It’s been nearly a month since I last wrote.
There are a few reasons for that.
1. The Lower Sec ELDDS performance during the Language & Culture Week
The performance took place today – an anthology of poems by Langston Hughes titled Dreams.
It went well. Or at least I thought it went well.
It’s a real challenge to put on a performance piece in Cedar Girls’. The girls, bless them, are willing and so full of energy but there are simply too many things going on at the same time, what with juggling studies, enrichment programmes, remedial lessons and whatnot.
I know I’d have crumbled if my secondary school days were as packed as theirs. [You’re all doing a great job girls! You’re extraordinary! Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. J]
I’m just glad that the Sec 1 and Sec 2 girls have at least gotten a taste of what it’s like to perform. There’s nothing quite like it and though there’s a long way to go, in terms of achieving a high standard of performance, it’s a great start.
If you ever read this, girls, press on and make the most of the opportunities you have in ELDDS! [yes, that goes for both Chelsia and Joyce as well!]
It’s funny. I thought I’d be feeling relieved when it was all over. I’m not. All I feel is a mellow melancholy.
2.Sec 3 Lit Macbeth performance
I didn’t have that much to do with the three performances, in terms of direction or production, but I’m glad I suggested that the lit girls put on a production of Macbeth.
It was heartening to see them give their all and stumble and fumble their way through the entire theatrical process and finally end up with the performance they presented to the school today.
Great. Great job, girls.
I’m astounded by how much of your selves you put into the performance.
3. MYE Marking
I marked about 100 scripts in a day.
‘Nuff said.
4. A Change of Address
About two weeks ago, I moved from Marine Parade to Bedok South.
I’m staying in a HDB apartment for the first time in my life.
I’m glad for that, though I’m still getting used to the rather depressing view from my bedroom.
And the house is still in a tremendous mess.
Boxes. Boxes. Boxes.
Sheesh.
But I’m still grieving about moving from Marine Parade, where I spent the first eleven years and the last two and a half years of my life.
It’s the best place in
Singapore to live.
There’s no two ways about it.
I will return.
And that, in a nutshell, is why I have not written for close to a month.
oh you have a depressing view from your house? haha i’m glad i have a wonderful one from mine
haha i can like see tampines and pasir ris and selatar air base and see planes taking off! haha. oh and happy unpacking(: it’s a super tough job(x
ah so many boxes still can wake up at 2.30 to watch arsenal? NOT WORTH IT LAH x) eeeyer mr sng you’re very mean (i honestly hopes arsenal loses)
ARSENAL LOST! REMEMBERS THE WAY U SMUGLY SAID “OH BTW ARSENAL WON DID U KNOW” ABT 3 WEEKS AGO. 4Z loves it!
“All I feel is a mellow melancholy.”
exactly how i felt aft our macbeth play was over.
but anyway, it’s over and i thank God for that. phewwww.
You used to stay in MARINE PARADE??? That’s near me! Hahaha.. just thought I’d say. No wonder my friend said she saw you on 135.
Okay. ANYWAY. That’s all you have to SAY to us about MacBeth????! Hrmph.
Yes yes but I’m sure we’re all already missing it – quite frankly (and disgustingly boastfully if you like ) I think we simply rocked. xDDDD PLUS I think we all enjoyed ourselves… we’re still repeating random lines in class, just so you know.
LIT ROCKS.
erks. you make make macbeth sound like it was so awful.
*runs against a wall* noooo! we were so stressed you know! ahhhs. and i lost some stuff i lent out. sigh. whys everone so irresponsible? (me inclusive) *mumbles to myself* hais. and the reason why i havent been commenting on your blog is cause im gaming again. whee! yeah. anyway, i dont really have much else to comment on your post, ‘cept that i havent moved house in my entire lifetime, so i have no idea hows it like. ahaha. ive been living with a 4th storey view since year 1. dunno how a different veiw would look like to me. im so used to seeing a tree outside my window, if there are no trees outside my window, i think ill feel foreign or something. oh well. happy adjusting! btw your clothes today look like they were put on in a rush. ahahaha! when i saw you the first thought that popped into my head was ‘PJS?!’ lol. and the impression i get from your post is that you love ELDDS a hell lot more than you loev your lit classses. nooo! T_T lol. anyway, personally, i think the Dreams thing rocked cause there were balloons to burst. XD I WANTED TO BURST SOME!! I LOOOOOOVEE STOMPING ON BALLOONS!! AH. ._. *falls into a very temporary bout of depression* oh well. i have violent tendencies. and i wish there was a balloon somewhere around.
I was smiling when i read this ^^.
).
And I still am
Apologies to zakei for your failure to get a balloon from us!(The lower sec Cedar ELDDS people ^_~)
Macbeth was good!Seriously!
You used to live in MARINE PARADE?!
*faints*
*sits up again to continue writing*
Then why didn’t I ever see you?I go there about twice a week…
But of course Marine Parade is the best place to live in Singapore.
If it wasn’t for the fact that I have plans to rent three rooms with my little brother (so I shall never have to find myself another guy to live with)(and so I have an outlet for pent up humour/sibling rivalry tendencies) I’d live there.
It’s messy there?
I can imagine you in a room full of boxes,some unpacked,some not,staring out a window into…the depressing view.
Although that’s better than no view at all;in my room the windows are closed all the time to fan (literally) my love for lower-than-average temperatures.
My brain has been working this holiday,mostly not on homework,thank goodness.
I’ve been conjuring up ridiculous thoughts like what would happen if you met my math tuition teacher (he’s now officially obsessed with Ghana,and though he’s not very tall,I get the feeling that the two of you might begin WWIII.),
And what would happen if Cedar showed Avenue Q.(I’ve been obsessing over Avenue Q.)(And I’ve decided I’ll leave it to Broadway.)(Though it’s nice to fantasise what would become of Prisia in that show…Probably Gary Coleman.)
And other things that you’d probably never bother with.Like if Liyana became my mother (which was casually brought up when I told her my parents and one of my brothers were going to Tokyo).