To be honest I'm tired but fuck it.

Technically I have already exceeded 300 posts, I'm supposed to stop now. But no, I'll continue to annoy you with my lame, pathetic lil' jokes of mine. Too bad muthafugger.

Speaking of fuggers, well not really. I mean, the word fuck. Today, for the first time I got caught by higher authority saying fuck. Oooo, there goes my awesome reputation for guaikia. Fuck it.

Stat of the day : Fuck said 6 times in 9 sentences.

These few days have been really tiring and busy, but extremely fun as well. I'm just kidding about the busy part, its my choice. But really, tiring. Nomad rehearsals reach 8.30 and peer pressure causes me to go for dinner with my friends. At the same time splashing out pocket money till there's a metaphorical hole in it.

To be honest, with the amount of time I am given to prepare for my roles, if it even is a role, I screw up much more than any other performer in my class does. I screw up lines so bad I don't know what I'm talking about. You can very easily identify it when I screw up, because when I do.. I'll stumble on words, I'll pause for about 3 seconds looking at the audience blankly, I'll end my sentence with "stuff." Here's an example.

... = stumbles
Uhm = gulps
Stuff = totally forgot the next few lines
BEWARE! = End of announcement one.

"WARNING! WARNING! The temperature would be very unpredictable, such that one moment it rains, but after 10 minutes, it would be very... sunny, and humid. Uhm, the world population is decreasing drastically due to more heat related deaths, this is because.. of the extreme.. heat, and stuff.. BEWARE! BEWARE!"

I really doubt anyone but the people in my class would have understood what I just said.

Even though I may not seem like it (i think), I really am nervous about what I do. Especially when I have a mic to cling on to and have an enormous cardboard television above my head. I try really hard to remember what to say. Its like I know, but I can't seem to say it when the time comes.

So.. as you classmates probably know. I hide the so-called fear by telling lame jokes to people, playing with my mic. What I would like to call having fun, peacing, laughtering, and calming down people's nerves. Although some might argue that what I'm doing is "annoying". How flattering :)

Anyway, moving on. I'm really looking forward to NOMAD. Honestly, I can't help but imagine how the view would be like, how awesome the atmosphere would be, as we sang along to the "theme song" of our performance. Well, apart from that. I also thought how happy, how romantic such an occasion would be for fellow schoolmates. Oh yeah you know what I'm talkin' about. And... now I'm sad. I'm kidding. I just love making fun of people's misery. Well, my misery. Pardon my insanity.

I wish you were here.

-Renald
"And you know what the best part was? I got the chance to fall in love with you, all over again."
- Shrek