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Sunday, May 30, 2004 Ok recap of days. Yesterday good good, we saw HCJC Production 2004, The Odd Couple (Female Version). Mel, Jane, Eng Siang, you guys were great! I felt so proud of all of you!!It's odd to be watching production from the audience once more, after 2 years watching the audience from upon the stage. We were sitting around feeling awfully nostalgic about the whole business. There isn't an awful lot we wouldn't give to be back in the production groove once more. *sighs* And Happy Birthday baby...I'm glad you liked the gifts. Take them as tokens of appreciation for all you've done, and all you're doing for me. I've loved you for one year, and I hope to for many more years to come. I love you. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:09 AM Blink and you'll miss it. I think my parents fought in the car today, but I missed it. Which is odd because I was in the car too. I think my dad said something that my mum took the wrong way and she was silent all the way to the gas station and back. Either way it was fairly subtle business. Which completely ruined the jovial mood that had dominated over dinner but there ya go. I don't mind half as much if they're mad at me or Aaron -- at least they're united against us. But it always hurts me way more to see them mad at each other; whenever that happens I'd give anything just to have them mad at us instead. At least they'd find common ground again. More or less confirmed; unless NAC comes through I'll be off to NTU Communication Studies. Which is kinda exciting I'll admit...the pain of probably not being to go overseas is slowly diminishing, even though I still have my questions, which will remain unanswered until either events play themselves out or I ask my Creator when I meet Him again. I guess my biggest fear is feeling inferior, like I can't hold my own against friends going overseas. It's tough when your entire circle, and I mean entire, is heading off to distant shores. Jan, Karin, Wenyu, Charmaine, Zing, Zhiq, Bryan Ho...nobody will be left, everybody off to chase dreams and get smart in big schools. It's natural to feel out of it, natural to wonder how well you'll match up to everyone when they come back for the holidays. I'm the only one here. I know many have come forward to give words of comfort and encouragement. But I don't think they've honestly put themselves in my shoes. Dearie... I'm not belittling your intentions, or denying that what you said was true, and held water. It's just easier to say these things because you're not staying. You admitted as much yourself. So there's my position, laid bare. The fear of being Left Behind. Of not being your equal. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:00 AM Saturday, May 29, 2004 Nyah! WORSHIP! You're inner Bombshell is the beautiful Audrey Hepburn. Like her you've been blessed with a "certain something" that no one could describe accurately. You are more reserved than other bombshells, and that shows in your gentle, graceful nature. You like doing things for other people and love volunteering for your favorite charity. Yours is a rare gift in this day and age. You don't need to show a lot of skin to be sexy, all you need is your eyes. To see Audrey at the top of her game watch the movie "Breakfast at Tiffanys". Who is your inner bombshell? brought to you by Quizilla Viv wished for the moon @ 12:51 AM Thursday, May 27, 2004 There are times when only three words will suffice.Fuck it all. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:14 AM The New Adventures of Bobbin! rocks my socks, shoes and toenails off. MUST READ! And cuz I like it, fanart! These are small files so I can put them up here. Big whoop! This first one is based on this strip. Read that first! And then look at this! 
And this is Brett. This is Brett too! 
Yay putting up art makes me feel happay. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:02 AM Tuesday, May 25, 2004 "Scotty beamed me twice yesterday. It was wonderful." [insert lustful sigh]Oh well so much for injecting some interest into this fing. *kicks* It seems my previous blog entries are kinda boring eh? Guess I'm not giving this blog all the tendah lovin' it needs. *blows blog a kiss* That ought to keep it happy for a while. Viv wished for the moon @ 11:16 PM Murfle, I'm hungry. On it being the last day of term: A haiku tribute. Last day of the term I have to stay back late though Waiting for Godot. On being hungry. I am quite hungry Very very very so. Munch munch chomp chomp mmmm. (Does "Mmmm" count as one syllable? S'pose so.) Go to my deviantart site to check out new art, folks! Wonder when STB will ever get back to me. Wondering if I should just damn them torpedos and call them up, I need to make some decisions soon and the earlier I'm informed of anything the better. Hungry...canteen calls! Viv wished for the moon @ 11:09 PM Monday, May 24, 2004 The night is young, and you're still glamorous... Of all the bizarre things that could happen, I have an itchy little bump on the outer rim of my right nostril. I have no idea how the bejeez it got there and I don't think I want to know either. Actually I do want to know, I'm deadly curious. But there ya go.The Imaginarium should be doing a Madonna(ie "reinvention") again sometime soon, on the lookout for a new template. And all my sidebar links need a perk-up too, but I'm always too lazy to. It's tedious to keep scrolling down lines of HTML just to insert or delete things here and there. Ok but let's do a recap of the days that have passed, shall we? Monday 24/5: Saw Shrek 2 with Tris. Thought it was alright, it tried too hard to be funny in places and too spoofy. But sweet, and the graphics were mindblowing, so I'd give it 4 stars. Saturday 22/5: Last performance of Whose Life is it Anyway? and post production party, wherein catered curry buffet was served, drinks at the Stage Club bar were free but where I only drank ice lemon tea and no alcohol and was roundly questioned by fellow cast members ("Aren't you old enough to drink?...You don't like alcohol?" *shock written all over faces*) and at the end of it all I stoned until 1.30 when Bruno, the stage manager, took me home. Eyes dry, me tired. Stupidly enough today I missed my last English lesson of the term with my girls cuz I looked at the wrong time table. And the office gave my English rep the wrong extention number to call so I never found out. And I was supposed to give them a test! Now I have to make them all stay back tomorrow afternoon on the last day of the semester to do it. I do feel bad, and was pretty damned pissed off with myself over the whole thing. Stupid stupid rat crea- I mean, stupid stupid me! Taking basic driving theory on the 4th of June, and my Viv-instinct tells me I better go and investigate what's happening with USC and Northwestern. Better find out if anything's due anytime soon...the last thing I want is to forget something. Nyargh! And oh yes, must decide on Freshman seminars for Northwestern... *Plotz* I'm outta here. Viv wished for the moon @ 11:24 PM Saturday, May 22, 2004 Whoa Nelly, 10 007 hits!!Fess up, if you were the 10 000th hit...there'll be a little something in it for you! :D Last few nights of performance have been alright, we've been getting some great feedback from the audience. Wednesday's crowd hardly laughed, perhaps they weren't sure how appropriate it was to laugh at the things a paralysed man said. What a contrast to last night's crowd, who took all the scurrilous jokes in their stride and laughed and laughed. Probably had something to do with the fact that it was the JC crowd. Boy that made us feel good. Unfortunately I felt I gave my most uninspired performance last night, and couldn't be much cheered by that...well tonight's the last show, mum and dad and friends are coming...I pray to improve! And my face has suffered major damage from the nights of makeup. It's all dry and peeling skin, and somehow I've managed to break out. Then suddenly I've developed a facial itch. Nyarrrgh!!! *scratch scratch* Somehow I find myself a little less psyched about this show than previous ones...maybe it's the nature of the role I'm playing, not many funny lines (none in fact), and not much action. Not in the mood to analyse that, I'm feeling itchy round the face and if I'm scratching I can't type, can I? *scratch pause* Oh dear, I never was able to drop by Odd Couple rehearsals...hey Mel/Jane, if you're out there, when's your last rehearsal before you bump into theatre? Let me know ASAP! :D Argh itchy itchy ithcy ityhc! Viv wished