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Wednesday, July 28, 2010

New York

Good Morning World!

I am currently laying on my bed (or should I say my sister's and my bed), lazing around after being in and out of the city within the past 3 days. I am exhausted. Thank God for good friends who volunteered to drive 14 hours east to move my nonsense up here with me. Upon arriving, we basically went on a food eating spree. I mean, you can't blame us because we've been deprived of good Asian (especially Malaysian) food in Kalamazoo. Now that they have left, I am finally not a tourist anymore and I am settling down.

I have been submitting myself for various auditions through a website that I recently subscribed to. Finally, yesterday I went for my first professional New York audition for Spelling Bee! I must say that I was extremely fortunate to even be seen without going to the open call. At this point of life, I am glad that I am an Asian. I really hope that I get the part, even if I didn't I thought that I did pretty well so expect the worst and hope for the best?

I wish I could take a picture of where I am staying at right now but it is horrible because there is complete no storage space for me in the teeny tiny house and bedroom of my dear sister, so I am literally living out of my suitcase and boxes right now. not the most pleasant sight I must say. Lynn and I finally sat down together yesterday to figure out storage issues and thanks to www.walmart.com and their free shipping services, we bought a couple of drawers and other household items without having to go all the way to the store and carry em back.

Anyway, here are a couple of show pictures from Dirty Rotten Scoudrels :)


Ah, what a bitter sweet end to my summer.



Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Packing

I am in the process of packing, sorting, throwing, and giving away all my crap that I have hoarded in 3 years.
Never knew that it is going to be so difficult doing so.
Oh why do I have so much shit.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

My American Dream

Last day of the run. One more matinee show and I'll be back in the zoo packing up 3 years of my life and moving on to the next phase, the concrete jungle, the American dream.
Bloody hell, my stomach is churning just by thinking about it. I don't know if it is just anxiety or a mixture of excitement, joy, and 10 thousand other feelings inside me. Since I have graduated, I have not really felt like I am moving on just because I am still living in the same town (or many very close to the same town), and I am still living amongst the same group of people that I have been with for the past 3 years.
This time it is for real. It is a HUGE move for me.
I don't know how would I feel like giving away all the unnecessary nonsense that I have collected over the course of three years. It's like giving my life away! Ok, maybe not so dramatic. But you know what I mean.

I have started submitting myself to auditions in NYC and every time I click *submit* I pray, pray, pray, and hope that I will get an email or a call, or something back from the casting director. A couple of days ago I saw the listing for Spelling Bee in Miami. Of course I submitted myself to it, then I found out that due to popular demand, they will only be seeing Equity Actors. I am devastated.
I just want to work. I just want to work. I just want to work and stay here!

God please let me work. Let me stay. Let me live my American dream!

Friday, July 16, 2010

Spelling Bee

Don't know if many of you recall, but I did a production of The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee last year and I was just surfing youtube yesterday.

Look what I found?!



Please comment!

Thank you whoever that posted this up :)

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Give Them What They Want Cabaret



My One Night Stand
I know I posted this song a zillion times.
I wanted to try a new song which I have not sung before but for this event and crowd, I finally decided that this is the best performing choice.
Well, at least you don't see my crazy thick after show make up and false lashes up close like the other video :)



I Feel So Much Spring from the musical A New Brain
Not bad for a new song. We only learned the music and harmonies the day before.
I love this song. It is just so inspiring :)


Last week of Dirty Rotten Scoundrels!
Love.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

The 22nd

Oh Boy, 22 years old.
I feel old.

I found this video of my family celebrating my 20th birthday back in Malaysia 2 years ago.


Yes, I could be retarded at times.



This is my first time celebrating my birthday abroad.
I was blessed with a wonderful cast that surprised me with a huge cake during the intermission of Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. Parents who called me to remind me how loved I am. My sister who gave me a pair of nerdy glasses for my birthday which I thought was extremely adorable of her to do so. Amazing friends who celebrated with be back in Kalamazoo and made me feel special and loved.

Thank you all.

