Saturday, October 23, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Urrghhh... IM SO JEALOUS!!!!!!
Ya Allah!!! Why i'm not in New York???!!!
In my previous post about Improv Everywhere, i made an introduction to newbies about the awesomeness of Improv Everywhere. They always makes the people and the creativity wake up. Kudos!
THIS IS THEIR LATEST MISSION!!!!!!!
The MP3 Experiment Seven
From Improve Everywhere
For our latest mission, over 3,000 participants downloaded an MP3 file and pressed play simultaneously in retail stores in Midtown Manhattan. The masses converged on Bryant Park where a series of fun activities unfolded, culminating in a huge “mummy dance party.” This was the 7th installment in our Mp3 Experiment series.
Unbelievable choreography! Syncing more than 3000 people with enough simple activities to keep their attention while tickling their funny bones is quite a feat. A+ + for this one. Sangatlah amazing!!
Kudos to the photogs & editors, who did an absolutely amazing job of capturing the event and conveying its sense of fun.
Before it started, mereka yang terlibat 'disuruh' berlakon konon-kononnye sedang bershopping. Pandai mak cik nih berlakon.
“Hold a product in the air, as if you are in awe of it.” hahaha.
the most fun part was slow dancing with a product. BRILZ.
“March like you’re in a marching band.” OMG. Seriously cudn't stop laughing.
“Form a long line behind a stranger, copying their every move.”
The end of a ridiculously long line behind a mother with a stroller.
Everybody is waiting at the park to surprise STEVE aka Birthday Boy.
This is STEVE.
SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jom attack Steve!! Poor bloke. Look at that crowd.
....is something that could happen to me if i don't stop blogging during office hour!!!
GIFTS
Toilet Paper Mummies.
Mission Accomplished
(Source)
In my previous post about Improv Everywhere, i made an introduction to newbies about the awesomeness of Improv Everywhere. They always makes the people and the creativity wake up. Kudos!
THIS IS THEIR LATEST MISSION!!!!!!!
The MP3 Experiment Seven
For our latest mission, over 3,000 participants downloaded an MP3 file and pressed play simultaneously in retail stores in Midtown Manhattan. The masses converged on Bryant Park where a series of fun activities unfolded, culminating in a huge “mummy dance party.” This was the 7th installment in our Mp3 Experiment series.
Unbelievable choreography! Syncing more than 3000 people with enough simple activities to keep their attention while tickling their funny bones is quite a feat. A+ + for this one. Sangatlah amazing!!
Kudos to the photogs & editors, who did an absolutely amazing job of capturing the event and conveying its sense of fun.
Before it started, mereka yang terlibat 'disuruh' berlakon konon-kononnye sedang bershopping. Pandai mak cik nih berlakon.
“Hold a product in the air, as if you are in awe of it.” hahaha.
the most fun part was slow dancing with a product. BRILZ.
“March like you’re in a marching band.” OMG. Seriously cudn't stop laughing.
“Form a long line behind a stranger, copying their every move.”
The end of a ridiculously long line behind a mother with a stroller.
Everybody is waiting at the park to surprise STEVE aka Birthday Boy.
This is STEVE.
SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jom attack Steve!! Poor bloke. Look at that crowd.
....is something that could happen to me if i don't stop blogging during office hour!!!
GIFTS
Toilet Paper Mummies.
Mission Accomplished
(Source)
Thursday, October 7, 2010
my dream was shattered by someone who called themselves as educators
I always knew since I was a little girl I wanted to be a performer...
Anything from singing, dancing, acting and even miming...
I wanted to do it all...
I’m always psyched for any school performance...
I was mushroom number 1, a pussycat, and a princess...
So basically every year in school we have this thing called 'school play'...
Only Junior 4 till Junior 6 are allowed to audition for lead roles...
I can't audition when I’m in Junior 4 because my estranged atuk just passed away...
I was in Kelantan when that audition happens...
so I said to myself, "It's okay, there's always next year. No biggie."
A year after that, I auditioned again. Again, my luck surpasses me. i didn't get that part. But it’s okay. I'm not that keen and I was playing around during audition. I couldn't stop giggling and keep forgetting my lines... so it’s all good... I’m still in the play though... not the lead role but STILL..
So Junior 6. My final year. Audition day: mentally prepared and keep saying to myself over and over again "Don't giggle." The play is "Around the World in 80 Days." I was set to audition to play as Princess Aouda. I put my heart and soul doing the scenes (one of the acts i actually shed tears, amazing, right? i can cry on cue. Haha.. perasan diri ini talented sekejap..) and i got a call back later that day. I was really excited because it seems that for Princess Aouda's role, I’m like the only one who got a call back. And then enters...
AMEERA AIDA.
