Last month, I went for an audition for a part in this musical to be produced next year February. This musical is based on a movie realeased last year, of which became the talk of the town, and maybe, I said maybe the whole world too, as because it was the most expensive movie ever produced by any Malaysians.

Hint: The story is about the love of a Java princess and a Malay warrior.

This musical was to be staged earlier this year. I was at the auditions last year and made to the next round until I decided to quit because I was already accepting another musical part in Jalan Impian musical (produced by Farah Sulaiman). Bad luck struck me when I got my contract terminated after 2 months of rehearsal. Sial.

So anyway, I received a call this afternoon confirming that I will need to attend a second audition. Roslan Aziz and Pat Ibrahim will be there, as this two hunky is the Producer and Choreographer. Pat choreographed the Asmaradana dance, the ones you see on Tiara's video clip.

I sms my sayang, "hehehe...i got the pgl 2nd call! yay!"

"Great sayang! Hope you get a part", he replied.

I'm very excited for the Sunday appointment at Istana Budaya. But I am still not really sure to take any part (if given) because I have major commitments with my cheerleading next year. If I were to proceed with this grand project, I will have to commit myself from Dec until Feb which means say goodbye then to the Singapore trip in Dec and two Jakarta trips in Jan and Feb!

Tension!

Okay, the fasting month has begun. And to me it's going to be a very quiet month for me.

First, I won't be going much as often (especially when it comes to eating at day-time) because I'm tired of getting people starring at me thinking that I am a Malay-Muslim murtad which I'm not! Sial.

Secondly, no Musictheque whole month! Chee bai betul!

Third, no Malay guys to hunt because semua berlagak sial! Just because its the Holy month semua aktiviti pun kena tergendala. Fine. I respect.

Fourth, no friends to hangout during daytime because 99.9% of friends are Malay. Bukan racists yer.

Fifth, staying home and be a good boy for the whole month and get rewarded for the coming Christmas!

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!

Musictheque closing for a month.
Reason: Bulan Puasa

But was that decision necessary? I mean although I can notice it every other weekend, when I stand on the podium and glance through each faces, the cute, the handsome, the hunky, the young, the oldies, the ugly, the fattest, and the fugliest, most of them are Malay (Muslim). I take it the management made a good reason to close the club from operating during the holy month.

Then, what do you then to the minorities like me?! The chinese, the indians, the east bumi's, the lain2 and mat salleh, who actually don't practice fasting pada bulan Rhamadan. I'm not upset. Well maybe I am.

I guess I will not be going to club for the next month. Save RM80! With that amount, it is equivalent of 5 time visiting the sauna!

Eh, lama tak pegi sauna kan?

Jeng..jeng..jeng..

I skipped my gymnastic classes yesterday to spend the lovely evening with my sayang. But instead of a candle-lite dinner together, tis' two Sarawakians had to put their bid for lovexism and spare the evening for a boring foursome at Midvalley.

My sayang had to skipped his sup tulang.

My sayang's close friend was actually on a date of which I didn't knew about only until when we heading back from mamak.

So anyway, while the lovebirds opt to watch Jodie Foster running crazy 30,000 feet above sea level, we decided to test our masculinity watch Kate Hudson playing with ugly dolls and turned herself 30 years older! I lost my masculine test! Mak terjerit twice!

This movie was worth the RM22 we paid to watch the midnight show. BTW, RM11 is so expensive for a movie! The Government should have reduce dthe entertainment duty in the recent budget! Isn't watching movies is promoting healthy lifestyle too??

Just to relate The Skeletone Key with my real life story: My grand-mother used to play black magic in order to save my late grandfather, whom was paralysed for nearly a year after he was tarpped into a magic by his own jealousy driven cousin. I was only 15, and couldn't understand more but my grandmother had no other choice but to tag along in this scary and yet horrifying game.

I can still profess that the Lun Bawang community back home do still practice this sinful belief even despite after Christianity overuled the people in the 1930's.

Now, whenever I am back to my grandmother's place, it frightens me sometime (freaks me a lot! I don't even dare to go pee in the wee hours), that you can't just runaway from this experience since it is already part and parcle of my family life. Thank God, my granny is still healthy and strong today. She shyed away from black magic on the day when my grandfather passed away in 1999.