Friday, July 09, 2010

Fourth of July

The cast of Dirty Rotten Scoundrels were invited to walk in the Saugatuck Fourth of July Parade last Sunday to promote the theatre and the buy one free one pass for that special day. Unlike Malaysian parades that are usually extremely glamorous and expensive, parades that I have been to here are usually organized and participated by local communities, restaurants, and shops. It may not be as exciting and there may not be beautiful flower and balloon decorated floats, it somehow portray a sense of community, unity, and local pride.


Haha. This was a picture of myself with CHARM ALL STARS Malaysian Cheerleading Team performing at the Singapore's CHINGAY Parade in 2006.
I must say, it was a huge enormous event and probably the best experiences that I've ever had performing. 
Wow. I was so thin back then.

Anyway...


We arrived at the local middle school where everyone else met before the parade started.



As you can see, vehicles decorated and this picture above, a truck pulling a platform with the White House Bistro where the cast always hung out after the show for drinks and pizza. 


An old lady with her statue of Liberty Costume. Absolutely adorable. 
The people here are really patriotic. 


Former soldiers who got a little offended when I told them that I loved their costumes.
"These are not costumes. They are uniforms!"
Ooppss... I should just have kept my mouth shut and just said thank you after taking a picture with em.


3 of the other girls that I live with; Kayla, Kurt (my director), Megan, and Sam


Hannah (office asistant), Ricky (theatre manager), Nicole, moi, Cliff, and Danny (stage manager)


I was assigned to be the 'flyer girl'
My job was basically walking around during the parade to promote and give out our flyers for the buy one free one ticket and a free cabaret which is happening tonight after the show!


Getting ready to leave!
I guess I took on my mom's fear of the sun after being burnt the last time I went to the beach. 
Can't leave home without my fedora, sunnies, and sun-screen anymore.


All pumped for the parade on an extremely hot and sunny day!


While the others walk alongside our banner and cars, some had the privilege of seating on the back seats of classic convertibles throwing out candy to the crowd on the street.

  
Another one of the babies that we're in our crew


"Come see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels!!!!!!"
"It's buy one free one tonight and its an amazing show."
"I'm in it!!!"
"Want free tootsie rolls?"
Anything to promote.


Patriotism or what?!
Absolutely adorable!

It was great fun bonding with the cast while doing this with the local community. I ended up with a little farmer's tan because I totally forgotten that my only red top had longer sleeves. After the parade, we went to a local eatery that served the best breakfast and lunch in town. If you ever come to Saugatuck, please go to the ELBO ROOM. Unfortunately I don't have a picture of that place, but I will make a note to myself to take a picture when I go there again.


Here's just a few picks from their Breakfast Specials.
Doesn't sound too special, but sure taste so!


Pizza specials that caught my eye ;)


Here's what I ordered for Brunner (Breakfast + Lunch + Dinner) that day.
I didn't have time to eat before or after.
A Portabella Mushroom Sandwich served with Veggie Chips!
I've been on a Portabella Mushroom craze lately, I think I am slowly turning into a vegetarian.
Havarti Cheese, Spinach, Onion, Tomatoes, Sauteed Portabellas on a Naan.
MMMMmmmm... :)


And back to the theatre for another show.



Give Em What They Want Free Cabaret tonight after the show at 11pm!

love

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

The Framily Visits

It's been 3 years since arriving the United States.
3 years, 4 University productions, multiple dance and singing performances, 1 run of Cabaret performances, and 2 professional shows.
Not a whole lot, but enough in the span of 3 years.

I remembered when I was back home in Malaysia, my family would always be there for all of my performances and competitions to show support and love. Well of course, at that time I would rather hang out with friends while they sat aside beaming with pride. I have written a couple of blog posts about being emotional before a show because I'd always think of how proud my parents would be if they were there to see me grow in my art. 
Come to think about it, I cried before all of my shows. Either the night before opening, or during opening when everyone around me had their grandparents, aunts, uncles, siblings, and parents coming from all over the state to see and support. I know that my parents love and support me in everything that I do (as long as it is legit and not illegal. lol). But sometimes I wished that they would be physically there although it is quite impossible because of the extreme long distance, expensive plane tickets, and responsibilities back home.

This is when the 'framily' come into place.
I was really happy to hear that my friends from Kalamazoo was coming in to see the show, and like how every night someone in the dressing room would announce who they had coming into town, last Thursday and Sunday, I announced that my Framily is visiting. I mean, how often do I get to do that? :)

B:" Framily? Is there a reason why you call them framily?"
Yenn:" Yes, since my everyone in my family is separated to different areas of the globe, my best friends from Kalamazoo are all I have and literally, they are my family away from home. They keep me sane."

