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Midsummer//Macbeth
I SHIP IT.
This is why I love theatre, and this is why I’m convinced that my classmates and castmates are the absolute best people in the world. There’s no other feeling that can compare to finishing a show, receiving an amazing standing ovation from the fantastic Macbeth cast, and freaking out with everyone after the show.
Honestly, I’ve no damn clue what I’ve done right to deserve all of this and all of you but- know that I’m glad beyond words for everything and for everyone.
I love all of you, and that’s all that matters.
WE’RE GOING TO HAVE AN AWESOME RUN! THREE DAYS OF AWESOME IMPENDING!
Results
Aw, guys… I know that results are being absolute bitches at the moment and that things aren’t looking particularly amazing at this point in time. Parents might be deciding to up the asshole factor.
But even in light of all this, remember that you’ll always have the support of your friends and your classmates. We’re all in this together and if you need to rant, or cry, or yell about anything, we’ll be here for you. Really. I’d like to believe that common passions bring people together, and being in an art school - this leaves many of us with only each other for support and that means that we can depend on each other for help.
Just remember - we still have one more semester and all is not lost. We can fix things together.
Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep tonight. Six hours is all I ask.
As of late I haven’t been able to sleep at night, for I am afraid. I close my eyes and fantastical, hideous creatures of quiet menace crouch in waiting; words that demand to be said and written and conveyed sing in shoals until their wretched cacophony compels me to inscribe them on a virtual score. The creatures may not frighten you as they do me. They appear in flashes of lightning and flickers of light in shadow and the under the cover of near-darkness and are everything that I am afraid of. There’s a sort of poetic irony in this: I wish for creativity and imagination and poetry in my words, but cannot embrace the manifestation bestowed without frightening myself in my sleep. These words that you see are not dissimilar, and if it pleases you to know that this is what plagues me at night, this cruel imagination of mine, then you have me on a spit roasting over a fire for your banquet.
The Fault in Our Stars
I’ve just read it.
Holy hell, it’s amazing. There are no words-
Actually, there might be some. For one, I’m blown away by the honest truth and quietness of it all in the writing, and that kind of quiet poetry woven into the prose itself is nothing less than brilliant. It kind of makes me want to laugh and cry and mourn for everything, the least being how incapable and inadequate I am at this writing business, at life, at everything. How do you weave music into your words? How do you be a decent human being without having to belong to a religion? How do you remain in a state of being?
If there’s anything that must be said, it is about John Green’s astounding ability to do this to his readers. I don’t know how he does creates his characters, how he writes, how he functions, but I’m pretty damn glad that I’ve gotten the chance to experience some of his genius. It almost feels like living sometimes. Thank you.
ALL IS WELL IN PARADISE
I fell off my seat in the movie theatre after The Avengers.
Avengers 8.30pm!
I *may* have inflicted my LoK liveblogging feels on my bandmates. I’M SORRY GUYS ;___; BUT MY FEELS
MY FEELS
Question time!
Tagged by the lovely rockcitywankers (or bcumberbitching, if you’ve not realised she’s changed URL already)!
Rule 1 - Post the rules.
Rule 2 - Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and then make 11 new ones.
Rule 3 - Tag 11 people and link them to your post.
Rule 4 - Let them know you’ve tagged them.
- Are you allergic to something, if not what kind of food can’t you stand?
I’m slightly allergic to shellfish, crabs and prawns, though the latter two aren’t as bad. It’s awful because I love tempura to bits. ;___; i MAKE EXCEPTIONS FOR IT, THOUGH. I’m totally willing to suffer a bit for some of that delishusness.
- What do you like most about yourself?
My winning sense of humour, obviously. Because it’s evidently won over a bunch of people who think I’m brilliant I’m like a unicorn princess that everyone lov—
I’m kidding! I don’t know, honestly. I like that my hair doesn’t suffer from shitty hair days too often, and that I love reading, and that I’ve got amazing friends (though I have no idea how I lucked out enough to have them). :3
- If you could only watch one movie and/or tv-show for the rest of your life, which one would you choose?
Community- Sherlock- Bones- Avatar: TLA- Legend of Korra- WEHHHH I DON’T KNOW DON’T MAKE ME CHOOSE ;____;
- The last time you were out of this world happy?
Hmmm. I don’t think I’ve experienced enough to be /that/ happy yet. I was amazingly happy whenever I got messages from you guys, though! You’re all so lovely, it’s unreal. =w=
- A strange dream you had?
I was trapped in a huge tank in a submarine (similar to that from 2000 Leagues Under the Sea), and my legs were caught inside this huge conch shell. I couldn’t move, and the captain of the ship just sat in front of the tank and leered while I tried to escape. I couldn’t, though, because my legs started to amalgamate with the shell and the tank started to deepen; the top growing farther and farther away. The captain’s stare, however, moved down with me. It was incredibly fucking creepy.
Fun fact: this is one of the reasons why I’m scared of deep water.
- If you changed your name what would your new name be?
Kittens.
Something that people could pronounce, maybe. “OTL Chinese names are haaaard.
- A pick-up line that would make you fall in love instantly?
Believe it or not, I’ve not had any experience with pick up lines. (shrug) We’ll see.
