We lost. If you didn't know already.
Not only that, but we failed to pick up a single prize. We even lost the third-placing to another class, whose drama was shoddy at best.
Which made it all the more embarassing for us. I know, parts of our drama were not coordinated and at times, comical. FYI, it's a ghost story, not a comedy.
Like the part where Yap thought the Hospital scene had finished and dropped the Red Crescent sign, only to put it back up when we realised the lights were still on.
All the audience saw was a cheap styrofoam sign hovering up and down. Ironic, for a ghost story. And the time we put up the wrong backdrop? AHH!! Memalukan...I should never have volunteered to hold the stupid backdrop.
Wait. I didn't. I certainly remember volunteering to paint the backdrop, but it turned out to be a package deal.
You paint it, you hold it.
Being exceptionally weak in the arms, I couldn't really bear the weight of the freaking heavy backdrop. So it kinda...moved. Up, down, left, right. o_O Haha.
The funny thing is, not a single person thought of hooking it up, so we didn't have to stick it on two broomsticks and run around banging into each other between scenes. Well, too bad.
I don't know how the acting went, since I was holding the backdrop half of the time. And I certainly didn't do what the third-place class did: Move the backdrop around until their heads were sticking out the sides, so that they could watch the drama too.
The backdrop started out in the middle of the stage, and by the end of the scene, it was way to the right side of the stage.
-_-''
The worst part is that the stupid, feminine MALE judge buttered Syara -who acted as the ghost Clara- up so much, and neglected to give her a single placing.
The praised our class for having a good script and actresses. But we didn't get a SINGLE prize. I mean, if our drama sucked, JUST SAY SO YOU EVIL BASTARD.
What's the point in raising our hopes and stomp all over it in your freaking Pierre Balmains? Thanks for making our director cry her freaky eyeliner out all over her face.
Ok. Done with bitterness.
***
Back to the feminine male judge. He's disgusting. He thinks he's such a hot-shot, he turned, winked and made a kissy face to the crowd before giving out the prizes.
Only to be met by resounding 'EWW's. Haha. Ego-buster.
He's a head shorter than I am, by the way. Only slightly taller than Abigail, who thought that he was very tall, because he was a couple inches taller than the other two female judges.
But it turned out that the female judges were...very, very short. Which made him not much better.
What disgusted me was that some girls actually ran up to him for his autograph and number. o_O Have you no dignity? I would NEVER go out with a guy that makes kissy faces.
Eurgh.
Ok, done crapping. Time for dinner.
Song of the Day:
"Sweet Dreams (are made of this) - Marilyn Manson"
I blog about crap when I'm bored. I am bored, therefore I blog about crap.
Basic mathematics. =)
Not only that, but we failed to pick up a single prize. We even lost the third-placing to another class, whose drama was shoddy at best.
Which made it all the more embarassing for us. I know, parts of our drama were not coordinated and at times, comical. FYI, it's a ghost story, not a comedy.
Like the part where Yap thought the Hospital scene had finished and dropped the Red Crescent sign, only to put it back up when we realised the lights were still on.
All the audience saw was a cheap styrofoam sign hovering up and down. Ironic, for a ghost story. And the time we put up the wrong backdrop? AHH!! Memalukan...I should never have volunteered to hold the stupid backdrop.
Wait. I didn't. I certainly remember volunteering to paint the backdrop, but it turned out to be a package deal.
You paint it, you hold it.
Being exceptionally weak in the arms, I couldn't really bear the weight of the freaking heavy backdrop. So it kinda...moved. Up, down, left, right. o_O Haha.
The funny thing is, not a single person thought of hooking it up, so we didn't have to stick it on two broomsticks and run around banging into each other between scenes. Well, too bad.
I don't know how the acting went, since I was holding the backdrop half of the time. And I certainly didn't do what the third-place class did: Move the backdrop around until their heads were sticking out the sides, so that they could watch the drama too.
The backdrop started out in the middle of the stage, and by the end of the scene, it was way to the right side of the stage.
-_-''
The worst part is that the stupid, feminine MALE judge buttered Syara -who acted as the ghost Clara- up so much, and neglected to give her a single placing.
The praised our class for having a good script and actresses. But we didn't get a SINGLE prize. I mean, if our drama sucked, JUST SAY SO YOU EVIL BASTARD.
What's the point in raising our hopes and stomp all over it in your freaking Pierre Balmains? Thanks for making our director cry her freaky eyeliner out all over her face.
Ok. Done with bitterness.
***
Back to the feminine male judge. He's disgusting. He thinks he's such a hot-shot, he turned, winked and made a kissy face to the crowd before giving out the prizes.
Only to be met by resounding 'EWW's. Haha. Ego-buster.
He's a head shorter than I am, by the way. Only slightly taller than Abigail, who thought that he was very tall, because he was a couple inches taller than the other two female judges.
But it turned out that the female judges were...very, very short. Which made him not much better.
What disgusted me was that some girls actually ran up to him for his autograph and number. o_O Have you no dignity? I would NEVER go out with a guy that makes kissy faces.
Eurgh.
Ok, done crapping. Time for dinner.
Song of the Day:
"Sweet Dreams (are made of this) - Marilyn Manson"
I blog about crap when I'm bored. I am bored, therefore I blog about crap.
Basic mathematics. =)
2 comments:
yeah...
stupid pondan judge...
i wonder how can he be in this acting industry...
he should be working as a gigolo at thailand....
Wahaha! Nice one yi ling.
Anyway, don't worry you still have next year. English drama is the more exciting one anyway, IMHO.
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