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☂Not that anyone will actually see this, but you might or might not have gotten the reference above...anyway. Please do note that this online journal has been fighting the battle of neglect and time, often on the losing end, and really does feel like some sort of blue elephant that one's got to keep somewhat alive. For the sake of tradition, I suppose. (K) Yuan here. linkageblue birds flap fandoms + happiness + the lot where the ego centersit's all quite narcissistic, really. |
Date: <$BlogDateHeaderDate$> fare-thee-wells + mouthholeshullo. So, it's over. Can't quite believe it though, still feels like there's some big performance date looming or one more show. Was honestly beginning to get use to the considerably draining schedule (how do actors do this honestly) and then *bam* it ends. (by the end of which you can pretty much slide down to the floor and sleep anywhere, when the stimulants wear off.) Closing night was nice though. Everything went up and everyone did brilliantly (can't say the same for me, but then Porter's pretty :\), and we wrote notes to directors backstage. and y'know, the 'last' everythings; last preformance dinner break, last (proper) curtain call, last interval, etc. And San + Sara + Tricia Reema Kellysomething came to watch :D (First comment from Reema: HE'S SO HOT OMG OMG lol /deprivation/) hanging out afterwards was lovely, haven't seen them in ages. Exam-ridden and all, /guilt/, couldn't stay out long though. (god i've missed them. anyway.) (HI SAN. HI SARA.) Spent yesterday at open house ("farewell show", though everyone was rather dead hehg.) Hung around a bit, with Isabelle ("Lowe, not high. :D" *facepalm*) and Lesley, and then took a long sleepy bus home whereby I decided to get stuff to make stuff for mother's day and loitered around Jurong Point instead. Spent a lot, and came back to realize that i bought everything that I needn't. ah well. Also ended up waltzing in Cold Storage to Frank Sinatra and then sang impressions of Piaf when it ended (and when I say impressions.). Slept til noon today, had to wake up for the dentists (yes, the dentist.). It's farewell to two teeth today, to make way for the braces (oh, vanity) (nah it's more in line with pretentious dreams of "an acting career"). Gaping hole now exists in my mouth, and i can now... suck at my inner cheek. (been watching vlogbrothers It's quite delightful really they are lovely lovely people) Never realized root canals were that long, it's quite scary. And one can not imagine the amount of blood involved, it's basically your gums crying for your teeth back. And it's being more uncomfortable than imagined. and it's two more on the other side next week. and it's braces on the week after. and i'm going out for a buffet the day after. *creys* (just realized)
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okay gotta go sleep now, really shouldn't be staying up late. oh and having PE mats at the back of the class is incredibly helpful for student performers. just saying. (k) |
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794 year old tea-drinking oddity, decidedly mature and child. Vaguely thespian, Singapore, girls' school foundations. Writes a bit and pretends a lot. Floats in brillance from people like Regina Spektor, Damien Rice, Keane, Lisa Hannigan etc. Agnostic pantheist, and very married to Benedict Cumberbatch. Liberal + feminist, i guess. Books are eternal, and Indian+local literature is lovely. Considerably fond of all things geek, elephant, and astronomy. Also an absolute fangirl/shipper of all things BBC Sherlock, Granada Holmes, Doctor Who, Simon Amstell, Catherine Tate, Jeremy Brett and canonical Holmes.
I sleep a lot and like the English a bit too much. (as evident)
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