Saturday, April 05, 2008
" a better place to play. ; 8:51 PM "
i tried to find a proper blogskin, hopefully something without hearts or bunnies (to suit my mood) but i failed. everything had something to with how you take my breath away or lala love or where's my prince?, so i was exasperated and without a choice i resorted to this plain white one. well, i suppose this skin is rather dignified in a blank way. i rather this than all the other puke-worthy jargon i seem to be coming across.
natasha and i spent an extra ten minutes in the classroom today and we were chatting with nina. i admit, i'm probably leaving act3 because i'm bored with the end results of only performing. i'm looking for a bit more, hopefully things that have more results - so natasha and i are probably gonna look out for other productions. it's pretty cool, the other productions out there, singing, acting and dancing - the triple deal. well i'll look around, hopefully something strikes my interest. for now, i'm hoping that the final performance is gonna be a good one.
spent the day after class in my aunt's house, on the patio floor, with a book that i was intending to read. but then i got waylaid and i started thinking about other things. i decided not to stop myself and ended up indulging in them. it's fun really, if you cut out all the nostalgia shit. it really is.
i remember the time my sister went with my dad to watch the phantom of the opera. it's sort of etched in me, that whole scene. and especially the song, it gets to me really often. i remember the time i cried my eyes out, when both my sister and brother left to go overseas. i remember staying over at my aunt's when they were away and i felt like i was a little princess - because finally everything was for me. i remember feeling like afiqah was going to be my best friend till death - only to end up never speaking to her again. i remember feeling like i wanted to murder my cousins and then feeling like an idiot because i cried infront of them, telling them that i was jealous.
i remember the things i would never have wanted to. but i'm thankful i do, i guess. they sort of make you think (not like i ever stop thinking of the most stupidest things.)
my gramma's friend once told me that my imagination would take me away to places.
but you see, the thing is, she never told me what kind of places. either the kind of place where money swells up in your eyes and you feel like the happiest person - or the kind of place where you wish you never imagined it in the first place.
spent the day after class in my aunt's house, on the patio floor, with a book that i was intending to read. but then i got waylaid and i started thinking about other things. i decided not to stop myself and ended up indulging in them. it's fun really, if you cut out all the nostalgia shit. it really is.
i remember the time my sister went with my dad to watch the phantom of the opera. it's sort of etched in me, that whole scene. and especially the song, it gets to me really often. i remember the time i cried my eyes out, when both my sister and brother left to go overseas. i remember staying over at my aunt's when they were away and i felt like i was a little princess - because finally everything was for me. i remember feeling like afiqah was going to be my best friend till death - only to end up never speaking to her again. i remember feeling like i wanted to murder my cousins and then feeling like an idiot because i cried infront of them, telling them that i was jealous.
i remember the things i would never have wanted to. but i'm thankful i do, i guess. they sort of make you think (not like i ever stop thinking of the most stupidest things.)
my gramma's friend once told me that my imagination would take me away to places.
but you see, the thing is, she never told me what kind of places. either the kind of place where money swells up in your eyes and you feel like the happiest person - or the kind of place where you wish you never imagined it in the first place.