I have nothing much to say. It has been quite fine this week. Yesterday I had stomach flu (I think) or gastritis. I went through rehearsals with a painful stomach and endured for a little longer for dinner with some of the Young Co. members. I couldn't eat so I had Ice Mocha. Luckily (uhm...uhm...uhm), Gillian could not finish her mushroom soup so she gave it me. So, in the end I did eat dinner.
And I thought the pain would go away. Instead it became worse! I was practically wriggling in bed before deciding to pop two pills of antacid and 500ml of water and then head to bed. Oh yes, I had ointment applied on the stomach as well. I don't know if it would work but I pray hard it will.
This morning, I woke up feeling better at first then the pain came back. So while typing this, I am enduring a bad stomachache. Aww...
Anyhow, yesterday we had a full-run through of Love's labour's Lost; the first time since a month ago. Last time we could see the shape of the play, now we're getting the sense of the play. Isn't that good? We're bringing Shakespearean english and making it understandable to today's audience. It's a good thing. And I must thank our camaraderie for making it possible.
Oh yes, before the run through one of our cast members asked for permission if he can read a prayer to us all. I thought that was quite dramatic enough but said nothing. But what he has to say was more!
I cannot remember word for word what he said because I was trying my hardest not to laugh. But here are some of the phrases that caught my ears: "god bless our soul, our friends, our family and our spirits...", "this is a very important and last night for us all (for goodness sake it was 2pm in the afternoon and only a full-run through!)..." and "god please protect us all and bless our souls" (LOL).
After the run through nine of us went to watch the gala premiere of the Write Stuff - a national script-writing competition for those below 12-years-old. I didn't want to expect anything; sometimes it's better to be shocked or surprised. Man was I both shocked and surprised! They were really good and very creative. Who would have thought you can spoof Goldilocks, The Three Little Pigs and and Nanny Mcphee into out-of-this-world original stories!
The second runner-up retold the story of Goldilocks as a selfish little girl who only had one rule for friends: "Don't touch my toys!" Joined by her friends - the hip-hop Red Riding Hood and French Puss in Boots - who taught Goldilocks a lesson about her character, I was entertained by the creativity of this 12-year-old. It was good to watch.
The second place play told the story of one of the pigs (from The Three Little Pigs) who became best friend with the wolf and how they struggled through hardships together. Pressured by his dead grandfather - who came back in spirit - and growing hunger, the wolf began to have entertaining thoughts of eating his own best friend! Yeah, typical so I won't go on anymore. The idea was cute.
The first prize went to this UWC girl. Her story was about this aunt who was put in-charge of looking after her nephew, whom she calls Dorothy, and niece, whom she calls Geraldine, while their parents were away. Their real names are Andy and Anne. Like Nanny Mcphee, she was a living hell of a babysitter but she's not magical, just eccentric. The story took a turn when the children decided to chase her away by playing loud music, since she has an aversion for loud noise. So they decided to "party" to loud music at home, thinking it will drive their aunt out of the house. However, little did they know of her excitement for dancing and music. So, annoyed by their horrible dance moves she decided to teach them a lesson - in dance! And that was how the story turned to a happy ending. Yeah I know: boring review. But I am too excited that I cannot think properly. It's not my fault I'm made this way.
I am surprised by their talents, even now. Who would have expected such beautiful stories written by twelve year olds? I feel like a cuckoo... Hahahak.
That's all I have.
Love ya'll
Sunday 31 August 2008
Sunday 24 August 2008
Prepairing
Sometimes you just cannot rely on others too much. You only have yourself to depend on, regardless of how close your friendship is. At the heart of it lies two different and distinct individuals. It is not one, but two.
There will be guilt for the negligence, that's irrevocable and unavoidable. Yet it should not be forgotten that each one has his / her own stand. It is the rights one has as an individual living among this huge and intricate society. It is one's own fundamental rights.
I am not implicating anyone. If I have to pacify somebody, let me then say this: I am not being diplomatic neither am I being dogmatic. It is a universal de facto.
And to hurt someone is also within a person's rights. S/he can either be doing it intentionally or otherwise but it doesn't change the fact: someone has to get hurt and somebody needs to hurt.
