Mismatched

Qn: Why do people laugh after they cry?
Me: because after they let all the bad things out, then they can show the good things
Uncle: they must know how to be sad, then can learn to be happy
Girl: if they keep crying they will DIE!

Qn: Why do people pretend pretend?
Uncle: because everyone is doing it
Girl: but if you don't want to pretend, then don't be their friend!
Me: cuz its easier to hide than show the truth

Qn: why can't dogs and cats live together
Uncle: because their characters do not match
Girl: but they can be trained to live together

Qn: why does the big animal always eat the small animal?
Audience: it's nature, a vicious cycle (G: is it like bycycle? A: yah... :D)
Uncle: it is nature, it made it that way
Girl: but some big animals are afraid of small animals, like the elephant is scared of the mouse!

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I loved it completely, from the very tip of my fingers to the bottom of my heart. it seemed so accesible, and real. not in a realistic "it-will-happen" way, but a raw sense of emotion. and so familiar, yet so heart warming.

I forget how the venue of a play can change the whole feel of the play. Hello was the same, and Mismatched Girl was no different. the intamacy that can only be felt in a small room, where only a few can watch, but everyone can see every intimate detail on the actor's face. when props are kept simple and yet symbolic, and there is only the characters and you.

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Uncle: Girl, why you so sad?
Girl: because... we are moving away...
then i cannot see all the pretty lights anymore!
Uncle: No what, next time you move, can still see the lights what!
Girl: yah, but not the same without you
Uncle: HAHAHA, see you say-wan ah!
Girl: HMPH!

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its an escape. getting away from it all, and for that one short moment of your life, you're somewhere else, learning something else, feeling something else. that's why i want to keep going for plays, to find myself, to be a voyeur on the raw emotions of life, taking a step back to look at life, mine inclusive.

it can be as cliche as any other storyline, but cliches are cliches for a reason. its things at its simplest, boiled down to just you and me, the things we do, the things we say. I love you gong gong, ma ma, mom, dad, bro, the whole family, and in the thick of it all, i forget who are those that actually listen, when no one hears me.

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Girl: My friends always laugh at my ambitions
Uncle: Don't worry girl, you must believe in yourself. I believe it you, and you must believe in you.

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its only 2007, i want to live till 75 and look back on my life, while living my second childhood.

(i've got a little crush on a 10 year old >.< haha)