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Mood: sad and tired Song stuck in head today: Green Waves from The Tempest
So '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.
