Sunday, May 07, 2006

AAA: Taboo!


There was way too much food. And we played Taboo! Damn fun. Check us out!

Samuel: I like it when girls do this in the mud.
Azmyr: WRESTLE!

Dennis: You eat this after a main course. It is round...
Us: Is it a fruit? Avocado?
Dennis: Close.
Us: Cucumber? Pineapple?
Dennis: It walks on the ground.
Us:?

Somebody: Spain. Animal.
Somebody: Bull
Everyone?
Somebody: Shit!

Samuel: Another word for dick.
Profanities followed.
Samuel: You can eat it.
Everyone:?
Somebody: Sausage.
Samuel: Right!

Some more pictures.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

AAA: Meeting 7

Met up with the cast and crew last night. I know I should really be at work right now. I have been trying to post some pix of our meetings but the internet is giving me hell. Anyways, did not take any pictures of the meeting yesterday but there were heated discussions about traffic violations and in particular use of handicapped parking lots by perfectly normal people, if there is such a thing.

FPS could not get his bootleg copy of Mission Impossible II to work. Hence he convinced me to meet up at Uptown to exchange the damaged goods. As it were. Aside: Isn't it amazing that illegitimate establishments have return policies and none of the big name brands do that? Bizarre. I tell you.

Anyway, considering that we have spent the most part of this long weekend together, FPS suggested wisely to organise a meeting of the cast and crew before things turned brokeback. FYI, we had gone to Penang for a Toastmaster convention and I was not partial to watch MI:2.: Thandie Newton notwithstanding. Lick, smack lips.

The meeting without any particular agenda took place at Mosin, TTDI which began in earnest when LLL arrived in an oversized blue T-shirt. A few minutes later, A joined us also in a T-shirt. DL and T came right after. Both wearing tight fitting T-shirts. Why I notice these things is beyond me. I would recommend people to choose suitably sized T-shirts in the future because clothes make the man, I think. But alas I too was wearing a shrunk T-shirt and therefore in no position to really criticize.

If you think the above paragraph is pointless, well you will have an inkling of what it was like to be there as the better half of the discussion centred around the aforementioned handicapped parking zones.

Some notable quotes of the evening and I assure you there were too numerous to actually be remembered and recorded herein:

LLL on the (as-she-puts-it) Jerk who reported her to the KLCC car park management for parking at the handicapped spot, resulting in her car being clamped: If he can walk around a shopping centre, why can he not walk to the lift?

A on seeing LLL taking ages chopping up her roti canai into little pieces: You dont go to mamak often, do you?
LLL: What?
A: You can ask them to potong you know?
LLL: I was not aware that it was a service they provided.

LLL on how she avoided paying the fine on the clamped: I took the offensive and told the guy that I was giving a lift to a disabled person.
A: At least you didnt tell him you were blind.

Later T said: Well she cant, she would need a walking stick.
Everyone:?
A: Blind people dont drive!

D on his peeing technique: I stand from the door. It's like a drive by shooting.
T: But how aboout trajectory?

Saturday, April 29, 2006

AAA: Meeting 6


Zul’s place.

Met up with Zul who has agreed to let us use his place for the shoot. Spiffy! Watched the Ladykiller's with Tom Hanks. Interesting but way too black for me. Bizarre!

Friday, April 14, 2006

AAA: Meeting 5




A met up with Z and R at KLCC because we could not figure anywhere else better. They read the script as I look on nervously. We discussed what they wanted to do with their parts. I cast Z as Rachel and R as Mary.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

AAA: Meeting 4

A day or two ago we met up with Alex who was being considered to play Nik. At that point I had the working title of the move as Almost Always Already. Thus the new posts with the Titles AAA from here onwards. Anyway later that night, I got really upset when I was told that Alex would not be playing the part of Nik. But once again, T saved me from utter despair by arranging a meeting with D.

As usual, I arrived at BSC damn early. I was calling T on my cell when this attractive man approached me. It was D. Sigh. I am thinking, what happen to my local movie: Real ugly people? I have way too many pretty young things on my cast. A arrived. Followed by LLL who brought SP – the antithesis of me – an engineering graduate and ex-potential-minister who builds homes for the homeless.

I didn’t feel hungry. So I ordered just a mocha and had way too many cigarettes. As usual, the conversation got totally weird:

Me: I am thinking of incorporating carpet muncher in my script, just to see the translation – pengunyah permaidani on screen.

D (on Nik and Sarah): They’re breast friends.
Everyone:?
Me (thinking): Great Freudian slip.

