I apologize for the demonic thumping sound coming from your speakers.
it's a dirt bike game, which is ridiculously hard to play, and i put it there for some quick relief.

GS is moving along, WE GOT OUR SCRIPT! so very good, we're starting to get blocking down and today's a headache because i have to churn out the new soundscapes. speech and drama exams are two days after inventio, so i am seriously screwed because i haven't memorised ANYTHING, well fine, half memorised stuff. and i haven't written my speech, but i figure i'm just going to bullcrap my way through either the stanislavskian method of acting-naturalist theatre, or the brechtian theatre convention.

i shall memorise three out of four pieces tonight! and do the soundscape.
shamsundhr balaputhrputhrmuki.

shamsundhr balaputhrputhrmuki.
thanks vinesh, that's stuck in my head.

so that week was over, the most stressful and the most anticipated one of the third term. Had the Day I Met the Prince on saturday, which was rather good, i could feel the magic as a performer(: ensemble was tight, no one majorly forgot their lines. Thanks seniors for coming, thank you grace, esther, daddy, bre, amos, josh for coming(: i come out, see you people and i'm like "whoa. that was scary!" but thanks for the support!

sunday, tapestry. there were so many brainfart moments it wasn't funny. but i guess overall, i think we did really good(: considering we didn't suddenly drop dead in the middle of the dance floor. hahaha thank you all for coming again!!

and we managed to watch Yellow Monkey on saturday night after Prince. fantastic movements, heightened, natural, but ritualised, realist to surrealist. about a man on drugs, rapes a girl, sees his problems at home, goes into side effects, trembles, all five of them, grey structure moves forward, blackout. haha sorry, that was an attempt to remind myself so i can use it for GS(:

okay, here's to my first free night in a while.

There was a cheer in my body as i finished econnect today.

so that was the last of the work to be done this week, or rather, by tuesday. chinese, drama, gp and all, and you feel accomplished after finishing all that work, and living to tell the tale. well, this week's only just beginning, and from tomorrow til sunday i don't get home till 11pm.

tapestry suddenly got fun again, i think it had to do with the costumes. though i look like 3in1 colgate toothpaste. vivocity, 4.45pm guys, not 3.

and things are just coming along nicely(:

what's the difference between a punching bag and me at this time? if you give a slight push to the punching bag, it goes down and bounces back up. i stay down.

i think the medicine i'm taking retains the phlegm in my body, then works on killing the bacteria there. thing is, it makes the intake of air extremely difficult. and attempting to take in truckloads of air while dancing made me dizzy. so i got extremely winded after TWO runs of the whole dance.

anyway. i know this again is cheap advertising, but then hey, who's gonna see this but four people?

Day I Met The Prince
16th September

Tapestry
17th September

i can't remember dates and times, but if you want to go, msg me and i'll find out for you(:
now, it's to garageband to fix that soundscape.

emo nemo. haha isn't that right bre?

this stupid flu/cold/bronchitis thing looks like it's clearing up, and the frequency of coughing out bundles of phlegm is reduced much. which is rather good, because then i won't garner looks from people whenever i blow my nose to get rid of the clogged up fluid trapped there.

gs last night was headachey, but productive, in a way. in any case, we're clear of the main storyboard, but the scripting is the thing that's trapping us now. for that matter:

inventio
2nd september
acjc. $5

a reminder that out there somewhere, there are people waiting to get you.

i don't think i'm the only one feeling it though, but that was a timely reminder that if your weak point shows, a touch to that affects you. i was at the dentist yesterday and well, because of this cold/flu thingy, my gums got a bit infected. when she was cleaning my teeth, a mere touch to the gum got me wincing in pain.

maybe this is why i try so hard to be good at everything, to win all the time, so that no one faults me for doing badly and hits that weak point. it's only coming in full force when this year started after what happened last year. add that to my already overpowering D personality, and i don't want to see what's going to happen to me in the near future.

