What happens? when you put a bunch of kids in the arts house?

heh heh heh...

Chapter 1: The Travel

Synopsis- A group of kids board a bus and travel to their destination across the great red dot. The travel is tinged with....(writer pauses to ponder what would be the best word to describe the journey there)...noise.

I honestly believe someone spiked their drinks with sugar! Everyone was on their seats (literally). Some were running around (please imagine, if you would, a bunch of kids running along the narrow pathway between the seats), others shouting (not singing) songs of which the words could not be discerned and then there were some who had their eyes wide opened staring into empty space (i swear they were sleeping).


Chapter 2: The Arrival
Synopsis- Rain.

It poured like it never did before and everyone was soaking wet!!!! I mean...WHAT THE HELL!!! (I would like to thank God at this point...karma...sigh) So there we were running for our lives from the bus to the arts house. By the way, apparently the bus driver could not even park her vehicle near the arts house...she had to park it at least half a kilometer away from the venue...not kidding.


Chapter 3: The preparation
Synopsis- Shivering (from the cold of the rain and air- con)

Yes so there we all were standing in the venue, wet from the cold, done up hair now a mess, nice ironed shirts now wrinkled...what a way to impress the press...
So then began the short rehearsals that soon led to the contemporary dancers giggling away as they realised what little space they had...

It also soon led to me harping on my light director to move faster in his programming...


Chapter 4: Press Release
Synopsis- (Writer decides to just use one word for this)...AWESOMENESS

From the moment they began to the point where we ended, it was perfect...Arteen Furteens sold themselves pretty darn well despite several glitches that took place. I was proud and impressed with the way many of them held themselves and could not have asked for a better cast or crew.
OKTO interviewed a few of us and it was an amazing night.


Chapter 5: Food
Synopsis- Writer hisses and complains about not getting any of the food

CAN YOU BELIEVE THOSE PEOPLE!!! THEY BLOODY FINISHED THE FOOD BEFORE I COULD EAT ANYTHING!!! Okay maybe I'm exaggerating...someone did pass me two pieces of chocolate cake....but they were tiny!!!!


Chapter 6: Return
Synopsis- Why the cast and crew can't just disperese and go home...

The sypnosis says it all...basically the cast and crew of Arteen Furteens just cannot give a quick goodbye and head of home. Oh no. That would not do at all. They must perform a ritual that demands half an hour to began as much preparation is needed to mouth the simple word; bye. Then, another half an hour must be put aside to prepare hugging everyone. Upon the achievement of these two simple actions, the next tedious task of actually walking away and going home will be performed.

It may appear as though the writer is being overly dramatic, but seriously, it is the truth!!!

So yes, a brief and dry version of what happened on the press release day...

(PS: It frightens me to catch a glimpse of what could be, knowing that the very thread that holds its succes is very fragile. I single wrong move could ruin it all and it is something I would hate to jepordise. Much effort and energy has already gone into this project. But most of all, much love and friendship has blossomed from it. If anything, this press release has given me the reassurance that I have needed.)

JET...an interview with the fairy godfather...

Remember when I said I'd talk more about the 'CinderElla revamped' musical....yeah....I'm not going to do it now. In fact, I think it would be abit more interesting if I actually revealed more about the characters in the musical first....hmmmm.....

(Before proceeding on with the planned schedule I must once again bring up that the date stated on the post before this is wrong....it should have been 16th February....what am I doing wrong? I mean I know I'm new at this blogging...but messing up the dates? Man, technology must really hate me...)

Okay so right now, I am seated at Woodlands Regional library (I'm like spending 1/4 of my life here...) with my sis on my right and the boy who plays JET is seated diagonally across from my right. Yes, I'm insistent on directions as well. Learn to read over them.

So anyways, just to report in...there's a white man seated at the table in front of us. Typing away on his laptop with a headphone across his....head....he is constantly writing cryptic codes onto a graph book...

