Ignoring, for now, the fact that I did not run the 2.4 and, instead, did the 5 NAPHA stations and thus am not dead.

And ignoring, for now, the fact that I'm quite sure I'm sick.



Radical Dreamers from the game, Chrono Cross. Learnt the piano part played in the video, on guitar. As was played in the original. Yiheng/Ji'an help me with the violin bit pl0x. Need two violins slash erhus, and as can be heard from the original, two guitars.

Momentarily stopping Zakum production. Don't feel too well.

Today the most interesting part was DramaFeste! It was really fun. Moor was first in line, and with Master Thia's convincing crying scenes and the over-ironic and melodramatic storyline, it quickly served as an interesting starter for the rest of the schedule, despite its very draggy monologues.

Morrison did something controversial, something along the lines of Macbeth's witches + modern-ishness + dancing. Quite fun, if anything. Grats to Benn as one of the main characters, Kwun Tong as the muchly amusing, blue-haired, wide-eyed and wildly-laughing witch, and Shayan in his second involvement in the interhouse DramaFests. And Keng Chee and EGAN in subtle involvement.

Bayley came after intermission. It was, by far, the best one due to its largely humorous humor. Blend of many cultures, a child's ingenuity and an awkward and uncommon situation caused this play to be, in my opinion, the best at least amongst these three. Ignoring, for now, the sexual references and occassional vulgarities.

KUDOS TO THE SUPER EMCEES.

Condolences to the pitiful Tan Wei Xuan who bought both matinee and nightshow tickets to "compare". And to Kuss who had to stay in school till 7++.

Tomorrow I'm going to watch the Dark Knight. Its something I'm really looking forward to (largely due Heath Ledger's Joker), and my parents took the courtesy of booking the Golden Seats, involving reclining chairs and manual service of food and drinks. Excited to criticize and pick at them at every chance. *evil laugh*

Why do I keep staring at my handphone screen. Waiting for something that will not come.

What is this shallowness outside?

And what is this emptiness inside?

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.