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Monday, November 30, 2009

Jeph is officially a Sailor!!!!!

Can't wait to see him after Christmas.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

All I needed was a chance to prove to the world, to the people around me who don't know that I have this feeling and this ability inside of me that I can do this.
I can do this.
I can do this.

All I needed was a chance.

But, no.

You know what, I will rock it. I will make you regret.

Eff the world. I am doing this on my own.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Lady Gaga

I always thought that Lady Gaga was one of those same old artists who got famous because show showed her tits and had weird fashion sense.

Well, after watching this video of her at NYU before she was famous, I changed my mind.

Born on March 28, 1986, in Yonkers, New York, the eldest child of Italian American parents Joseph and Cynthia Germanotta,[3][4] at age 11 she was set to join Juilliard School in Manhattan,[5] but instead attended Convent of the Sacred Heart, a private Roman Catholic school.[6] Playing piano by ear from the age of 4, she went on to write her first piano ballad at 13 and began performing at open mike nights by age 14.[7] At age 17, she gained early admission to the New York University's Tisch School of the Arts. There, she studied music and improved her songwriting skills by composing essays and analytical papers focusing on topics such as art, religion and socio-political order.[7][8] She later withdrew from the school to focus on her musical career.[9]


Some people are really talented after all.


Done, done, and done!

I am surprised that I survived these few days.
I am even more surprise that I survived today!

Had Chicago callbacks this morning/noon/afternoon/ entire day.
And I thought that it went pretty well. Everyone is dying to be in the show, and everyone brought their game. The ladies were all fierce. An observer said that if they'd send us to war, we would made everyone drop their weapons and scurry away. Which was true, the tension and energy was insane and everyone was probably at their most competitive time of their lives.

I personally thought that I did pretty well in the audition besides the fact that some misunderstanding happened towards the end because I didn't get to read the monologue of the character that I was called back for. And I was told by the stage manager that everyone did except for me, and I did get to prove myself 'worthy' for the part. I was devastated, and I cried right after everyone left.
I fell asleep at the lobby at the theatre and woke up after 30 minutes after to get ready for our last performance of Carousel.

We had a great closing show, and I was extremely happy and grateful that my framily (friends who are family) came to support me in this little ensemble role that I had. :)

After the show was done, we had to dissemble all the lights, props, and sets that was build for the show. Insane. I am exhausted.


Moment of truth on Tuesday when I find out if I make the cut. Pray for me.
I am and will be Velma.

I just realized that I just wrote a random post.
hah. mind me.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

The Show Must Go On

So this past week was spent on long rehearsals, full dress, tech, Opening night, to the Sunday Matinee Show. Not that I am complaining about the long time spent in the entire process, but I would be lying to myself and everyone if I smiled and said I love every minute of this.
Right. I know that I will and want to do this for the rest of my life, but sometimes in whatever circumstances, the show MUST go on.

Last Sunday during the Matinee performance, my underskirt aka. bloomers fell on stage TWICE in the first act! And I only go on stage 3 times during the first act. Damn it.
I sang the wrong pitch (but it was when everyone else was singing so I doubt anyone heard it, but still I felt stupid), I bowed with the boys, instead on just bowing with the girls and I was the only one who did that.
There's a part when my dance partner lifted me and sat me on the table. Instead of doing that, I was rammed unto the corner of that uber hardwood table and got a fat a** bruise on my left hip bone. But that didn't happen on Sunday. Still, I was in great pain, and I had to smile my way through the end of the dance.

I don't know what was I thinking. I was just out of my mind! Bleh.
As I've said, the show MUST GO ON.

When I was in Saugatuck, I never felt exhausted in anyway because that was all we did. I loved performing every night and we did 6 shows a week for 3 weeks! I was not bored at all. Lived the life of a Rock Star. And right now, I am tired. The only thing that is keeping me for screaming at the top of my lungs is that 2 extra days off for Thanksgiving Break.

I love what I do, I am just riding the struggle bus between being so physical in my 3 dance classes, memorizing lines in a different dialect in my Acting class, work, and then go do the show at night, and continue memorizing more lines in between. By the time I get home, I don't even wanna shower anymore. I just want to pass out!

I can do this. I can do this. And this will make me a better person.

On the other hand, I auditioned for Chicago (the Musical of course) and I was one of the three girls to get called back for Velma (Catherine Zeta Jones' part in the movie). I am freaking happy!
*more lines to memorize. Wtv.*
Call backs are this Saturday. Please pray for me. I really want this. I'm going to graduate with a bang!!!!

Note to self. Keep holding on, cuz you're gonna make it through.
Things will be awesome after this week.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Carousel Review

``Carousel'' -- Classic American musical by Rodgers & Hammerstein that combines passion and danger to tell a story of redemption and the power of love, collaboration with Western's University Theatre and School of Music, 8 p.m. Nov. 13-14, 19-21, 2 p.m. Nov. 15, Laura V. Shaw Theatre, Gilmore Theatre Complex, WMU. $20, $15 seniors and WMU faculty/staff, $5 students $5 (269) 387-6222.