for the moon @ 2:05 AM Tuesday, May 18, 2004 I'm sleepy. And sneezy. And cold. On the plus side though, it's raining heavily outside. Yay!Been staying back late at theatre for two days straight, and tonight is the first night of performance. I'm praying for the strength to stay awake, there were times when I was offstage yesterday and I felt like keeling over and going right to sleep. Urgh, not good. Ok just to do a final sell, here are the details about Whose Life Is It Anyway?, a Stage Club production! Venue: Alliance Francais, just behind Newton MRT Dates: 19-22 May Time: 8pm Tix prices: $21 (student and NSF, $12.60 rebate for students of MOE recognized institutions under TOTE arts grant scheme), $32, and $57 for Thursday night's Charity Gala in aid of Dover Park Hospice. All tickets available at SISTIC outlets. Yup. On an unrelated note I'm feeling flabby. It's kinda disturbing how clothes that fit me fine just 5 months ago suddenly seem to have shrunk. Looks like it's time to cut back on the curry mutton from the nasi padang stall. Dammit, that was my favourite! :( Oh well. At the risk of having to experience heart pain over throwing out half my wardrobe, I shall conquer. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:04 PM Monday, May 17, 2004 Indeed, the four right chords can make me cry. Sometimes there seems to be no outlet for my emotions about music or a movie other than tears, which is awfully unproductive. I would rather be able to draw a picture about it, or even more divinely, dance to a tune of a song I love. But I don't know the moves that express the inspiration felt, or the right image and medium to match it.So I sit by the radio on at full blast, the song on loop, my face turned to the sky as the ceiling slowly drifts underwater and disappears into blurry depths. Acoustic #3 ::The Goo-Goo Dolls:: They painted up your secrets With the lies they told to you And the least they ever gave you Was the most you ever knew And I wonder where these dreams go When the world gets in your way What's the point in all this screaming No one's listening anyway Your voice is small and fading And you hide in here unknown And your mother loves your father 'Cause she's got nowhere to go And she wonders where these dreams go 'Cause the world got in her way What's the point in ever trying Nothing's changing anyway They press their lips against you And you love the lies they say And I tried so hard to reach you But you're falling anyway And you know I see right through you 'Cause the world gets in your way What's the point in all this screaming You're not listening anyway Viv wished for the moon @ 7:30 PM Saturday, May 15, 2004 Kipped this off Tris' blog. Thanks, baby. *liberally insert various embarassing terms of endearment in here* :DI really do like this song, it's the only one I like off the Punisher OST. The visuals on the MTV are magnificent too, I've got to do a painting of a screenshot one of these days... Broken ::Seether feat. Amy Lee:: {Seether} I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away I keep your photograph And I know it serves me well I wanna hold you high and steal your pain {Both} Because I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away {Seether} You've gone away You don't feel me here anymore {Amy Lee} The worst is over now And we can breathe again I wanna hold you high and steal my pain away There's so much left to learn And no one left to fight I wanna hold you high and steal your pain {Both} Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone {Seether} You're gone away You don't feel me here anymore And nowadays why don't they just call it a duet instead of "xxx feat. xxx"? There sounds like a greater measure of equality in calling it a duet, eh. Rehearsal in an hour, dinner at 7 and meeting my Sweet Babboo in the interrim. :D (Gosh, Sweet Babboo is awfully dated, ain't it? It's like calling someone with the suffix of "kins" attached to their name. Very 60s.) No word from STB yet, so I guess ah'll just be a-waitin', sweet people. Becky: Heeheehee, you sound like you're having a great time on the job! I'd insert some tease about waiters as potential great boyfriends but I can't think of any so uh here, have a Snickers bar instead! *offers Snickers bar* ^_^ Viv wished for the moon @ 12:56 AM Thursday, May 13, 2004 Sheesh talk about wasting time...I have work due tomorrow and I'm drawing. But anyway might as well make it worth my while...Check out my devart site for new stuff! One Hellboy pic and one Kabuki pic. STB interview went pretty well IMO...I really enjoyed it somehow. Now to wait...feel a little more upbeat, but musn't get hopes too high. Out of the 6 of us who got to the final round they're giving out 3-4 scholarships. The