Alright. Perhaps I was a little cranky yesterday about the whole ‘typical’ thing. It just gets to me sometimes. Like the fact how people want to be known and heard and have their existence aknowledged. It’s kind of like having this blog, for instance. Everything about it screams me, me, me. I mean, really. How self-centred does that sound? And yet I still sit, yet I still write. Perhaps this is the tiny place where I’m allowed to express my thoughts with no interruptions. But then again, that sounds typical and selfish too. Aih. PMS is doing a lot more damage than I thought it would. Guys, don’t pretend to understand what PMS is all about. Trust us girls, you have no idea.
About the mock trial thing, I’m to play the PP. Whoopee doo. I should sound more grateful, but I can’t help it. I was a DC back in matrics, I’m tired of playing counsel roles who have to stay professional and composed all the time. I was totally going for the MPD accused role because she was nutty, so in that way, people would see that I’m not as serious as they think I am. I’m completely capable of being insane. Ok, that last sentence sounded weird. Ah well. It’s still a role. I might try out for Drama Club if this mock trial thingie goes well, Insya Allah. The DC this time around is none other than Munibah, who played my Junior DC back in matrics, while I was Senior DC. Now we’re playing against each other. How ironic. =)
It was a dreary day today. Strange. I’m a lot happier than I was yesterday.
Enough said here.
