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Saturday, March 08, 2003
hahahz....just watched Joyluck Club yesterday.... very funny. i mean, not the play itself, which was really good.
FIrst i got there with sheueying, then first thing when i enter school, i just HAD to meet Mr Kuo with his CAMERA. i was running away, frantically trying to get away. well coz my dressing ain't typical of the "good-student' qintan -- white linen sleeveless blouse (outside) and black..erm..spaghetti strap inside. plus above-knee denim skirt. after that, we saw 2/12vers and 2/13vers swinging on the swing so we ran over to join them. didn't swing, though. Not much, then after that saw the tchs guys coming in. arg. and SOME stupid guy calls to ask for a ticket LAST MINUTE. i think i killed some brain cells over this. URG. poor denby. sowwie! :S:S:S (i can't seem to be crafting this blog well, but nevamind. i'll continue.) okae so nothing much to do, just some walking and talking around, after which the show starts. the show, overall was...FANTASTIC! waaay better than the RGSS production of last year, "and i Hate you Too". its themes (being about family love, [a bit on] culture, and family reunion, are MUCH less superficial, deeper, than the latter. Besides, the acting too, was superb, except for a few instances when the actresses forgot some lines. Yawen, as Suyuan, mother of main character, was superb in her acting! esp when she abandoned the babies...the expressions, and the jerky movements, agonising hesitation, was especially moving...denby and charmaine sitting in front totally agreed that she was superb. at the end, we shouted, "go yawen!!" :D:D:D wonder if she heard it....Xi An was acting as Wu Xin and it was SO FUNNY! she looked so much like a guy!! hahaz. Lizzie was quite good, poor Vic had her ankle sprained, and Elaina was quite good too, tho she was A BIT too soft. I find the show, really, really good. :-) way to go, Theatre CLub Nanyang!!! after the show, hung around the area in front of audiorium. tried taking photos of people, but wasted film by people puting up heir hands to block. ARG. foiled attempts. plus wenqin kept chasing me around, trying to see what i wore under the white blouse. SIGHz. not the mention shaun seetow and his stupid plans at matchmaking people. URG. anyway, great show. oh. and DARN. i LOST the ten bucks che hao paid that was supposed to be paid to DENBY. now i OWE DENBY ten bucks! and ZHENGXUN gor still owes me TEN BUCKS!!! okae okae...forget about money. and it's late. must be going. seeyaz!
Thursday, March 06, 2003
a mediocre poem i dedicate to my classmates:
I can't concentrate in class; can do my homework not -- Don't know why, but my heart's boiling hot. I know you're angry with me, and i don't pretend i know that not, i just want to tell you, what i thought. First, to my class group members: I'm sorry i over-reacted to a joke you thought was cool. I'm sorry i cried but i just felt like letting all my feelings out. I'm sorry i didn't control my urge to cry till i was alone in a dark isolated corner before letting go. I'm sorry i'm over-sensitive -- can't help it. can i? maybe i shouldnt be so touchy. i'm stressed. i know you are too, but i don't control it well. I'm sorry i went up to the teacher but i didn't tell her anything. she didn't give me a chance to speak. (perhaps she read the writing first then inferred) I'm sorry. Sorry. Second, to my geog group members I'm sorry i don't seem to contribute a lot. i just...can't seem to do any better. I'm sorry when i try to help i end up making you frustrated by accidentally "undoing" your hours of hardwork. I'm sorry i just seem so irresponsible i try. but somehow, i fail. If my sincere hot tears shed on the model could help make the pond look more blue the project more complete, my contribution greater, i could flood the whole place with tears. but i know it doesnt help. I'm sorry. really am. if you want to take my name off the project, i'd let you. but just wanta say, i DID TRY to help, out of the many follies and constraints I'm sorry i didn't try as much as you did. sorry. to all I wish I could make it better. I would, if I could. But I just can’t Seem to. I just feel so terrible, so sorry – all misery bottled up that I almost wish to end myself. Perhaps I should go jump off if you really want me to do that. But for those once-good friends (who perhaps still are), Maybe you’d feel something tugging at your heart The day after I’m gone. Maybe I’d better not. Maybe I take things too hard. I just try. i don't wanta be alone. all alone. silent and alone. so can you just forgive and forget? I'm really, really Sorry. end of poem hugZ to all, if you will accept.
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