T: It smells like Dettol. Makes me wanna puke. Shall we?
Me: Puke?

Thus, we made our way to Chili’s. That was when V and WP showed up. I really cannot remember most of what happened that night. We had food and stuff. We didn’t really discuss anyting important but just got to know each other.

The funny thing was. As most of the people were leaving, I ran into R from VTC. How karmacosmic! We talked for a while about whether he would be interested in making the movie. He said he was totally on board which was way cool.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Movie Project: T, WP, L and A

Met up with A, T, WP and L at Starbucks PBD. The meeting ended quite early as T had an early meeting and the shop had pest control issues.

Sums came over too. Apparently drove to PBD semi-intoxicated because it was her birthday. Attempted to contact Alex who may be playing Nik.

Delved further into the characters and came up with interesting ideas. Sarah, to be played by T is supposed to be a bit of a slutty bitch. Excerpts of the conversation (I am paraphrasing, of course):

T: I need to wear more slutty make up.

A: You dont need to... er.. I mean you don't need make up to look slutty.

T: Thanks. Lucky for you we are sitting far away from each other. Im gonna get you for that.

A: I mean you do not need make up, you can use other methods.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Movie Project: P and A

Met up with Paik Yin and Azmir to discuss the movie. We first tried to have dinner at One Utama where PY tortures little children for a living. Since it was 10pm, there were no shops open and we finally settled on BK. After walking for miles from the Old Wing, to the New Wing Down the New Wing, Up the New Wing, Down to the Bus Stop and then waiting for the bus. But when the bus finally arrived, I decided to send PY back to Cyberjaya. Everybody got a bit excited because they got a chance to figure out the characters.

Bizarre conversations No.1.
PY: You get me pregnant right?
A: Yup. But I am gay.
Me: Louder. That Pakcik just gave you guys a funny look.

Bizarre conversations No.2.
PY:That's like so... marmite.
A: What?
Me: You either love it or hate it.

Bizarre conversations No.3.
PY: What a minute, who's playing your twin?
Me and A: ?

Bizarre conversations No.4
PY: You know. That is sick... but watchable.

Bizarre conversations No.5
PY was flicking her cigarette everywhere. Finally A could not stand it.
A: Don't you want an ashtray for that?

Bizarre conversations No.6
PY: Pen? I dont have one. (Rummaging) Oh I do have one.
A: You sure you're not a man? (mimicking PY rummaging) Oh I do have a penis.

Bizarre conversations No.7
PY: He is more in touch with his feminine side.
A: Squirt. Squirt your pheromones.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Annual Dinner 2006

Early in the morning, I went to pick up my car which died on me (on the way to KL) from this workshop inTangkak. Izah gave me a lift but not before stopping by Seremban to sort out her own car issues with Toyota. After I got my car, I drove back to KL whereas Izah drove abah and mak back to JB. I think they stopped by Muar to see my relatives.



Upon reaching back to KL, I went straight to KLCC. Found my way to the Convention Centre where this security guard tried to stop me from entering because I was just dressed badly. Then I registered at the Annual Dinner reception table. The theme was A Night of the Oscars. In my defence, I was going for the after-Oscar party look.

Our senior management actually danced on stage. They are a bunch of wacky people. Adibah Nor compered and sang, Harith Iskander did stand-up comedy, while Ning Baizura was a good singer. But none of them connected with the audience except maybe Harith. AC actually fell asleep apparently.

I sat at two tables. Alternating to eat from both (which were on opposite sides of the banquet hall) but got lazy after the third dish. Collected the door gift and reached home only at 2 am.

Monday, February 27, 2006

Registration Day

AA has resigned and this is the registration of a prospectus we did at the ROC. Probably his last one as a merchant banker. Below is a picture at his work station. And another of Z looking on enviously. Maybe I am projecting. Sigh. I missed his farewell party. Because I had tonsilitis. Just as well, or else I would be melancholic and cause a terrible scene. Now that would be tragic.



Sunday, February 26, 2006

A Movie in the Making

It is official: I am going to make a movie. OK, a video. So many people have seen the embarassingly bad script that I have written that I HAVE to make it a reality. I think it will be a fun experience for everyone. Hence, I have been meeting up with loads of people and emailing them the silly script. Today, I met up with A who introduced me to WP. A lovely gal who agreed to in it after reading the script. Here we are at Coffee Been in Subang Parade - a most sleeppy sub-urban mall, methnink.

In the end, I may have to start a whole new blog. Note to self: Think of a name for the movie and blog.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Off to Indonesia



Areef is going away. A veritable Star! But not before a quick bite at Burger King, Bangsar.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

No More Mountains

I am generally a depressed old git. I hate being alone. But not more than being married. Having responsibilities and to have to listen to people is a drag. If I wanted drag, Id get the marlboro's out or the old tiara. Hmmm. Xmas is a horrible invention. All that merry making and good cheer. I cant stand it. Because I am, lets face it, a scrooge. A lookback at this year, seems uneventful. Went to Mount Kinabalu but didnt get all the way. What a loser! But there are some nice pix.

Watched Angels in America. God, it is a brilliant piece of work. Must watch again. V funny. V epic. Mike Nichols is a genius. It sort of inspired me to make a movie. I mean to actually do something about it.

That said, My Pet Project is underway. But I cannot afford to pay my Personal Assistant. Sigh! Havent really talked to anyone about it. But will do soon.

Had a semi-midlife crises this year. The road this year has been a bumpy one. Nearly died in an accident. My car was completely totalled. Brilliant. I got a new Perdana. V nice.

Got promoted which is not that great after all. But I deserved something. Anything.

My parents got into an auto accident too. Brilliant. I didnt go and see them because I am useless. I am soo going to hell for this. Amongst other things. This year has been v stressful and I have officially started smoking. Again.

Wet dreams: OK Sex has never been my strong point and I avoid discussing it at all cost. But this year's best dream has got to be recorded for posterity: the one where I open my wallet to find only condoms and ending with me screaming "What the hell am I suppose to do with these???!!!"



Tuesday, December 13, 2005

My Pet Project

I have decided to update my address book. I have been doing this on and off because I kind of wanted to be kept updated with what is happening with my friends, family and relatives. So, here I have this huge address book but I never call anyone. Because quite frankly, I am somewhat embarassed with what little I have accomplished over the years. I mean, Malaysians are becoming world number one champions, swimming across the English Channel, and any day now someone is going into space. At the very least, they are moving ahead in their careers, getting married and raising a family. I have never done any of those things. Its pathetic.

As I looked through my address book, I started thinking: Whatever happened to Satok, Matt, Hoi Kian? They must be leading very busy lives. At least that is my excuse for not contacting my friends. Ever since the awful accident, I started wondering if my time is almost up. [I didnt catch Final Destination, but I did see FD2- Kinda freaky!]. And it eventually meant asking myself: What am I doing here? I guess the best way to answer that is to look around and ask people what they think Life (or Death if youre morbid) is all about.

So, get ready. Here I come.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Missed Opportunity

I missed yesterday's TIP Session. Sigh!

Monday, April 04, 2005

Tragedy Comedy Sensory and Memory -Hey It Rhymes!

There were three of us last night: Areef, PY and myself. Poor Teresa had to work on a presentation. Looks like YA is shrinking. But we didn’t really care.

We began as usual smoking and drinking. Attempted to skip the warm ups coz we couldn’t be bothered. We played a game to strengthen our memories. We walked. We played statue. We became mobiles. Then mobiles with sound. We froze. We walked fast. All at the command of Areef who shouted numbers for each state. For example 1 for Freeze, 2 for Statue, etc. Hmm that totally worked. At the end we rest.

Continuing from our previous TIP session, Areef went on to explain status play in tragedies and comedies. He explained that tragedies in the traditional Greek sense have certain characteristics, which includes amongst others: royalty/nobility, noble actions, tragic flaws and ends with a catharsis. He then related the story of Oedipis Rex- a tragic figure.

The end of Oedipus, a nobleman due to his actions and flaws he tragically falls from grace. His status began high and then later dropped to a low status.

In a comedy, the characters are generally of the middle class. The comedy arises when a low status player pretends to be a high status player. Or vice versa. But in a comedy, there is traditionally a happy ending.

“Life is a comedy to those who think, and a tragedy to those who feel”

Constantine Stanislavski, one of the great drama theorist of the last century, provided some basics on how to prepare as an actor. Areef summarises it as follows:
(1) Relaxation- an actor must achieve mental and physical relaxation;
(2) Concentration and Observation- listening and focusing are the tools of the actor, without which how will he be able to act out blindness, deafness, for example. An actor needs to focus and observe so that every time he is on stage he will be able to recreate the ‘illusion of first time’, i.e. hearing his fellow actors and react as if it is the first time he has heard it;
(3) Unity and Specifics – Stanislavski student once, during dinner, asked him how to do this. He replied simply by analogy: pointing at the steak and asks how to eat the whole steak – we would cut it into tinier pieces. Thus an actor must be able to dissect his characters- physically (how he walks), socially and politically (where he grew up and social standing), emotional (his past experiences) and religion (his belief systems).
(4) Inner Truth – An actor must ‘see’ what he believes and believes what he ‘sees’. The “Magic If” – what if there is a murderer behind the door, you must act like your life is in danger etc;
(5) Emotional Recall – Effective memory. For example, remembering how we feel when we are happy and bringing that onto stage However, there is a danger of taking such memory for granted or worse taking it out of context. For example, using the memory your dead cat to bring out the feeling of a dead parent on stage.
(6) Using the Four W and One H- That is asking yourself ‘Who’, ‘What’, ‘Where’, ‘When’, ‘Why’ and ‘How?’
(7) Superobjective – Knowing the big picture of your character’s goals. For example, if you are a low status character late for a meeting with your girlfriend, your superobjective might be “not to get shit from her”.
(8) Ensemble Play – Actors must act and react on stage
(9) Body and Vocal – Actors must have flexibility of body and vocals.

Sums, the birthday girl, showed up somewhere in between this enlightening discussion and we all kissed her. The full on lip-lock with PY was too much for Areef and he broke into tears. (Okay I made this stuff up). But it is her birthday, I promise.

10.20p.m.Oooh! Cigarette break!

During the break, I told Areef and PY about my idea of taking TIP into schools. Not just as a way of showing what is theatre and encouraging people to appreciate the arts but rather as a way of thinking of making our youths care about philosophy, i.e. the meaning of life. I should warn you that we may be arrested for sedition because no government likes its citizen to think.

After the break we did some Sensory and Memory exercises.

Point

Sight is our most dominating sense. Actors should try to use their other senses. In this exercise, we were asked to focus on a point. And after we are sure of where the point is, we close our eyes and walk towards the point and try to locate it using our other senses. Sort of.

Bear of Poitiers

In this exercise, we try to desensitise our senses. We pretend that we are dead. We try to not hear, not see, not feel anything. We failed miserably. I am ticklish. PY is just hysterical. Sigh.

Imaginary Journey

Best described as the dumb-mute leading the blind, this exercise involves an actor taking an imaginary journey with a fellow actor. All the while both must be silent. They can only communicate physically – the dumb-mute through physical interaction causes the blind man to walk, crawl, jump, dance and/or climb over obstacles, both real and imagined. Afterwards, each tells their story of this imaginary journey. We could not remember most of the journey. Scatterbrains.

These Sensory and Memory exercise heightened or dull our senses. Either way, we must remember that actors need to use all our senses not just sight, as most other people do.

Before we left, Areef gave us a Lifetime Assignment: To take a few minutes every night as we are lying in bed, before we dream of Tony’s, Emmy’s and Oscars (okay I embellished a bit), to recall our entire day. Remembering specifics in our day – what time we woke up, what we wore that day until the time we are in bed. This can help with improving our memory. Or at the very least beats counting sheep.

Saturday, April 02, 2005

Give and Receive/Status Play

It started late. I am thinking that we should name ourselves the Victorian Tardy Company, which when said fast could sound like V. Tarty Co. which is not even too far fetched either. Anyways, back to biz.

Only five of us showed up for this one. Edora was totally nodding off most of the time. Bless the tired child. When I arrived, PY and Areef were sitting on the steps of the shop downstairs from Sspace. They seemed delighted at my arrival or at least the goodies I have brought. After one hour of dingdong at the mamak, Edora finally showed up. She had brought the wrong keys and had to go back to get it. I have brought wrong keys before but I never bother going back. I usually just sodit.

Finally we started at 6pm. We skipped warm ups. Teresa after having enough sleep was unusually hyper. She reminds me of a Teletubby, but not Tinkywinky- apparently he has no qualms about carrying a handbag. But I digress. We started giving each other imaginary presents. We had to exaggerate our response so that others are able to figure out what we are doing. Miming is crucial.

Later we played a similar game. In this one, one person "gives" an action and another will react by "receiving" the action. This is so that we become in tune with each other. So that there is an undercurrent between actors. For example, in one scene, PY was "giving" a scene in an art gallery. When Areef came along, he thought the scene was a bus stop. In the end was confusion! We learned to receive and react because that is what is important being an actor. We try to understand what the other person is conveying through actions. Sometimes, our actions are misunderstaood. For example, when Areef gives PY a rose, she receives it like a cigarette. Areef upon seeing this began smoking a cigarette. PY though only appears to receive it like a cigarette but she actually meant to receive a flower. Thus more confusion.

Afterwards, we added dialogue. Practising doing actions unrelated to what we are saying. Areef warned us about blocking. In this context, blocking means saying or acting in a way that dismisses your fellow actor. For example, when PY says look at the fungus, instead of saying: "No it is not a fungus." Teresa should have said explored the idea of a fungus further.

Thus as actors, we must be able to give and receive.

We further developed the idea by exploring status play. This is the idea that we are all exerting some form of status or other, either low or high. Areef gave us a script:
"Been waiting long?"
"Ages"
We took turns being the one who waited and the one who is late. We also took turns being high and low status. Fascinating.

After, we improvised on the same without fixed lines. The scenario two people who lived together and the scene starts with A at home when B returns. B discovers that his letter has been opened by A. Drama ensues. We used the techniques learned as part of our motivation, ie we played both high status person and low status person and act out how the different status would react in the situation. Nice.

Friday, April 01, 2005

Starting Again

The end of term one was a bit of anti climax. I hardly wrote anything useful after January 2005 because it was a very busy time at work and I became generally lazy. Many things happened since then. I feel it is my duty, as the self appointed historian of VTC, to record some details.

Victor, our artistic director, has gone off on a hiatus of sorts. Michael chose to study and quit VTC for the time being. Olivia was kicked out some time ago. Sums has also gone academic, preparing for exams. Alia has all but gone. So that leaves us in the panicky hands of Edora, Areef who is equally a perfectionist. Good thing is Paik Yin has chosen to return. Teresa and I are trying very hard to keep up with all the classes which clashes with our work schedules all the time. David too has been on some sort of hiatus. Everybody is taking a break.

The latest thing that we are trying to do is Theatre In Progress (TIP), inspired by the same from Actors Studio: My Indon Maid. A brilliant production. After the show, David, Teresa, Edora, Sums, Michael and I, we were talking at the Mamak and it was decided that we were going to do something like it.

So days or maybe weeks later, we decided to take shelved ideas from our Main Production and turn it into a mini production: TIP. Last weekend, we had a general exercise to start things going. For me it is a new beginning. I don't know why I have this feeling that we are not as focused as we used to be. The enthusiasm and object-orientedness when we first began YAs slowly ebbed and the tide went out when Ghafar chose to further his studies. Then VTC's internal issues crop up and I feel that we began to drift away. It culminated in the firing of Olivia. Just when we thought things could not get worse, Michael and Victor has other priorities which cannot be ignored.

In the meantime, some of us in our personal capacities, did Cocobongo and Lucy, which I fear may one day haunt us. It was silly, fun but ultimately damaging, not to our professionalism as I would assume, but rather to the fabric of YAs. We saw each other under stress and I tell you it wasnt pretty. We did not escape unscath, because people hurt each other and they never realise it. And I think we are still recovering from the pain. But I have always been philosophical about conflict: It is there because we needed to learn something about ourselves and connect to each other and move on to another level that we could not have if it did not occur.

Anyways, a few days back, another conflict occurred. We had different ideas as to what was the objective of TIP. In the end it was resolved. In fact we even had a nice story which David will in turn write. I am fascinated by this whole process. I sometimes wonder how Peter Jackson (Director of Lord of the Rings - to the uninitiated) does it.

Oh gosh! Whoever reads this and become offended, it is not my intention to make us look bad nor was any malice intended. Rather, its my record of facts and events as I see them. I think there is room for improvement. Not just professionally and personally, which I guess is what everyone seeks by taking part in something like this. But rather, the bigger picture: improve the way we see the world. To expand our horizon and to view the universe as God would- an endless struggle that in the end is probably futile and hopeless. But in it there is beauty.

So let us start again. Start to see the beauty.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Ensemble Work 1

It was one of those sessions that should have been better. It was not good being told that your “applications was poor” by the Art director. On a happier note, the story-line was good. Though I was not convinced.

I think the problem was that I did not understand the purpose of the ensemble work. I would certainly have done a better job if I had known that what was required i.e. Application of our course work.

But it was interesting to see Areef and Teresa slither on stage again panting and yelling: “I can” and “I can’t”. Too bad I had to leave early that day because I had to stop a wedding. Alas, unlike Julia Robert, I arrived late at the wedding and it was not my best friend’s wedding. Though there was plenty of singing and a guy playing saxophone and a Malaysian idol (hopeful/wannabe). But I digress.

