Peter Pan & Chapters of Love

OH THE STRESS!!!!

Well that about sums it up.

It's been a long weekend stretching into Monday and Tuesday and it's going to be a long week as well.. Last Thursday was when it all started. I got up in the morning and went for Thaipusam (A Hindu festival) to support a friend of mine who was carrying kavadi (Basically this beautifully decorated altar-like stand that the person carries above them with peircings through their back, front and sometimes face). So we walked and we walked and we basically walked.

After that, went back home at about 4pm and rested abit before heading down to watch "Phases" a production by students from NAFA. It was Nicole's school production and it was definitely worth watching because the short plays were thought provoking.

Anyways, got back home and woke up the next day bright and early so as to finish off the "Chapters of Love: A Valentine's Story" script. It's basically a production Arteen Furteens (AFT) is doing to raise funds for a charitable organisation. I can't really name the organisation yet due to legal issues and so on. So...I'll wait for confirmation from their side before I state the beneficary. It means alot to me to be raising the funds for this particular foundation so this production is of high importance to me.The script comprises of several love stories all intertwined into one.

So anyways back to the topic at hand, I completed the script at 5pm and by then, I had to make my way down to the CC to start printing the new copies of the scripts. Then rehearsals for this production started at 7pm and we ended at 10pm.

My Saturday then started off with rehearsals for the Peter Pan production from 9am all the way to 5pm. After that, I rushed down to watch "Guru of Chai" which I must say is a brilliantly well acted play. The solo actor performed for the entire 75minutes without breaking out of character once. His easy portrayal of different personalities was simply mind boggling and I vow that at one moment during the play, I almost believed he was someone else despite the fact that he was garbed in the same attire the entire time.

Anyways, after that I went out for dinner with those who went to watch the show, we went to drop Bhavna home and that's when we lost our way from Tampines all the way to Woodlands. I had never been so agitated before! I tried to keep my mouth shut but my sarcastic tongue got the better of me...and well I went home not in the best of moods...when your cup (a symbolism for life) is filled up with all the good things in life, someone WILL come along and piss in- Guru of Chai.

Anyways, when I got home, my two nephews were already asleep! I felt like killing myself for missing the opportunity to spend time with them. With the knowledge that I won't be able to see them the next day because I had to leave the house early, I went to asleep ready to perform suicide.

Sunday morning came and I woke up at 6.30am (I just love giving the mundane details). AND TO MY JOY, HARESH AND AVINESH (MY NEWPHEWS) WERE AWAKE!!!! I managed to play with them for an hour before I left with my mum to Woodlands Waterfront for Resident's Day. I met up with the AFT group; Serena, Prabs, Yoga, Naathan and Sameer. I had awesome fun sketching for small kids, playing traditional games like "5 stones", desiging bookmarks and watching performances. After that, my mum and I headed over to my cousin's new house for the house warming. We left later in the day and when I got home, I was already to collapse in fatigue.

Monday started early as well. I met up with Prabs and we went down to Art Friends to purchase several "HEAVY" products to build sets for the "Peter Pan-Revamped" Production. We then dragged all the purchases back to the CC. We ate abit before we started building the rowboat. Here's how it looks without paint:

It's not much of a picture. We've yet to paint it so DON'T JUDGE : )
Those two telescope looking things beside it are the cannons...also incomplete.

And here's some pictures of the roll by scene we're doing for the Flying scene in Peter Pan:

We're colouring the entire thing out of crayons...I think I have arm muscles now.

So then I went home and the next day, which was yesterday, I got up early, went to the bank, settled some bank transfers and then went down to the CC again. Prabs and I completed 4 cannons and I finished drawing the roll overs. We then ate and rehearsals for "Chapters of Love: A Valentine's Story" began at 7pm. It ended at 10pm and let me tell you, those 3 hours went by so fast, I felt like getting down on my knees and begging for more time.

And now I'm home reflecting on the 6 days that have gone by so fast. I feel like I'm a day behind though. I need to speed myself up tomorrow.

In The Magazine

I thought I would log in here at the stroke of midnight when 2011 was declared to post a lengthy speech on why things are going to change. But actions mean alot more and I didn't need to write out what I felt for me to feel it would come true.
I feel the change and I know I'm in control of everything that happens from here on out so I'm not worried about 2011 and the years to come. I'm more excited about them.

So let me get back to the title of my post! I'm in a magazine. But we can all calm down. It's not some top notch fashion magazine ; ) It's the passion card magazine. Here's the link: Passion Card Magazine

They basically selected 5 different interest groups and a youth each to do a photoshoot for the cover and a spread within the sheets. They talked about Arteen Furteens!!! It's exciting to know that more and more people will know about us because it makes it even more worthwhile when we spread the message of Arts is for Everyone.

