Friday, October 12, 2007
i have officially graduated from ACJC as of 10th oct! its amazing how quickly time passes. 2 years as an AC student passed just in the blink of an eye. i can say that these 2 yrs have def been the most DRAMATIC(and i mean it) moments in my life. met many new people and learnt many new things. it made me realise how the world is not that perfect and how people are not always whom they appear to be.
we were all to report to black studio at 715am. mdms gave us each a ring, with the words "Ars Monet" carved on the inner side of the ring. as much as there are times where i really felt like giving up from all the workload and intensive rehearsal, i really admire mdm's passion and love for the arts. how she would sacrifice her time to prepare all those notes for us, and allow us to sign up for consultation with her for both dep and lit. sometimes i still wonder how i managed to survive through grp and IS prac. there were times i felt like giving up but i suppose mdms intentions were good, though all the stress and numerous tech runs got to our nerves.
joining dep made me realise my limits, it made me become a more confident and stronger person. drama made me realise i do actu have a teeny-weeny bit of talent and to think of it i actu miss the times at the theatre, the glory on stage and how we encouraged each other through the bad times.
and of coz there's still my dearest class(: although i barely spent time with the class due to my stupid timetable that didnt allow many common breaks with the class i never felt left out.
and yes i will miss the days of ponning lectures and lessons to slp in the library or eat because i m too hungry. i will miss the days of running away from teachers whose lessons i ponned. i will miss the days of coming up with excuses to skip PE.
to vicky: thanks for being such a drama-mama and u never fail to brighten up my day with ur hilarious actions and stories abt ur scandals=P
to phuay: god knows when we became such close friends but i m glad we r still good frens and i hope we can continue to support and encourage each other! try not to be such a princess!
to rose: i will miss going to lit lessons to laugh at dom and prince! although we r not as close anymore i still wish u well(:
to zhi long: although we r not close but i have always admired the way you view life, how u dare to speak ur mind and how u r proud to be who you are!
to krit: hey kor although we r not as close as before its still great knowing you! whatever has happened for the past 2 yrs its time to forget them! jia you mr thailand!
to dheraj: thanks for helping me and being my Asoka! thanks for all the sacrifices made. couldnt have completed my A lvl piece without ur outmost co-operation! and its really ur motivational words that made me persevere on from my sucky prelim results for IS!
to clement: its sad how u didnt make it back to ac after PAE but i m glad we r still in contact and i will always rmb the mass dances and our super-not-active og grp! anyway time to start studying and worry abt vannessa after As!
to carl: my beloved for supporting and encouraging my to study! work hard and hopefully we get into business law den we can finally be sch mates!
and of coz to granny chong: thanks aunty for still loving me and putting up with my emo-ness and pms-ing and complaints! its wonderful how we r still best frens despite our super busy schedules!=D
ACS FOREVERkathy glory and elina sang this song for mdms and i just feel that the lyrics of the song made a lot of sense
FOR GOOD-WICKED THE MUSICAL
ELPHABA
I'm limited:
Just look at me - I'm limited
And just look at you -
You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda
So now it's up to you
(spoken) For both of us
(sung) Now it's up to you:
GLINDA
I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you:
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good
ELPHABA
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend:
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you:
GLINDA
Because I knew you:
BOTHI have been changed for good
ELPHABA
And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I've done you blame me for
GLINDA
But then, I guess we know
There's blame to share
BOTH
And none of it seems to matter anymore
GLINDA ELPHABA
Like a comet pulled Like a ship blown
From orbit as it Off it's mooring
Passes a sun, like By a wind off the
A stream that meets Sea, like a seed
A boulder, half-way Dropped by a
Through the wood Bird in the wood
BOTH
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
I do believe I have been changed for the better?
GLINDA
And because I knew you:
ELPHABA
Because I knew you:
BOTH
Because I knew you:
I have been changed for good.
we're so super cute :D
>3:29 AM
Saturday, October 06, 2007
came across this play called Red Black and Ignorant from Edward Bond's trilogy "The War Plays" thought its actually quite meaningfull!
Alone of creatures we know that we pass between birth and death
And wish to teach each new mind to be as profounf as a crystal ocean through which we
may see the ocean bed and from shore to shore
We speak of our children before they are born
Carry them before we can hold them
Fold their clothes and lay their bed before they can wake
Sew and harvest and market their food before they can eat
Forthem we build streets before they can walk
And guard them from sickness before they can draw breath
For three seasons they grow in the womb while the world may age ten thousand years
When they are born the hands of mechanic housekeepers masons pilots designers
administrators drivers gardeners are held together to receive them
No exiled hero could return to a land more welcoming
No president could be received into office with such preparation
No victor be greeted with so much joy
We should not wonder that in the past children thought that the world was watched over
by gods
But now we kill them
we're so super cute :D
>6:25 AM