So yes, friends whom I call family = FRAMILY


Malaysian Group # 1 visited on Thursday
Thanks Amin from driving up here
Thank you Cheryl for organizing the whole trip
And of course, thanks Yasir for the dinner
*picture credits to Cheryl


Malaysian group #2 on Sunday
I had a lot of fun guys! Thank you!!
*picture credits to Jolene

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On the other hand, I have some costume pictures to share! My 2 year old camera have been acting up stupid lately. I am pretty pissed about the fact that I have taken such a good care of my camera and it has only been dropped once (by my dear clutzy sister), besides that, I always handled it with care, and yet, my lens is failing on me. Every now and then it would start vibrating and of course, with a vibrating lens, how could you have a picture taken? Grrr.... the next time I buy a camera, it will NOT be a Sony anymore. 



Yes it looks sleek and sexy especially in red. Yes it takes amazing wide lens pictures and the colors are vibrant when it is bright. I can't complain about the video quality because it looks and sounds great for a point and shoot camera. However, this camera sucks horribly for low light pictures and now it freaking vibrates whenever I turn it on especially when my battery is low. WTF right?
I have googled about Sony T300 and it's vibration problems and it seems that I am not the only one facing this vibration issue. So, DON'T buy a Sony camera. It's only been 2 years with great care and yet, it still fails.

 

Beth in her awesome cameo costume with me in my maid outfit.


Maids for hire. Yes?


Greek Tourists.


My American Tourist outfit. 
Funny how stupid I look in it, but its even funnier that Asian tourists actually wear this in real life.


Club dresses!
Not the most comfortable dresses to wear for a dance number because they fit tightly around the hips. With all the crazy kicks, fast movements, and partnering moves, our skirt rides up like no other and many a times we can't really do anything about because you would not wanna be spending time pulling your skirt down instead of dancing.


Cow Girls, Yee Haw!


Sexy French Maids? Guess I don't have to ever wear a French maid costume for Halloween ever again.


Our gowns for the opening number.
I am really not that short, I don't even know did we have to bend down for this picture, but some people insisted. Shortay!


My mic, wig cap, and I.
So yes, this is why the pictures of me at the beginning of this post are all in crazy curly hair hidden in a hat because after 4 hours of pin curls, I really look like an Asian version of Medusa. I kid you not.



Oh well, 11 more shows to go and I'm still loving every minute of it.
4 more days till I'm 22, Holy crap! First birthday in the USA.
Love.

Monday, July 05, 2010

Things my daddy sends me #2

Every now and then, I receive forwarded emails from Daddykins about different life changing stories, new technologies (and how it benefit and harm you), dirty jokes, healthy foods, and of course word of encouragement written by famous people and such. Since my family of four is separated in to four different places on the map, whether he admits it or not, I think Daddykins uses this 'email forwarding' gesture to show that he cares and wants us to succeed. 
Thanks daddy! :)

Here's my favorite of the day.


POEMS FOUND IN TOILETS. 

THE 'FUTURE' IS IN YOUR HAND, HOLD IT GENTLY' 
Excellent poems by not so famous poets.....
Found on toilet doors and walls...


A budding poet trying his best...
Here I lie in stinky vapour,
Because some bastard stole the toilet paper, Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger . 


Before he graduated to be a poet, he wrote this...
Here I sit
Broken hearted.
Tried to shit
But, only farted .



Someone who had a different experience wrote:

You're lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants! 



Perhaps it's true that people find inspiration in toilets.

I came here
To shit and stink,
But all I do
Is sit and think . 



There are also people who come in for a different purpose...
Some come here to sit and think.
Some come here to shit and stink.
But, I come
Here to scratch my balls ,
And read the bullshit on the walls..... 



Toilet's walls also double as job advertisement space.... (written high upon the wall)
If you can piss above this line,
The Fire Department wants you. 



Ministry of Environment advertisement.
We aim to please!
You aim too! Please. 



On the inside of a toilet door:
Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the entire performance.. 

