(Tuesday, February 19, 2008 @ 9:19 PM)
A Very Important Person says:
Hello. I wish I wrote this yesterday so I can wish everyone else, GOOD LUCK FOR POSTING RESULTS TOMORROW! Well heck. I was so blardy tired yesterday I could hardly switch on the computer to write anything. I think TSD public performance was rather successful?
Hopefully. Except for the fact that the OGLS were cheering LOUDLY during he/she gods' performance. We'll not harp on that and the fact that our senior's costume disappeared. Ehem. I was sure it was in the costume room. Most queer.
How can anyone not love Alvamar Overture? I agree the beginning is a bit lousy and unprofessional, but the slow parts and the ending is just beautiful! The way James Barnes can layer the different melodies all together tand make it sound not
only coherent, but beautiful and majestic! Don't you feel that sense of exhilaration when the song's over. Same as Machu Picchu. Darn. I have a mental block now. Don't know what to write anymore. Listen to The Inferno by Robert W. Smith!
It's a terribly emotionally charged song. But powerful too. Band songs! I'll be back perhaps later tonight to finish this post. Or maybe I'll just not come back and do a new post. I don't know. We'll see how things go.
I'm gonna rob you, Rob You, ROB YOU!
(Saturday, February 16, 2008 @ 11:55 PM)
A Very Important Person says:
I'm supposed to be writing my 1200 words TSD essay on 'What is Theatre' now, but I just can't think of any ruddy thing to write. So here I am. Maybe writing rubbish here will help to wake up my dead brain cells that have been fried by all that
radiation from the phone and help me to write the remaining, er, 1139 words of my essay. Yes, do the math thyself.
What I want to say is. Happy V-day! And Happy Total Defence Day and Cross Country Day! And Posting Results Day,
then Orientation days. O, and of course. Our public P day on Monday. Public p = public performance. Yay. Finally I get to watch he/she gods and Cardboard Men! Don't really know much about Moustache and Dandylions. I just want to watch
as many as I can catch. Thankfully we don't have to pay anything to watch. Hohum. Cleared up the costume room today. A lot of random cloth and weird bloody (bloody as in, splattered with blood) tops and bottoms, wigs and hats and shoes. And of course. Flowerpots, masks, make-up,
broom+dustpan, tutus, labcoats, what have you. Oh yes, and a laptop too. Methinks Day&Night&24&the costume/props alley has everything we need for anything at all. We never have to buy props ever again! Yes! Rubbish.
Oheck. I must be getting on with my essay. Please help me think of things to write. What is Theatre? Just flood my tagboard with suggestions. I don't care how random it is. I'm desperate. Argh.
Ha. Guess who we spotted today at Fish&Co where we were celebrating Gill's and Xinying's birthdays. Someone who can be found on pg47( I think) of our 06Cedar yrbook and whose name starts with an A! Hohoho. Of all the places and times in the
world, why now and here? Haven't seen her in a year. Hey, that rhymes. Since Speech Day! Maybe we should have gone over and watched Chingay? And then silly me went to take the wrong bus home. Was supposed to take 14 but I ended up in 16.
I thought 16 would take a shorter route but in the end it went one big round around Indoor Stadium where some concert just ended, so people piled up in the bus. Then it went somewhere around Northlight Secondary. And then ChungCheng High.
I was afraid I was on the bus that was going the wrong direction. However I was so tired I could hardly bother. At most I'd reach some interchange then grab a cab home or something. Muahaha.
Fine. I'm just being too ruddy random. My eyes are paining already. I reread Macbeth again and I realized how much I
really really liked it. Like all of a sudden I can remember all the important quotes! And I spout quotes like a Lit teacher, but at appropriate times of course. That's my favourite Macbeth soliloquy on the front if you haven't seen it. Oh this anagnorisis.
Hooray for Godzilla! I just realized we have to go visit it again on Monday to extract the garden tables. Hopefully the security guard lady is there to aid us in our endeavours. Haha.
I love pulling fingernails and/or skin around fingernails. Do you love pulling your fingernails and/or skin around fingernails? It's a very painful habit but I can't un-habit myself. Maybe the word is inhibit. I dunno. Pulling is fun and infectious
and addictive but it just hurts like hell sometimes.
Okay. I know by now you must be screaming at my rubbish and random post. Therefore I shall leave to go to sleep. Oyasuminasai. This is such a lame ending to such a marvelous post. O, better
get a wheelchair.
Art is an expression of the self.
(Monday, February 04, 2008 @ 10:15 PM)
A Very Important Person says:
Bloody hell. I want a pair of Onitsuka Tiger sneakers. I just love the flap at the back that says 'TIGER'. I can't stop staring at it. I just can't. But my mum will probably throttle me if I say I want to buy more shoes. She knows the price
range of the things I want. Sigh.
Creme sneakers, Onitsuka Tiger at Star Three Sixty
$239Oh this materialism is driving me crazy. Every time I walk in a shopping center, I'll see so many interesting and nice things to buy. Clothes,
shoes, BAGS, jeans, belts, what have you. Even though I know I won't really wear them really often, I just feel like buying them just to look at when I have them at home. So I have to keep pulling my mum out of the shops to get away from
the temptation. She's not very happy with my style of shopping. I'm not happy with my style of shopping. I never get anything boughtened. And the whole trip would have just been a waste of precious time.
