Tuesday, November 3, 2009

17 years, and it seems I outgrew my rose-tinted glasses.

Happy birthday to me! sorry, an ego moment there. back on topic:

today was OP dry run 2 for both my group, and lionel's. they went first, and i arrived late to watch their dry run (climbed the gate next to tennis court with jacob). didnt really pay much attention to their presentation, and im feeling a bit guilty about it. although we've already watched each other's OP nearly 10 times, i had a duty to fulfill as an audience member, which was to give the speakers my attention, which i failed horribly at. even ms chen noticed it, and she even said that it affected their performance. now im starting to feel it on my conscience that they might have had to give up their final dry run just cos of unattentive pricks like yours truly. sorry guys, will pay full attention if you guys decide to practice again!

after a short interval, it became our turn to present. i tried to keep Brenda's and Mr Teo's advice in mind and smile more, though it felt really fake to me. in any case she bought it, so i guess im safe for now.overall i think the group's OP skills are becoming better; li huan and jun jie are at least more sporting with jacob's crazy ideas now, and their delivery skills are getting better. the slides are also slowly moving towards a more engaging style, finally approaching that standard which i see in lionel and yicen's slides. xiao lan sort of screwed up today though, think it has to do with the the fact that he didnt finish writing his cue cards and that it was a new script. oh well, i have faith that all this will be ironed out once he practices a bit.

i always thought that i was quite lucky, in that i saw so much back-stabbing and lying and hating going on around me, and yet miraculously i was unaffected by it. ok, to put it more accurately, i was granted the gift of slow-wittedness, in that i was always too slow to catch on to gossip and stuff like that, and it blissfully slipped past me. nowadays, i find myself getting slowly sucked into this foreign world of lies and deceit and hate, and i want out. i want out, but it's too late. i hope that i'm misinterpreting.

am i still a bridge? i honestly dont know, it's been so long since i heard anything from the other side. but i did hear something today, and it looks promising. at least in the midst of this seemingly perpetual cold war, the bridge in the middle still stands. but then again, does the bridge have a duty to bring back the two sides together? im afraid that if i move too much towards one side, i might lose the connection with the other side, and then all hope of reconcilation will be gone with the wind. once again, im paralyzed by my own cowardice and indecisiveness. am i partially to blame for the state of things?

random thingy to note: the ppl who i went out with yesterday apparently have some sort of pact to wait till tmr and then purposely wish a happy belated birthday. haha, being retarded as usual. aaaand there's the expected taupok tmr. hiya, dont break bones can liao lah.

yet another song! another one of my favourites from PTH, this one's called Palms Read. crazy drums, just listen to the uber fast foot pedals sounding away. and who could forget the awesome vocals... i tell you, rody walker is the only metal singer i really admire. he can go into a falsetto, then jump right into screamo vocals, then finish off with a death growl, then continue singing like nothing happened. dont think that the song is over once it fades into silence, listen out for the awesome outro afterwards :)