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Tuesday, February 24, 2009 { 11:15 AM }

In 20hrs time, I'll be flying to the land of smiles...

Saturday, February 21, 2009 { 9:43 PM }

ST came to DS1 for a week of rehearsal and today marked the last of it before it bump into DC. Went for the run yesterday at 4pm and sit thru the whole entire 2hrs15mins. How's the show? well, it's very much a black-box turn musical type of production where pushing the 'F" boundary is the most important and it's very much the director style of direction. Honestly, i realised that i do miss working with her and the team, i miss this kind of production, i miss the creativeness, i miss them, i really do.

Today we organised a camp for the student. Only 7 turned up. We expected it. At least, 4 of them were productive enough and the other 3 were just too shy. We managed to share some of our thoughts with them and end of the day they have showed some productive results. It's not all wasted, i hope. And they know what's their own problems were and they have promised to solve it. Let's have faith in them, trust them again and hopefully, they can make it work.


Sunday, February 15, 2009 { 2:42 PM }

as the title said it's all


I'm high on drugs

well, not the actual sense but it's still drugs

Not sure why and how but recently visiting the doctor is like a regular date

It's not the usual case for me but I think the body is sounding the alarm

15 different types of drug in 90 days

and. .. now, the drowsiness seeps ...



Tuesday, February 10, 2009 { 2:59 PM }

alright...i've waited almost a week to pen this down...
yes, i'm very sore right after the production. .. don't know why but yes .. very sore
sore to the point that it will be the last...it's like a major hang-over that i've to drag myself to work the next day and feeling like shit...why is it so bad? ... it felt very different from the last production ... everyone the same .. just a couple of new faces... more cues to call...more props to check...more shows...that's all... but why the feel so strange...so hostile...i don't know and don't wish to know...

what's next...all the news about work came in like waterfall and i felt really really sick & tired
poor gal next to me got to bear with my 'inappropriate' flaring ... sorry, babe...din mean to flare up at you

the sore-ness din get any better until sat when i met up with jen...the thrashing part was good...and i felt better now. ..

time to move on ...