Mood: ok
Song stuck in head today: Afterglow by INXS
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Mood: bleurgh
Song stuck in head today: Sunday Morning by Maroon 5So I didn't get into the committee. I expected no different given my interview skills. Or lack thereof more like it. I suffer from this I-need-to-express-myself-but-can't-so-what-I-say-comes-out-totally-wrong disease. That's why I was extremely upset when I got the message there was an interview. And the fact that mine was delayed due to KidsREAD didn't help much. After all, every interview I've undergone have severely flopped. Severely being the key word. Take the Pre-U Seminar interview, for example. It was a complete nightmare that I do not want to relieve. My nerves were bundled up so much that I went into a momentarily lapse of forgetting the interviewer's marital status and also going along making up my own vocabulary. Throw in a couple of nervous girlish giggles too and you'll have a shoo-in to the interview's worst moment. Bimbotic, much?
Secondly, the interview for the 31st Student's Council elections. Whatever I wanted to say came out completely different and foreign I wouldn't be surprised if there was another me sitting on that chair. Me who didn't want to ace the interview and get through to the campaigning round. Contradictions, stutters, "umm...s", "errr....s" and rating-my-desire-to-join-Council-a-7 aside, I think I would have done pretty OK. But the day the list came out, three people from 1AH got through.
And I wasn't one of them. But I thought,
"It's ok. I guess I'll run for the drama committee." I filled the form and wrote the essay. I even spent ages writing and re-writing it compared to people who scribbled some legible responses
1 1/2 hours before the deadline. I didn't even freak out and protest at the mention of an interview.
So the list came out again today (boy, my life has become so centred around whether my name is on a piece of paper!) and guess what? Nope. Zilch. Zero. It wasn't on it. My first thought was
"Oh god.. I can't let Krishmen see me cry." And he said that those names were exactly what he expected. The only response I could muster was a
"huh". I didn't want to say anything for fear my voice would betray me and I would crack and start to break down in front of him. So I just calmly signed up on the SYF supporters sheet while inside, my heart was thundering so hard it hurt. Even when I congratulated people who made it and told people the results were out, it was a mammoth task not to show my disappointment and shed any tears. The whole morning I was looking forward to Erwin's call because I felt he was what I needed. But numerous voicemail messages later, I gave up. If he said he was going to call, he would. If not, well like he said, he would do so the next time the ship docks in Singapore. During the day I tried not to think about it. I even considered not sitting with drama people just to get away from the highly talked-about topic that day. But unfortunately, Cremo duty officially started for Drama this week and us highly clingy people just can't help but rally around it like it's our salvation. I put my focus on Math. Yes, sadly, Math. I guess I'd really lost it, huh? I really didn't want to fail another Math test though. I just can't.
3.30pm: I was having a really
rough time. The Exco results + horrible Math test which I definitely failed + realising that GP is way too much to handle + me barely passing my GP essay + hearing Erwin's voice on the phone = bring on the waterworks. I couldn't help it. I was a wreck! I felt like I've been slapped with failure after failure and I can't do anything about it. It's so demoralising. And amid all that sobbing and sniffling, I bet Erwin didn't understand a single word I said. But what he said afterward just seemed to fit. It's like he always knows what to say and says the right things. Things that make me think back on my reactions and go
"Oh god... what did I do??" Things that don't seem to make sense at first but when it starts to sink in, nothing else makes more sense. So I guess I should have talked to him first before indulging myself in a large scoop of Rum & Raisin ice cream to cure my so-called depression.
So anyway, my monologue work beckons me. I have to envision how I want my Rachel character to come to life from a mere page-and-a-half of text through lighting, costumes, movements, etc. I realise that it's a lot of work. Oh well.. start cracking!
*scribbled 8:43 pm(:
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Mood: so-not-looking-forward-to-school-after-the-'long'-weekend
Song stuck in head today: Stickwitu by Pussycat DollsSigh... it was short, I know, but I treasured every word. I hope there will be another time. Darnnit now I wished I didn't say anything because it's starting to hurt all over again.
*scribbled 11:50 pm(:
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Mood: ...bleurgh...
Song stuck in head today: noneI had to go to school today for the filming of
DODO. Which means whatever hopes I had of sleeping in til noon were probably dashed with Joshua's message the night before saying he needed me form one to four in the afternoon. No that I minded. Filming was kind of fun. In a dragged-out, kinda-stressful, multiple-retakes kind of way. But it was an interesting experience. And I learned that directors don't shoot the scenes in order. They jump around a lot.