She didn't even go for the audition. So I was thinking to myself “Why is she here at the callback?". And then I found out I have to compete with her for that part. I was like "Okay... that’s not fair... but whatever. I’m sure the teachers will judge us fairly." so I started acted doing my 2 scenes and Ameera just read lines (actually she just read three words!!) while sitting in the chair. Ahh... I’ve bag the role...
so wake up the next morning with the big smile on my face. In the bus on the way to school, everybody crowded me to say job well done during the audition or "U sooo gonna get that part!!!” I answered with the big grin "Takdela. Tak tahu lagi."
Okay, mase assembly, the moment I’ve been waiting for, they're going to announce the names that made the cut for the play. So I was holding Jenny's hand, and anxiously waiting for my name to be called but....
NOTHING.
My name was not called. FROZEN. I just stood there. Jenny had to usher me back to class. And then I found out that Ameera got my part. I went to my locker and started to cry. But hey I’m a fighter; I’m not letting this go. With all the guts and courage that I have, I went to confront Ms Barbara, Ms Badariah and Ms Maznah. Before I opened the teacher's lounge door, I heard conversations that would change my life forever.
Ms Maznah: Why Erin didn't get the part?
Ms Barbara: She's not pretty enough or skinny enough.
Ms Maznah: Why is it matter? She can act. And she understands her character.
Ms Badariah: Nobody cares about that. They're only 12. Besides Ameera is somebody's daughter.
Ms Maznah: So what? How’s that fair?
I couldn't bear myself to hear that conversations anymore. Even though I’m thankful that somebody still fights for me, but those other two are teachers. They’re supposed to be a guide, a mentor, a confident, a friend, a disciplinarian, an informer, a provider of inspiration and imagination.
I lost myself that day. I’m scared to perform on stage. I’m 22 now and I’m still scared silly… even though it’s been 10 years ago... I want to be my 12yearold-self again… Confident, carefree and most importantly HAPPY. I love performing but …
Anything from singing, dancing, acting and even miming...
I wanted to do it all...
I’m always psyched for any school performance...
I was mushroom number 1, a pussycat, and a princess...
So basically every year in school we have this thing called 'school play'...
Only Junior 4 till Junior 6 are allowed to audition for lead roles...
I can't audition when I’m in Junior 4 because my estranged atuk just passed away...
I was in Kelantan when that audition happens...
so I said to myself, "It's okay, there's always next year. No biggie."
A year after that, I auditioned again. Again, my luck surpasses me. i didn't get that part. But it’s okay. I'm not that keen and I was playing around during audition. I couldn't stop giggling and keep forgetting my lines... so it’s all good... I’m still in the play though... not the lead role but STILL..
So Junior 6. My final year. Audition day: mentally prepared and keep saying to myself over and over again "Don't giggle." The play is "Around the World in 80 Days." I was set to audition to play as Princess Aouda. I put my heart and soul doing the scenes (one of the acts i actually shed tears, amazing, right? i can cry on cue. Haha.. perasan diri ini talented sekejap..) and i got a call back later that day. I was really excited because it seems that for Princess Aouda's role, I’m like the only one who got a call back. And then enters...
AMEERA AIDA.
She didn't even go for the audition. So I was thinking to myself “Why is she here at the callback?". And then I found out I have to compete with her for that part. I was like "Okay... that’s not fair... but whatever. I’m sure the teachers will judge us fairly." so I started acted doing my 2 scenes and Ameera just read lines (actually she just read three words!!) while sitting in the chair. Ahh... I’ve bag the role...
so wake up the next morning with the big smile on my face. In the bus on the way to school, everybody crowded me to say job well done during the audition or "U sooo gonna get that part!!!” I answered with the big grin "Takdela. Tak tahu lagi."
Okay, mase assembly, the moment I’ve been waiting for, they're going to announce the names that made the cut for the play. So I was holding Jenny's hand, and anxiously waiting for my name to be called but....
NOTHING.
My name was not called. FROZEN. I just stood there. Jenny had to usher me back to class. And then I found out that Ameera got my part. I went to my locker and started to cry. But hey I’m a fighter; I’m not letting this go. With all the guts and courage that I have, I went to confront Ms Barbara, Ms Badariah and Ms Maznah. Before I opened the teacher's lounge door, I heard conversations that would change my life forever.
Ms Maznah: Why Erin didn't get the part?
Ms Barbara: She's not pretty enough or skinny enough.
Ms Maznah: Why is it matter? She can act. And she understands her character.
Ms Badariah: Nobody cares about that. They're only 12. Besides Ameera is somebody's daughter.
Ms Maznah: So what? How’s that fair?
I couldn't bear myself to hear that conversations anymore. Even though I’m thankful that somebody still fights for me, but those other two are teachers. They’re supposed to be a guide, a mentor, a confident, a friend, a disciplinarian, an informer, a provider of inspiration and imagination.
I lost myself that day. I’m scared to perform on stage. I’m 22 now and I’m still scared silly… even though it’s been 10 years ago... I want to be my 12yearold-self again… Confident, carefree and most importantly HAPPY. I love performing but …
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