Words of a Stranger

Waxing lyrical of the crappy details of my life and my views with a healthy dose of cynicism, sarcasm and everything you like about non-wholesome movies.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

What do you call a blog that advertises for other blogs?

I have neglected this page so long!! How deeply have I sinned...

Yeah yeah, stop coughing.

Check out http://pychong1.wordpress.com/ for a good read. Mother's blog. For runners and marathoners and divers and travellers. This is old school humour people.

Actually, that's all I have right now. Heh.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Humans need egos to survive; we'd die if we fully comprehend what idiots we are.

Visit my other blog! I'm thinking I may need to tweak the focus a little, it's very egoistic right now, but yah...

http://movingcentrestage.blogspot.com/

By the way, I have lost all hope of ever getting my *ahem* out for dinner. So there goes a fine guy.

I have, however, made it into Phunk Patrol. YESH!!!

Oo yeah, oo yeah, oo yeah...

Sunday, November 09, 2008

The road to dream is a steep one. Think of it as a variant of natural selection.

Today I auditioned for Dragones Latinos, and got through. Tomorrow I'm auditioning for Phunk Patrol.

I wonder if I should start a new blog on my new path. The road to dream. Well, it's nice if google pays for it, but first I need a following for it right?

Try it out. Go on for till maybe June next year. Then ask Adsense.

Basically, I did this audition thing without telling anybody important to me. Because everybody most important to me think it's a waste of time. I don't blame them. I wish they would stop blaming me. I'm not the one regretting pulling out of classical ballet, they are. Make no mistake, I don't regret having the training, but I'm not looking back. I think I made the right choice.

This new path is going to mean a high price for me. Aside from balancing schoolwork (which will be horrible next term) and training, I gotta get a source of income, to pay for all flamenco, salsa and (if I get through auditions tomorrow) hip hop training. If I can, I'd love to take up part time with one of the theatres. I'll talk to a certain prof about it. Meanwhile, I'm looking at small-time shops where I'm more comfortable working.

There are some jobs I hope not to touch, because I'm not confident about them. But if pushed to it I'll take anything. Hopefully, I can make enough to pay for the new training I'm going to do, so I can leave everybody out of it as much as possible, hopefully to the point that they forget about it. Because I fully intend to tell them. Starting with my mum.

Lord help me. I know what I want. I just don't know if I have the strength to pay the price. I have to. I can't trust myself to sustain anything else.

About that tagboard. Let me find a way to get a permanent one that doesn't need tagging maintainence.