Marlina's entries, The Royal ARbritator

Not the best day of my life (-_-)

First day of the acting class.. If people walk near the theatre they might hear my straight terrible and long AAAAAAAAAAAA!!! And thought that someone just killed a frantic orang utan in there!
Mr Tanto teach me vocal and some body movement (looks like Yoga movement to me) :P and throw me a bit theory about stage thingy.. It was such a nice day...

But, (yes, there's a but) when i came home from the class.. There's a little family discussion with my younger Brother and my Dad, we talked about the girl who killed herself by jumping from somewhere on the third or fourth floor of one of the plaza in my city.
Well, after that discussion... I told my Dad about this acting class thingy (I haven't told him and feel so bad about it) and he start to give this long lecture about how unsafe that place is and no people like us in there (chinese born). And so on and so on and in the end, he said that i cannot continue the training anymore because of the security issue.

So i start to sniffle and cry like a mad girl (the tears just won't stop streaming down like waterfall!) Jeezz... being a teenage girl! *bangs head on the computer table* So after another bucketloads of tears and tellin him that i need this stuff to continue, my Dad finally said that i can continue if only my younger brother or my older brother accompany me to the class!

Now, i will not pass every Monday without my brothers laughing about my falls terrible straight AAAAAAAAAA!!!

(-_-) Today certainly is not the best day of my life (other than the acting class of course) ;)

What have i get myself into?!

Oh-My-God. Is the first phrase in my head when i first saw Mr Tanto, my now acting mentor days ago at The North Sumatera Culture Park. He looks more like a gangster than a stage director. He 's a real Indonesian unlike me (I'm a chinese born in Indonesia), he's got a rocker hair and a black moustache. Not that i'm a racist, but from his appearance I was discourage right away but find it impossible to just turn back and go home. So I chatted with him for a while, he said that he'd directed plays and soap operas. From the way he said it, I can figure slightly that he knows a lot about theatre and acting, or at least for me he sounds passionate enough about them. But other that lookin up at Alan, i'm still not quite sure if this (theatre) is something i really wanted to do, so i asked for his contact number, save it and excuse myself.

Then, i went to school the other day. I told my best friends about the idea of me gettin into theatre thingy like Alan. Apparantely, they thought that i was out of my mind... I couldn't really disagree with them because the idea indeed sounds ludacris for them. But then, the more i hear their prejudice objection with the idea, the more i wanted to prove to them that this can work! somehow... So i dial Mr Tanto's cellphone number and ask him whether he can train me from the basic, and after an on and on negotiation, in the end he settled me a once a week lesson every Monday (start tomorrow) at the North Sumatera Culture Park Theatre.

And  now after a nice cup of warm tea and a couple of biscuits i'm thiking about this and start sayin to myself, "For the love of Alan Rickman, what have i get my STUPID ASS into?! This is a REAL theatre! Not somekind of imagination in a daydream!" (*_*)

FREEKZ :)

Uhm... I was doing a lot of thinking lately, due to the lack of activity on this holiday. Time seems to stop for a while last night.
I was spending some times with my friends the day before, thanks God they're all back from vacation and well, they're the best kind of friends that i know. Eum, and i always try to spent more time with them than any other friends, whether it was talking, watching movies or just sitting on a porch without talking to each other and do each other things silently. That for me, is... very precious, more than anything in the world (except Alan Rickman of course *sniggers*). We called ourselves FREEKZ (combination of the word FREEZE and FREAK?, it's not make sense i know... But well, it sounds cool at the time :P) They're officially part of me since very long time ago and i have to say that it's quite hard for me to even think about separating with them.
Which is highly impossible because we're going to SEPARATE!

Well, not now actually, but some time a year from now. You see, i'm planning to get a drama education somewhere in England (my Parents still can't quite agree with it because of the so far of a distant, but it can all be sort out what i need is nice grades and immense determination), so ehm.. Nik just told me Yesterday that her parents wants her to study somewhere in Canada. Gin is positively going to Singapore to get all that degrees she wanted to (Lucky her, at least she can meet Tiwi there, my other best friend who got a scholarship to Singapore 2 years ago) and Jac will stay here in Medan because she loves being a tour guide.

If everything went right and smooth, we, each of us will walk our own road and we won't see each other for a very long period of time. Eugh, it's a horrid thought really... They're a mess, my best friends, all four of them (they never bother to read my blog, well they don't use the computer much, so i can speak freely about them in here ;P) They are lazy, crazy and a pain in the ass sometimes but i love them for it!
It's like a little spices here and there in my life.

I know this entry might bored some people to death. But well, i have to write this out so i can go on with my life today... hehehe... It's ego talking ;)

PS: The picture is a little Alan feast for the eyes from Snow Cake.

God didn't save the queen this time.

England vs Portugal (1-2) England lost the world cup with penalties this early morning 00:45 (Indonesia West Time). So sad... They were playing so hard. But it's what a game is, eh? About winning and losing. I wonder what Alan will comment about this hell of a match.
Talking about teh man, why did dear ol' Alan look soooooo tired lately?
This picture was taken a couple of days back (30th June to be presice) on the renaming ceremony at the old Albery Theatre (now Noel Coward), London. He look so fine in that white shirt and classy suit, he looks so brilliant! especially teh hair, i love it, but those eyes looks... totally exhausted! Like he was trying to tell the whoever took the picture that night to just stop taking pictures and bugger with someone else without hurting his/her feeling.
Poor lad, in my knowledge he's  constantly working from one project to another since the late 2004, but dear God! He never really look this tired before! In this one he look like he could actually just crouch down on his arms at the table, close his eyes and sleep! (-_-')
Alfan from the GB said that he needs to chill, relax and have a holiday. I flatly said AYE to that! Hell, i don't care if he takes days of chillin en relaxin to be refreshed. I can wait patiently in the GB for that and MNiRC won't due till October aight?