A stoppard Double Bill.
After magritte and the real inspector hound.

gosh i found back the activity i missed back in jc. the active discussion about a play, a drama, a lit text. the production was good! n surprise surprise, the actor who acted as Aston in the caretaker few yrs back was acting in the play i watched today! marvellous acting!

i wld have to say that the play was indeed entertaining. but is there no further depth other than entertainment? at least my minimal experience and knowledge about theatre leaves me clueless about themes that i shld be aware of. someone enlighten me if u have a clue.

absurd play? a blurred line between the audience and the stage. i liked the way its presented. it highlights how audience can be drawn into the play while watching. it seems as thought the acted audience (moon and birdboot) reminds us how the more knowledgeable will try to link to the usual themes of god, human conditions and identity when watching a play. but absurdly there was not much of it present in the play. maybe except for the theme of identity i guess, the blurred identity between audiences and actors. it makes the audience feel like they themselves are actors sharing the train of thoughts and subconciously leading to buzzing of whispers amidst the audiences.

oh i'm talkin abt The inspector hound. the many complicating concepts deeply captured my attention and pulled me in as u can tell.

as for the other play.. it was... just absurd. haha like a funny introduction to prepare us for the darker humour, not that it was very very dark. but a little... more subtle. its the idea of perspectives and how noone is absolutely right but if we pull together all logical aspects of thoughts, a closer solution might be gathered. its more like the theme of obsession... or is it not? then again.. the part abt dressing up and dressing down.. i cant tell the significance. enlighten me somebody.

gosh.. i love dramas. haha the nature of conflicts.

i still love this blog skin.

that was too cheerful for the dense adaptation i'm facing. haha

princess hours is keeping me alive though. haha with its sweetness.. somehow. hehe.

i like theatre studies.. but the workload is killing me. i hope repeating 'idreamthetstestaway' many many times will make my wish come true. haha i actually enjoy acting.. its fun. its like putting a mask on top of the one u already have, and recalling all incidences to bring out the facial expressions. its interesting. my biggest challeng: 'look at him lovingly' by my then director. den i imagined SNAFFEE. haha solved. rofl. i hope. haha

so i'm loving my new character thats for my ts practical exam. not confident if i can act her well but den it seems interesting. She's a bitchy magistrate who got killed. haha bitchify myself. haha n i like my ts group. super fun pple with average enthusiasm. lucky me. =)

so i submitted my term papers, and now its rushing projects time. 3 including ts. gosh. uni is sucking my life outta me. i took 1 mth break from work to study. n study it shall be. study.

with many bday's coming up. somehow its not as fascinating as before. has preparation become a chore to certain point? joyous shopping versus getting IT. are we thinkin more than we should?

will you be able to come to my bday party next yr? will you want to stay over in a super big chalet? or shld i ask will u WANT to come to my bday celeb next yr? haha i shld just open a chalet.. at most i'll self entertain by burning the charcoal up myself. haha its near cny so we can have mahjong. maybe many tables of mahjongs. rofl. shld i start to plan....?

vitality of planning. am i a resilient child?

i like the guest speaker today. she sits next to juvenile court judges and gives advices. she's like a hearty and warm caucasian gradmama with loadsa humour in her speech. i like to hear abt her experiences. at times it made me hope that i had a grandmama like that. haha maybe its cuz she fulfills my fairytale characteristics of grandma's role.

exams are near.

my addiction.

yes i bought the vcd. I've finished the show. finally. but i cant guarantee u'll not see a tired me around. haha there are still many term papers to rush. however i am emotionally refreshed. =) fairy tales always spruce me up.

i love that show. it made me think a lot despite all the lovey stuff. Its so sweet it makes me smile, its so sad my tears fell. optimism does aid a lot in life, i learnt that lesson too. sometimes we forget who we are being cooped up in the restricted environment - we lose ourselves. So what happens if your not sure which is yourself?

i lost myself many times this yr. subconciously, conciously. but optimism is my medication.

allowing a little sweetness to sweep the hard hearted me. sweet words do not fagger those who are deprived of open acknowledgements or confession, they just bury things deep under. so who has the key to open the locked door? When opened, how is one supposed to react? it is not easy to confess.

so between the caring and cold, who will i choose? stupidly i still chose the cold. maybe its the curiousity, the desire to know more. Its the intensity of the signs when revealed. for a moment i waivered, uncertainty. yet almost immediately, the answers jumped up at me. loyalty? i think its just me. weird-ity.

its still the best to remain single. =)

fancy how such a show made me think. haha but i really love cinderella's stories. i love prince n princesses tales. i guess.... i am afterall a kid. an overworked child deep within.

its a childish addiction.

hello adulthood. or is it student hood.

sometimes the crave for just a *** gets so strong, yet it melts all. stubborness within. why does it reflect so much of the inner self?

haha my gibberish

hi school work.

i'm acting as a bitchy magistrate in my ts play! muahahaha

somebody help me with lines!!!

freak.

there is just this other korea drama that i will so get addicted to. n by chance i caught the first episode today. freak. I WANT MORE OF IT ALREADY.

i'm such a weakling for un-conventional prince/princesses palace fantasy films.

i'm such a small little girl who craves for such palace fantasies.

gosh. i can feel my heart calling for it already! ahhhh...

grrr...

lets hope i find it out in the cd shops soon.

or i will just get overwhealmed.

somebody pls pacify my heart.

A lesson i should learn.

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital.

It was sent by a medical doctor - Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM.

SLOW DANCE

Have you ever watched kids

On a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain

Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.

Do you run through each day

On the fly?

When you ask How are you?

Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done

Do you lie in your bed

With the next hundred chores

Running through your head?

You'd better slow down

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.

Ever told your child,

We'll do it tomorrow?

And in your haste,

Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,

Let a good friendship die

Cause you never had time

To call and say,"Hi"

You'd better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere

You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,

It is like an unopened gift....

Thrown away.

Life is not a race.

Do take it slower

Hear the music

Before the song is over.