My Sunday

Sunday was a wonderful day. I'm not trying to be cliched but it was. It started of at 9am in the morning when I headed down to the CC to meet with the AFT members and Ganesh and Nat from Ngee Ann Poly. We then went down to the open space opposite Sun Plaza to decorate it for the Christmas Party. Everything went smoothly. Kids came to make kites and I actually had fun teaching them how to make it. I was no expert and a kid and I tried to make it fly....it did lift off the ground for 30 seconds and then it came crashing back down : ) I didn't say I knew how to make it fly ; )

Then the colouring competition started. We went from having 0 kids participating to 13 kids. After that, we set up for Open Mic Night which saw 7 new acts and 3 of our AFT members performing. Sameer and Henry emceed and I must say they make damn good emcees as a team. They should really carry on doing what they do because they're bloody good at it!

So the moment Open Mic Night ended, I rushed back home to change for Sethu and Bhava's birthday party. The theme was Oscars. Met up with the rest and we headed off to Orchid Country Club. Here are some photos from the night:

The Red Dress my bought me.

A mixture of my old and new friends : )

AFT members! And Ravin and Suady

The 16 year old Birthday Girl! : )

The 21 year old Birthday Boy : ) And the Paki! lol

And just for the fun of it....here's my Ninja Gingerbread Man (Made by Serena)

Awesome Christmas Eve Out

What more can a girl ask then a pleasant outing on the eve of Christmas, a festive for which she has no reason to celebrate due to the fact that she's not christian. I however love Christmas because of the presents and decorations. Yes. My reasons are rather shallow.

Anywho, got up in the morning to head out with my mum to collect my brother's present. It is a Dark Knight Original one of ten a kind poster that I got framed for him as well. Had to collect Naathan's Iron Man poster as well. Then from Esplanade, headed off to Orchard for lunch with the female cousins, Mahes, Shanty and Selvi. Ate at Bali Thai which had surprisingly good food. We then did our gift exchange and I got a gift from Shanty; a necklace with a pendant that's a boot : ) Love it. When I'm less lazy, I'll take a picture of it and put it up here.

Then from there went back home to grab some stuff and then headed off to the CC to meet up with the rest. We printed Christmas song lyrics and grabbed our instruments before heading off to Vivocity. Once there, we ate and sang and enjoyed the fireworks. It was a feel good evening that was free of any expectations. We could all just be ourselves and I honestly did not care what anyone else thought was right or fun because I genuinely enjoyed myself in the good old fashioned sense.

So while we crooned to the tunes, the younger men were playing cards right next to us....loners. Haha but it was fun nonetheless and when the fireworks lit the sky, I just sat back and grinned to myself. Things couldn't have been put together better than that. I handed out my gifts to everyone and passed Serena and Naathan theirs. Serena's gift to me was awesome. Really woman it is : ) A samurai styled letter opener? Come on. I love it!

And then things went to hell from there...haha. Well not to hell. It was just the public transport. It was like every god damn singaporean was at Vivo and was trying to leave at the exact same time. So everything was jam packed and took twice as long to do.  Either way we got back home parted ways. And when I came home my brother gave me his present to me and it was this adorable voodoo looking earpieces. Hilariously thoughtful : )

So that was my christmas eve and this weekend just like every other week's weekend is packed with activites so this writer is going to sign off in hopes that she might get some rest in order to face the next day with less eye bags : ) (Than she already has that is.)

NIGHT! AND MERRY CHRISTMAS READERS : )

Why Women Are Single

Here are my top 10 carefully worded reasons why single women are....well.....single.

She's single because...

1) HER FATHER WAS ABUSIVE and hence she is turned off to most men. Generally these females become strippers as intelligently proven by the famous Chris Rock in this video here. He's rich. He can't be wrong.:


2) She is single because she is FOCUSED ON HER CAREER NOW. Bullshit! Oh please. If she's focused on her career then she should give up ties with her mum, her dad and anyone else she has a relationship with. Seriously? Focusing on your career? Gentlemen. Know this. That line is just an excuse females use for they fear getting into a relationship hence they hide behind their careers as cover.

3) She is single because of HER PARENTS. No explanation required. Especially if you are an Indian girl.

4) She is single because NO ONE HAS ASKED HER OUT BEFORE. That can be a real turn off for a chick. If no one has ever asked her out before then she's going to feel inadequate and unsure if she's attractive enough. Here's 2 possiblities as to why she has never been asked out before: a) She's too intimidating. b) The guys around her are generally cowards or gay. Because every female is attractive in some way and deserves to be asked out for that reason.

5) She is single because SHE IS CONFUSED ABOUT HER SEXUAL PREFERENCES. It's true.

6) She is single because ONLY WEIRD GUYS ASK HER OUT.

7) She is single because SHE'S A HOPELESS ROMANTIC and nothing would do short of a knight with a devastating smile in shining armour who will gallop towards her in a black Arabian horse and would love her as she would him till the end of eternity. A castle would help too.

8) She is single because SHE'S A GOLD DIGGER and that turns off most men. Shocking. You would think the male species would be okay with that as long as she's hot and isn't turned off to sex. I'm just saying.

9) She is single because SHE'S A COUNTRY SINGER and they are generally picky with their men because they fall into the No. 7 category.

10) She is single because SHE IS A NUN.

Get The Spark Back

It's odd how I want to grin now. A smile that would stretch from ear to ear. I don't care what may happen after this or what others may say. I don't care about the days of sorrow that may come after this. I don't care about anyone who may try to put me down. I don't care about the hurt I may face.

