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

Post production nombre UNO.

Yep.
Post production.
Absolutely surreal. Its been a whirlwind 5 weeks, I'll tell you that.
If you watched the show, thank you for coming. It really means so much.

And to my darling friends, thank you so so much for the surprise. What an absolute amazing opening night I had. I hope T4YP returned the favour :)

I do remember being far more excited about blogging about the whole experience. That was probably just my rattled mind speaking before I realised my incompetency in actually forming the words in my head.
To put it simply, I haven't the words to rightly describe the mixed feelings brewing away inside me.
It's not been easy, it really hasn't.

What with the idea of college looming up waaay sooner than I expected. I can safely say, the future hold much too much for me.

In other news, a wonderful, wonderful day I had :)

Thought of the day: Tutti Frutti (and Auntie Anne's)

in my ears,

janet jackson: together again.

yes, that was the dinner date scene song -.-

SatCrash Phobia.

So its been a few days since I've revisited my humble cyber abode.
Opening night in 3 days. Sigh.
It's been a rollercoaster of emotions, these past few days.
A mess of timing, is the only thing thats holding me back, right about now.
Nonetheless, grateful am I, to the rest :)
It means bucketloads that you're there for me.

Bump in, on Tuesday.
This happy bunny has tomorrow off. No Monday blues for me.

This week, has been nothing short of an experience.
Online web dates, viber chats and a dose of nutty cast quality time.
I'm glad my resolution for 2011 is keeping to its terms.
FUNFUNFUN.

We'll see if I survive after bump out (and a delicious dinner) on Sunday.


Word of the day: BoLEH

in my ears,

frank sinatra: come fly with me

Dream a little dream.

Its only been about 6 days since my last post, and it's already May. PHEW. Has time gone by.
Lit Nite 2011. YOWW. I remember the drama from last year. I still think, no one had it as bad as we did. Although, many new things to adjust to this year. I loved how the lit nite and forensics seasons always mean meeting new people you usually know simply based on the exchanging of unknowing glances around school. I love how the seasons change all of that completely. Going to school during the season, which I generally would not have been part of for obvious reasons, made me feel a little sense of loss. Blessed am I for having the opportunity once again :)

New friends. Lovelovelove.

As with every lit nite, the show was absolutely amazing. Proud am I of my little grasshoppers. Sigh. The sense of contentment I feel is quite remarkable actually.
Now, on to my own preparations, for a superb (hopefully) performance.

A History of Falling Things, @Pentas 2, KLPac.
19th-22nd May.
Be there or be square :)

Word of the day: Alone

in my ears,

The Warblers: Somewhere Only We know

OST Glee.

Chemical contraption

For some reason, have been daydreaming about a new blog post for a few days now. Well. Hear I go.
Let me just start off by saying that it has INDEED been a long last few days. Especially today.
IB scholarship interview today. Great school and everything, but it starts to conjure up and unfamiliar longing for the familiarity of Assunta. Secret stake outs everywhere and such feeling of belonging makes me look back on the days of form 5, wandering down corridors with a sh*t load of homework to be done. Just thinking about it, gives me a headache, still. Sigh.

At least hardwork done in a friendly environment, grown into every vein of my being for a good, long 5 years doesn't seem so bad. Miss it a little, and yet a little bit now. As I say time and time again it really it so much better, looking in from the outside. We tend to agree with the same things we completely despised when we were the ones subjected to it in the old days. Going into a new environment with everyone else so caught up with their own routines, completely at ease with their own sense of familiarity.

I do have to admit, it makes me proud that at the mention of my school's name, double-takes are had and words like tradition, reputable and premier come to mind. Some sort of fuzzy feeling, ever so comforting in such unknown territory.

Anyway, busy busy day of blocking at rehearsal today.
Lineslineslineslineslines. Sigh.
I need a cue buddy :(
As for now, I guess I'll just be recording voice memos and saying my lines to myself.
Let bygones be bygones please? It wasn't my fault. I know better than to test your patience that way. It really is very embarassing, as if it dilutes whats left of my talent, that, as it is, pales in comparison to that of the others.
Stupid first mistakes. Noone ever listens to me.
Anyway, getting that out of the way makes me feel a little better. Closure. For stupid little things, for stupid little naive me. Let there be no more of these silly mistakes. Let it be forgotten.

On to better news, excited for first mainstage production. Bigger venue and many more cues to put to memory, in such a short time.
Bunkface in KLPac. Yes, me, abusing my new found freedom on the grounds of such a gorgeous place :) Lucky am I. Free concert entry and new friends to share it with (Y)

Off on Friday. Yes, to use or not. I realise how foolish I sound. Well, I feel pretty nauseated simply thinking about it. Excluding the fact that I have such great company. I hope.

Ridonkulous.

Thought of the day: 20-20 vision

in my ears,

los lonely boys: heaven