holiday... day 1... & 2

day 1: relax...sleepies! enjoyed friends' company. movie time. saw isabella with shu2, fiona (shu's friend & clone) & mung. film was largely disappointing and would have been a waste of money if shu didn't have free tickets for us to go. granted, the film is beautiful to look at.

Day 2: got my passport (quite obsessed over how good the passport photo turned out)... day out with annie, shu2, mung, tak2 & chau man. quite baffled on how much young people, actually, just people in general, swear. then i realised that i swore as much in english but i didn't swear in cantonese because none of the swear words were in my vocab. well, i do now! loved the cool place in TST-- four floors of small shop shopping... last day of being alone in the house... enjoying the serenity, but missing the folks... found "two for the road" and invested in "last tango in paris".... want to see more bernado bertolucci films these holidays...

...these holidays are going down the drain...

food fad

QUAKER HONEY GRAHAM OH'S

eating cereal again, lol... haven't done this since australia! the hint of honey, the crunchiness, the combo with milk... ahhh..... i have a major fixation with this. it makes quite a snack before bedtime... YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM...

holiday mood

i'm madly cleaning house at the moment and catching up with overdue laundry. the folks are returning tomorrow and i don't want the apartment to look like a shithouse when they come back!
but it looks like i'm going to have a restful holiday... with sit-ups, push-ups, script reading and dance practice in between.

folks in korea.

the fucking toilet is leaking.
one day until the easter holidays. horrah... it really is time for another full week's rest.

post theatre jazz.... elementary... + pic

mr. darcy... ahh...
"ngau lei so"... yum!!!

after today, i've come to the conclusion that i'm not even up to elementary standard, yo!!! but hell, i had fun. no one could wipe that smile off my face. the others probably thought that i was "off my head".

it was weird revisiting those "jean wong school of dance" days. henry (our teacher) taught us our steps at 100 mph. point, flex, plie... i should have kept dancing when we first moved to oz... but it's better late than never, heh! thank you, jamie, for making me want to dance again. thank you carol haney, gene kelly, gwen verdon, cyd charrise, ann miller etc etc for being inspirations.

the world is my foyer! let's dance!

photoblogging.... oh how i miss CC!

friday.

talking about you makes me feel a little better.
a little less stupid and gullable.
still scarred.

now that i'm chasing a goal doesn't make me any less vulnerable. or lonely...
had a weird night at paris, airing out the shits.

i know what i want now.
i must achieve what i want.

i can't have everything.

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funny friday.
jamie wasn't there in the morning.... using the wrong music: "why didn't anyone say anything?"... haha... loving dance more and more... but disappointed that we won't be doing this next year in dip 2...
singing.. checked our range--- i'm a G to D.
cantonese... doing well, and if i do enough study i won't be failing.
paris....................

RIP hong kong musical theatre

heard from apple that MT @ the APA is folding. how the hell are we supposed to have local kids who can tap and dance like gwen verdon now? where the hell are we supposed to develop our own talent? where jamie (who makes friday mornings fun), our theatre jazz teacher henry, all the dip 1 kids has trained will be no more.

.RIP- MT @ APA.

arg.

i remember having a better relationship with my parents when i was working, depressed, and had absolutely no friends.

may be i'm better off having no friends.

viva a la musica

hong kong singers are doing my fair lady... shall i audition?

to wai wai

killing me softly with his song. roberta flack.
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style, And so I came to see him and listen for a while.And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes, Strumming my pain with his fingers,Singing my life with his words, Killing me softly with his song, Killing me softly with his song, Telling my whole life with his words,Killing me softly with his song. I felt all flushed with fever, Embarrassed by the crowd,I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.I prayed that he would finish,But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,Singing my life with his words,Killing me softly with his song,Killing me softly with his song,Telling my whole life with his words,Killing me softly with his song.

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music moves me.