How do we know he's writing cryptic codes? How do we know it's in a graph book? - Yes all these questions must have run through your head at one point (or I'm just assuming they did).

Well....let's just say we have one really tall boy here who had to get up from our table to stretch near the man's notebook....so yes...basically we spied...

I actually don't feel guilty. In fact I think we did a service to our nation. We suspected he was a terrorist. Don't start wagging your fingers at us just yet...hear the whole tale first.

He left his notebook and pencil box and grabbed his bag and just left...so what else were we to think. Civil defense has taught us to check and not be ignorant. So we did. Rest assured he's not a terrorist. In fact he's back now. Typing and scribbling away. Creepiest part: He keeps staring at us...according to my sis he's an alien...(no valid explanation for that other than the fact that he keeps looking at us as though he's observing our human behaviour...personally I don't blame him...have you seen the way JET(tall skinny guy) behaves....)

Oh and yes....JET (Tall Skinny Boy) thinks the man might be the the prodigy of Osama...the blue- eyed, white skinned version...

Okay on to interviewing JET and Tall Skinny boy (the guy playing JET)....we'll interview both of them...just so you get a feel of the man (heh heh heh) behind the character 'JET'


(INTERVIEW OF JET):

Me: So you ready for the interview?
JET: okay.
Me: Okay, so describe your character in three words.
JET: funky, bombastic, oddly enough shiny (looks away at every word...)
Me: Hmmm interesting. What would you say is your favourite food?
JET:fruit?
Me: food.
JET: nasi lemak....Jet is a boring character...omg...
Me: Do you love Pixie (his co-star) as much as you say you do?
JET: No....(smiles weirdly)...actually yes...actually I don't know...I'm going through a hard time in my life....with the divorce and all....
Me: Okay, I'm going to say two words, just pick one.
JET: okay.
Me: Ellen or Oprah?
JET: Ellen.
Me: Heidi or Tyra:
JET: Tyra (with a weird look on his face....)
My sis: huh? you so weird...
JET: Who are they? Tyra Banks?
Me: yes
JET: then who's Heidi? the guy from disney channel? the guy with the burning hair? (good god...I stop trying to explain who Hades is and who Heidi is...)
Me: Pixie or food?
JET: f...Pixie. Because wherever Pixie is there's food.
Me: Chris Brown or Rhiana?
JET: Chris Brown. (i begin to think JET's gay)
Me: Short or Tall?
JET: Tall (huge surprise)
Me: Okay.


(INTERVIEW WITH TALL SKINNY BOY)

Me: Ready?
TSB: same questions again?
Me: No!!!!
TSB: Okay...I feel so used...my thoughts are being...
Me: Shut up...and answer....
Me: Can you rap?
TSB: Yes...but not so well...
Me: What do you like to rap about?
TSB: My life (looks whimsical) and about how pathetic and sad it is....
Me: Do you think Obama will make a good president?
TSB: (breathes in heavily) he's black...so i don't know...he says he has a plan....we'll see....at least he's not a red neck...
Me: What do you think about the fight between Rhiana and Chris Brown?
TSB: I think she set him up...it's all part of her plan.
Me: What plan?
TSB: I don't know....maybe she's just crazy over him...and then....and then...it's like a indian mega serial...(tries to peak over to see what is being typed....*hand is smacked*)
Me: Do you really think you're an OCP (person who takes food from others without asking) or do you think you're just misunderstood?
TSB: (rolls eyes) I am not an OCP (with so much conviction) but why pay for something you ca get for free.
Me: Okay, I'm going to say one word, just tell me the first word that pops into your head.
TSB: okay...looks blankly into space....
Me: White man.
TSB: George Bush.
Me: Food.
TSB: Lobster (drools)
Me: Dance.
TSB: hip hop (crazy smile on his face...never knew he had a tooth sticking out)
Me: Black.
TSB: Me?
Me: what?
TSB: ME!
Me: Music.
TSB: Uh....rap... (looks confused)
Me: Purple.
TSB: purple?
Me: yes.
TSB: night.
Me: huh why?
TSB: I don't know.
My Sis: Why the hell does purple remind you of night?
Me: forget it.
Me: Blue eyed terrorist.
TSB: (says something that i can't write down....) Homosexual....paedophile....
Me: Library.
TSB: Uh...noisy...
Me: Is it because my sis is here? (she answered her phone awhile back)
TSB: Yes.
Me: My sis.
TSB: Ugly...
My sis: What! How dare you! How long have you been my friend?!?! (throws a punch)
TSB: What! I'm just speaking my mind!
(Begins hurting each other by biting and pinching and whacking)
My sis: You hurt my hand!
TSB: No I didn't!
My sis: You hurt me! (holds out her pinky finger and behaves in a spastic manner)