A whole lot. The first scene that was shot with the extras (which includes me by the way. I really wanted to play Dream but Maggie got the role instead of me. It's ok. She was a completely gorgeous Dream.) was one that included us leaving the lecture hall after the lecture. We were supposed to act like we normally do while leaving after a lecture. since we had to do three or four takes, Elia and I came up with a different conversation topic each time we went up or down, ranging from Britney to Indochine on 20th May to Nadia to SYF. Haha and I kept stepping on Disha's foot. And it's
so hard not to keep looking at the camera! I kept shifting my eyes towards it sub-consciously. Maybe it's the mere fact that I know it's there aimed at us and that Joshua told us not to look at it. Even while doing the next scene with the extras. This was the one that had all of us in the lecture hall listening to the lecturer (played by Shu) and acting bored/taking notes/stoning while Dawn said her line:
I'm not here to study. I'm here to find myself and figure out my dreams. And we're supposed to react in an ohmygosh-is-she-totally-serious-what-is-she-saying? kind of way (Ben was even supposed to drop his pen he was spinning). But it was definitely really hard not to look at the camera with this scene. Shu was standing in front of it and when I looked at her I couldn't help but flick my eyes towards it. I guess it wasn't an intense/obvious look at the camera because Joshua didn't say "Cut!" but still you know...
Anyhoo, we headed to the track next for the final scene with the extras. We were supposed to run/slow jog halfway across the track. Of course I almost protested to this because no way was I going to really run, but Joshua needed us to even though Elia kept begging not to run. I just thought we should just do a really good job on one take so we don't have to do it again. As we returned to the starting position after one round, Joshua told us in the grave tone that we had to retake the shot due to a camera problem. I was like
"What?!" There was no way I was going to do it again. But we had no choice so we started to get into position. Then Joshua
burst out laughing and said he was joking. Arghhh... Man.. Haha.. Thank god. I would so not run another round. Finally we were done! Went over the time by about an hour though. So that means we were kind of late in meeting the DEPers at Paya Lebar for dinner before the play. we decided to take a cab because we didn't want to keep people waiting.
I missed Parkway Parade so much! I missed Auntie Anne's, Banquet, Fish and Co., the fountain outside next to the ATMs. I even missed the little children's corner outside Isetan. We went up to Banquet and, luckily, managed to find a table that would fit all of us. As usual, we drama people took ages to get food and finish it. We finished dinner aorund 7.15pm and didn't leave Parkway til like around 7.30pm. Chin Hua was so worried we were going to be late. He was stressing about his messed-up hair due to the light drizzle we encountered on the way to the bus-stop. But we did managed to reach La-Salle on time, fairly dry and all of us still together.
The musical theatre students totally
blew me away with their performance of
The Two Gentlemen Of Verona. It was so magical and electrifiying, you just had to sit there and watch them, enraptured by their every move, their every line, their every note! It was mind-blowing! Simply awesome. Especially the actor who played Proteus. Tim something (darnnit I'll go check the program again).
I love his Aussie accent!!!! And his voice? Marvellous. It was so out-of-this world!!! It was so polished and perfected the way they pulled off the whole thing, you would have thought they were an imported professional theatre company. Everyone certainly enjoyed the performance; we were laughing so hard til the whole row shook and after the play we were animatedly discussing it all the way to the bus-stop! The scenes which made us laugh, which made me cry (yes I did cry when Julia and Proteus laments about how your heart breaks when you're in love even if it was only for a moment or two), which made us squeal and sigh... It was a tremendous experience - one that I am certainly grateful for and would cherish for eternity.
*scribbled 1:07 am(:
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Mood: sad and tired
Song stuck in head today: Green Waves from The TempestSo 'The Tempest' has finally ended last night. Myriads of emotions. Good ones, bad ones. I was a nervous wreck before the opening. Probably because it was packed and I could hear people streaming in chattering and talking and making loads of noise. And maybe because ..... was there. I was downing my apple juice with aloe vera like mad. Which was probably a silly thing because instead of a calming effect kicking in, I had to make several trips to the bathroom in the span of 2 hours. And it's not easy going to the bathroom I tell you. First I have to remove my
white costume with extreme care (it's white, therefore it's easy for makeup stains to be seen), then i have to take the leotard off. It's so troublesome this leotard business. As soon as Dinesh said his opening line, I could hear the audience over the monitors going
oooooh.. I almost wished I was in the opening dance. But then again I probably wouldn't have the nerve to be in the beginning of the play. It took me ages to calm myself down and for others to calm me down. I was still rather emotional from the warm-ups and characterisation earlier. The passing of energy from one cast member to another was overwhelming. The thing is I could really feel it going back and forth - something that has never occured to me during my previous drama experiences. And going down the line while each person sends his/her well wishes to each other? Well let's just say I was bawling by the time I reached the end of the line and was too choked up with tears I couldn't say anything. I ended up just giving everyone hugs. Hell, I was even tearing up during Raj's warm-ups. Simply because it was going to be the last one with the JC 2s. I'm going to miss them insanely. Not that I won't see them again, but I won't perform with them again the rest of the year.