4/4... children's day

i'm no longer a child. i'm a 21 year old, no longer a girl, but a woman... or am i? completely dumbfounded by mr. s-y's mid lesson question...can he smell loneliness being emitted from my pores?
i drank a few too many... cried like a drunkard... a completely bridget jones moment.
thank you for all your friendship- sheena, tak2, chau, artemis, siu tung, don, kit, annie, owen, mung, chung..... i've never experienced the beauty of true friendship. you guys are the best.

language qualms

完美。
as in: 張國穎和Mr.Darcy的婚禮會是很完美的。
but who would've thought those two words would be so hard to say?

time to work hard!

fun fun fun!!!!

fun friday, fun saturday.
from reading other peoples' blogs it seems that i'm not the only person in my class who thinks that ms. j is a pretty cool teacher. she just makes people catch the "dancing bug" from the first lesson and that's a talent in itself... her enthusiasm for dance is infectious. i'm lovin' it!

today... cheung chau.... fun fun fun... never had as much fun... since sydney anyway. sun, sand and surf all in one amazing day. and great company too! what a day...

april.

oh dear. it's april already... this time last year i was putting in my APA forms... today we are gearing up for our final presentations. it's going to be a dreadful day--- movement, dance, acrobatics all examined (those three hopefully not in the same AM/PM session)... scenework AND acting on the same day... i can do it! we can do it!!

okay. time for a mental check.

* it's a month & a bit before the final exam
* there's shit loads to learn and do... stretching... dancing... focusing...
* doing good on acting so far, but can't get complacent--- must remember what happens when i'm in "the zone"
* shouldn't lose confidence or self-esteem either
* keep improving in stage movement
* enjoy the company of family & friends
* balance work & play
* enjoy dance lessons!!!!!!
* make the most of dip 1.

!a good week!

dance!!! dance!!!!
afl!! nrl!!!!
new shoes!!! new shoes!!!!!!!!
happy!!! happy!!!!

i haven't blogged at all this week and i had a pretty good week, acting wise... i got to couple up this week with don in an improv, and having "rain" himself to act as the father of my imaginary child isn't too bad, heh?

i'm learning slowly the way to get the best out of myself: be relaxed but to channel my energy towards being focused towards the task... sounds cryptic? that's because i know floppy days might return at any time, so i'm going to enjoy the little window of confidence that i have now. perhaps the most important thing i've learned in the past two weeks is how to bounce back from floppy days- to get over it and bring it.

apa life...

i've seen a guy who i thought is the HKPO's concertmaster since my ASM days. i've always wanted to ask him whether he's the HKPO's concertmaster but didn't want to bother him when he's eating at our lovely canteen with his lovely kids. i saw him in the lift today on our way to voice. he was on his way to class. i had a little bit of courage. i asked him whether he is HKPO's concertmaster. he answered affirmatively. lovely. thank you. on my way out from school, he was again in the lift. "i see you when i get here and i see you when i leave!" says he. "hahaha..." says me.

now that i've thought about it, what the bloody hell does it matter if he's or if he's not HKPO's concertmaster? ah well, it doesn't matter really... i just wanted to ask :)

thank you piscesmung for listening to my brat-ish whinging. i really do appreciate your patience.

am i a geek or what?

piscesmung asked me for the music playlist that jamie uses for our dance class and i can name every single song...

yes, i am a music geek.

but it's not my fault that she's used: big big world/the bongo song/ where is the love/ fallin'/ these words are my own/ crazy in love/ let's get loud &&& fame //// as our warm up songs!?@--- all of which exist on my musical vocabulary anyway... go dancing!!!! two weeks to go until the CCDC dance course starts... i'd go alone anyway, but it's even better that i have company: i can't wait to start dancing with my two mates dorothy and ah yee.

i want my room painted purple!

光仔光仔光仔... aii....

光仔, oh 光仔, or mr. 光... i feel so sorry for you--- what you have is ten million times worse than tutoring at university... doesn't help that you're so bloody young---feels like 14 year old newbies leading 15 year old students at TSSE every year... but i'll support you by not speaking unless i'm told to... and hopefully you'll have one less source of noise to deal with...

光仔! i support you!