Because I feel passion again. Passion for everything in life. I want to do everything and anything. I want to try something new and make sure I excel at it all. It makes everything seem brand new and every turn a possibility of adventure. I'm tired of letting life steer me in a direction that it deems fit. Control lets you decide your own path and the stories that you can tell.

I feel passion for the things that will come to be important to me in the future.

I feel passion for Peter Pan. It's going to be a fantastic production. Nothing can change that fact. Everyone has that spark in them and we're going to pool it together because we've got less than 3 months and it's time to gear up and hit this production full on : )

I feel passion about writing. It's my thing! Conveying my ideas and dreams into words for others to read. That's my thing! I'm not going to let it slip through my hands once again. I'm going to write like never before and make sure that everyone reads my thoughts because they do matter.

I feel passion about so many other things that there's too many to list : ) I intend to try it all, do it all and live it all. I'm only 21 and I've got my whole life ahead of me. If I don't live it, who's going to?

I know it seems like a pep post and I suppose it is but it's a start from what once was : )

So about my life! Recently it has been rather hectic. There have been so many 21st Birthday parties. There were 4 alone over this past one weekend. And through all these hectic weekends and weekdays, I've come to realise alot of things and learned to tolerate alot of people.

Bitching about people ain't going to help no one. So tolerance is key. There are some people who will annoy you through stupidty disguised as intelligence. You can't really get angry with them can you? At least I can't. Yes, I have a rule. Only get angry with people who are genuinely mean. So the ones who annoy you in the manner of stupidity should just be tolerated. And I'm learning how to do so.

And then, there are those you meet who shock you with their change in character. You think you know them and they do something to make you think otherwise. Now, I believe myself to be the rather stubborn sort when it comes to protecting others. If you do something wrong to those I believe I care for then I would choose something drastic to show my disapproval. It isn't right to some but it is what it is.

So I have met the sorts of people I've mentioned above and I've learnt how I tend to react to them. I don't regret how I behaved but I want to refine the manners in which I would react to future similar situations.

I know this is a rather absurd post, heading in directions that seem messy and I promise to do better tomorrow. Yes the daily dose of crazy is back.

I think I'll discuss reasons as to why females are single tomorrow...seems like a rather entertaining post.

200th

It's my 200th post. And I've been putting off writing it because I wanted it to be something special. It's been a week since I began thinking and now I've got my thoughts sorted out.

I was supposed to fly off in September. That was the plan. But when it comes to my personal life, my plans never work out the first time. So I tried again, and once again it failed. But I was used to it. It's been happening all my life.

Let me try to explain this as clearly as I can. I am successful in many things. I'd rather acknowledge than be falesly modest. So anyways, I am successful in many things, all of which are projects or ideas I create outside of my personal space. However, anything I try to do personally for myself never works out the same way. I always have not 1 road block but more than 3. It's something I've grown rather used to. It's like a speck of dust on my shoulder. And I'm not exaggerating...but I really do mean everything I do for myself always goes wrong. My mum always thought I was being negative but I told her I was actually rather optimistic because despite the number of times I trip, I always pick myself up, dust of the dirt and carry on as if the first trip never hurt me. She soon realised I was right and even offered to bring a Feng Shui Master into my room.

But then those are all the small things that happen in life. The Visa thing...well that's really huge. And I would be lying if I said it didn't affect me. Come on....I got into Oxford's course. When I found out the 2nd time around that the visa was rejected yet again, I just nodded my head, got into the car with my mum, went home, locked my room door and screamed. Yes, I screamed like a banshee. I had to get it out. All the frustration, all the anger and especially all the disappointment. Then for weeks after that, I just didn't know what to do with myself. I felt tired and drained and completely miserable. The Visa was just one of the 3 things that had hit me hard this year. Alot of things I enjoyed doing became a chore and alot of people I loved hanging around became a pain because I just didn't want to face reality too quickly.

Slowly, I started piecing back pieces of my messy life. My mum really helped me through with this. I began to look for new options. I didn't want to go to UK anymore. It was energy draining and honestly I was pissed. So I applied to Monash University. But wait. Didn't I say that anything I try to do for my personal life has a hindrance. Yup. Applying to Monash wasn't easy as well. There was a mix up in my transcripts and well, I brushed of the dirt and told myself to hold my chin up and walk it off.

It was only until last week however, I began to really pick up the jagged pieces of my life; the parts I had thrown away the furthest. I picked them up one by one and reorganised them into my diary and restructured everything. Because I'll be damned if I fall apart at the age of 21. That is entirely unacceptable. 2010 has been a real pain in the ass, a blemish on my skin, a stupid weed I've tried pulling out. But 2010, has also been the year that has toughned me up. Nothing else can faze me now. Because the worst has happened and I dare anything bad to happen after this. If it does, I'm bloody ready this time around.

So I know this is the first time I've written a post about myself, personally. I don't write about what I really go through in life because I think those personal matters are best kept to myself and my mum but since this is the 200th post, I thought it would be nice to share one aspect of my life with my friends.

But please. Read this and don't discuss it with me : )

And for the record, I do feel stronger than before.