Special to the Gazette

KALAMAZOO -- In the lush, sweeping Rodgers and Hammerstein musical ``Carousel,'' there is both lightness and weight: a beautiful and surprisingly dark underbelly provides an anchor to the kind of levity one generally expects in a big, sweeping musical.

And, at the hands of Director Jay Berkow and an extraordinary cast, crew and orchestra, the University Theatre's production of what has been deemed the best musical of the 20th century is exceptional.

From the first to last moments, the stage is sumptuously full; with never a lull, this 2 1/2-hour show moves beautifully, and the story and characters are revealed through action rather than relying primarily on songs to explain what's going on.

Set in a 19th-century Maine seaside town, ``Carousel'' tells the story of one flawed man's struggle to find and redeem himself and the ripple effects he has on those he loves.

Performances are solid throughout the show. The ensemble is particularly wonderful: dances choreographed by Kirsten Harvey are, at turn, balletic and acrobatic. Big numbers, like ``June is Bustin' Out All Over'' and ``A Real Nice Clambake,'' are delightful.

Individual performances vary. Ben Maters brings swagger and a strong voice as Billy; Chelsea Morgan's gorgeous voice and grounded presence create a lovely Julie, although she lacks depth of emotion in pieces such as ``What's the Use of Wondrin'?''

Secondary characters Carrie and Enoch, portrayed by Adelina Feldman-Schultz and Ahren Rehmel, are the true stars of this show, with deliciously nuanced performances. Billy Casey's sleazy yet genuinely hilarious Jigger, Ashley Travis's gorgeous Agnes De Mille lyrical dance sequence and Dru Daniels' ``You'll Never Walk Alone'' are among the show's highlights.

Musical direction by David E. Little and his orchestra are a treat. Denise Dietrich's set -- from the painted panels depicting cherry blossoms to frame the stage, to a fabulously malleable carousel and sky that opens up -- effectively creates a 19th-century New England feel, as do Kathryn Wagner's costumes in muted colors and Melanie A. Berg's excellent lights.

The mark of a good musical, it has been said, is when the audience leaves humming a song. In this production of ``Carousel,'' that song very well may be a silly and lighthearted ditty about a clambake, but that in no way diminishes or masks the superior artistry -- the real tragedy and redemption -- onstage. In addition to humming a tune, one also leaves this show feeling transformed.

credits to mlive.com

Saturday, November 14, 2009


Yay! Tis been a great week. Although I was wishing that the weekend could quickly come even though it was Monday at that time, but I guess, with all those late 6 hour rehearsals, the week did end pretty fast. Even better, one of my dance classes was canceled yesterday because of departmental auditions.
That extra hour of sleep, certainly did make my day :)

Here's my pin curled hair effect after Opening Night. Makes me look 10 years older. I can't understand why curls make Caucasians look sexy, and all it does is add age to Asians.
And, the heavy stage make up. Bleh.

Chelsea and I with our bloomers. Also known as undergarments back in the 1800's.
I guess if we were caught walking around like that back then, we would be stoned to death! Lol.
We were waiting to put our wigs on.

Ashley applying make up.

Alicia playing Mrs. Mullin. A melodramatic and extremely funny character, with of course, crazy make up.

One of my best friends Sexy Billy the villain and I

Brian, Alicia, and I camwhoring.
Here's my Mama Geisha look.
Brian and Sammy my favorite person!

Tyler who sits right next to me in the make up room, he sounds exactly like Josh Groban.
Insane. Amazing voice. To die for!

Here's Matt, one of the Swings.
A Swing is a person who is understudying several characters. It is a gift, I personally don't think I can play a few characters with no pre-rehearsal no nothing. If someone gets hurt, you just get thrown on stage expecting to know every line, blocking, and cue.

Carousel Promo Video.

Haha, I think you can catch me in a glimpse in several parts. And of course I look extremely Asian. Not that I'm not not Asian, but that hair. Gosh. It just enhances it. Lol.

Some people have asked me how was it like to act in a play/musical over and over again. For several weeks. Don't I get bored?
Well, every show is different. The audiences are different every time. Of course we'll have to keep the show fresh by really connecting with the character and giving him/her a personal background story that is not scripted and not go on autopilot.

It was a Presidential Performance today, which means we performed for uber important VIPs of the University, the Dean, the Donors, and Sponsors. It was a great experience.
It was one of the first few times that I got extremely moved by the reaction of the audience.
It was the first time for me looking right at the audience, and seeing them sobbing and wiping tears off their faces, made tears roll down my cheeks and during curtain call, I was just smiling so much just so nobody could see my wet emo face.
Awesome. I was really moved.

I wished mom and dad would see me in this musical. Although I did not play a big character, but you would love this show. <3

Hope I do you proud mum and dad!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Quote of the Day

Dance Teacher: Just imagine the steps in your head during your spare time, and you will be able to do it for real.

Yenn: Are you sure? I look really pretty dancing in my mind, but when it comes to real life, I dance like a Hippo!

Dance Teacher: ........