so hello, the five of you. you've got a golden ticket.

i think everything's sorta picked up again.

i've watched the dark knight and hellboy 2 and they're both fantastic movies. the dark knight especially. heath ledger as the joker was amazing. the way he actually got into the mindset of a psychopath, coupled with the gorgeously freaky makeup, tripled with the whole way he moved. that was like movie of the year.

hellboy. that one was pretty good too, i thought, but he looked way too scrawny. arms half the size of that in the first movie. nice storyline though. but the golden army wasn't that impressive as they made it out to be. okay fine, it kinda was, but i was secretly hoping for a bit of damage on a sad city so that hellboy and his friends could come and save the city and have a nice bang for an ending.

i had a nice monday today, had a percussion guy for dep and then tapestry rehearsals. oh, and the chinese teacher didn't come, so we didn't have our four-period chinese lesson(:

okay, now's where i stress about GS.

go playboys.

i need to learn how to manage my time. and watch the thunder tour. and pass promos.

If you tried to take a picture of the whole sky with a camera, could you? If you tried by yourself, you'd just be going in circles, unsure whether you've taken that part of the sky or not. frustration would follow, and you'd end up on the grass, disillusioned and fed up with the seemingly insurmountable task. people might come by and laugh at you, in your futile attempt to do a good job. other people might come by, have a glance, and walk off, either nodding in approval of your fighting spirit or shaking their head in disbelief. but then there are those who come with a drink, get you to sit down and rest, take the camera from your hands and help you snap a few pictures. they then help you back up on your feet and go back to their own insurmountable tasks.

this week has been like that. i've tried and tried to take my own pictures, and more than once i've fallen down, disillusioned and confused and frustrated. more than once i've had people sneer and put me down. more than once i've gotten a few smiles, more than once a few disapproving looks. and more than once i've had people stop by and tell me to take a rest, they themselves sacrificing their own bank of emotional sanity to help me get back on my feet. and i thank God for these people in my life.

it's really made me think, if you do something you love or are passionate about, you'd put in everything you have to make sure you do it to the best of your ability. encountering a setback in the technical sense is part of the job, and challenges are relished and enjoyed. but when someone makes a joke out of your dedication and passion, you fall twice as hard. you end up lying on the grass, disillusioned and frustrated, unsure of your own ability to carry on.

it's funny how something you disliked in the past comes round and now it suddenly has this appeal to it. newer things become overrated and you suddenly don't feel like using it anymore. i've had a sudden love for my sister's yamaha keyboard over my so-called guitar and drum fortes, possibly because i can play the piano and think at the same time. what i'm thinking transfers to my fingers and i realised that i play more emotively and there's a certain flow and storyline to my improvisations on the keyboard and i think i should record it someday.

it's the weekend now, and though things aren't exactly settled, there's a certain comfort in the fact that you can wake up at 11am. so that's what i'm going to do now. catch up on all the lost sleep i've accumulated through this very trying week.

and there are a few who pointed up at the sky and say, "hey john, commit everything to God. he'll give you a wide-angle lens." thanks guys(:

well this has been quite a week. IS and GS A Levels. it's so important that it's in caps.

yes, so monday i had my oral for alevels, and ohmygoodness i am going to fail. i made up nearly half the words in the passage, and rambled through my conversation. ohwell. whatever. so then on tuesday i crewed for the j2's GSs. good stuff man, everyone was really good and all(:

thursday had clarice's piece, which was amazing. people crying and all. :D yes, then had dinner at nydc and tried my first nydc cheesecake, which was goooood(: so went back tired, so tired in fact, that it made my morning today the most stressful one in my life. and it'll probably take half an hour to explain it in full detail, but in other words, i woke up late.

and then after kester's IS, which went really well too, i was crewing the rest of the day AND i lost SIX KG.yes, that's right(: 86-6=80. oh and i'm now 184cm(:

hoho. pied piper tomorrow.