my random musings, now in words.
Yours trully in full form of a man.
Here I am typing this entry, reminiscing these wonderful days.
Its been three weeks or so since the production wraps up, and everything (my study schedule, my tutorials due dates etc.) starts to sink in slowly. I’ve got to do this, complete that, write some things, etc, and thank godness my organizer comes in handy. My brain is aching with information overload. Its TMTH.
BOY I’VE MISSED A LOT OF STUFF SINCE I DEVOTE MYSELF TO BEING THIS MAN UP THERE.
Regardless, as I’ve mentioned, I am glad and of course, blessed to spend some time of my life going through this experience, being a man. No words can describe how termendously happy I am being a part of this amazing family. A new director had just been appointed last week, and I am looking forward to next year’s production. At this point onwards, let’s just observe my happiness throughout the whole production.
These two actors helped me through everything. i owe ’em big time. Iffah in pink and Ello with the mask on.
So here’s a picture of an awful looking me and that person watching me intently is the director Izzat.
My big bunch of friends who came and made my day.
This fella right here, is pretty much a real man, to start with. Thus, handling him is a challenge for me, as he, obviously has that man power which i do not posses. He left me with bruises all over my arms. I left him with scratches from my lady-like manicured nails.
We might have our ups and downs, our stressful and depressing days, but whatever we go through, we did it as a big family, and that what touches me the most.
Everyone in this production was so committed to this, and it puts me in awe.
Nonetheless, every minute I spend rehearsing and performing in this Mock Trial will be remembered. Every stroke of kolh that I had on my skin for my mustache will be cherished.
*TMTH: Too Much To Handle