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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Great Memories

I realised something. The number of hits on my blog has dropped drastically. This is inevitable as I haven been blogging as actively as I used to. Lack of ideas, lack of topic and most importantly, lack of time. I guess it is just normal, like how people get forgotten over time, feelings change over time and pain lessen over time. It's all inevitable, feelings fade as things and time changes.

But my blog hits picked up over the past one or two days and I know it's the AHSCDS people visiting my blog. Ok because I have a tracker, lol. Now that the production is over, it's the blogs that are linking us together. Haha. The show has ended, all the efforts worthwhile. After reading many blogs of the juniors (be it the alumni or the students, yes yes I'm one of the very seniors in the production lah) I realised everyone's writing about the same things. Happy on Day 0, that everything has finally ended and we indeed put up a great show. But on Day 1 onwards, I see posts of nostalgia and bitter sweetness. I know it's hard, we used to be so occupied with rehearsals, and for others with the props and all, and now that life is back to normal, it's just too calm for us like an empty space too vast to be filled with anything. But hey life has to go on yah, we have to move on, to work towards greater goals, be it in our own lifes or in terms of drama, together or separately. I mean we have been through the same phase so many times, we'll pull through. Before you know it, life is back to normal again, but that does not mean the memories are erased, that does not mean we are no longer a family. When the call comes, we'll still be there.

Now this is ironic to what I had written in Para 1. Well, I guess some things last, some things don't, and that applies to feelings and memories. I remembered LLB mention something eons ago, that we'll return for the passion for drama and not so much for the people itself. I guess there's truth in it but people matters alot too. As much as I love to act, I won't be obliged to return to help had it not for the people I know and who share common memories. So I'm looking forward to 29th where I'll see these people again.

I think my recent blogs make no sense to my other non-drama friends. Because only people who went through what we went through together understands. It's 革命情感, for me this is already the 10th year. Our first public performance was when I was in Sec 4 and I'm proud to be involved for every one, to be on the stage for all 4 public performance. Yes I guess I know of nothing else except to act, Haha which was why when me and Wanping thought of contributing in other ways for the future productions, we cracked our head but thought of none. Our love for the theatre, the stage, the limelight, for each other, they'll never understand, except in their own terms.

=The special bond that we share=

*This will be my last post before I'm outta town for a week*

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