Went for my XRAY today. It was horrifically scary. I had to lie down on something that was eerily similar to an operating table. Then the doctor brought down the xray thingy till it was directly above my spine. Or lumbar scalar
dunno-whatsis.
Doc: 'Don't move anymore please.'
I think I won't be able to after whatever it is this terrible machine is going to shoot at me.
So she went to the adjoining room and flicked a switch. The machine started up with a humming noise that
reminded me of those guns that shoot laser rays at you. And then, after the initial shock of the noise, I started to imagine myself as one of those poor people in the X-Files when they get operated on by the aliens. Urgh. I couldn't wait to
get out of there. The irony is in the fact that I wanted to scare people using the Odaika drum and flute sounds today during TSD. It didn't work and the retribution of my actions fell on me. Tsk. Will get results of the XRAY tommorow.
Okay. Some quotes today from the witty people at Catalogmagazine. Or, not exactly from them. But rather the witty people at Catalog quoted even more witty people of the past.
"When in doubt, wear RED." ~Bill Blass. Whatever happened to BLACK?
"I did not have three thousand pairs of shoes. I had one thousand and sixty." ~Imelda Marcos. Oh man. And I have three. Three pairs I mean. Not three thousand. I'd love to have three thousand sNike sNeakers,
adidas-s, Converses, Tigers, etcetcetc.
"The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the
immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling I have always cultivated." ~Oscar Wilde. So true. I do cultivate this too. It has now grown into a beautiful garden of ego.
"The difference between style and fashion is quality." ~Giorgio Armani. Ahah. Sounds like a Freitag doesn't it. Quality. Like I always say. A Freitag is a fashion statement all on it's own.
I have a new favourite song, for now! It's Melee's Built to Last. I love the lyrics.
I've looked for love in stranger places,
but never found someone like you.
Someone whose smile makes me feel I've been holding back,
and now there's nothing I can't do.
'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
but most of all it's built to last.
All of our friends saw from the start.
So why didn't we believe it too?
Whoa yeah, now look where we are.
You're in my heart now.
And there's no escaping it for you.
'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
but most of all it's built to last.
Walking on the hills that night with those fireworks and candlelight
You and I were made to get love right
'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
but most of all it's built to last.
'Cause you are the sun in my universe,
considered the best when we've felt the worst
and most of all it's built to last.
Why do I yield to that suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,
And make my seated heart knock against my ribs
Against the use of nature?
(Friday, February 01, 2008 @ 10:56 PM)
A Very Important Person says:
Hello! I'm supposed to be doing TSD homework on Kabuki theatre, but I'm blogging cos frankly, I don't want to do homework. HAHA. Sounds familiar?
Anyway. Kabuki is scary okay. The actors all wear scary white make-up and they squint to make themselves look the part of teh samurai warriors in the acts. It's called the 'mie'. The squinting. And their music is scary too. I listened to
a short sample of the Odaiko drum and flute used to symbolize the appearance of a ghost. Do not attempt to listen unless you have someone else in the room with you. Trust me. Don't try it alone.
There's the sound of the tsuzumi. Should be familiar to many. http://park.org/Japan/Kabuki/sound.html Go to this site and scroll all the way down, then click on the 2nd and 3rd pics under instruments.
Now I know why Japs are so good at making scary films. Just listening to the drum and flute I can imagine Sadako already. Urgh.
Hmm. Let's talk about today's TSD. We did improvization. Fun man. I felt the exhiliaration everytime we improv-ed and we didn't break down or let the improv flag. Phew. I think I might like improv. It's not that scary. More practice!
Think it trains us to think on our feet.
My back STILL isn't better. I hope it's not a fracture. True, I may get a long term MC (haha), but it's not really worth it, is it? A painful fracture? Actually, as long as I can get an MC past cross country and NAPFA, I'm okay. As long
as it's not a fracture. Right.
Went to procure new reeds from Mr Zhang Jinmin, SSO bassoon principal, on Thursday. It's not everyday we get to choose how hard/soft/medium we want our reeds to be. And then he'll fix it for you on the spot! And I never knew I'd been using the wrong fingerings for
the highest Bflat all along. Darn. So throw face. He probably thinks I'm the worst player in the section.
Did you know! Every morning when I wake up, I think of going back to Cedar! Can't help it! I can't stand some of the people around here. No details will be provided. Just know that I'm serious.
Chinese New Year coming soon! Hope I get loads of red packets and loads of notes in them red packets too. Yeah. Can pay for my NY trip then. Oh, school is terrible. Fighting my guts out just to keep up. Especially for GP. I never knew
teachers would spew out so many cheem words and have us understand them. More books seem to be in order. Must not lag. I finally understand partial fractions properly-ly properly! What utter rubbish. I think everyone knows PFs already right.
And the trigo multiple angles thingy. Tsk. Why did we not learn this in Sec 3 like the rest of them. Ah well.
I must leave to rest my weary eyes for tomorrow's band practice! The SNYO bassoonist guy from MJ is coming over as a guest tutor. And I can go try out my new reeds. Exciting. Right. Must go. Till next time man. Ah. How I miss Yiddish, Khosidl and Freylachs.
If music be the food of love, play on!