has been fluttering with a whole array of woes and worries:
1. They won’t be appearing in public anytime soon to sing beautiful music.
2. They won’t be on any more variety shows, showing off their talent and personalities.
3. They’re out on a limb, assuredly with BBC support, but in dangerous territory about to fight a court battle with an uncertain future.
4. Will they emerge victorious? If so, what next? Will they sign with a different agency or persevere on their own?
5. Will they lose, and be *whispers* forced to disband?
6. A few of the members are probably talented enough make it on their own (Zico, Kyung, P.O. and probably Taeil). But what about the others?
This development has done some strange things to this fangirl’s heart. Never before have I had to deal with a scandal or controversy like this as it happened. BIGBANG’s series of scandals in 2011, Block B’s own errors during the Thailand interview earlier this year, the legacy of DBSK (3 whole years of it!) – all were in the past before I ever came to even know about these groups, or even to like/love them.
The verdict: I almost wish I wasn’t so much of a fan. The sadness in my life right about a group of guys I’ve never met, or even been on the same continent with is a scary bit of reality. And the worst thing is that there is nothing I can about it. I can’t fight. I can’t picket outside the company buildings. I can’t even know what exactly is going on, or who is truly in the right, or who is wrong. I can’t hold Zico’s hand and tell him to stay steady. I can’t give the whole group a hug and say it’s going to be alright. I can only sit back and wait for news as it slowly comes in, and hope that somewhere, sometime in the future things will be alright, and my OT7 won’t be torn asunder. This. Sucks.
Some inspiration until I make it through: