All over the places.

Rebecca G. Bryant, a brilliant dancer, choreographer and thinker! here at Purdue Dance Department, told me to post this in my blog when she saw me writing down random stuff in my notebook. Hamlet is getting "crazier", Purdue Dance Co. is getting more intense, Actuarial Model II is making me memorizing more and more formulas everyday, Advanced Stage Movements is pulling me down into my mind and heart searching the "truths". Here are stuff I wrote since last week:

"The song of sparrows
Little Ashes

Owen Pallett
He poos clouds

DV8 physical theater

Douglas Sirk
Tsai Ming Liang <-- Malaysian?
Francois Truffaut

Abdellah Taia's Salvation Army
Brideshead Revisited

Bright Star

Mike Bartlet's Cock
Alexi Kaye Campbell's The Pride

When I was a little kid, my mom always told me that I could go play wherever I want to but do not to come back home before the sun goes down.
The door would be shut and there was no way in.

I stepped outside of my house,
Going to the place where I've been dreaming to go to, doing things I want to do, chasing dreams I've been having since day I could remember, being on the top and the bottom in different kind of games.

Sitting on a bench. Over nice warm spring.
Could be with a lover lying on his lap.
Flashbacks 1st day coming to Purdue. Meeting his lover.
Looking at the sun.
Turn back to the crowd of Malaysians. Picnic. Laughing. Close up happiness."