and then our exile

Friday, March 17, 2006 at 6:35 a.m.
have two hours to finish final version, and am four hundred words over the word limit.
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drama149 yesterday was devastating, emotionally draining, successive cascades of freezing water - dealing with rape, apathy, dying children, loss of innocence, the helplessness faced by those suffering from chronic illness, exploitative psychologists.
theatre a beautiful, weighted, profound thing.
sammerai said...
at least you're over and not under...
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basit said...
but i can make things up as filler, this is not problem. deleting though is excruciating..
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said...
you know, i can still remember the chills i felt in the psych scene in drama as john reached towards holden. *shudder* that was an effective scene but really really creepy
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said...
that was intense. i felt i could really identify with them and it was so sad... i have huge respect for people who can make themselves cry on stage. i sure can't, but i wish that could, because it takes a lot of talent. but then again, considering that i can't cry in front of most ppl, unless they are my best friend and i absolutely can't hold it in (which hasnt happened for a long time), it would be like a miracle if i could cry on stage since it would be crying in front of so many people and i dont like to show my weaknesses and vulnerablities. crying feelings really good sometimes though, because it is a form of catharsis (hehe i like that word).
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