- Who would you give anything to be friends with (living or dead)
EVERYONE.
- Your favorite noise?
Cats meowing.
- If you could switch urls with any other tumblr whose would you take?
I quite like my URL, actually. =3= I dunno, I’d feel pretty bad if I had to take someone’s URL away from them. ;___;
- You’re going on a trip anywhere you want, where would you go? and the point of this trip is to get to know someone you don’t know so well, who would you choose to take with you?
Japanland! Or Europe. I’d take anyone who’d want to come with me. Takers, anyone?
I’m tagging: missykinns, thesavagemanchild, wedgesandwedgies, bitterbrokenbones, troulapin, captainsupergeek, pour-toujourss, iceyvanilla, fyeahaidasayuti, ankitasayshi and poxproductions!
Your questions are:
- What’s your sleeping pattern like, if any?
- I’m giving you a sexy Santa’s helper suit for Christmas. WEAR IT.
- Armageddon has arrived because the Antichrist wasn’t misplaced. What do you do?
- Top five nightmares?
- What are you looking forward to the most this summer?
- Favourite class and/or teacher in school, and why? With examples.
- Swap names IRL with someone. Who do you swap with?
- Favourite person(s) in the world at the moment.
- Top six fandoms? The main characters of each are now assembled like the Avengers, and they must save the city from (insert relevant antagonist here)! How does this play out?
- You have a genie in your hand. He will only grant your wish if you dress up and sing the song you hate the most. What song is this? Will you do it? If not, what will you do?
- Most well-worn novel that you own? What has it endured under your uncaring hands?
x undecided day
x went to the park in the morning with the dam, and breakfast after that. it was delishus and the park was lovely!
x sent out my order for the 221B Study St. vinyl stickers! they’re adorable and a must have if you’re a procrastinating Sherlockian like myself. /shot (http://tedizack.deviantart.com/art/SHERLOCK-GO-STUDY-printable-stickers-298525356)
x had a chat with David today, and it was awesome! :3
x didn’t do any work today because I needed a bloody break from work ;__;
x it actually worked out pretty well cuz I spent it playing Minecraft SSP and I’m working on a new project! it’s an almost-to-scale replica of an English mansion I found online, and progress
is goooood~
x fine, I did /some/ work. I found 10 journal articles from JSTOR for History IA and IRE that I’m making myself read over the next two days.
x IT RAAAINED FINALLY
x BUT there aren’t any more decent seats for The Avengers! RAGEQUIT
x so my plans for watching it this week basically flew out of the window :(
x (Zhiyi, there aren’t any good seats for Saturday. Tiong Bahru *might have, do you want me to check?)
x and the rain took most of the bloody day to start
x felt sick; a bit of a sore throat coming up- bad timing because KAMUSTA
IS ON SATURDAY WEHHHHHHHHH I’M NOT READY FOR THIS :’[
x AVENGERS ;____;
x just realized how much I dislike my voice sometimes. it’s so goddamn awkward sounding and I sound like a child gahhhhhhhh
I’m not in a good place now, I think. It’s been an absolutely shite day, and I’ve been stuck in the proverbial artistic desert for weeks.
Gonna stay up a bit to finish my theatre assignment - hopefully the extra effort I put in will help me break out of this phase.
I’m just. Wishing and hoping and god I need people to talk to.
Futures
I’m just going to get all of this out of my system right now, so that I can focus properly on everything that’ll be happening in the next few weeks.
Today I had tea with one of my mum’s friends, who happens to be on the admissions panel for Yale-NUS and is an alumnus of Yale, about furthering my education in the States after I graduate. Essentially - she said she thinks that I’ll have a pretty good chance of getting into Yale, that it’ll suit me well, and that I have a good chance of getting a scholarship from there even though I’m not from Hwa Chong, or Raffles Girls’ School. Actually - part of it’s because I’m not from there; because I’m not a typical Singaporean student.
It’s not much now, considering that I have two more years to go before graduating, but it’s honestly very empowering and assuring hearing that from her because it’s proof that my choices aren’t as badly-made as people have made it out to be. My decision to go to art school because I decided that the normal system wasn’t the best for myself, as well as the support that I’ve gotten along the way from my close friends and my parents have (evidently!) manifested themselves into a lovely, lovely chance at different education experience.
It means that every belittling thing that my ex-classmates have said about my school, my education, my friends, my decisions, how I’ve changed (how I’m terribly Westernised compared to the primary school days, whatever) - it doesn’t define anything if I choose not to let it do so. Of course, this revelation is nothing special in the bigger scheme of the world - plenty of people have already understood this. But I suppose, then, it’s special to me because for once, for once, I don’t feel like I’m utterly helpless in this situation; I don’t have nagging doubts at the back of my mind taunting me at night about the decisions I’ve made. At this point in time, I guess it’s totally okay to me if I’ve lost touch with the more Singaporean side of myself because I’m content with the friends I have (that have stuck by me throughout the years as well as the new ones I’ve been fortunate enough to meet in recent years) and where it seems to be taking me.
But I digress. Getting waaaaay ahead of myself. Essentially - in all seriousness, I’m killer excited for what might happen in the next few years!
