Welcome to my cosy little attic. I hope you feel at home. Feel free to navigate. I hope my insanity is catching. Comments are more than welcome.
What's Up (so don't ask)
30/10/04 The Dude left us - RIP
15/03/05 I turn 18... start counting my grey hairs
16/05/05 Last Exam. Forever, I hope.
21/05/05 Jack Johnson Concert - KickAss
25/05/05 I graduate... maybe
07/06/05 Kaz turns 18. About time bro.
glad to see I got a couple people who've seen my site... now i just have to wait for people to like the site...
Where I'm at: Currently in rehearsal (obviously, I've gone into short-term hiding to write this) for Dido and Ineas (or whatever), the opera which is currently in development for production at the St. Julian's Arts Festival, at the end of next week. It's scary how far we are from being ready... now, before all those who don't know me (and therefor have no idea about this site) I'm not the opera type, neither watching nor performing. So it's obvious that I'm not singing in it, or dancing. I'm a crew member, but we're (Marcelo and I) going to be onstage, in costume, moving the stuff around when necessary... and I think that's all we have to do. Why do I allow them to slave me? Because I really have nothing to do... I'll be there on the night of the show anyway, I have to be in school now anyway... it's not really a bother for me. I need this kind of procrastination to stay alive. I hear nobody ask, "why would you be there on the night of the show?", but I'll answer anyway. We're also doing another play, called Nuts, to be presented that same night, in which I do actually have a real role. It's a pretty cool play, and I like my character a lot. It's messed up, though... but I like messed up stuff (except David Lynch... I thought I'd like Mulholland Drive... but I didnae)
Apart from these two plays I'm working on, James, Douglas and I are working on an adaptation of the Reduced Shakespeare Company... and we're so not ready. It's supposed to be funny... and i presume one day it will be... but we still need to work on it. Oh well... what I do for theatre... that's why I entitled this post 'Drama Fag', because I'm into drama, and though not a certified fag (though it's up for debate) sometimes I feel like I'm being fucked up the ass by the scripts of the plays I'm in... talk about paper cuts.
Anyway, it's Euro2004 this month... and we all know who I'm rooting for: Hup Holland. We didn't quite beat Germany the other day, but I like to imagine it was a moral victory... and I can do that because I missed the game because of University evening... damn. I've seen a few, me and my dad would go watch them in cascais for dinner... Sweden v. Bulgaria was funny :) and I loved watching france kickass against England. Right now, England is being given a chance to redeem themselves, their last chance. I hope they win, or else half my school will kill themselves. And I want to be able to poke fun at future losses...
Well, i've got to go, start Nuts rehearsal... I'll write more later,
ciao
Geert
Lol, Drama Fag. Well thought of. I doubt anyone *seriously* believes you're gay... a few might but meh... I think the majority believes you when you say you're not.
I think you suit your character quite well. I think a lot of people suit their characters... But sometimes; it doesn't really feel like acting. Do you get that too?
Hi Geert!!!! :D Im not really commenting, just wanna say, cool site, the texts sound just like u talking which is very kewl. :P heeheehee mts bjinhos, don't forget me! que eu n te eskeço a ti! miss u, keep me updated*** **marta** (so much for anonymous)
