Study week

I loooooove looooove loooooove study week.

It's the only free time I have to rewrite and redraw my notes.

I like seeing them in colours, and hence,

I don't really mind about the troubles.

Will do it three or four times

If that's what it takes to prove my love

That Kellog's tho...

Railway Children's theatre

While I had to direct and act in our drama class, I was also assigned to act in our school play -_- as if everything is not tiring enough. 

This time, we had to work with our seniors, the second year and third year to present the Form 3 novel, Railway Children. The script and storyline were easy peasy... what's not easy was..us. It's complicated to arrange our meetings for practice as all of us aren't from the same year. In the end, we had to practice till past midnight or during the weekends. And not to mention, this semester I have 3 subjects with 100% coursework and all of them are begging for my attention :'(

Last week, after a few times practicing, it finally came to an end as we had our photo-shoot for the poster , and bammmm d-day quickly followed three days after. 

Syamim semangat and so gigih being a mermaid

okay here's a decent one just in case you need one

Penat Syamim menonggeng sini sana, last2 pakai gambar skema ni hahahahhaha

It was a private occasion attended by a few ministers and principals from schools all over Malaysia. Thank God it ended already ! phew

However ,,,, 

I just received a bad news from Syud our director, that Dr Lin wants us to perform a drama again next semester -_- 

so technically we're still on the endless journey.

luckily this team is filled with funny people

These past few days had been crazy I barely get enough sleep. Yesterday, I was sick and oh also today for the program,  I had to recite poem with the opposite character of the drama character -_-. Macam orang gila rushing tukar baju and make up.

After the program ended, my babies quickly dragged me for a short 'calm-down-woman' moment to sip a large cup of green tea. 

Haikal busy dok ber photo-shoot while I savoured my few hours break before I get back to my other assignments. 

 

80s Drama Night 'Blast from The Past'

So our drama has officially ended last night !!!! Alhamdulillah for everything . 

Even though there're some glitches here and there, I'm just glad it finally ended. At last ! 

As soon as our team bowed on the stage, I felt like the whole burden were lifted away from my shoulders ; seriously never felt as free as that.

IT IS FINALLY OVER !

Class with our dearest Dr. K posited nearly impossible goals to the extent of having to perform a musical drama from the 1980's; because acting only is apparently not challenging enough. Though obvious when the oeuvre has finally completed, such demands had actually taught us needed antidote to the term of 'capable teacher' ,,, yet the journey was not one in which I would wish to go through again. Thanks but no thanks. Kissing my goodbye to PET102. 

It was tiring because of the workload behind the scene. People kept expecting this and that and they only knew how to ask. Never sign me up to be a director. Ever again. I'm so done. 

Plus, the clerical tasks that we had to do in order to ensure the event run smoothly was the worst nightmare. Dealing with university admin is the worst nightmare. I know I've said this last semester, and I'm going to say it again, "It's. the. worst."
With little cooperation given by the administrations and some people in the office, we were like puppets; do as what they pointed us to. 

"Go here, ask for Mr. bla bla bla."

"No I'm not in charge. Try asking this bla bla bla office."

"Our department can't let you do this."

Took us months just to secure a venue! And that's just a venue. Don't get me started on other things. 

Yeah. I know it's not good for me to whine but we've been through this for 2 semesters. They're just repeating the same patterns. It is 'running here and there' all over again. But well, of course 1st semester was much worse for us, beginners. Thank God we started early.

As for my own drama team, our group failed in the first practice, was personally requested by Dr. Hardy to reconsider the play, and rewrite the plot.

Not to mention we argued about the scripts and plots, a lot.

We also had problems with the music and dancing teams, 

our main actor was VERY degil (he insisted on going to hockey practice) that he injured himself the day BEFORE the performance (he blamed my mulut masin pffft and I blamed his thickheaded act).

and many more countless issues that we encountered as a team. 

