Why is My Shirt Still Wet? Today I woke up at 7 am. Well, earlier, but I went back to sleep. Anyhow, I was off to school for Inventio, the showcase of the group skills of the J1 DEP students. It was a scary task, since I only had 3 people for a job for 6 (including myself), out of which 1 turned up sick. Thankfully though, we had alumni, and we had help. We ended up with a force of five by the time the show started, just enough to get things done. The main show started off on a serious note with the piece Begging For Fortune (affectionately known as BFF), discussing the issues of Chinese women throughout the country's vast history. It then proceeded to a novel retold, the Wizard of Oz, combining dynamic movement and dance scenes with a touch of contemporary style, making the audience cheer each time a character started to dance. The final piece, however, Slice of Heaven, was arguably the piece that gave the audience a night to remember. Throughout the whole length, the audience was kept laughing with witty remarks, humorous actions, effective over-dramatic acting and a touch of realism to boot. But the big question remains. After having been in an air-con room for clos to 7 out of 13 hours, and despite having been under the constant stream of a fan for the past hour, why is my shirt still wet? -2350, 8-9-09 |