I wished I was technically trained since I was a kid. Note to self, first out of class curriculum for my kids would be either gymnastics, or ballet. Done.

Carousel is opening tomorrow!

Sunday, November 08, 2009

Party Night Rambles

With the insane schedule that I have right now, I would really do anything to be able to hangout with my best friends and I am glad that I did these past two weeks.
It takes off the stress and burden that I sometimes carry around, and I am grateful for them being there listening to me rant my face off.


TomYum Steamboat night at Cheryl's!
Go Shock Top. Could you recognize the tune that I was blowing to?
Sorry if it wasn't too obvious, I just can't keep a straight face.

Not that I hate the typical American House Parties, I guess it is just not my thing.
I'd rather, spend time talking about everything under the stars and doing the absolute stupid things over my favorite cider beers, rum and diet, and of course any sort of cocktails at a chillax bar. Then again, I still prefer dinner tables because it creates a more intimate feel.

Even when it comes to clubbing, as much as I'd like to deny, I love the club scene. Only when I have my friends around me though. I like the feeling of knowing that if anything happens to me (like when a random scary horny looking guy starts coming behind me, wanting to grind) my girlfriends will swoop in and just pull me away.

Maybe that's what I want. Maybe partying for me isn't trying to get to know some other people. Or in American terms, getting laid.

So what if I don't seem cool, I like being boring in that sense.
Haha... as if I even have the time for parties. Bleh. I want to ride a bull right now.

Bleh. I don't even know what is the purpose of this post. Full of ramblings.
*wipes runny up nose with sleeve*

Saturday, November 07, 2009

I don't like stuffy noses.

Carousel is opening this coming Thursday. Come support!

Thursday, November 05, 2009

Quote of the day

Simple Cheryl: "Eh, if you wear this in Malaysia, you'll get shot lah!"

*YenN: "Yeah lo, how ar? My winter jacket is Red and my sweat pants are all in the Greenish/Bright Bluish hue?"

Simple Cheryl: "People don't even wear sweat pants in Malaysia!"

*YenN: "Owh Yeah. I really will get shot."

Being so used to not caring what others think about me, really?
If I were to be in Malaysia at this instant, I would be categorized as a slop *for wearing sweats*, lala *for leggings*, seafood *because I say so*, harajuku *for color clashing*, typical female Mat rempit *for skinny jeans and high top sneakers*, and whatever else category you want to put me.

Die, I will get shot.

Flu season, getting sick. FML.

Sunday, November 01, 2009

T'was the Night

Since this was the last Halloween Celebration in Kalamazoo for most of us *meaning those who transferred here the same time*, we decided to go all out.

A month ago, the girls and I have been cooking up a plan to dress up as a group. We had in mind, *The Seven Deadly Sins* and *Moulin Rouge*. After giving much though, we chose to be the Burlesque Dancers because we get to go with the same theme, but be individuals at the same time.
Three weeks ago, the girls and I decided to perform for the Halloween event.
Two weeks ago, we started deciding which songs we wanted to use.
One week ago, Drummer Jon Chong decided to do a collaboration performance. Drums, light, DJ-ing, Dance, Interactive... all in one 45 minute performance.

With everyone's extremely different schedules, Lynn and I being in NYC for 4 days, and my intensive rehearsals till late night for Carousel, we only managed to meet up less than 10 times altogether. I swear.

Come to think about it, Moulin Rouge and Burlesque Girls... Ain't mucha difference.
But you get what I mean.

Well, the best part of Halloween for me would always and will be the excitement of dressing up together, and being with friends. *awwww- sappy eyes*

In this case, you could see all boys and girls cramped up in a teeny weeny apartment getting all made up and hyped.
Love it.




And all that Jazz.

Jolene as the Angel.

My favorite picture of Cheryl, Lynn, and I


Gimmie Fierce!

Make up half done.

Cheryl + Amin = Freaking HAWT

And finally, we're off to Ellsworth Hall for the Halloween Dance organized by the International Program Council of WMU

I like being protected by strong men. lolx.

Jabbawoockeez from America's Best Dance Crew.
Guess who?

Joe Kelly. Long time no see!

Aziz ma Mexican. Como et tas.

While us girls got all sexy and bootylicious, our boys decided to be Babysitters from Hell.
We're missing one more. Amin was probably kidnapping some random baby at that time.

Don't the boys look like a scarier version of KISS?


One of my favorite costumes. Bega as Mario!

Burlesque Dancers.

With Rose as the elegant Greek Goddess.

Mikey, Jolene, Hariz, and I

Caitlyn Colleague dressed up as herself because she was working, Lynn and I

Mikey tryong to work those lips.

Izzah and Hassim ze Pimp.

Us girls.
From left: Yenni as the witch, Bobo Sexy Sailor, Izzah, My Phat Ass, Jeong Belly Dancer, Lynn, Cheryl, and Quzrin.

And as usual, Mikey tries to be one of us. :)

Here's a segment of our Girl's Dance. It was way to dark to really see.
Hope you like it though.

Happy Halloween