:: Follow The Voice In Your Heart ::

We are the keepers of our own heart.

So what is it about following the voice in your heart?

Some hear the voice but are deaf to it...

Some listen too much to the voice in their head,

they ignore the one in their heart.

So just what is it about following the voice in your heart?

Just ask the keeper of this blog...

The keeper of her own heart.

*the keeper*

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:: Xuanwan ::
:: 12/09/84 ::
:: NUS undergrad ::
:: FASS ::

*loves *

:: my family ::
:: andrew ho ::
:: badminton ::
:: bubble tea ::
:: babies ::
:: singing ::
:: sleeping ::
:: slacking ::
:: surprises ::

*moodswings *

*wishlist *

~~:: finish the whole series of Sex & The City ::~~
~~:: to enjoy whatever modules I'll be doing next sem ::~~
:: not be kicked out of NUS and have to go sell bubble tea ::
:: rid the world of nasty jerks ::
~~:: to get out of boring S'pore for holiday! ::~~

Friday, April 15, 2005

Had our first TS group rehearsal this evening... imagine going to sch at a time pple are leaving sch. Anw after everyone trying out the parts we finalized on all the allocated parts... and guess who am I playing? Mary Warren. Apparently they felt dat no one can do the hysterical shoutings better than mi. Guess I got my practise from my 10 over years of screaming at my bro and sis. And seriously, after every run I got the floaty feeling in my head... imagine screaming lyk a madwoman at the top of ur lungs, being desperate, hysterical and surpressed at the same time. At the court scene I even have to do the "leading", in the sense that the group of gers will be acting lyk they're seeing Mary Warren's spirit up in the sky to get them, so whatever I shout, they will echo with mi, as if I've set my spirit on them. None of my lines are spoken on a normal tone... I'll need alot of honey water these days man...

Another prob is wif the memorizing of lines... it's not easy, and I'm amazed how pple can memorize a whole play when I cant even do lyk, 1-2 short scenes? Grrr.... but I gotta admit I quite like acting... or maybe it's cos I'm acting hysterical... it's my forte to do shoutings... haha. But seriously, I feel dat one can realli learn alot through acting, lyk to becum more open and less conserved. Tell my frenz frm sec sch dat I'm acting, and they'll juz laugh into ur face. Tell them also I'm learning how to be a live singer now, and they'll be rolling on the floor in laughter. But I'm glad I'm starting to open up and give myself more opportunities to explore wif... everything's a good learning experience. And for now... I tink I should go back to memorizing my lines... not much time left. I couldn't concentrate when trying to memorize my lines juz now... and for few hours this is onli wad got into my head...

"What'll we do? The village is out! I juz come frm the village, the whole country is talking withchcraft! They'll be calling us witches Abby!"

"Abby we've got to tell! Witchery's a hanging error, a hanging like they've done in Boston 2 years ago!"

Yar... that's ALL I managed to memorize... still a long way to go xuan... Oh ya and before I forget, my mum juz walked into the room repeating "die la die la" (in chinese)... and I asked her wad thing die? She said dat my father's brother's daughter, (who is my cousin but I dunno who cos the last time I remembering seeing my dad's side of the family is abt 10 years ago), is marrying a malay. Den she warned mi never ever to marry sumone outside my own race, no matter how good he is... wonder wad will she do if she knew I was wif a malay guy before... tink she'll probably hit the roof...

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* xuan * listened
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