i went to watch the good woman of schezwan, this play put up by lasalle, based on the play by bertolt brecht (er-his name took me sometime to get right). my mom and dad love to make comments while watching, but today they were all quiet (: proves that a good play can captivate anyone.

i almost had convulsions - very good ones. the actor almost made me fall of my chair. it isn't fair, really, how that chemistry is something i have never come within one metre, heck, one centimetre of. the play made me wistful. i enjoyed it, yes, i enjoyed because it made me wistful. which is really why i should stop having guilty indulgences with romance comedies. they don't give me anything to be wistful about. maybe they make me feel all fuzzy and warm inside, but, er- that's it. i'm not one for the cheesy lines.

"Hi, my name is rod."
"Hi, my name is clementine."
"Nice name."
"Yes, yours too. by any chance, do you fish?"
"OH YES, i would hook you up with my fishing rod, dear. anytime."

now, this is CHEESY. which is why i should stop watching romance comedies. *staggers off to barf*.

one of the boys living in my block had a violin recital. he looked tall, smart and lanky and his shoes were probably four sizes too big. just an observation.