Nevertheless, team is like family. Quarrel as you may, you're still a unit. Attached to one another.
As a team, we compete together ; win or lose as a team, and rise or fall, also as a team. Indeed, we argued a lot but it was because each of us wanted Guns N' Roses  to be the best team, not because of abhorrence

and I am proud to say that 

I LOVE MY TEAM VERY MUCH, 

all thanks to the passion that had driven them to such a wonderful work. 

Guns N Roses :) Urgh those vibrant colours of 80's costumes.

Well, our drama was about a boy who wanna avenge his father's death. He planned it by inviting his rivals to an isolated island through a mysterious phone call. They ended being stuck in the island with no boats and landlines until the next few days , and had to face one after another murder. No one was to be trusted any longer. They started to suspect each other. When there's only a few of them left on the island, the crime was finally revealed. And, the last person anyone would have guessed, was the master mind. 

First scene; flashback to 15 years ago.

Last scene, where Iskandar performed a monologue of a mentally disturbed man, while being tied.

Rehearsal was waay better, I would say. Still, it was an enjoyable experience working with these people :) And, we all had fun , didn't we :) :) :)

Nana's and Allia's groups performance were funny!

p/s :  After having dinner, I went back to the room, plonked on my bed and was unconscious till this afternoon. Haha. Didn't even wipe the make up off. After months of having my life in storm, I could finally have a good rest. The sleep was good. 

Our Poem Recitation

As you may or may not know, our lecturer for Oral Class is very strict. We were warned about him since the very first semester by the seniors. 

Okay now forget about the boring mundane first sem. Now we're in second sem and here we are , dancing , singing and monkeying around in front of Subaidah pave-walk for our Wednesday class. Literall. Because those are our tasks for this sem. To perform weekly in front of the busiest restaurant in USM.

Two weeks ago, we're given a title for an individual monologue and had to perform it on the spot. God. Dr.K really knows how to test his students' limits, doesn't he ? Urghhh 

Mine was, 

"You are stucked in an abandoned nuclear plant in Chernobyl." and after 5 seconds , "Action."

-__________________________- 

mega facepalm, right there in front of Dr. K. 

I swear even the performance art students won't be able to think of a scene or script within the time given. 

It was a total disaster. I prefer not to recall it.

And then last week, his task was, 

'Perform an original poem of yours within 90 seconds. No less, no more or I will straight away give a B' 

Always play his 'B card' , guys. All the time. And yes, it worked on us, somehow. Hahaha. 

As usual, this pathetic student of his (me of course) went back to Kelantan for her weekend and only prepared the poem the night before. Thank God the timing was extraordinarily perfect although I didn't even memorize the whole thing. haha. Who cares.

Okay forget about it. 

The thing is, our class is like a BIIIIIG melting pot of drama and adventure, so a 'live' weekly drama is a must . 

The tinge of 'drama drama drama' for last week was, we had to redo the recitation. 

 Dr. K was very furious at us last week (said we didn't prepared much, take things lightly, not fitted to be English teachers and so on blablabla all those excuses) , 

and he just canceled the class. 

Pooffff. Begone.

So this week, here we are ... semangat as hell. haha

(this class has really burned my whole pocket, I tell you)

Not to mention it's only 5% of the paper's coursework. 

*muka bulan, muka bulan, muka bulan*

Mayra is begging for more mark apparently haha and I'm just giving up on this class, nothing in particular. Thanks for asking.

Muka desperate markah  

nenek kebayan 

another beggar haha

my personal favourite poem recitation !
sumpah best and creepy gila.
and i think dr liked it too. kudos syuhaida !

I am sooo done with this semester. Still, need to survive ! Lusa dah nak kena perform dramaaaaa

p/s : Thanks for singing me birthday song in front of the restaurant :') so sweet of you guys. Thanks

Update: 3 students were chosen to recite poem and represent USM in an event with the ministers and I don't know how and why but somehow, I was one of them hahahahaha.
I was already a part of the drama team with the seniors (same event) and my costume for that part was the opposite. My role for that one was to look girly. Lol. Someone needs a make up assistant that can do the job quickly.

