last monday, 16th march, the drama performance took place. it was held at Main Auditorium. there were two groups performing at that night; my group (mdm Rohani's class), and muffin's (bro Shahrul's). mine was an adaptation of Lysistrata, a Greek play, (for the synopsis, read it at Nadea's. hehe) and muffin's was a modern one, created by her, Dedo and Nana (if i'm not mistaken). i honestly enjoyed the play though somebody had bashed it, so strongly. the play was just like the movie, Hide and Seek; where the character is having split personality.
hmpph, basically im not gonna say more on this. coz this thing had actually been the reason for a so-called havoc, created by somebody and with something. so what then? im gonna put a finger on my mouth, and stop pressing the keyboard, and start adding photos. yeah, only photos.
hmpph, basically im not gonna say more on this. coz this thing had actually been the reason for a so-called havoc, created by somebody and with something. so what then? im gonna put a finger on my mouth, and stop pressing the keyboard, and start adding photos. yeah, only photos.
the chorus of women and the entrance of Acropolis. (without Eslam and kak Atiqah)
the journey we took to bring the entrance to Main Audi. lolz.
the chorus of women with the opposite one. see, Ain was so cute right? ;)
we didn't get to take loads of picture together, coz madam asked for the costumes back, just after the performance ended. yea, we all only borrowed them from ASWARA (akademi seni dan warisan). should i say credit to madam? oh yea i should. Credit to madam!.
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two days after that, the Poetry students did their poetry performance. overall, it was much much better and enjoyable than ours. a classmate said it was because their lecturers had contributed and participated a LOT. they did help in almost everything; from the preparation, till the lighting for the stage. Ours? OBVIOUSly did not. we did everything by ourselves. thus no wonder the whole night was all messy and bla bla bla. CLEARly, we were not gooood enough.
some poets did make me laugh a lot and some just made me think of the reason why i was there. well i came just because of Atiqah, my former roomate, since she watched mine. (you should be so pleased, tiqah!). and ya, she was one of the permormers! though she did forget some lines (i did too!), but overall it was good enough for someone who started memorizing the poem about 5 hours before! she used to be the back-up one, but due to a so-called technical problem, she had to. Anyway, Tiqah, you were good. believe me, or you can have the recording that i made ;).
by the way, one thing had bothered me. there was a guy, a poet, dressing like a girl; wearing skirt and with stuffs like handbag and bla bla. i was annoyed. too annoyed to watch 'something' like that in there. i was a bit ashamed coz i was with a former schoolmate, who i invited to sort of 'feel and see' how and what BENL students are. luckily i had no idea who the guy was. sigh.
anyway, at least some poets did really really well! a tumultuous applause to Ain and Illya! these two poets; who were my ex-roomate and ex-classmate had done their very very best in making me impressed. yeah, i was so impressed. Kudos to both of you!
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went back to room. tired. and depressed. tooooooo depressed. the reason why? that's the secret i'll never ever tell.
full stop.
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two days after that, the Poetry students did their poetry performance. overall, it was much much better and enjoyable than ours. a classmate said it was because their lecturers had contributed and participated a LOT. they did help in almost everything; from the preparation, till the lighting for the stage. Ours? OBVIOUSly did not. we did everything by ourselves. thus no wonder the whole night was all messy and bla bla bla. CLEARly, we were not gooood enough.
some poets did make me laugh a lot and some just made me think of the reason why i was there. well i came just because of Atiqah, my former roomate, since she watched mine. (you should be so pleased, tiqah!). and ya, she was one of the permormers! though she did forget some lines (i did too!), but overall it was good enough for someone who started memorizing the poem about 5 hours before! she used to be the back-up one, but due to a so-called technical problem, she had to. Anyway, Tiqah, you were good. believe me, or you can have the recording that i made ;).
by the way, one thing had bothered me. there was a guy, a poet, dressing like a girl; wearing skirt and with stuffs like handbag and bla bla. i was annoyed. too annoyed to watch 'something' like that in there. i was a bit ashamed coz i was with a former schoolmate, who i invited to sort of 'feel and see' how and what BENL students are. luckily i had no idea who the guy was. sigh.
anyway, at least some poets did really really well! a tumultuous applause to Ain and Illya! these two poets; who were my ex-roomate and ex-classmate had done their very very best in making me impressed. yeah, i was so impressed. Kudos to both of you!
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went back to room. tired. and depressed. tooooooo depressed. the reason why? that's the secret i'll never ever tell.
full stop.
4 comments:
waa..ayu2nye kamoo2 di balik veil itu...very da shuwwiitt
haha. thanx. n guess what? these sweet ladies forgot their lines at stage. sigh ;(
nabila.. i was horrible.
u know that..
=(
look, i've said for thousand times, tiqah. it was good. You were good. if that still can't make u satisfy, let me name some ppl who were much worse than u; Abu, that Kedah one, and a lot more! cheer!
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