Though I haven’t had time to fix up my Hello Kitty cuteness skin, this new blog has worked out well with no spam coming in the comments except for rude high school students who have nothing better to do with their lives than to abuse me about how crap I am and my lack of a life.

Costuming for CSE Revue has been a lot of work in recent times with many pairs of pants needing to be made. Poor Jane – carting around heavy rolls of Satin. Our sweatshop last Saturday was literally a sweatshop. 4 girls, 3 sewing machines and a hell lot of fabric.

We also took some time out to appear as extras in one of the videos Jeremy and Craig were taking. I don’t understand why people would like to be extras because it involves a lot of standing around doing the same action multiple times until the director is satisfied. I mean as a central actor where there is a more substantial scene, that would be worth it, but a mere extra doesn’t have it great. I’d rather be an actuary.

I’ve watched the entire second season of Veronica Mars last weekend. It’s great and I’m in love with Logan.

Also, the Wow Hits 2005 album is a great album if you are a fan of Christian music.

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So I’ve been abusing my internet access at uni on my laptop <3 considering that it’s faster to upload on the wireless university network then on my lousy connection at home…. so now all those pics I’ve been promising I’d upload are finally all here! YAY!

But everything is organised in sets for those people who want to see photos from certain events, and feel free to browse the photostream, but everything in the sets gets uploaded in reverse chronological order (which is not inline with the descriptions) and in a vague random order as I upload as mood takes me.

My Nang Hong pics aren’t all up yet, I’m still sifting through my lot and Christina’s lot which I just got around to getting a copy of last weekend. And I’ve still got a whole bunch of random pics to go =D

A highlights of the things I’ve got online are:

My sexy Laptop <3.

A car driving over a garden, opps!

Mega Cute David. awwww….

Last night I went to see the Royal New Zealand Ballet perform Trinity. I bought the tickets when I renewed my ballet subscription last year and I had really good seats, almost from the center of the first row in the dress circle.

It was simply beautiful.

The first part was Esquisses – a classical ballet piece by Christopher Hampson. It was set to Piano studies by Alkan which were so lovely to the ear, the music at times haunting or joyful. It really made me want to listen to more music by him. I found that the interpretation into dance wasn’t always smooth, for me I thought at times it was a bit lost in translation. In this piece, I enjoyed the males dance pieces a lot more. The lines were really clean and powerful.

The second part was Banderillero which was set to tradition Chinese music. I really enjoyed this one. The music was among the kind that I’ve heard many times in the past watching videos with my parents and I half expected the overly made up dancers of Chinese opera to come out. But the marriage of Western dance and Oriental music was perfect in my opinion. I also liked in particular that the actors that were on the side watching the dancers were not neglected in that they had maintained the act of the dance and not just standing their twiddling their thumbs. It’s a small detail, but it just made it more awesome.

The third part was Les Noces. This was more of a dance theatre piece, with all the dancers in acting style costume. It was telling the story of a wedding and had a lot of movement. Though I haven’t gone to see enough Ballet to be able to interpret stories very well, the story wasn’t too hard to decipher, being a wedding where the parents weren’t approving, people got drunk and a lot of wild dancing. It was set to operatic kind of music and where the male voices dominated, male dancers were moving and same for females. It ended on a weird note where the married couple were walking on the wedding party.

I thought it was a great union of dances. You had the classical, the contemporary and the theatrical pieces. The execution was beautiful. What I really enjoyed as a whole, was that the costumes weren’t overpowering and the sets were very plain and simple. The lighting was used to capture mood and was the main star of the show. I prefer that kind of simplicity. Seeing Sleeping Beauty last year, though the costumes were undeniably beautiful, the lavishness of it all seemed suffocating for me. This was all about the dance.

It was a lovely night.

I saw Diem today, she works at Suite 62 in Wynyard when I went in to check out some clothes. Diem and I went to TNTT together, she’d be about 3-4 years younger than me.

She asked me if I was still there at TNTT and she was surprised that I still was, because it’s been a while since I’ve bumped into her at church.

Diem now also teaches youth group – at Hillsong church. I asked her how she got into it and she said that last year, she had a really tough time with her family and was really depressed – so her friend asked her to go to church with her. Ever since then, she goes to the church regularly and started doing youth group about 6-7 months ago.

She’s admits to not being the party girl anymore. She also said that the most important thing is faith, and she’s not afraid to seek it in a Catholic church, or in a Christian church.

Diem is a lot more mature now – I guess getting in touch with her faith and working full-time doing part-time uni has wrought that change in her.

I’m very happy for her.

Over time, people change. It’s incredible the things that happen to a person and how they adapt to become different people. And though their essence is the same, their perspective and their reactions morph to be things that previously would be incomprehensible to them.

Change is never necessarily for the better, but is merely a reaction from interaction with the world. Being exposed to society, to learn what is ‘socially acceptable’ and what is not, to experience everything that happens around them.

And no one can merely be just an observer. The observation is partcipation in itself.

Strangely enough, alienation is another form. Without the feeling of society that one has grown with, finding similar creatures to empathise with – that wroughts another change.

Who knows what one will be tomorrow.