I am FUCKING TIRED. ASSWIPED. EXHAUSTED. BUMMED OUT. KAPUT.
Who knew that acting could be so draining? Mind you, I am not physically tired. Just MENTALLY FUCKED UP. EMOTIONALLY DRAINED. Any idea what it's like to recite the same lines over and FUCKING over again 4 consecutive times over a course of 4 bluddy hours??? I do. AND I AM NOT LIKING IT!!!
What's more fucked up is, I have to do the same thing AGAIN for the next 2 days. Goodbye brain, I'll be missing you.
On a lighter note, I think our samba performance for this year's TP Open House went pretty well! Although we weren't alien to the stupified looks on their faces when the first heard our beats, I'd say they really enjoyed it!
You know, there's one thing I noticed in Singaporeans at concerts (well, most of them, that is.) and that's they don't bop when that certain kind of 'bopping' music plays. Get me? I thought so.
I mean, c'mon dudes, don't deny that jitter in your bones and the swaying of your limbs when those heavy drum beats come playing. You're only human. PLUS IT'S A FUCKING CONCERT. No movement is BLASPHEMY. MADNESS. (Madness? THIS-IS-SAMBA!!!)
Then again, I do find that these in-school activities are helping me somewhat. First of all, I did notice that Business School students are not ALL mindless drones, judging by my fellow cast members. Second, I am deliberately distancing myself from my computer. Lately, I think I was becoming addicted to my computer i.e. switching it on and just staring for a while without doing anything. These activities are all pretty much helping me by easing myself out of that cold-turkey situation of not having my computer around all the time.
SO before I collapse in front of my com, I'd just like to remind you of the time my shows are on. The TP Business School LT Show 'No Help Required' will probably go up at around 12.30 pm while samba will start the bopping beats at around 4.
COME AH PEOPLE.
COME!
Heheh.