Here is the dreamer. One who created and played with the pen and the keys of a world soon unmade. She remembers the wind, water, earth and flame. She loved even shadows but knew naught of hate. With a heart too soft and a strength unseen, she loved the world and she lived a dream.

Monday, June 13, 2011

A Center Stage Comedy

119. In our University there is an annual event called the Science Follies wherein representatives from each college perform a short, humorous play with a little reference to science. The first year, our class made it only up until the semi-finals but during our second year our class ultimately won it hands down. It was great because we beat all the other classes and year levels and our hard work really showed. It was one of those times wherein we were most united and had such class spirit. We all had a hand in the props and costumes and had roles to play. I remember that you were a pirate captain and your face was painted like Jack Sparrow's. I played catwoman, black skintight everything with boots. Other memorable characters were the weird versions of power rangers, powerpuff girls and ninja turtles which were all astoundingly hilarious. That morning before the play we were painting the turtles bodies with green paint and to our horror discovered that the other turtle's paint wasn't water-based. In a panic, we scrubbed him sore with soap and paint thinner and painted him anew with the proper green paint. It was quite a sight with you doing most of the scrubbing and our classmate groaning with the pain of it. I was actually afraid he was going to cry. It was understandable. The play itself went smoothly in spite of the many bloopers and costume emergencies. I loved how the crowd responded in cheers and unbearable laughter. You were a great bullish pirate. By far, we were the funniest thing they've seen in years. I couldn't get over it when they announced our class as winners. I was so very proud of everyone. Of you.  

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