(TSB answers the phone and speaks rather loudly...obviously the interview has ended...)

Oh wow....one of the best interviews in my life....well done....

I need to find another table and a better interviewee who doesn't start fighting with my sis half way...

Till next time : )

*****INTRODUCING*****...my sister....

(before I begin, I realised that the date of the previous post is stated as 12 Feb....it should be 14 Feb...just thought you should know...)

Right then...on to my next post....(cues drumming)....

PRESENTING.......

MY SISTER...LEAD ACTRESS OF THE 'CINDERELLA REVAMPED' MUSICAL, BANE OF MY EXISTANCE, MY OTHER HALF (or so most say), THE ONE BORN 9 DAYS BEFORE MY FIRST BIRTHDAY, THE GIRL WITH BLACK HAIR, THE GIRL WHO HAS A ROOM DECORATED THAT IS FIT FOR ROYALTY, THE GIRL who is currently talking on the phone....

So much for an introduction. I dedicate one whole post to her and she is blabbing away on the phone...hold for a minute as I call her over to say a few words....

(a minute passes)

Mission failed. She's busy baking an oreo cheesecake....what the hell am I going to talk about now? The title says my sister and here I am without my interviewee...or....


(FAKE INTERVIEW 1)

Me: Hey sis, watcha doing?
Sis: Nothing much other than saving the world.
Me: Ohhhh....from what?
Sis: From the evil clutches of the sinister jelly belly.
Me: So how do you intend to defeat this EVIL jelly belly.
Sis: With a clever plan ofcourse...
Me: And what may that plan be?
Sis: I intend on usin my powerful donkey kong manuver.
Me: Ohhhh interesting...so how does one perform the donkey kong manuver?

(okay I'm going to stop here because I think I sound like an half-wit in this interview and my sister being a superhero is so not going to work out....hmmmm...maybe if she were a....)


(FAKE INTERVIEW 2)

Me: Hey Mdm President Sis, watcha doing?
Sis: GET OUT OF MY OVAL OFFICE!!! YOU DIDN'T WASH YOUR FEET!!!

(end of interview....my sister did always make me wash my feet before entering her room.....well that didn't work out....how about if she were a...)


(FAKE INTERVIEW 3)

Me: Hey Sis, watcha doing?
(silence)
Me: Sis?
(silence)
Me: Sis?
Sis: SHUT UP! I'M ON THE PHONE!

(heh heh heh....)
(ok...she's finally free. While she bakes the oreo cheesecake, I'm going to ask her the questions.)

