Betrayal as blessing

I was talking to my friend about this.

He was telling me about this friend that treats him like a doormat.

He said he didn't want anything to do with this guy anymore.

I was thinking WOW. There's quite a number of people that I do that to in my life as well. I gather it's normal.

Then I started to question the purpose of betrayal happening to myself.


Seriously checked in with what I have been doing (karma?) that caused these things to happen.

Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. As I reflected I am who I attract at the end of the day.

No reason for me to be pointing the finger at people who have caused me misery as I have caused misery (Come on! be honest!) to people some time in my life.


Good and bad things at the present moment are a result of your previous thoughts, actions and feelings.


Think about it.

I mean when you did a good deed. Did life not become better for u?

And worst if you did bad?

AND


If you were feeling good about something, didn't that escalate into something better?

And if you were feeling bad on that day. Did it not make it even worst?

It's just some theory that I got from the secret. Good book by Rhonda Byrne.

Changed my life. :)

Now I say that betrayal is a blessing :)

Makes you think LOL

Plus mode when I look at it like that it doesn't drag me down much.

Food for thought.

WRITER'S BLOCK

Don't we all hate it when this happens?


You're half way through the semester and you realize that your 3,000 words essay due next week is only up to 450.

OR

You're trying hard to express in that Press Release what it was that happened in that memorable *bs cough cough* event. Memorable enough that if you don't write it well it will entitle you to a memory of seeking new career opportunities at Jobstreet.com.

And no matter how much cigarettes you light up or trips to the coffee shop to remedy the situation that it's still.................

A BUST?! Because of this butt plug we call the WRITER'S BLOCK?


Kudos to my friendly neighbourhood search engine google for again providing me with the facts to drown this worry :)


GOOGLE ROCKS !

Anyways here it is with full fact and glory!


Whee! <---click here


Have fun!

I don't know where to start...To my American brotherins

If your internet is giving u problems with the above streaming it's alright.

I'l tell you the story.

Once upon a time there was a b*stard who was a menace to society.

If you do see him please report him to the police.

Apparently he has been spreading the AIDS virus to teenage girls. He was shown listing down the names of each girl and their age.

Psycho on the loose. He is a dangerous man!


Locals (Malaysians), if you have friends from America spread the news.

The audition

My drama teacher got us to go for the audition to the play he was directing.

My heart dropped.

He was a renowned theatre director in his own right and here he was asking this rookie who had no inkling of what it took to become an actor to suddenly audition.

So I went through the grueling process of memorizing the lyrics to How could an Angel Break My Heart - Toni Braxton (because we were auditioning for Ismail-musical).

My breathing instructor offered free lessons on how to breathe and sing better.

So my girls and I went to his house and practiced.

It was a nightmare.

"Ari who the hell are you saving your voice for girl project! project!"

I was thinking. My God, can I possibly go any louder than this?

He taught me some breathing techniques to clear up my lungs and enhance my projection power.


I sound blasted like never before.


"You know before I could hit high notes and sing Mariah Carey's music. Now I'm very limited." I shared with Dominique (breathing instructor).

He said to me. "Ari, this happened when you were around 13. Someone told you that you should forget about acting and theatre and ever since then you lost your voice."

I started crying my eyes out. How on earth could he have known?!

"I'm psychic"

Duh.

My breathing instructor is so special :)


The audition?


We were made to dance like horny monkeys and sing like there was no tomorrow.



I have never been so scared and yet feel so alive at the same time.


No. I didn't get to be a part of the musical.


Joe, my drama teacher, who was part of the panel of judges said if I was serious about musical theatre I should take up vocal classes because I had a powerful voice but I keep getting off key. (LOL)

Why am I not surprised after having to dance like that chic from Flashdance.


I just suddenly realized a whole new world of possibilities opened to me.

I shall rise above this adversity and boss up.

One day, grammies, golden globes and oscars shall be mine! :)

I feel it in my hands already :)

and all because I had the balls to take up the challenge.

It's only just begun.