This time last year you were feeling that unexplainable rush that makes your heart feel as if it had skipped a beat. your words fumble. your face hurts from smiling. the time spent becomes so perfect. everything else becomes mundane. you are so scared that you will fall into the background noise, make a mistake, loose what seems like everything ( Read more... )

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Magaret Atwood feels like the word 'Birthday' today.
am still alive although many things have changed -
mucho relaxo - just did yoga
working nearly 40 hours = saving!
have ambitions to do swing dancing soon - have already started on the salsa ones!
getting paid to do caricatures for a company christmas card
organising a performance for the harvest ( Read more... )

useless horrible tainting performance tonight ( Read more... )

Laugh at the night,
at the day,
at the moon,
laugh at the twisted streets in the city,
laugh at the clumsy boy who loves you.
(When I open my eyes and close them,
when my steps go, when my steps return,
deny me bread, air, light, spring,
but never your laughter for I would die)

My jumper, 6 hours after my oma hugged me, still smells of her perfume ( Read more... )

Bad things!-
My body hates me.
It has decided to work against my plans. My cold has moved from my chest and throat to my ears and eye. and I'm not really in a position to rest.

Last night was our tech run for The Suitcase Suite, which starts tonight and it didn't go as swimmingly as I would have liked.Setting up three crazy towers of suitcases in less ( Read more... )

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Mad World Revisited is over.
Finally.
Am glad to have it laid to rest. It was great getting to perform yesterday but leading up to it I was not a happy camper. I do not like it when others use stress as an excuse to be rude to others and myself.


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