And finally, this should teach some a lesson... Sign seen at a restaurant:
The hands that clean these toilets also make your food... please aim properly.




Lol. Thanks dad, you made my day :)

Friday, July 02, 2010

Sun Kissed

Being Asian, I grew up in a 'whitening' environment, in a sense that you hear about people slapping on whitening cream, mothers yelling at you for being in the sun too long, and etc. I mean, back in my Cheerleading days, my mom would always tell me how horrible I would look after being in the sun practicing for 6 hours and that I should always have sun screen on. Even just a year ago when I was at Bangladesh, mom would personally apply sun screen on my face before going out to the market or anywhere in general. Every single time I make that 23 hour flight from the United States to back home, I would go through the transition of reading about different tanning oils on magazines published in the US to whitening creams on any Asian published magazines.

Americans LOVE tanning.
Seriously, I have met so many different kinds of people from ALL over the world and American are obsessed! The first thing I saw when we pulled up to our neighborhood that we were going to move in on the first day of being here was a bunch of pretty big boobed girls laying out ON their rooftops drinking beers and sun tanning in their bikinis. What an introduction to the Unites States huh.

Last year when I was here at Saugatuck, I would go to the gym in the morning, shower when I get home, jump in the pool, and lay in the shade by the pool in my bikini and take a nap for an hour or so. I loved it. It felt really relaxing and I would have nice golden skin, and a bikini line that literally lasted 9 months before it was completely gone. The past couple of days, I had a lot of beach time with some of the cast members of the production.


We had to climb up a dune and go down the stairs to get to the beach. 
It really is a workout on its own. My calves were killing me for more than 2 days just because of those steps.
See that little patch of white strip on the right, next to the trees? That was how far down the beach was from where I was. And that wasn't even the top of the hill.


My friends and I going down the stairs.
Always remember that descending is always the fun part because you would need no effort!
Wait till you have to climb back up at the end of the day.


So yeah, for the past two times that we went, we always got there around noon and stayed for at least 3 hours doing nothing but laying out under the direct beating sun rays. Very bad. Back home, I probably never went to the beach around that time because we would be fried! And mom would always say that I would regret it when I get older when pigmentation start to form in my 40 year old face. Beach time back home would always be in the morning, or the evenings. On the contrary, we got there around noon when there wasn't as many people. As the clock start to tick and as it got closer to 1pm, there was definitely 8 times more of a crowd. It really made me wonder, is that why melanoma aka. skin cancer rates are so high in the United States? One thing if you would slather on shit tonnes of sun screen and another thing if you were a macho teenage dude who doesn't give a hoot about protecting your skin because it is cool.




Yup, so this was what we did throughout the entire time that we were there. Including me.
The weather could be extremely deceiving just because the breeze is cool and the sun is extremely warm. It felt extremely nice actually. An hour would be just right for me, but 3 hours or more would be a little too much. I was actually hoping that my friends would make a move, but they loved it so I had to stay with my long sleeved cardigan on to avoid getting too burnt.


I understand why Caucasians like tanning so much. Their pale white skin looks so good with color and it actually makes them look rosy and healthier. Also, girls who want lighter hair color can just easily rub on products or lemon juice and lay out in the sun for a couple of hours. On the other hand, Asians specifically yellow skinned ones like me don't look quite nice with uber tanned skin unless you naturally have tan skin. I think if I stay out in the sun long enough, I would look like a Filipino, that's it. Nothing more, nothing less. The only thing about sun tanning that appeals to me is that tanning makes you look skinner or more toned. Yes, like how using a bronzer to create shape and enhance cheekbones on your face, tanning actually makes you look thinner!

But please don't get burned. I suffered. Having a burnt back doing a show is not fun at all because I have a dozen costume changes and it is hard to move around without rubbing the clothing material on your back. Plus, I wear my mic pack on my back so the friction of the Velcro belt against the burn was nothing but painful. Then again I am whining because it is the first time in 21 years that I got a sun burn. I am so tempted to take a picture of my butt cheeks to show you the contrasting tan lines. It literally looks like I have a white triangle with red borders on my butt, and I am not even exaggerating.


This has been my extreme Best Friend for the past couple of days.


I guess that I won't be beaching for a while unless it is solely for watching the sun set.
No tanning!



Love.