stupid geog project. argh. i'm so sick of it. my group doesn't seem to find anything wrong with it.. but i think it totally sucks. the objectives are not even clear to begin with.

caught Anthology over the weekend and it was damn good! it's not like your usual play at all. from the moment we stepped into the theatre, it was dark with lighted candles and the actress was tinkling some eerie tune on the piano. we sat around the piano so it was very close to her. and soon she started singing godknowswat so it was waaaay creepy. plus the smell of incense kinda adds to all that scariness. and the great thing about it is you don't see the 'actress' as an actress and you really believe that she's this neurotic woman made so by the holocaust. it was that real. plus it was a rather interactive play so she was just like talking to the audience. and when the whole thing was over.. she was playing the piano and singing again, and she just said

"you can leave now... but go quietly cos my son is sleeping. go.."

So it ended on that creepy note. no one even applauded or what we all just left as instructed. haha coolness!

this must be the most fun and unique play i've been to. i was disappointed that the holocaust wasn't really talked about much though. oh well.. i wonder if Adolf was better. damn. should've gone for that too.

for some reason i'm really interested in the holocaust. guess you could call it morbid curiosity. i really love the movie The Pianist and Art Spiegelman's Maus. uhm. ok. i don't know what else to say. bye.

feeling like i'm back in primary school... when i used to be damn sad on sundays cos it meant that the weekend's over and there's school the next day. it was a terrible, bad feeling... i really, really dreaded school. i feared it. was scared of it. it was a queasy feeling.

i'm not scared of school anymore now... but i'm having that all too familiar feeling of impending doom.. and immense sadness. and yearning.

sigh.

it's all coming back to me. today, i'm a kid again.

"i tell you something... i got school tomorrow."

Numbers

gosh... i just was just thinking that in 2003 i was in J2. how wrong is that?? am i losing track of time or what?

been quite lazy to blog. sian.

lunched at some shanghainese restaurant in taka with the mother and brother. the food there is good stuff! yumma.

went to kino to get sthg cos brother has a kino card (10% off). stupid thing is the card is non-transferable so when i went to pay, the cashier wanted to see the owner of the card. so i had to 'present' my brother. geeeez. so if i wanna use his card, i'd have to bring along some guy cause all they want is to see a guy cause the name on the card's a guy's name. they didn't even check if he's the real 'mark tang'. might as well not make it non-transferable then. aiya stupid lah! so difficult if i wanna use his card then. or maybe i could just point at some random guy.

then my bro wanted to go to quiksilver. and i dono what happened but i think i decided to take advantage of the fact that my mom and her wallet was around so i got.... shoes! hurhurhur. kinda been eyeing them for damn long. so in the end my brother didn't get anything but i did. muahaha. guess i should thank him for wanting to go there.

one day i'll be too old to be still wearing roxy and all. maybe that day has already passed without my realisation. ha! ha! or maybe that day is coming... like in a few months time when i turn into that horrible monster called ADULT. hohoho. whatever it is, i know that day is soon to come... when i wouldn't dare to wear such stuff anymore. i guess i fear that more than turning 21 for age is but a number (i wish i believed that). but a change in mind-set? now THAT means so much more. maybe cos i'll also hafta like change my whole wardrobe. hah. meanwhile, i'll just enjoy my stuff. hmm. so now i'm judging age based on what is worn. crazy.

So, what's your fashion age?

someday we'll find it, a rainbow connection. the lovers, the dreamers and me.....

Ouch

sometimes you overdo things, either because of miscalculation or over-enthusiasm, and you end up in pain.

how do you when to stop?