Sigh....
Anyhoo.. the play went fabulously well (I still don't understand why the audience was laughing during our going-to-sleep scene) and I managed not to whack Shagun or Disha or Huey Hien during the final dance. Yay me! We were all dead tired after but quite a number of us went to Suraj's house for the PPP. The food was delicious! We all ended up sleeping over, sprawled on the floor amidst the strewn bags and bouquets of flowers. But I didn't manage to sleep in thanks loads to Yi Jun and LC barging into the room yelling
"FIRE! FIRE!" like the house was really burning down. How they managed to have that much energy at freaking 8am in the morning is beyond me. I was too tired to even drag myself over to the bathroom to wash my face. Couldn't have breakfast because someone had already eaten my egg mcmuffin which I ordered. No worries.. I had chocolate bread. Chocolate in the morning. Stomach shock anyone? After an incredibly long nagging from Dad reminding me I was 4 hours late, I finally reached home at 10am. Thank goodness parents weren't home.
I'm going to school again tomorrow after 4 days of being blueslipped. I must say it feels a little bit weird. I won't be surprised if not all the drama people come tomorrow. And I have PE too. How fun.
*scribbled 7:49 pm(:
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Mood: drowsy (stupid flu medicine!)
Song stuck in head today: Opening number from The TempestLast night was opening night for
'The Tempest'. I thought it went well for an opening night and the audience response was awesome. I could feel the energy going back and forth. Darius was remarkable. It was all I could bear not to collapse with laughter backstage as his lines streamed on the monitors. Haha Darius rocks my socks. Especially at his "ague" lines. So funny. Sigh there's so much to write, so little time. I hav rehearsals in a bit and have to rush pff now. Really looking forward to tonight though. Its a completely filled bottom and top deck. Can't wait!
*scribbled 1:20 pm(:
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Mood: in pain
Song stuck in head today: Take Me Out by Franz FerdinandThe 18th ACJC Fun-O-Rama on the 18th of February 2006. I actually woke up early on Saturday, thinking I would be a great deal of help to my class in the final and extremely last minute preparations for our stall. It turns out that no one is coming before 7.30am. At least no one that I rudely awokened at the break of dawn. So... I took an extra-long shower, inclusive of shampoo, conditioner AND mask. Heh. And I took more time than usual to put on my uniform. In the end, instead of catching the 6.40am train like I usually do, I ended up taking the 7-something train and I arrived in school at approximately 8am. And everyone was already there doing something associated with stall decorations.
Whoops. So I was stuck with the job of collecting the coupon tins from the General Office during which I managed to get my image permanently imprinted in the archive video for the 18th Fun-O-Rama. Great. My totally bleary, in-need-of-concealer, red-rimmed eyes were publicly shown to the whole school this morning. I knew I should have waved. I should have put on a cheery and perky facade to mask the otherwise tired and sleep-deprived face I plastered on while waiting in line. Oh well... It was all for the fun of
Fun-O-Rama. And it truly was fun. I had
a blast!!!All that walking around looking for good food
the tearing off of coupons
the slotting of coupons into tins
the dart-throwing
the badly-disfigured picture of Mao courtesy of the three Barker boys who didn't have anything better to do with their coupons
the dunking (and the cheering after Miss/Mr/Mrs _______ got dunked)
the splashing
the stickers
the walking sandwich boards
the ice drinks
the hot dogs
the face-painting
the gossiping and catching up with friends
the elation after you've won a prize
the greatly overprized wares (seriously, an Oreo tin selling for $12??!)
the long queues for the haunted houses
the screams emitting from the haunted houses
the throngs of girls giggling and squealing after they've emerged from the dark unknown of the various haunted houses into the bright daylight reality of the funfair
the endless trips to the coupon booths to get more coupons after what seemed like your hundredth one have run out
the desperate dash to shelter once the thunderstorm started
the mushy boyband songs we sang while waiting for the rain to stop
the taking down of banners and decorations
the clean up
the loooooong ride home
And that's not it.
Today we counted our coupon collections and it turns out our Happy Three Friends stall earned $700+!! Congrats 1AD1!!
Yeah. Anyhoo.. I'm in pain now from all the typing. We took our vaccination injections for South Africa today. Yeah, my left arm is numb. The whole vaccination before travelling thing is pretty new to me considering I lived in South Africa for like 2 whole years and never fell ill or went to the doctor even once. But prevention's better than cure right? Well except for the case of this sleepiness disease you catch from this flying insect. It's curable, but there's no current available vaccine. Heh.
*scribbled 6:21 pm(:
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