After having gone through 6 long months of hard work, it all culminates in half an hour tomorrow.
We will go for SYF Drama Central Judging tomorrow at ACJC.
I've been burdened lately by the question of the standard of our piece. Is it a Gold as some people say it is?
Is it really an embarrassment? That's right. One VJC person thought our SYF piece was embarrassing, while she watched the MJC performance. I think that even if our piece sucks, calling it an embarrassment is really mean. It hurts, you know. Really. You can't say that it is, unless you've been through all 6 months of intensive work and all that effort I've invested in this piece. Then only do you have the right to say that HEY I haven't done my best, I find it to be an embarrassment. I'm just appalled.
Six months of late nights, rehearsing like I never had. This production has been the pinnacle of my journey in the world of theatre and drama. And you call it an embarrassment?
To be frank, I've long reached the point where I don't care about the Gold, Silver or Bronze. What I do care about is that I've tried my best, and I've done all I can in making the piece work. And that we put on a decent show. What I care about is that everyone plus myself; we've learnt so much from this production than ever before about acting, theatre, sounds, movement, surrealism, and all that jazz. What I care about is that our piece has gone a long way ever since our first brainstorming session last year in September or something like that. What it is now - I would never have imagined it to be this way. And I must say, we've all come a long way as a team as well. Everyone's become more glued together, more responsible and we've become more effective as a team. Actors, directors, ensemble, crew, sound, and light designers alike. And to all these people, I assure you that tomorrow we will do just fine. Whatever the outcome.
I've said my piece.
Wish me luck for tomorrow.
