do you do you like dreaming of things so impossible?
so i think it's time for an update. it's been almost a week, and it's been crazy. it's just gonna get even crazier. for someone who gets restless easy, i've got ALOT to look forward to. i just hope i wont die on myself. REALLY.
anyway. saw 2 stoppard plays today and decided that i am neutral about stoppard. and it also occurred to me how difficult it is to mount stoppard. but i was thoroughly bored through the first play, which was AFTER MAGRITTE and it's supposed to be funny!! but the funny parts were kinda wasted coz the accent was kinda thick, and the jokes were kinda sent down the drain. but then again, like the play's underlying theme, it's all about perception. i liked it i guess, in general. but it definitely could be better.
THE REAL INSPECTOR HOUND, however, was BETTER. i suppose the general monotony of the first play set the expectations kinda low, so it was a quick, nice jump. and i enjoyed it. like it was well excuted. the line between the audience and the stage was simultaneously clear and unclear, i wasnt too sure if i was in or out of the action, though i knew i was detached from it. remember that post some time back about theatre having an inherent duality? tonight i experienced it first hand :) Stoppard, i never thought i'd say this, ROCKS :)
ok but enough artsy fartsy shit.
you know sometimes, when a blog post is long, it's either about general BS, or the person is being emo. i am threading the line so i dont really know what i'm trying to do or say with this blog post. but then again, i have free reign in writing so i'm just gonna let it flow.
i am listening to chasing cars now, and i want to lie "here", wherever "here" might be. i suppose it could be anyway, so long as you're there with me. whoever you are, is another issue. i dont quite know who would want to lie with me, but i'll know that the one person who does that with me is worth keeping close as a friend.
anyway. i'm sleepy. gonna end here.
sending my love.
put your ear to the speaker, choose love or sympathy
so i think it's time for an update. it's been almost a week, and it's been crazy. it's just gonna get even crazier. for someone who gets restless easy, i've got ALOT to look forward to. i just hope i wont die on myself. REALLY.
anyway. saw 2 stoppard plays today and decided that i am neutral about stoppard. and it also occurred to me how difficult it is to mount stoppard. but i was thoroughly bored through the first play, which was AFTER MAGRITTE and it's supposed to be funny!! but the funny parts were kinda wasted coz the accent was kinda thick, and the jokes were kinda sent down the drain. but then again, like the play's underlying theme, it's all about perception. i liked it i guess, in general. but it definitely could be better.
THE REAL INSPECTOR HOUND, however, was BETTER. i suppose the general monotony of the first play set the expectations kinda low, so it was a quick, nice jump. and i enjoyed it. like it was well excuted. the line between the audience and the stage was simultaneously clear and unclear, i wasnt too sure if i was in or out of the action, though i knew i was detached from it. remember that post some time back about theatre having an inherent duality? tonight i experienced it first hand :) Stoppard, i never thought i'd say this, ROCKS :)
ok but enough artsy fartsy shit.
you know sometimes, when a blog post is long, it's either about general BS, or the person is being emo. i am threading the line so i dont really know what i'm trying to do or say with this blog post. but then again, i have free reign in writing so i'm just gonna let it flow.
i am listening to chasing cars now, and i want to lie "here", wherever "here" might be. i suppose it could be anyway, so long as you're there with me. whoever you are, is another issue. i dont quite know who would want to lie with me, but i'll know that the one person who does that with me is worth keeping close as a friend.
anyway. i'm sleepy. gonna end here.
sending my love.
put your ear to the speaker, choose love or sympathy
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