16:45: caught the flu from either etoile or jersey the other sunday. didn't feel well all week. but did that stop me? hell, no! report on monday (then proceeded to tapika), music finals on tuesday, leg work for thesis on wednesday (then proceeded to hard rock). thursday was supposed to be recharging day, but i got ambushed to do a 24 marathon at jersey's place. tried sleeping, but it was useless. set-up for thesis was 1am, friday. i didn't sleep and got there at 12:45. my group got there at 2:45. whee. after setting-up, i went home for a shower, then went to work. uhm... let's not talk about friday's show, shall we? no, we didn't screw up. it was something unavoidable. but we worked our way around it in the succeeding shows.

pre-party last sunday. food was great! after molesting certain parties (notably, trumpeteers!), nearly everyone hit the floor and danced. too bad chiquita wasn't there. would've wanted to see him dance. too bad waffle king wasn't there, either. would've wanted to see him TRY to dance! mr. bollywood was hilarious, as was gaston. i can only begin to imagine what a riot it's gonna be at the final cast party!

note to self: must borrow the one ring. need for invisibility next sunday is a must!

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05:16: quote for the day: "lifecafe... ***** wants you."
of course it wasn't meant in THAT sense.

something to think about: "dispel the rumors!"
rumors? there are rumors?!


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05:05: was bummed that i couldn't stay longer for the tpts moot. but then, i was getting too nervous. i saw my boss walking around the area and i had to duck behind a book! still, i had fun hanging out for a bit.

show today was ...there's no one word for it. energy was high. or tension was high, i should say. etoile had been performing with the flu since friday and with such a vocally demanding role, we didn't know just how far she could stretch it. with my fingers crossed while clutching my remote and headset, i breathed a heavy sigh of relief at the end of act one. i think we all did. at least the worst was over. but act two was just as nerve-wracking. after the final number, the 4 girls stepped behind the light wall and hugged and wept. geez! how can i not cry while seeing that?! and as etoile stepped onstage for curtain call, we all burst into applause. in the house, my boss was screaming cheers while still over the headset and jersey stood to give a standing ovation, i applauded till my hands hurt. when the ensemble stepped off-stage, i wasn't surprised to see them wiping their eyes, too. ...i can't even begin to describe what we went through tonight.

got home tired but i couldn't sleep. i ended up finishing coraline by neil gaiman. yeah, like i could sleep after that! ha!

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04:00: been watching cnn. i'm busy, yes, but i'm not that oblivious... i just choose not to watch. i had to change the channel when i started hearing the blasts and booms and rumblings.... miller and i were talking about the MOAB earlier tonight, before the show started. that's a non-violent weapon? scary stuff.
don't ask me where i stand on this. i don't know what to answer.

but i hate wars.

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04:03: maybe you'll get bored and read this, and maybe you won't. why is it that the things that need to be said between us are always compromised by bad timing? i'm sorry i wasn't there for you tonight. but i wish you'd tell me what's on your mind, even if i'm getting a gut-wrenching feeling that it's gonna hurt me. still, i love you. you know that. you have more than just my ears and my shoulder.

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03:54: home from chiquita's gig. i think watching him tonight just drove the final nail in the coffin. i am such a sucker for guys with great voices!
oops... must get in line. hehe...

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06:26: still have a hang-over from this weekend. the show is amazing! on the way home after press preview, i cried. haha! talk about drama! but really... again, i got that rare feeling of sheer joy. the kind that makes you think you could die right there at that moment. god, i love my life.
opening night was even better. saturday highlighted my new favorite male singer as jimmy early. everyone was tired by sunday, but the quality of the performance didn't drop. the crowd still raved, everyone still loved etoile. that girl is amazing, i tell ya. blows my mind everytime!

sunday was a very long day, but it was probably the best day i had all week. it took us over an hour to strike everything but the lights, speakers and the revolve. we had to cram all we could into the little storage area in the production room, then we sent the rest of the stuff to the office. after all that, i had dinner with silk. i was tired enough to head home, but the lure of chicago was just too strong...

i found out that some of the cast were staying to watch chicago. there was no way i was gonna pass on this one. and man, am i glad i didn't! no theatre person should miss this movie. it wasn't as visually arresting as moulin rouge, but it's just as good. even better, i think. it's more real, more cynical, more fast-paced. it hardly gives you time to breathe, and when it does, you forget that it's a movie and you feel like breaking into applause.

a few of us went for dessert after the movie. oi. bizu... i had one bite of their chocolate truffle and i felt like i had died and gone to heaven!

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03:07: the amount of time left (before the con and press night) is directly proportional to the amount of rest i get, and inversely proportional to the amount of cigs i consume. one last post before i dive into the deeps for the next week and a half. con on next wednesday, thesis deadlines left and right, prod week since tuesday night, press preview next thursday and opening night next friday. goodbye, sleep. hello, caffeine and nicotine.

as if pressure from the coming con, prod week and thesis wasn't bad enough... now a new bomb just dropped. one. very big. ouch. but i can't deal with it now. thinking about it hurts too much. must work. must work. must work.

it's 3am and i'm still up. i have to be at the theater before 8am. geez. i should go.

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04:11: recently heard about blogger being bought by google. ...which means all blogs will be searchable. tried searching for mine and it came out. yikes. i now feel i have to watch everything i say.
because of this, i have moved my other blog (the more angsty, more brooding, more giddy, more candid and genereally, more interesting one... the one no one has access to ) to somewhere/someone else.

meantime, in the real world... pagod na ako! i'm dead tired. and we haven't even started prod week yet! got a million other things to do for school, not to mention the gigantor for the coming convention. i'm mentally, physically and financially drained. ...can someone stop the clock, please?

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