This...is living proof that patience pays off.

Two tickets to J-Star 09 PLUS two more tickets to Extended Play 09 at A Deign Film Festival 2010 down at Old School.

Or, should I say, 'up' at Old School? Right? Right? 'Cos it's like 7 flights of stairs UP on Mount Sophia?

Meh. Well, I found it funny. And I got them tickets. SO there.

Kudos to my man Felix Ng of Anonymous. Keep that good work goin'.

Oh yeah, and you fellas better buy some tickets to some of these films. 'Cos I'm cool like that. XD

It was Jiwo Jiro (Javanese for Zero Soul) by Najib Soiman, in case for some reason you're still using dial-up and the picture above is taking two hours to load.

I was pleasantly surprised by my first theater experience; the stage set-up was something else, unlike any of those crappy plays I used to see back in my secondary school days. (English Language Drama and Dance Society, you reading this?)

I had my mind open for anything I was about to experience; knowing the arts scene, subtlety is not one of their many traits. The performance played out pretty much like an indie film; emotions were raw and unadulterated, and, trust me, when it came to the issues discussed, there were NO holds barred.

Even though the overall experience was enjoyable, I have to nitpick a little at this point. Some of the scenes were a little confusing, like they didn't contribute much to the flow of the story and, as such, seemed to serve no purpose other than being a warped imitation of a half-time show at American football games. If there's one thing I learned from my scriptwriting teacher Ms Kumaran (I'm giving you free publicity here, Miss K!), it's that every scene you write into the plot should serve a purpose in driving the story forward. And that whole abrupt and absurd closing scene? GAH.

But meh, this isn't my attempt at a review here. Just calling it like I see it. I AM looking forward to more installments in the series though; this looks promising.

I must say, there's this weird allure about the stage that I find addictive. Here's to me watching more plays!

This is highly inappropriate but... this song just says so much.

I'm still up working in futility on my reflection of Mozart's Piano Concerto no.23. I shouldn't be blogging, but here I am anyway.

It's just that something's occurred to me;

Every. Single. One of us.

It's in our nature. We tell someone about something regarding another person while at the same time we don't want that other person to know we've been talking behind their back. We do something we swore never to do before, but eventually had due to certain pressures and circumstances. We criticise someone's character when they're not there, but make nice to them when they are.

Whatever principles you live by or hold dear to about hypocrisy: it's all fucked.

It's a lie, people. So let's do the whole world a favour and think twice before we call anyone a hypocrite in a derogatory way, alright?

'Cos that's just downright myopic.

And yes, I should sleep now.

With each minute, with each passing day

Am I in way too deep now, I wonder?

But the way this makes me feel leaves me

With nothing else to say.

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