Wednesday, 30 March 2016

The Date Is Set!

Today, after some deliberation, I chose to book my flight for my upcoming long-term stay in Perth to do my doctorate. (I also had to use up the refund that AirAsia granted me for the last flight I'd cancelled, as it had a three-month expiry date that was right 'round the corner.)

And so it was decided: my official date of leaving will be May 21, 2016.

On a whim, I thought I'd check back to see when I'd last left Perth after studying, as I recalled it had also been the month of May when I'd moved back home after four years in Aussieland.

Turns out it was May 21, 2006.

I swear I did not plan it this way.

Monday, 21 March 2016

Visas, Workshops and Whatnot

Hey all! What's been happening? Well, the good news is that as of Sunday a week ago (i.e. not yesterday), the family came back from Penang, though right now as of time of writing they've headed back to Penang for subsequent check-ups for bro, who's generally better but still needs monitoring and has to remain on a controlled diet. But at least they're home! Except for right now, when they're not. Oy.

Anyway, the past few weeks have been spent with me finishing up the first act of the new musical Alice in Wonderland project; and I've also been preparing for my eventual move back to Perth to study, which has involved applying for visas and going for medical check-ups and what have you. Thank the stars, as of last week, the visa has officially been granted, so Perth, here I come!!! (Only not yet. A couple of months to go; mid-May is the target date!)

What else? Last Saturday (over a week ago) I joined some of the peeps from last year's Esya The Musical for a cast party-screening session, which has resulted in me finally obtaining a video of the show, yay!! And speaking of musicals, over the weekend (i.e. yesterday and the day before) I conducted another round of workshops for Short+Sweet Musical at KLPAC (which I've done in previous years), with my good friends Llew and Vale, and I think it went very well! Here are some pics, courtesy of KLPAC:

The participants over the weekend
Me and Llew
With Vale
Two participants presenting their ideas out of a whole list on the whiteboard
Tonight is the nominees' party for the upcoming Boh Cameronian Arts Awards, for which I know I'm nominated for Zak Zebra, but I'm also holding out hope for at least another nomination, hehe! We'll find out at the party tonight and I'll come back with updates soon. In the meantime, I leave you with this video clip of the 'streetlight dance' from Esya: The Musical, which is a choreography-based sequence depicting the plight of sex workers. Yes, it was a church musical. For Christmastime. Arf arf. Enjoy!!

Friday, 4 March 2016

Some Random Pics

Ashley and Kerbie on a recent hot day. I get the standing fan. They get the air cooler with ice water box.
A pic of me looking extraordinary cheerful.

Wednesday, 2 March 2016

Empty, Full and Fuller Houses

Hi all! Can't believe it's March already. Nothing too thrilling to report; brother is unfortunately still in hospital as of time of writing, but he's on the mend (thankfully) and is due to get discharged possibly by the end of this week. Mum has been in Penang for the past month although Dad has come back once to go to work, but he's now back in Pg and will return this weekend for work again. Oy.

In the meantime, I've been taking care of the doggies, and cleaning the house (marginally), and all the other chores related to being the only person at home, which isn't as much fun as I thought it would be. It's also left me with a bit of time to do my own music work; however, I'm not sure why, but I haven't been feeling terribly motivated or inspired lately and so the music work is also moving at a glacial pace. I've got a project I'm working on, with one deadline in a couple of weeks, so I really oughta step it up and get crackin'!

On Sunday night Terry and I watched Zootopia, which was really quite funny and entertaining. However it meant I had to leave the dogs unattended, and it was storming that night, so I left little Kerbie in the house by herself for the first time. Perhaps this sounds a little extreme, but I found myself fretting every now and then during the movie, hoping they would be OK! Yes, yes, I know. The overprotective furpet parent. Arf. But hey, it wasn't entirely unfounded: when I got home the lights were out as there had been a power trip, which wouldn't have been too worrying had I not left Ashley in the upstairs bedroom. Poor thing was left in the dark and the heat! (Well. Not too hot. It was late at night, and the airconditioning had been on prior to the power outage.) I have issues.

The most exciting thing to happen in the past couple of weeks was the release of the entire first season of Fuller House, the sequel series to one of my favourite sitcoms from the 80s/90s, Full House! Yes! It came out on Friday and I managed to download and watch most of it on Friday night, and can I just say I loves it!!! Hahaha!

The original cast from the 90s.
The new cast, minus the Olsen twins (Michelle)
I'm not recommending it much to people because it's really built on nostalgia and caters to the die-hard fans (like yours truly), meaning it's cheesy, it's saccharine, it's mediocre writing and acting a lot of the time, but none of that matters to me one iota because it brings back lots of fond memories of the past, and it certainly was thrilling (for me) to see how the actors and characters have evolved over the years. And in even better news; just an hour or so ago, the news came out that the show has been renewed for Season 2!!! Huzzzaaaah!!!

Just quickly, allow me to share with you what I wrote on Facebook a couple of days ago on why I love Full House so much:

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N̶o̶n̶e̶  Some of you might wonder what's with my obsession with Fuller House and the original Full House. It's cheesy. It's unabashedly sentimental. It's not even good writing or acting, a lot of the time. 

But here's the thing: I grew up loving the series, and I especially remember it being aired on Sunday afternoons at one point. I didn't know it at the time, but I was a depressed kid, too, a lot of the time, and I would feel it the most on Sundays. Maybe it was the prospect of school the next day. Maybe it was because my folks would drag my brother and me to my uncle's old-style coffee shop in my grandparents' village, which (back then) was a chore. Maybe because my close schoolmates were in the city, hanging out at the church youth group, while I was stuck 40 minutes away from town, which (back then) might as well have been "in the jungle". Sundays were days without trips to the city, without friends. 

Whatever the case - for 24 minutes on a Sunday (half-hour sitcoms were longer in the 90s), I felt really happy. And entertained. I would recap the episodes with my aunt who also enjoyed sitcoms, and would discuss them with my mates at school (who, inevitably, increasingly began to look upon FH with scorn while I perfunctorily feigned disdain out of peer pressure). 

And I would tape those episodes (VHS!!) and rewatch them, as I still do, and they would keep me buoyant especially in those times when the then-unrealised spiral of gloom would kick in. Therein lies the story of my love for Full House. Don't even get me started on Supernatural.

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Okay, on that note, I'm going to go now and watch some TV shows. And yes, you guessed it, I'm probably going to rewatch some eppys of Fuller House to celebrate its renewal, less than a week after it was officially released on Netflix, mind you!!! Whooohooo!!! Till next time!!!