So tell me darling do you wish we'd fall in love
Last week was a blur. City Hall is our new home and I'm becoming more and more attached to The Hall at the Arts House which is stupid because after next week we won't even be going back.. I don't want to think about after next week I can just imagine the emptiness setting in.
Wow I really didn't expect such a huge commitment but I've loved every single minute of DRAHMA so far (well most of it anyway). It feels as though the rest of the world has stopped and I know I will die when we get back to reality but right now nothing feels more right than curling up on one of the comfy barang barang chairs and watching Siew Ying dying slowly on stage, Deborah and her peanuts, the 4 brothers fighting over breakfast. God I've watched it so many times I can practically memorize the entire script and backstage all the stagehands quietly echo the actors' lines under their breath. I also like the DRAHMA team very much, everybody is so nice I genuinely enjoy the time we spend with each other. I've been talking to quite a number of people and I think we all agree that after this Saturday we will all feel a little sad, slightly meaningless and definitely quite hollow. But that's life I guess, sooner or later something is going to come around the bend and fill up all the gaps we have in ourselves again.
The only day we didn't have rehearsals last week was also my birthday, every year I don't really feel like I've grown in any way until I start talking to people younger than me. But turning seventeen was nice, I got i) homemade brownies from Vic & Pau, cake from Dew & Wee, cupcake from Debby/ so much food Joseph asked if I could celebrate my birthday regularly so he'd get to eat more ii) a book filled with some of the best memories I've had, I love you Jeanhui iii) kind words/ well-wishes/ letters and notes iv) hugs and songs and presents v) sound advice which I will try my best to follow from Mariel whose stomach I accidentally exposed to the entire Saturday night audience hehe
At the end of the day I felt extremely blessed for all the love and happiness in my life, and the wonderful people who I get to keep by my side.
This week has been a mad rush, I barely even have time to feel strange about the lack of rehearsals because I'm trying to finish writing all my essays/ doing my case studies/ catching up on sleep. I'm not ready for Saturday to be over, don't you think it's funny how time seems to speed up when everything is going right or falling into place?