More about the piece that Alia and I have done:

THE WORK
The idea for our piece was about four people. In the first Act, a married couple were in a car, the wife yapping and the husband driving. At the end of it, the two were killed in an automobile accident. In the second Act, the guardian (me again as Uncle John) to the husband and wife’s daughter (Alia), explained the relationships of the four people. In the final Act, the child explains her trouble.

THE CRITIC
Art Director urged everyone to be unkind. I did not hear what Areef had to say because I was on the phone, which was a pity. Would appreciate if someone could enlighten me. Some critical points:

Poor applications: Cannot deny but it was not clear what was the piece supposed to be about. We were supposed to do something personal, which I would like to highlight: As the husband- I was attempting to play my father. As the guardian – I played (almost) myself. As Alia told me: She was essentially playing her mother and a younger version of herself. There should have been more movements and more vocal expressions.

Poor characterisations: The audience could not tell the difference between the two characters that each of us were playing.

Poor presence: Alia’s character did not have much presence due to inappropriate blocking. According to Alia – it was intentional. Why was that Alia? Tell me. Please. For the record, I thought my presence (as the Guardian) was appropriate, though Azmyr thought it was very Harold Pinter. Is that good?

LESSONS LEARNED
What I would have done differently was that I would probably have asked Alia to be the husband and myself the wife. Then we could have better range of vocals and our movements could have been more pronounced or exaggerated: Me- feminine, Alia- masculine.

The above would also have given rise to more interesting characterisations.

I am too lazy to write on Teresa or Areef’s work but hopefully Teresa or Areef will do some writing for YA’s benefit. Would appreciate if the other team i.e. Edora and Azmyr do the same.

Monday, December 13, 2004

Charades

We began as usual with some warm up exercises. I did sparkles!

Then we went on to discuss our individual evaluation script, which we were supposed to re-look/write and improve upon based on the list given after our last script writing session. I tell you, every week is a revelation. Everybody is getting dumped or dumping people or getting laid or abused or something. My life seems so dull. Sigh! Then we just sat around talking about the work. Somehow or other we started discussing the stupidity of schools.

I can’t remember much because I have a sieve for a memory. But I do remember Arif asking about the evaluation, “What right do you have to know about my past?” and questioned what was the purpose of the individual evaluation. I did not really understand what Arif was trying to say. But I guess it goes something like this: Arif believes that the individual evaluation was about our voice. It does not matter what the content is. It does not have to be about a personal experience. But if you have found your voice, the content becomes personalised and it will show. Your voice will be heard no matter what the writing is about. With his interestingly scripted piece, Arif was tyring to write about ironies in life.

Ghafir made an interesting point, which I will attempt to articulate: Arif is not wrong but it is worthwhile considering that one’s voice can be best heard when it relates to some personal experience or as in Arif’s case, about a slice of life. Sometimes one’s voice is loudest when relating a personal story.

What I think this means is that whether you want to tell some deep dark unmentionable secrets or say something about the world according to you or a character you are trying to portray or write for, it is vital to convey the importance of the piece to you/that character. When we write or perform something that we did not experience it becomes more difficult to relate to and what we cannot relate to tends to become unimportant. Which brings me to the first quote of the day which comes from Victor, who before being thrown out of the classroom asked his chemistry teacher (politely he added): “Cikgu, kenapa kita belajar ni?”

At around 8 pm, Edora finally showed up but still we did not manage to see our evaluation video after not sleeping for 4 days. She apologised profusely. Not necessary, I think, we love you for trying. She also shared with us 4 of her video installation works. Before that, we saw a clip she made and presented, on behalf of YAs, to Ghafir who will be leaving us. Sigh.

Afterwards, we trooped down to Chili’s at Bangsar Shopping Centre for dinner. There, many imparted their knowledge of oral pleasure or how to tell if you are being offered one at a KTV. Tip on how to pleasure your woman: Use a straw. Blow through it and she will feel it like a soft caress. For other tips: Read Mike’s blog.

Later, we decided to go back to sspace where we played Charades. The best was Mike doing - Dirty Dancing. After guessing correctly, Edora said “You call that dancing?” Just to see him dancing again, I made him do “Dirty Dancing 2”. Hilarity ensued.

Farewell Dato' Nordin

This was a clip we did for Dato' Nordin Baharuddin, Toastmaster Charter President.