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Mood: tired Fact of the day:Did you notice I've been writing only on alternative days lately? Hmm, totally not intentionable... event of the week Make or Break Monday
Coming Monday, I feel like it's my doom's day. I have my rhetoric major research due on Monday and I've not started on it yet. I mean, I have the books right here in my room, but I've not read them yet, not planned my paper yet, not sure whether my sources are useful at all and so on. Then, on Monday evening, I have my computer science exams. Remember how sucky my programming skills are? Well, doesn't help that I've been sleeping in lectures, and that I've barely started studying...sigh...just want to say, if I do not update after Monday, it's because I didn't manage survive after all....
I'm really glad for this opportunity to work in the opera. Suddenly, it seems like I'm all so in touch with the whole theatre scene again. It's made me think back about my huang cheng days and consider a future participation in the art scene in Singapore. Man, it's totally inspired my imagination and rekindled my passion for the theatre. In fact, I started writing a play just yesterday. Yesterday's opera performance seemed endless, so I was just staring blankly into space, when I felt an urge to write a better script than that stupid opera. And so I did. I sat down and wrote down a few ideas of what I want to say. There're so many things so close to my heart that I can write about. I want to write about homophobia, AIDS, heterosexual love and homosexual love...inspiration of course from my Minneapolis trip. I want to write about a sense of loss whenever I try to define who I am. Or maybe I should write about homesickness, and how one should even define where home is. Or how about writing about how small the world really is until one can open his/her mind first. Man, stuff that are so complicated, I can't even put them into words now, not to mention express them in a play that entertains. My mind was a little rusty, so I decided not to tackle those tough issues yet. So now all I'm writing is a small practice play, on a simpler theme, set basically in a love story. It probably won't even be performed, because it's too juvenile to be used by any theatre group at all. But I guess I just want to write something. Anyway, so now I'm working on it. It's such a nice feeling, to start writing again. I can just see the whole scene playing right before my eyes. I know where I want the actors to stand, what the setting scenary is like, what kind of sound effects, what kind of lighting.....I can see everything right in my head. Argh, but I won't be able to remember all these details later if I don't write them down now, so how should I put these images into words? Crystal my supervisor asked me why I'm volunteering and working so hard at the theatre, [because I told her I was ushering today, before the opera] when I'm not even a fine arts major. This other girl I'm working with, Tameche thinks that I should quit engineering and major in stage management or something. I laughed and just didn't say anything. What I didn't want to say was, while I do have an interest in the performing arts, but it's not enough. Not enough to survive in Singapore anyway. I don't really have a choice.... | |