Short and Sweet, Midsummer Night and an audition
Names of drama stuff that I got involved with recently.
I volunteered at the Short and Sweet theatre festival as backstage crew. FUN and fuming. haha, let's just skip the fuming part. I scared Xingni with my ahem, rather strong use of language in my smses to her when I was complaining about someone in the fest at the peak of my fuming brew.
Even at times like this, God can still teach me something: how angry I can get. This is kinda important so that I don't get complacent and think I'm such a nice person. Reminding me not to take God's grace for granted.
I'll be doing Front of House for Midsummer Night's dream this coming thursday. First time doing it; my friend says its super tiring 'cos Fort Canning's seating's on the fields, and the field's biiiigggggg. But well, I'll treat it as watching a free show. haha=p
And an audition. That's not the name of a play. But yes, I got an audition! For a corporate video on anti-money laundering. This thursday, 3p.m. Thanking God and entrusting it into His hands. If He wills it, my audition will succeed.
Back to the 1st 2 drama stuff I've mentioned. I think I really love the arts scene. The whole drama mama-ness suits my taste.
Hmm, maybe not all of it. Spare me the cattiness part.
And Oh! I realise one thing. My life partner must be able to love me for all my dramatic expressions of emotions and experiences.
I only found out recently that there are people who find the way I narrate my experiences a tad too "drama mama", and I didn't even know it. People like my sis, my mum and someone else.
This is ME.
Love me for who I am.
I am half prepared to stay single all my life.
Many things to do! all so appealing!
But the other half of me doesn't seem that prepared yet.
FICKLE.
Put it this way.
If a person whom I can be ABSOLUTELY sure that I can spend the rest of my life with doesn't come along, I rather not get attached at all.
Afterall, a whole life of commitment isn't a joke.
That's when my life isn't a stage, and I'm not just a foolish player. When life is not a tale, told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Now you know what I mean when I say I'm drama -mama.
LOL, sorry in one of those cranky moods again.
tata!