odds are pretty good but then if I don't get it in the end I'd feel awful for being on the losing end of a 2 in 3 chance...but as I said, I can only pray and wait. Stay tuned. Viv wished for the moon @ 5:50 AM Tuesday, May 11, 2004 Wicked, they've updated the templates! *whistles* Pretty! Viv wished for the moon @ 9:48 PMCongrats Becky, on USP and passing basic theory! *confetti* I was the last to know too!! *sniff* But anyway, burn rubbah, babe, and you owe me a ride when you pass your final test. :D STB in an hour's time. Gotten all my notes prepped but I don't know whether they're substantial enough. Ok, time to pray... I wouldn't mind so much if I didn't have to go back to school after the interview. Unfortunately I probably will have to cuz I still have a lesson to teach which I haven't prepared for! Nyargh. Dees sahcks. Nyargh. Wish me the best for STB, I'm going in... Viv wished for the moon @ 9:45 PM Sunday, May 09, 2004 Spankin'. Blogger's got a whole new look...And erhummmm I think an amendment is in order. I MADE IT TO FINAL ROUND OF STB!!!!!!< Yes I know what I said previously, but it turns out that completely out of the blue, completely unexpectedly, STB called me on Saturday evening to tell me I made it for the final round this Wednesday. I'm relieved of course, but the fight's not over yet. I still have this to get through and I pray for the winds of change. His will be done. And drat, I lost their fax number and I was supposed to send them my A-level results...I hope the lady who called me checks her email soon today so that she can send me her number and I can fax it. Stomach cramps are killing me, I'm outta here. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:27 PM Friday, May 07, 2004 Bullet with your name.No call from STB. They're supposed to call those they want for the final round today. Inference? Doesn't take a brain surgeon to figure it out. Thanks to all of you for your support and prayers. There comes a point where it's senseless to continue hanging on, vainly, by that one thin thread of wishful hope. It takes you higher and higher up into the clouds, and then when it snaps, all you can do is fall a long way down. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:47 AM Monday, May 03, 2004 I adore the artwork of Craig Thompson. It's so expressive, and in my more hopeful, less lucid moments I want to be able to draw and tell stories like he does. Considering a blog layout using the cover image of Blankets...it's so beautiful! And the story is so well told, and it feels real, believable, thought-provoking, heart-rending. Go to Kinokunia near the one of the inforamation counters (the one that screens anime on a computer plasma screen), pick up the open copy of Blankets, stand there and read all 594 pages of it. It's nothing short of amazing. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:32 AMSunday, May 02, 2004 A long hidden, dusty door creaks open. Whoo, STB finally got back to me! Have interview this Wednesday. Praying so hard not to mess it up...it'll be such a painful thing to have a newly opened door, a new avenue of hope, suddenly swing closed no sooner than it opened. Must research!!*hugs* Thanks for a wonderful weekend, baby. If you don't know whatsit about, check out his blog for the lowdown...but essentially, it was that we spent a good 27 hours (21 if you minus off hours spent sleeping -- and just to clarify, him on the couch, me up in my room!!) in each other's company. :) I wouldn't have given it up for anything, love. Hope we have another chance to do it all again. *Muah* Viv wished for the moon @ 5:06 AM |
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Head in the clouds Vivienne Wong was hatched on the 12th of June 1985 and hails from Singapore, which contrary to popular belief, is not a colony of Japan. Formerly of Raffles Girls' Primary and Secondary School and then of Hwa Chong Junior College's Humanities Scheme, she is currently readjusting herself to the finer points of academia (read: she hasn't studied in ages and is really overworked) in her 2nd year at Nanyang Technological University Communication Studies. However she is currently spending the semester on the snowy plains of Ithaca College, New York, and lovin' it. Otherwise, she likes talking about herself in the third person, drawing, acting, comics, watching cartoons, eating Italian food, light rock, Irish music, Broadway tunes, acoustic guitar riffs, drawing some more and singing loudly in the bathroom. On the other hand, she dislikes unmotivated people, afternoon naps, the conventional, and people who are either smelly or wearing clothes too tight for them so that they end up bulging. Contactable here.
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