Henna day :)

Right after my maghrib prayer and all , I found myself switching on my laptop, typing 

"How to get rid of Indian henna"

in the Google engine search box , quickly hitting 'Enter'.

Tons of suggestions came out in a split second

 and non of them are the tips to get rid  of henna but to fade them away... in a week. 

I mean , seriously?  T_T  

I just stared at the screen nervously before my eyes darted towards various types of henna drawings on my legs. Literally on my legs.

So Allia just bought this one tube of henna last night :)
The colour of the henna remained mysterious until this evening as the confused uncle/shopkeeper seemed not to understand our question last night.

"What colour is this one, anne ?" as Allia pointed out at one small blue tube with RM2 sticker on it.

"A'ah." he replied with mouth half opened  -________-

lol

Ok thats not the point.

This evening, we decided to try the henna . Yaaay . Finally . Weeeeee. 

After Zuhr, I started painting Allia's fingers with the thick pitch black henna before she did mine. Nana came to play along later on and everybody had henna on their fingers ! :)
despite of the smudged colours, our fingers looked so emo-ish. haha

Not long after that, they both started drawing Sun on my left calf and seeing the pretty art, I requested for a butterfly ; 

"Allia, nak butterfly macam Ted dalam How I Met Your Mother."

"Okay. Say no more Anis."

and I got one, similar as this one. 

Well not as pretty as Ted's but well, close enough . . . to a butterfly.

I fall asleep as those two continued drawing on my legs, expressing their arts with the dark-brown-almost-black henna. Legs splayed , left leg for Nana and right leg for Allia ; did not realize the plots in their ceative brains.

Two hours later ....

 I woke up only to find one eye under my knee , a name , a sun and a male organ on my left calf while right calf was more lively with butterfly and sprinkles of dots as the background, a lollipop , a wave (?) and a Sushi King logo -_-

now again, how do I get rid of this male organ on my leg ?

Google seriously has no solution this time around -____-

learning photoshop

As I write this, you will notice that I've changed my blog template. 

Watching movies for two days in a row somehow made myself tired and I started to have eye-bags and dark circles. So I thought about doing something else.

And I decided to learn about Photoshop. 

After years of trying to actually learn it. 

Yeah I know that I always ordered people to teach me about photoshop and all. In fact, since the school years. But I put no effort to it because being lazy as I am, photo-editing is also not my forte. Haha. Just look how terrible my Instagram photos are. You don't have to look far for the proof. 

Besides, I'm seriously not good with technology, gadgets, gizmos and apps. 

Anyway, after putting enough thoughts in it, I rummaged through the YouTube search box, finding myself typing 'phototshop cs3 tutorial' as I held my breath .
Finally . I'm doing it. I always knew that I will learn photoshop sooner or later. It's just about finding the right mood, you know. 

So I opened one and waited for the buffer impatiently. 

The tutorial was seriously easy. Very easy. In fact, after watching it, I believed I can master the art of photoshop in no time. Yes, I have faith in this. Even I'm not one of those techno geek, this photoshop thing is just so easy. No wonder people in the world are doing this.

I downloaded a few photos and decided to make a new header for my blog. 

After an hour struggling with the photoshop, deleting this and that, re-doing the touch up and a little bit adjustments , I finally came out with this. 

*flipshair 

I know right. Even the font is bizarre and something. I knew it. I am good at this, guys. So I tried editing another one and came out with even a prettier result. Teeeheee

Duhhh. This is just a piece of cake. Not that I spent a long time at it. Just half an hour adjusting the fonts and another half trying to save it in the right folder. Lol.

After a few minutes of admiring my art, I tried to edit another one and chose this photo.

Now, how am I going to cut the vaera.com words ? How do I just crop that part only ? And what does this button lasso do? Why is it not working ? Oh maybe I should use the eraser. Well, maybe not. Hem , did I click on brush just now ? What's happening with the colour. 

Okay. That's it! Photoshop is so hard. 

I should just edit them with my phone instead.

I'm not doing this when there's so many buttons trying to confuse me. 

Well at least I can say I tried....