I am a clutter queen. I keep almost every thing with the excuse that I will need it one day. Most of the time I don’t. It will take me ages to actually throw out something.

Two nights ago, I went through some boxes and found stuff that I thought were long lost. Most of the things I keep are usually used for my arts and crafts. I love making stuff. Thank goodness for these skills because I am refining them to make props for my productions. Yay!!

Anyways, back to the clutter. I found photo albums filled with photos of my trip to USA, I missed my time there, I miss my friends. How bad was do I miss them? I actually had a dream of me being back in Berea that very night. I really, really miss the USA. I want to go back there. Hopefully in 2010, I will be there.

I also stumble upon a book V gave me. On the flyleaf, he wrote something very beautiful for me. To that, I cried myself to sleep.

It is almost 2 years now, he has moved on so must I but perhaps that is why I still hang on to the clutter despite it swallowing me whole. I am somehow to afraid to move forward or I do not want to move forward. I am not sure.

Man, I should clean out that place I call a bedroom. Perhaps things will start looking up for me.

Finally, a day when we just let everything out. No more talk about work or theater. Just a day for us to go out and play our little hearts out.

We bowled and played pool. Well I don’t play pool, I was basically watching from the sidelines. But I kick ass at bowling. Been thinking of engaging a coach to help with my total pin fall, which fell since I started working in KL. I used to train weekly when I was still studying. I missed those times.

Sparky tried to teach me how to play pool. Most of the boys did but they only succeeded in getting me to understand the rules of the game. While the boys challenged each other, I decided to go about material hunting to make Calvin Cameo’s costume for a show we will be doing next Saturday.

Come see us at Berjaya Times Square!!! We will be performing a piece based on Admiral Cheng Ho’s adventures.

We had lunch at Finnegan’s (The boys spoke in Irish accent the whole time we were there. Very loudly I might add!!) and desserts at Baskin’ Robbins. Basically celebrating Sunny Day’s quarter century anniversary roaming the face of the planet. I got him a very interesting rubber duckie. I bought one for myself too. This rubber duckie is no ordinary rubber duckie. How interesting is this duck? It is interesting enough to get its own entry on this site. That’s how interesting it is. Will post an entry about this with a photo.

I got to go. My back is aching and I have some prop making to do.

Ta for now.

I was at a wedding of an acquaintance. I was not too sure how I got onto the guest list but I had to show face.

The dinner was a small affair, about 20 tables, at the local country club.

The bride was lovely, the groom was from another country. The group at my table were great company. The food was excellent.

The accompanying music? Someone please shoot the DJ.

They played songs about break ups, cheating lovers and any other songs of that similar genre.

Most of the guests and I assume the bride and groom as well, did not understand the lyrics or did not care what was being played.

But if it were my wedding, the guy would have been shot with a rifle.

Anyways, the wedding went off without a hitch. A lot of people left the wedding drunk and in merrier moods than when they came.

I am just wondering what the people at my table were thinking everytime I cringed or slapped my forehead with my palm to the songs that were being played.