Perhaps it is this commonality that relates us to one another. We share certain similarities, albeit the difference in experience, and exist in a realm of higher order. Sigmund Freud calls it collective unconscious. I choose to call it Death.
We are all going die one day. But not all of us are scared of it. Yet we anticipate it. It is real. And it is going to happen.
We will all be funnelled into the same space. Death brings us there. It is the thread that runs through us all.
And then it comes to a full-circle: you become alone once more.
Next time when I feel like I have nobody to talk to, I'll be grateful. It's preparing me for what is to come.
Love ya'll
There will be guilt for the negligence, that's irrevocable and unavoidable. Yet it should not be forgotten that each one has his / her own stand. It is the rights one has as an individual living among this huge and intricate society. It is one's own fundamental rights.
I am not implicating anyone. If I have to pacify somebody, let me then say this: I am not being diplomatic neither am I being dogmatic. It is a universal de facto.
And to hurt someone is also within a person's rights. S/he can either be doing it intentionally or otherwise but it doesn't change the fact: someone has to get hurt and somebody needs to hurt.
Perhaps it is this commonality that relates us to one another. We share certain similarities, albeit the difference in experience, and exist in a realm of higher order. Sigmund Freud calls it collective unconscious. I choose to call it Death.
We are all going die one day. But not all of us are scared of it. Yet we anticipate it. It is real. And it is going to happen.
We will all be funnelled into the same space. Death brings us there. It is the thread that runs through us all.
And then it comes to a full-circle: you become alone once more.
Next time when I feel like I have nobody to talk to, I'll be grateful. It's preparing me for what is to come.
Love ya'll
Sunday 17 August 2008
Say what you want
It's not very hard to talk is it? Just say something and wait for a reply. In my opinion, so long as you speak, you will get a reply (though it may take a while sometimes).
And to say something, to express yourself verbally is as good as extending yourself to another person - to make a bridge in the gap, a connection to the other person or something of that sort. But be mindful of what you say. We may be living in the new world - a world of freedom of expression - but what is said will have an effect on another person.
I talk to Kent about this quite often, about telling of the person just by the way they talk. I am not a professional but have you noticed how much you can tell of a person just by the way they talk? It speaks volume doesn't it?
Yet it is improper to quickly, and hastily, make a judgement. I am guilty and I seek yours too. If there's anything we can do just by listening to them speak is to get in the same "frequency" or "wavelength" i.e. get in sync with their style. That is one of the best way to communicate to others.
I realised this also because I am studying shakespeare for an upcoming production; yes I'm gonnabe in Young Co.'s Love's Labour's Lost (by William Shakespeare) that will run from 10th to 14th Sept 2008. Tickets can be bought through Sistics. They cost $25, and $12 (students only).
Sue, my director, told me once that to study a shakespearean play (to better understand and perform the plays) is to read his lines properly; to peruse it with care. We have to be wary of all the punctuations, the verse, the vowels and consonants for they are our only guidance to understanding the play, first, then the sense of what we're saying. Essentially, we have to pay very close attention to the language. And never have I seen language being so highly praised like a reverend sport. I was simply humbled by the experience. It was overwhelming.
And to speak shakespeare is to have control of our breaths and organs of articulation. It truly is wonderful isn't it? How many people take care of the way they breathe and make the effort to pronounce the words properly i.e. without cutting corners? And the syllabus...man they are important too. They tell of which part of the word to stress on and which don't.
Try making the effort to say those words. They will sound more beautiful.
Love ya'll
And to say something, to express yourself verbally is as good as extending yourself to another person - to make a bridge in the gap, a connection to the other person or something of that sort. But be mindful of what you say. We may be living in the new world - a world of freedom of expression - but what is said will have an effect on another person.
I talk to Kent about this quite often, about telling of the person just by the way they talk. I am not a professional but have you noticed how much you can tell of a person just by the way they talk? It speaks volume doesn't it?
Yet it is improper to quickly, and hastily, make a judgement. I am guilty and I seek yours too. If there's anything we can do just by listening to them speak is to get in the same "frequency" or "wavelength" i.e. get in sync with their style. That is one of the best way to communicate to others.
I realised this also because I am studying shakespeare for an upcoming production; yes I'm gonnabe in Young Co.'s Love's Labour's Lost (by William Shakespeare) that will run from 10th to 14th Sept 2008. Tickets can be bought through Sistics. They cost $25, and $12 (students only).