(THE REAL INTERVIEW)

Me: Hey sis, what's your favourite colour?
Sis: Blue, red and purple
Me: Really?
Sis: Yeah and purple at times.
Me: Hmmm interesting and what is your favourite cartoon character:
Sis: Um...Bubbles.
Me: Why?
Sis:Oi! If you ask me what's my favourite princes than I can answer that.
Me: Okay...so what is your favourite princess?
Sis: Jasmine and Ariel.
Me: Why?
Sis: Well Ariel is the smartest. And Jasmine because....how do I put this....she's the brave one...
Me: Hmmm....So what do you think about Cinderella?
Sis: Stupid.
Me: What's your favourite country?
Sis: Mauritus. ( I shall go check on the spelling as soon as I can...)
Me: Your favourite cake?
Sis: Nah! Brownies are my choice.
Me: Okay I'm going to say one word and you just tell me the first thing that pops into your mind.
Sis: Okay.
Me: Purple.
Sis: what the hell! Start again! Again! Give me another colour.
Me: Fine. Ready?
Sis: Mmm.
Me: Blue.
Sis: You.( i wonder whether the colour of my skin is blue at this point in time)
Me: Teddy Bear.
Sis: (with no hesitation at all) Nathan.
Me: Chocolates.
Sis: Indulgence. (I actually thought she was going to say fats.)
Me: Money.
Sis: Barney?
Me: No! Money.
Sis: Dad.
Me: Sleeping.
Sis: (stares at me weirdly)...ah....nothing.
Me: Ocean.
Sis: Batam.
Me: What the hell?
Sis: Why? okay yeah! actually it's quite a stupid answer. How about Mauritius?
Me: (rolls eyes and decides to carry on) Jelly Belly.
Sis: (laughs and then stares) Issac.

(I'm ending the interview here cause I need to leave to buy my brother his birthday present! Yup his birthday is today!!! 16th of February!)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING BROTHER FROM YOUR TWO SISTERS OF WHOM ONE HAS LEFT THE HOUSE ALREADY....got to go....maybe next time, I'll interview my bro...we'll see....till next time : ) )

The Day After Romance...

So yes, I am back...the one with plenty to say about the sun, the grass cutter and so much more unimportant things. Although I do believe that if you are reading this, you must either have some interest in what I have to say ORRRRR you accidentally stumbled onto this blog....I like to think it is the first option.

Anywho, as we all know, it was V day yesterday ('V'-acronym for Valentines day...for those who have been living under a rock all these years). There was love, laughter, friendship, joy and a girl who was on the verge of falling asleep anywhere...

Okay before I confuse anyone, here's what happened. The day before yesterday, on the 13th (Friday) of February, a few of us from the crew (of the musical: of which I must talk about one of these days...sigh I keep forgetting...) stayed overnight at the CC (community Centre....I should so stop bracketing) to paint the sets and take care of them. So basically, I had no sleep along with two others (Prabs and Nathan : ) ).

So you can imagine how ridiculously I behaved after that. I was practically speaking gibberish and walking as slow as a grandmother who had both her kidneys removed. And it was probably the best state to be in especially with 4 meetings scheduled that evening. You get what I mean right? What's better than having a hallucinating person chair a meeting: You'll have facts, fiction, drama, food ( I was thinking about dinner at one point....ice cream maybe...).

Yeah, so I must say it was an interesting meeting....in a TWISTED WORLD!!! What the hell!?! The meetings were energy draining and left me yearning for my bed!!! (sobs)

Now here comes the sweet part, two lovely darlings presented me with flowers (fake) that meant more to me than Digger and Mole could ever imagine.*(Please refer to the bottom of the page to find out more about these two darlings). And then, lovely Big Mama* gave me a glorious blue flower (that matched my entire outfit...which I have to admit I bought 5 years ago...god). And the rest gave out home- made cookies that were delicious : )

What did I give them you ask? Why of course I (the great one) presented this lovely team with something although I have to admit it was rather on the simplistic side. It was a note. Yes laugh away...it as a rather pathetic attempt at a valentines day gift but hey atleast I gave them something XD

The notes were personal...and I ended off telling each one of them that they would find someone who loved them unconditionally which I do believe is true becuase all of them are absolute darlings.

Hmm...is it me or is this one post rather boring. I shall make it up real soon by typing out a really awesome post that will blow your mind away (I do tend to exaggerate abit....okay maybe alot...)

