Bullets

I wanna write this while its still fresh and hot in my mind just like my 2 reheated oven toast cheeseburgers. Wayang Ramayana went well. I am really proud of all those involved no matter how minor they think their roles are. In particular I guess, i have to take my hats off Mahdi for wanting to help me out even when she herself has stage fright. My heart goes to you.

I hope everybody enjoyed themselves with the fusion of shadow puppetry (wayang kulit), video imagery, stage acting and certainly the fusion of music. It was just magical when the whole show started and flowed till the very end. The best thing after the whole show was, nobody could believe that this was a 3 week play, may it be the students, professors or the parents. Neither can I but hey, it happened. What can i say.

This production was never about grades when it started. It never was. It was more about friends helping out and willing to sacrifice their time eventhough they know that deadlines catching up to them. I may not have theatre experience and this may be the first time i'm directing a production but the most humbling part was knowing that friends and fellow classmates work hand in hand to make this show flawless and magical.

I guess the highlight for me was that my parents came for Wayang Ramayana. It's their first i guess for any of my performances. Really appreciate that and sharing the night celebrating my sis's birthday with the cast is one of the highlights of my life. My dear sis, the one who constatnly keep me in check and calling me whether i'm coming home EVERY night. Sometimes she does wait for me but knowing that her brother has been sleepin in school and friends' place, she would just go and sleep.

Had supper at Bencoolen and really made a lot of noise. lol. but its really nice even for that short moment in time where i managed to spend time with the cast and just crap the whole night thru. I left for Esplanade and went to catch some peace. Finally its over, but what's next. and as i turn my head to the right, i saw the Esplanade's Outdoor Theatre. I told myself. "that is what i'm gonna do next with Royale"

5.30am on my watch, i sent Fifi home first. On da way back, it started to rain so bad, that i had to put on my shades and cover my mouth with my hands because my half helmet has no sunvisor. Omg... the rain was like bullets hitting my face. MANY BULLETS.

i just went "ah! oooh! ah! ooh! ADOI! pain! help!" i was shivering like mad and the wind nearly threw me off my Chinook. Had to seek for shelter. And so i did, beneath the flyover. Stood there as i saw the rain pouring down and people trying to keep themselves warm. One of the motorists had to rush to the airport and the rain is not helping at all. I tried to flag for a taxi for him, in the MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY. HOW TO SEE???? geeesh... the things i do. i managed to flag a taxi but i stopped beyong the flyover. THIS BUGGER, didnt want to get himself wet and expected the taxi to reverse for him. WTH. alor brudder, you want to catch your plane or not? geesh...

the rain didnt stop but i just continued from where i left and to keep myself warm, i sang " lalalalallalalalalala" in the tune of "who's afraid of the big bad wolf, big band wolf, big bad wolf, ouch.. ooooH! pain!! adoi!!! arrrrrrh!" yup. that was how i went to keep myself warm. once i reached home, my pants were wet. i dont have to mentioned the shirt. i was walking like a crab! my ultraman boxers were like making me really uncomfortable.

so yeah. juz showered and feelin really sleepy. in need of rest and warmth.

ja
broken.yet.again.