我和我和他和他

Chinese drama is but a distant memory.. Feel so old all of a sudden. Months of preparation smolder on stage in less than an hour. Seems like a dream almost forgotten, can't really be sure if it happened that way.

Last night I watched a Chinese drama performance in the school's cultural centre theatre. It's the title of this blog entry and the classical work of 台湾著名戏剧家赖声川, though I've never heard of him :( Well, I only managed to understand like 70% of the show, and the rest was a blur, I’m still thinking about it, hmm. Maybe I have to be exposed to more of such dramas in order to understand them. To be honest, I've watched about 5 Chinese dramas and an English one during my JC days, but none of them seem to etch in my memory.

Yesterday was a bit of a treat for me :) Walking past the tickets person who tore my ticket and said with a sincere smile "Enjoy your show", walking along the aisle from which I could see the grand curtain that hid the stage, inhaling the smell of air-con and carpeted floor, then brushing across the rows of cushion seats, with lights slightly dimmed and the sound of constant, quiet chatter as the theatre slowly fills with audience. Finally settling down into my seat, I imagined the crew backstage all fired up and ready to present their performance. The music fades away, the lights dim to darkness, and the show began.

(:

I had an interesting conversation with my sister today. She started by telling me the dream she had last night, which in my opinion isn't as interesting as mine, haha :) After which she continued describing an incident that happened at home when we were very young, but to my dismay I couldn't recall any part of it. It's funny cos sometimes listening to the remarks the little ones in church make, I find it hard to believe that I was also like them before, almost as if laughing at them is the same as laughing at myself.

According to my sister (I'm beginning to doubt her credibility) we were at home and were taking turns to throw a soccer ball into a basket situated at the front of the bicycle. While it was supposed to be my turn, she continued throwing. After a while, I sat on the floor and asked angrily why she kept on throwing when it was supposed to be my turn. She admitted today that she knew at that time she gave a very stupid excuse, and I was infuriated more by her stupid excuse. So we stopped playing with the ball and went on to argue about her stupid excuse, and I said "你讲的都没有道理的,你应该说,因为好玩" and she replied, "好咯,因为好玩", then I continued "你刚才又没有讲".

嗨,小孩子…