Sunday, November 23 2008 - I really didn't expect it. I didn't even see it coming.
I cried my eyes out.
Thing is, almost everyone did. I wouldn't blame them though. Seeing as how we've been together through those long months, how could you? With the production now over we'll barely see any of the cast, orchestra members or crew anymore. It was inevitable.
The Cast Party can't come any sooner.
This production itself has left many scars upon us, both good and bad - both literally and metaphorically. I was actually surprised I myself didn't get cramps throughout the event. I'm super susceptible to cramps, just so you know.
Through it all, all of us became closer and formed bonds with one another. Heck, I even got to know a few people I've never even met before.
I simply feel grateful to work with such an amazing bunch of cast, crew, orchestra members and teachers. Thanks to everyone who made this production possible.
We've been through many up's and down's through these months - who'll forget the performance where we started dropping like flies. We've all caught the same bug that's been going around, but that really shows how much determination we really have to drive this production to the top - and more importantly how close we truly are.
When one of us falls ill, the others will come to aid. You'd see someone massaging someone's head, or or someone having like therapy. You'd notice some lucky sick person being pampered like he was at some sort of spa even. Guess we could double-up as a spa facility after the production. Go figure.
We even have massage trains (it's these long lines of people who massage the person in front)! Word of advice: In front rules, behind smules.
One cool thing was the nicknames we had.
I'm Uncle Eight (or Uncle Bernard/UB) to the little numbers - dang, they're adorable. We have this little family of ours, each with their own parents and relatives and such [if you haven't guessed already, I'm the fun uncle].
On the first public show I was just standing backstage waiting for the overture to play, then suddenly out of nowhere the little numbers shouted, "Good Luck, UB!" and had a group hug - with me in the middle. Gosh, it warmed my heart. I didn't expect it at all and it was just so nice, you know?
I've gotten really close to some of the people I barely knew, even. Look at Tyen and I: at first we were barely talking, then right now everyday back stage we would walk up to any random girl and start bombarding the corniest, cheesiest pick-up lines you could ever think of. For obvious reasons, I will not post them here. I repeat, "I will not post them here." Apparently, we're both very cheesy and corny.
Other than the people, I think I'm really going to miss the music - yes, the music.
I think I've already mentioned the orchestra is amazing:
"There's that whole factor when you get goosebumps - that you can't force, you can't fake it.
Once I was sitting down with the orchestra, they were playing the theme from The Pirates of the Caribbean. Then the music started building to a crescendo. I looked down at my arm and actually caught myself getting goosebumps. And that says a lot."
But really, the music this time has so many different feels to them - and they're catchy too. You've got songs that instill a sense of hatred, songs that are just plain whacko, and some that make you just wanna smile. They're a plenty, I'll give you that.
I mean, don't you just want to shout MAMBO, again?
And who'd forget:
- The unofficical B.M. dub of Cool.
There were these instances where the whole company would get together, and just sit down for a discussion/or scolding. And then suddenly, the teachers would say we've done a miraculous job on the rehearsal or the show. You'd really feel the sense of excitement and joy surrounding us - the sense of brotherhood that we all share together. The sense you can't force, you can't fake. It's the sense we'll keep in our hearts forever.
Dang, I'm really going to miss all this.
Just give it some thought.
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