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Saturday, August 16, 2008

Today i watched Ms Jo 's play.
Quite nice.
Actually,
It's very very very nice!
:)

They did six plays at one go.
WOW.
A lot of lines to memorise.

The play's called " Up Close & Personal"
I'm gona read from the pamphlet what the plays in it are on about.

"Don't Friend You" written by Lewin Bernard.
It only takes 3 words.
3 tiny words created by one evil genius.
3 simple words, that creates a domino effect of misfortune and misunderstanding on one poor soul.
Julius.
Is it just sheer bad luck?
Or was it all his doing?
Follow Julius throuh his journey of a life of unacceptance.
Let's just hope his strong enough.

"My Secret" written by Nina Mareta.
Astory about a girlwhose life became a secret towrds her parents. She longed for her Mom's tenderness and a stroke on her back by her Dad. All that she wanted was sharing her life with her parents and support from them. Not the strict rules that her parents had created.

"Me and my book of future" by Joanne Ng (Ms Jo!!!!)
Imagine this,
A 6-month year old foetus, minding your own business, just floating around, getting sleepy and as you slowly drift off to sleep, WHAM, you hear this voice.
And then it shoves a book in your hand. A book about your future and asks you to choose.
Choose how you want to die. What would you choose?

"The Demented" by Ross Nasir.
A state of mind from nothing.
Does boredom make sense?
Lynn drives herself from her room to different sections of her past to justify her current state of mind, a moment of solitude.
Is it easier recognised with loneliness or familiarised with boredom?

"Blackout" by Faizal Abdullah. (This one made me cry the most sia)
Ridwan.
Male.
24.
Staright.
Curious.
Muslim.
How must it feel to be a Muslim boy. Around boys. Around girls.
Around alcohol.
Around clubs.
Around easy girls?
How?
How to react? How to behave? How to not get found out? And about that one person?
How can one go from to loving a person to almost utter despise at the sight of that person?
What, why, who makes it so ?
A muslim boy.
And his relationships.
With his parents .
With his girl.
WIth stranger girls.
WIth his drink . With his partying. With his randmother
So many questions. But no worries...
Have a blackout.

"Ode to Life" by Rebecca Burch.
Life.
The bottom line is, we live to die.
Jewel is uncomfortable facing the fact. She never will. Death scares her.
Yet she wonders. Always wonders.
And takes it out on her piano keys.
They comfort her.

All the plays were written by the drama cast and crew.
The performance was great!
A lot of emotional scenes.
The plays they worte made the audience laugh then cry then get angry.
It's a very good mix.
It satisfies us.

I admire them for having so much memory!
Their having another show in december.
Anyone interested to watch with me?
:D


After the wholeplay, we hugged Ms Jo.
And the "final" hug.
LOL.
The final hug.
I managed to get closer to Ms Jo.
Naufal was behind me then he hugged through me but he backed away and was like
"EEE! Wet lah sia!"
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.


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