So till next time : )

* Digger: Payed by Sameer (one of the cast of the CinderElla revamped musical)- he's a real sweetheart and definitely a good actor.
* Mole: Played by KC (one of the cast as well)- he's really annoyingly cute and has a good fashion sense (don't tell him I said that)
*Big Mama: (one of the cast)- She is an amazing person with a heart of gold. She never fails to bring everyone's spirits up with her constant motivation.

Death during Breaks

Currently seated at a bench on NUS campus, I must admit I'm rather bored. Bored enough to want to begin this blog. It's 11.09am on a Thursday morning and here I lay rotting in Uni during my 2 hour long break which was never present before. Lecture got cancelled and lo and behold, here I am counting the seconds till my 12 'o' clock german lesson... (sighs)

It's not helping one bit that a man (whose head is encased in a pale yellow towel) is cutting grass right behind me, the sun is beating down mercilessly on the other half of the bench I'm seated at, my handphone is screwed up (refuses to slide open as smoothly as it does on advertisment), my stomach is growling from the lack of food (or dare I say...good food) and ofcourse I'm probably going to be laughed at again during German lesson (for some godforsaken reason unknown to me, my German teacher finds me funny...go figure...).

So yeah, hey that's my life in summary. I must sound like a whiny sort of person so I shall cease my incessent complaining and endevour in writing my nice, happy thoughts...that seem not to exist at the moment.

You see, I am trying my very best to manifest happy feelings, emotions of joy and excitement....joy that the heat is so unbearable and excitement at the thought of projects due next week....ah....pure bliss....

But jokes aside, I suppose I do have alot going on for me and although they're all eating into my time, I seem to enjoy them most of the time. Well for starters, the musical....ah yes, the production that eats away all alone time. I shall not dwaddle on this topic as I know that I'm somehow going to dedicate an entire post to this.

How about...my projects. There is a Jap project proposal due next Monday and ah yes ofcourse a policy paper proposal due next Friday. And not forgetting the tests!!! The glorious tests that make my education life worthwhile, the activities that I look forward to because I want nothing more than to kill my brain cells while attempting to figure out if the answers I wrote made sense or not. There's a german vocabulary test next Monday followed by the German semester test next Thursday and hey why not! Throw in an Einstein's Universe and Quantum Wierdness MCQ test on Thursday as well!

Life is good...too good that I can't seem to find anything to complain about.

Let's see...besides the musical (which I promise I will come back to ....in another post), the papers, the tests....there's the two tutions I'm giving. Actually no complains there....earning money from it.

So basically as can be read from above, I have no life...or atleast a social one. Brilliant is it not?

So yeah there's my 'Death during Breaks' post. It is 11.25am now (you know I'm starting to think that my friends were right when they say I have an obsession with time. I have this constant need to inform others of the time. God.) and I am done with this post. And I promise *performs the actions that state I promise*, I will be a more delightful person to read about in the next post. Rest assured I will be sitting in the comforts of my house, with my air- con switched on to full blast (because I care about the Earth) and chocolates in hand when I am designing the next post for this blog.

PS: Grass cutter has moved on down to the lower grass patch but guess what? God decided I should not be left alone and as such, he has appointed several girls with shrill voices and an obvious love for valentines day to stand behind me. "Oh my god he did! Awwww. What colours were they?"...."He is being so sweet! He's taking me to a restruant!"..."I wish I had a boyfriend!"..."Mine's an idiot."..."Valentines Day is like so precious to me!"

Please note that I am merely repeating what they said and am making no attempt to make fun of them. Lord knows I might say that one day. But I think it is better if I shift the laptop so that they not see I am creating a minutes of meeting of their conversation.

PPS: Apparently the gir in the bright red top and white cutoffs is going to be spending her valentines day at home watching movies and munching popcorn. I would have loved to suggessted a movie title but I shall control myself lest they think I'm eavesdropping in their conversation.

PPPS:....what the hell does PPPS stand for?