missin dee-el-es-see

the people.
lucid.
the mirror room.
the bathroom.
after-practice processions along the spine road.
pestering sir percy.
critique sessions with the ca peeps.
brainstorming over frappe, butterscotch and smokes.
advertising.
production.
writing for the catalyst.
late night play practice.
late night editing.
the old yo area.
palm trees, mountains, sunset.
and surprisingly, la casita.

shut the door. switch off the lights. turn off the tube, the radio, the laptop. close the windows. plug the earphones off your ears. turn off the cellphone...

hai... :) katahimikan sa wakas...:)

call me ann

yes.. call me ann.. my swerte name according to majo's numerology.. so far the name's taking me to where I wanna be.. hehehe

A Lesson in Humility

With only 7 days of practice for the big event, I went up the stage not breathing. Literally.
Missed steps. Lacked focus and energy. Everything I've learned about dancing in the last few months all in the bin...
And to think I was even more worried about how the others would handle the challenge. To think I've even invited friends to come see us perform...weh..
This is definitely a wake up call for me- I guess I was too confident that I could handle it, given the experience I already had... weh... Guess you'll never know..
Lesson learned.