Sunday, January 28, 2007



Me - "Lately I've been playing the sell-my-soul-to-chinese-orchestra-and-stay-back-in-school-until-6-plus-everyday-game."

Okkkk...

Because I promised darling Wee Bian to blog today/tonight, I shall. But my mind is currently quite blank, and I don't really know what to blog about. Well, there is stuff, but I really really cannot muster the effort to go and blog about those issues. It'd take a good...1 hour at least, more given my incredibly short attention sp- hey cool...tissue paper...

Major perk of the week was the EL auditions. Most of the sec 1s and 2s are pretty damn good, as well as a certain Sec 4.

Though I couldn't help but notice that they all liked to taper off at the end of the sentences. As in...getting softer...and softer...and softer...and then softer....

And then softer a bit more.

And another minor grievance was the use of props. Joseph, for example, used a pencil case as a sick cat. Now, although I'm sure it assisted him in bringing out emotions ( ignoring the ever-present smile ), it was quite traumatizing to see him snatch up a "sick cat" and then plopping it back into the "basket" again.

Anyway, we've got our cast I think. Joseph, Daryl, Hansen...er....er....er....er....Cannot remember.

Hansen's audition was unanimously voted ( not that I bothered to ask, but I'm 99% sure ) the best. The only guy who bothered to improve the script, something I was looking for because I personally found the script(s) very boring. Even the Dracula one, after hearing it 10+ times, gets a little tiresome. The added/changed sections proved very humourous, and the stage presence is definitely there. Only thing is, I still find in him a tendency to rush through. Apparently, it was -meant- to be there, but I still found it a tad too fast.

I hated every single audition with people with accents, strong natural accents. Most of them, when reading the script, managed to read it to the point where stabbing my forehead with Danial's red stabilo fineliner seemed desirable. As in, I don't blame them for trying, I don't blame them for their accent, I'm just saying that I absolutely detest those kind of auditions because they make me feel like crying. As in, shoot-me-now-this-is-horrible crying.

And speaking of opinions, whatever happened to freedom of speech? I was talking to Mr Raphael Ong on Friday, and we started to talk about the Lit class. Well, he talked, I bitched. And it got to the point where I said "I find their actions stupid."

To which he reacted negatively of course.

Which makes me wonder: Aren't I allowed to form my opinions about something? I really wouldn't give a flying damn if Maxicheebong and any other of his wannabe-pai-kia doltheads said that my actions are dumb. For one, I can actually justify my actions, instead of "wah lao you gay lah *insert vulgarity* eff off lah linus." And of course, the only thing that they will -ever- be able to accuse me of is being "gay like shit". Meanwhile, I can slowly pick apart their actions, not that they care, because they're too busy.

Last note: The Ridha/Rayson/Me whole biznotch thing is getting out of hand. Arghhhh...blast me, please.