Sue, my director, told me once that to study a shakespearean play (to better understand and perform the plays) is to read his lines properly; to peruse it with care. We have to be wary of all the punctuations, the verse, the vowels and consonants for they are our only guidance to understanding the play, first, then the sense of what we're saying. Essentially, we have to pay very close attention to the language. And never have I seen language being so highly praised like a reverend sport. I was simply humbled by the experience. It was overwhelming.
And to speak shakespeare is to have control of our breaths and organs of articulation. It truly is wonderful isn't it? How many people take care of the way they breathe and make the effort to pronounce the words properly i.e. without cutting corners? And the syllabus...man they are important too. They tell of which part of the word to stress on and which don't.
Try making the effort to say those words. They will sound more beautiful.
Love ya'll
Sunday 10 August 2008
Two good songs
Song For A Friend- Jason Mraz
Well you're magic he said
But don't let it all go to your head
'Cause I bet if you all had it all figured out
Then you’d never get out of bed
Well no doubt
Of all the things that I’ve read what he wrote me
Is now sounding like the man I was hoping to be
Keep on keeping it real
'Cause it keeps getting easier he'll see
He’s the reason that I’m laughing
Even if there’s no one else
He said, you’ve got to love yourself
He said you shouldn’t mumble when you speak
But keep your tongue up in your cheek
And if you stumble onto something
Better remember that it’s humble that you seek
And you’ve got all the skill you need
Individuality
You’ve got something
Call it gumption
Call it anything you want
Because when you play the fool now
You’re only fooling everyone else
You’re learning to love yourself.
yes you are
you are
yes you, you
There’s no price to pay
When you give and what you take.
That’s why it’s easy to thank you.
You, you, you, you, you
Let’s say take a break from our day and get back to the old garage.
Becuase life’s too short anyway but at least it’s better than average.
As long as you got me and I got you
You know we've got a lot to go around
I’ll be your friend
Your other brother
Another love to come and comfort you.
And I’ll keep reminding
If it’s the only thing I ever do
I will always love you
You, you, you
You
It's true I love it's true
It's you I love, it's you I love, It's you, It's you I love
It's true I love, it's true I love
It's you I love
It's you I love, it's you I love, it's you I love
I love you I do
oh and it's you I love
It's you I love, it's you I love, it's you, it's you I love
It's true I love, it's true I love, it's true, it's you I love
I's you I love, it's you I love, it's you, it's you I love
And I love I love I love
And I love I love I love
It's you I love
It's true
See my love my love my love
You see my love my love my love
It's you my love my love my love oh
(Jason + chorus)
Climb up over the top.
Survey the state of the soul.
You’ve got to find out for yourself whether or not you’re truly trying.
Why not give it a shot?
Shake it, Take control
And inevitably wind up
Finding for yourself
All the strengths you have inside still rising
(x3)
(Jason)
Climb up over the top
Survey the state of the soul
You’ve got to find out for yourself whether or not you’re truly trying
Why not give it a shot?
Shake it, Take control and inevitably wind up
Findingfor yourself all the strengths you have inside of you
Life is Wonderful -Jason Mraz
It takes a crane to build a crane
It takes two floors to make a story
It takes an egg to make a hen
It takes a hen to make an egg
There is no end to what I'm saying
It takes a thought to make a word
And it takes some words to make an action
It takes some work to make it work
It takes some good to make it hurt
It takes some bad for satisfaction
La la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Al la la la la
It takes a night to make it dawn
And it takes a day to make you yawn brother
And it takes some old to make you young
It takes some cold to know the sun
It takes the one to have the other
And it takes no time to fall in love
But it takes you years to know what love is
It takes some fears to make you trust
It takes those tears to make it rust
It takes the dust to have it polished
Ha la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la
It takes some silence to make sound
It takes a loss before you found it
And it takes a road to go nowhere
It takes a toll to make you care
It takes a hole to make a mountain
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ha la la la la la life is wonderful
Ha la la la la la life is meaningful
Ha la la la la la life is wonderful
Ha la la la la la
This is one of those times when I let the songs do the talking...
Love ya'll
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