A Hallmark Holiday and frauds alike.

There I was, frantically trying to post, between the hours of my driver's ed. Only to find, the lack of a compose button on my iDevice. Sigh.
I'll soon regret my irregular musings here, when I have no longer the time I have to spare, as I do now.

This week, looks like it's going to be a very challenging one ahead, not to mention the end of any holidays I might have till forever.
I'm glad I took this break, for I have succesfully disallowed myself to get complacent, these 6 months I was blessed with, to frolick and fool around as much as I like.

Without having to look too much into the future, tomorrow seems to hold the key to my much needed freedom. So to speak, a hurdle I haven't been able to cross for a while. Hopefully, I will make myself proud, however small and insignificant this little bridge I'm so waiting to cross over may seem.

If there is one thing I've learnt during my improv classes, is that thinking inhibits. I acquire a certain freedom in throwing caution to the wind (I probably shouldn't be so quick to dismiss caution on the road, but you know what I mean) and just jumping into the fire.

Lesson for this week: Learning to live in the moment. Embrace fear and you will conquer it, and not vice versa.

SS2 Durians with the gang on Monday, college shopping on Tuesday, rehearsal on Wednesday, Nitya Sumangali on Thursday, and Friday. Hmm. Theatre with Kelvin on Saturday, and hot-seating on Sunday. Then orientation on Monday.

Yep, this is me, throwing caution to the wind, jumping off the cliff, with no clue if my parachute actually functions, or otherwise.

Word of the day: Done

in my ears,

city and colour: the girl

P.S. If you've realised that the title has absolutely zilch to do with the rest of the post, forgive me. The blog fairy comes along and puts little title ideas in my head that are hard to shake off.

Possibly maybe?

So, this wasn't a carefully thought out post, just a spur of the moment thing.
Before I barely have the time to breathe, soon.

How my suckish Monday took a wonderful turn :) I love the new or rather, old additions to the T4YP '11 group. Food, Sex and Death is a sure fire blast, if I dare say so, so early into the rehearsal process. Just one read through and casting was confirmed. Gotto love yourself some spontaneity.

On to other matters. It might have occured to you that I don't take failing very well. Yeah, thats just me. Shock, humiliation and stupitidy all rolled into one. Some people wouldn't understand. You just have to know what it feels like, to know what it feels like.
But now, my twitter reads, whats done is done. Time to pack up and move on.

I suppose biomechanics class on Saturday will come in handy soon enough. I doubt we were hopping onto wooden boxes, backwards without a reason.
Trust. As well as not over-thinking. I hope I find out what it is, soon enough.

I think it'd be amusing to juxtapose what they'll teach us at college and at T4YP. I hear a lot of quiet chuckling by myself, in the near future.

Fingers crossed for first T4YP production opening outside the country, in just 2 months!

Thought of the day: Tickle Sex

in my ears,
sam tsui and kurt schneider: summer pop medley

I'm just a shot, then we can die.

June, in a blink of an eye.
Can't say I'm not happy the year is going buy fast. Can't say I'm thrilled either. Thats me, rocking back and forth in liminality.
Yep, a new word we learnt yesterday.
And then the lights went out.

Anyway, a good day out today was. Yes yes, I like me some Kung Fu Panda.
Noisy car rides and lots and lots of laughs. I've got a good couple of people to keep me company :)

Food, Sex and Death and driving test on Monday.
Both, potentially being the death of me.

Please June, don't rob any opportunities. Be kind and I will try my best to return the favour.

Thought of the day: Inner-peace

in my ears,

pirates of the caribbean theme: the piano guys