TWCT - It's Over.

God it's been too fucking long since I came up to this blog again.

*blows dust off blog*

Well hello all, I'm back again and ready to blog and write and tweet and do all the shit that I was planning to do since the exams were over.

The exams are over, and frankly speaking I'm not sure how I did. I'm not sure I even want to know, but the results are out this Thursday, and well... I'll just be glad that I did my best no matter what. Sigh. I prolly won't even be able to reach my goals for this semester though.

TWCT was, well... Magical.
Everything we worked for, everything we cried, laughed, fought (more argued) for... Everything we threw around - ideas, props, costumes, insults... Whatever. It all boiled down to that one night when everything came into place.

I'd been so worried about the production because only 2 days from opening night saw me still struggling to master my costume changes, still messing up my lines, still unable to fully connect with Mrs Phua Su Lin. 2 days from opening night saw me crying in the toilets when no one was around because I was so scared that I was going to screw everything up and pull the whole performance down. 2 days from opening night saw me tossing and turning in bed and having nightmares about the show because the thoughts kept haunting me, that my lines weren't perfect and my costume changes were a mess and that I was going to be the reason why everything would fail on the night itself.

On the night itself, I was shaking so bad that I was actually near-hyperventilating and during the prayer circle, I was the one who asked (while silently begging in my mind) for smooth costume changes and no line mess-ups. Yes, I was THAT scared.

I may not have a religion, but I definitely think that someone was watching over us that night as we performed. One of the major costume changes that I always screwed up - a transition from a wedding scene to a nursing home scene - was actually completed smoothly, with no hiccups. In fact, no one had any costume problems - it was as though all our costumes had finally decided to cooperate and just slide on or off us while we were feverishly working our way through each set of costumes for each scene.

Lines were dropped or shuffled, but no one noticed a thing. I'm so sorry that I messed up one of the lines (or rather a whole chunk of them) but thank whoever was helping us that night because we just bounced off one another and any line hiccups were covered smoothly, with the audience being none the wiser.

I don't know how, but we got through the whole show and the next thing I knew, I was holding hands with my fellow actors and taking our curtain call. And then we were packing up and I was going outside with the others and then getting mobbed by my friends. I kid you not, I actually had random people coming up to me, telling me what a great show we did and how good I was as Mrs Phua. I'm not trying to brag or anything, I was just extremely shocked that people actually felt that my acting was so good that they cried while I was acting. They actually cried. I actually moved members of the audience to tears. I can't believe it. And I ran into our CCA in-charge, and one of her friends who was an arts director actually said that if I wanted to pursue a future in acting, the future would be pretty bright. Again, I'm not bragging, I'm not making this shit up. I'm just still very much in shock.

Well, that's TWCT down then. I'm so proud of everyone because of how much we've all grown, and truth be told, everyone in TWCT feels like a family now because of how often we met up to practice and now it's like a cozy family. I'll be sad to leave them.

It's a bit late for this, but...

Thank you, everyone in TWCT.

Chelsea

Zihan

Ain

Fatin

Zaidi

Russell

Damien

Amirul

Sandra

Shane

Darren

I don't think I thanked you guys enough. Thanks for being so awesome, for always being there, for everything. I'd give you all a hug if I could right now.

The curtain has fallen,

the applause has been received.

Thank you, my friends.

Thank you.