Where the spirit does not work with the hand there is no art.

Friday, February 24, 2006

After 2 months of absence, i'm back to blogging here. I haven't been blogging that much in fact, although i've been thinking about so much things these past 5 months compared to probably my whole life. I guess i can never figure out a way to say the things i want to, although when i'm not sitting in front of the computer, such profound thoughts that would have made brilliant entries come to mind. and i guess with my other blog i feel more pressured, since i know people do read it. And well, knowing that nobody goes to this one anymore, i can pretty much say anything i want to without having the pressure of actually making sense. but who knows, maybe tonight will be a good night.

So, where DO i start??

We did it again.
Our show turned our okay. For those who don't know (if, by some odd chance someone happens to drop by here), we had a re-run of our last summer's workshop production but this time it was called Looney Alley. The cast was cut down from nearly 40 people to a mere 16, this time having only the leads; or at least, those who could join. The final cast composed of Andre, Jam,Mimi,Eina,Ina,Trixie,Sam,Jorel,Jay-ar,JC,JP,Ton,Sherwin, Tom and of course, me. Rehearsals went on for only about 6 weeks, and only during weekends except for show week. We also had 2 mini-shows for Rotary Club in order to get sponsors and stuff. Well in short, it was back to all of us getting together again, going home late, kain, kwento, mang-gago, singing, dancing,laughing, the likes of the past summer. And all i can say is that it ended way to fast. The show came and gone and in a snap it was over. Another taste of euphoria and bliss taken away so suddenly. Ugh. But it was fun while it lasted, and it was just what i needed to finally get things off my back. Thanks to certain people and events, i now understand why the things that happened happened. And i don't feel regret or anger or anything, just understanding. Fiiiiinally. Always thought i'd move on by just forgetting it without really understanding everything. Well, here's the full end to that whole thingamajiggy, hopefully.

Dreams, dreams, dreams.
I've been thinking a lot about my life and where i want it to go. I've always hated questions like "Where do you see yourself 5-10 years from now?" because i never really could answer it. I've already had my advisement for the 2 tracks i want to take in my course, and although i did start out wanting communication and psychology, i suddenly wanted to take information design. Theater Arts was one of the choices as well, but i didn't want to take it since i think i could still go into theater without having to take it up. All this also led me to think about this summer. This will be the first summer in 4 straight years that i will not join Rep's workshops. Every year i used to look forward to it and would even blow off the chance of going to another country for the chance to join Rep. (For those who don't know, i am a frustrated traveller.) That's how much i loved it. But now i actually don't want to anymore. If possible, i wanna go out and do the real thing, or atleast try something new. This is my year of new beginnings, and this summer would be the best opportunity. I wanted to work in Starbucks, or just do something i never really thought i would or could do. I'm only going to have 6 units during summer, so there'd be a lot of time. Sigh, dreams, dreams, dreams.

People Power again.
This year we celebrate the 20th anniversary of the 1st people power revolution against President Marcos in 1986. As the media said, today though is a "day of irony" as thousands of people have gone to EDSA and Ayala Avenue to rally against GMA. A "state of emergency" has been declared, but its validation is being questioned. Scares of coup de etat and Martial Law are up again, and i couldn't feel more baffled with feelings of anger and fear of this whole thing. I think Gloria has lost it. If Martial Law does get declared, i might even be arrested for saying that. It's times like these where your whole life and future seem to flash right in front of you while you sit restless and helpless at home.

Power of prayer, everybody.

tricia grew up at 8:51 PM

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