At the end of the day…

…I think I have learnt the following from the play readings:

1. Art, or the arts, is not as easy as many people think it is.

Just watching these people really work the lines during rehearsals and mould the voices of the characters from the texts so that they could get into them was really amazing, impressed me beyond compare.

But most importantly, it only reiterated to me how far I have to go with any art of mine.

2. Life, and friendship, is very transient.

It was a good four months hanging out, laughing and learning along with these people, but in another four months, I wonder how many of us will still be in contact, for reasons other than professional ones.

Call me cynical (for those of you who stalk my blog) but I think I am being realistic.

3. You can’t polish shit.

Adrian Pang said this at the end of the night when we were all at some Vietnamese restaurant at The Arts House, in reference to the quality of our scripts.

Not that our scripts were shite – they weren’t Broadway material, definitely, but he and the other practitioners agreed that the voices for each character (in all our scripts) were quite distinct, so the practitioners had an easier time doing what they did.

As compared to other crappier scripts from plays past, of course, where even the best practitioner cannot do anything about it, hence the quote.

I hope he wasn’t being polite (lol), and he really meant it, but I think what matters most is that it applies to many situations in life as well – if you’re in a pile of shit, sometimes it doesn’t matter if you try and polish it up, cos it’s still gonna be shit, anyways.

Whatever the case, a very big thank you to the people who came down to watch/listen/support. I hope you had fun πŸ™‚

A constant negotiation

I had a mini-epiphany last night before I fell asleep.

Each relationship you are in, regardless of whether it is platonic or non-platonic, entails a constant negotiation.

Because there is no one person with whom you can truly agree on with everything.

So, assuming attraction/like/desire (platonic or non-platonic) is equal for all parties whom you have or intend to have a relationship with, what it all boils down to is:

  • How much you are willing to negotiate or invest in negotiations with said parties.

    And since negotiations eventually involve some kind of middle ground, where both parties strive to attain a balance between what each party wants/needs, then what makes the relationship efficient is when…

  • How many compromises have to be made, with the goal being to have as few as possible.Which means that from the outset, both parties have to agree on as many things as possible.

I think I need to start compiling some kind of guide book to help me along the way in life.

Max Perry Come Home.

well, this post did start off as a tribute to Max Perry, cos he flew away on Christmas Eve. Max Perry was also a Christmas bird, as my sister used to say, because he was always dressed in Christmas colours. anyway, i never did get round to finishing this post so i guess i’ll just turn it into a general update.

Max Perry was my mum’s lovebird, and although i hated it at first because it was so noisy, i think that i eventually grew to love it over time. it was such a cockster, but in a cute way, as you can see in this photo:

my mum was cleaning it on Christmas Eve, but she forgot to close the kitchen window while she was doing it, so i guess it took its chance to escape then. it sat on a tree opposite our flat for a while, and i actually did try to climb the tree to go and get it down but it was like too tiring so i gave up and went back to my flat to throw wads of wet toilet paper at the damn bird. oh and while doing so, i was like, “eh bird, come back. wait the crow eat you up then you know.”

after a while, i think it got kind of bored so it flew off further where it did meet its tragic end because of some bloody big, black crow which intersected its path and probably ate it for breakfast. it was quite sad, not only because my mum and i had to watch it die, but because we saw it being truly happy and free for a while. and when it took off in flight, in a flash of brilliant green, it was so beautiful for that two seconds. before we heard it squawk like a chicken and become a hearty meal to a predator that really should just be shot and killed forever.

-_-

so this one’s for you, Max Perry:


In Memory of Max Perry
(2003 – 24 Dec 2005)

you always had a squawk, chirrup and chirp for us no matter what the time of day was, or how irritating we were to you. because your principle was always to fight fire with fire and pre-emptive strikes, wasn’t it, you biter of fingers and hands, you. you were fat, noisy and chicken-like but we miss you all the same. take care and be free wherever you are.

R.I.P., bird.

you were much loved.


well, i’ve tried to update the template and layout of this blog as best as i can and i think i’m almost done. it’s been difficult but the transition has been getting easier with each click, i guess. oh yar, and i know i have not been updating although i have thought about a lot of things i want to say. but i haven’t been at home enough to blog, so well, i guess you’ll have to wait until school starts again before you get more pearls of wisdom from me. hurhur πŸ™‚

anyway, with regard to the links, i think i shall just link those people who have already linked me permanently on their blogs, as opposed to linking up every mother’s son or daughter. one reason is because it is more complicated to do so as compared to Blogger, but the real reason is that because i feel (and have always felt) that it’s not fair to give someone free traffic to his/her blog when he or she doesn’t return you the favour. so i am going to exercise my right to anality for a while and only link up said people who have already linked me up, and just bookmark the blogs of those people whose blogs i still stalk. until someone complains and asks me to link him/her up, that is.

ok, i am off to breakfast. have a Happy New Year, everyone!