for the first time this year i'm terribly terribly sick. almost as sick as when i was a day away from my a level math paper 2 exam.

i always fall sick before the most important events in my life. okay, not exactly most important, but events i need energy for. this week is going to be a trying week. QP starts its run on thursday night and cedele wants me in as well. so what am i to do? typically my job for QP should be easy - just ringing the bell during the play. but i'm pretty sure there are things to be shifted about. unfortunately i'm going to have to tell them i can't do it and anyway i'm not getting paid you know. i really am very ill and this is proven by the fact that i can't stand or walk for too long without feeling slightly faint. i have no idea how i'm going to brave the freezing wintry cold that is the esplanade theatre studio.

and i crazily (and perhaps stupidly) still dragged myself out to see The Candlestickmaker last night (BECAUSE TICKETS WERE EXPENSIVE! and i wasn't about to waste them, and also i was really looking forward to the show). it was worth it. it was worth walking around a bit lost at clarke quay and feeling very faint and praying continuously, 'God please don't let me faint now'. because it was brilliant. the performance, the script. i'm not doing any justice to it because i'm in no frame of mind to write now but it was beautiful. and after the show ended i felt slightly less ill because theatre is magic and theatre is life and ART IS THE CURE to all the sickness in the world! i want to watch Krishnan's Dairy very badly now.

so i'm sorry if i'm not replying anyone's messages or anything because really all i've been doing is sleeping and trying to recover enough to survive this week. i'll talk to you all again when i'm feeling better.

+ posted by M @ 5:53 PM