1. Don't beat up anybody in the halls 2. No Hard Feelings for Our Honest Feelings. 3. Pay tribute to Bob Ross; Locker 21
Principal M. Laksana Ashari, We Believe In You
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x Alicia
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x Gadis
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x Dilah
x Post Secret
x WIYFC?
x Onomatopoeia
x Scrapiteria
x A Memory
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Megah 21.06.1989 twentyfour
1. had a huge Afro 2. passions lies in words of the theatre 3. getting his own apartment 4. believes in you.
He is no ordinary girl (because he ain't one).
Clark Did Save The Day
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Wow...
The last few days have been hectic and I am so glad to finally have an off day for myself. Funny thing is that I was on the threshold of over exhaustiveness and stress which began exactly last week on the exact same day.
The stress that amount to it caused a bit of a bump with me and the girlfriend but I'm glad on how quickly we cleared it up. I guess its because the both of us realize how open our communication is to each other and we don't hold back on what's important to the both of us. I know we cannot be honest over everything but at least we don't hold back on the important things.
I missed out on a few important thing this week too. I missed out hanging with me best mate, I missed out hanging out with me best mate's ex-girlfriend (okay, that seemed weird but that's alright because she's a great friend to hang out with) and I miss hanging out with my sister. I have not seen over the week because she too has been gone for over the week and I only got to see her today.
So I woke up today at 3.00pm. I got home around 4 after a drink with the technical side of theatre and I stayed up just checking out on my online life. My last post that is suppose to notify my absence fucked up and I was too fucked up to even bother updating it so yeah... I've been gone a week where I was only trying to figure out how to light a stage on fire. The first time failed, the second time I was successful and the last time I did it, it was magnificent. It sparked me to learn a bit more about pyrotechnics.
(I got a threat where if I don't burn the stage, they'll burn my hair and I'd go to hell and back just to save my hair)
So yeah... Backstage Pass is the upcoming project before I sever all ties from Lasalle. I'll do that and then, I'd be on my way to wherever I need to be.
The girlfriend has been on a shopping spree and I want a shopping spree too but a shopping spree requires money and money only comes once a week for me unless I get income coming in. So yah! And girlfriend says that if she doesn't get what she needs to get she say she will dig into my pot of gold and use it to go to America and get a lawyer degree.
I need to either earn more money or just start dressing up like a hobo to show her how pathetically poor I am. No lah... Just kidding. I'll invest in something that would benefit both parties and I'm sure her mom wouldn't want me to support her entire college education (although I believe that deep inside her, she secretly wishes that some other source of money would support her daughter's college education... hmmm~)
Or we'll just see how the whole thing works out. Like her, I've got a clear path ahead of me after I pass my commitments so yeah, I'm ready for it.
And Clark in Sarajevo was such an awesome show. Thank you the cast and the crew for everything and the experience. I would like to audition and try myself again in Lasalle, this time, for an acting degree.
Clark realized he was bleeding from the chest. I was the evil eye who put an end to his misery for there is no such thing as a Superman, only men with money and a monopoly of tiny little soldier to whom their lives mean nothing but the balance between everything and nothing at all.
