Welcome to MEDL!
I, along with two other friends, have hosted an 18th birthday debut this night. Even though I am tired and in desperate need of rest, I will write a blog post!
This whole 'hosting' sentiment was private and the only people who knew were the debutant's mother, the two girls and me. Throughout last week we have rehearsed our script and the three songs we were to perform: 'I Only Want to be With You' by Lodovica Comello, a solo sung by me; 'Treasure' by Bruno Mars; and 'Price Tag' by Jessie J, which was our opening song.
Flash forward to tonight. During the first song, 'Price Tag', hardly anybody was there so we all relaxed. As the second song came, which was 'Treasure', the audience laughed every time we pointed at the debutant as we sang the song title. And for the third song, my two friends danced behind me as I stood behind the microphone stand hardly able to move because of my dress and heels.
At the end of the eighteen roses, there was a father/daughter dance. Seeing my close friend dancing with her father/my not-related uncle nearly made me cry. Being a father to a new eighteen-year-old is exciting but scary. She's moving out of the house and she would never move back in (unless she is studying in a university in the same city and is still living at the house and not a dorm).
When the end of the debut came, people mentioned that they wanted us to perform again at a Christmas party. Maybe we could be future superstars and travel around the world if somebody discovers us...
That would be wondrous, but no thank you. I'd still like to pursue being an author and a psychologist or something related to the science field.
Thank you for reading this blog post! Bye.
-M.Y ❤
Saturday, 4 October 2014
Sunday, 21 September 2014
A Change in Me (21/09/14)
Bonsoir! (or whatever timezone you're in right now.)
I am back! Yesterday I auditioned for my school's musical of Beauty & the Beast. My audition was awkward because I had never done anything like this before, nor have I done a 'proper' one. The director, my vocals teacher, the drama teacher and pianist were there. I sang 'I See the Light' from Tangled and read a script from the musical for them. After I presented those two items they asked me to sing 'Happy Birthday' in different tones. By this point, I had no idea what was going on and why I had to sing two songs. Towards the end, my vocals teacher gave me a song which I had no clue about. It's titled, 'A Change in Me' and I have to sing it on the day when I get a callback*, which was today (Sunday). As I write I am listening to it. It is an appealing and beautiful song to listen to. Belle sings it when she talks to Maurice, her dad, about the beast (Scene 5, to be precise).
* 'Callback' means that you have been considered for a role in the play.
Today Sunday I had my dance audition. I had forgotten the choreography which we were taught on Friday, but luckily a few girls memorised and showed me how it goes. As I was talking to one of the girls Gwen had finished her dance audition. I didn't get to talk about how awkward I acted in my audition nonetheless still managed to receive a callback. I hope she had gotten a callback also. During the dance audition, I was out of sync & moved a little bit too gracefully. It wasn't as bad I had expected; I still had a smile on my face throughout the whole time. I bet the choreographer hates me now.
Oh my gosh. The director knows my name. I walked outside the gymnasium after my dance audition and she called, "Marian, let's go to the music suite for your callback."
She's aware that I exist! The director has directed a lot of musical and theatre productions. She's considered 'famous' now. A famous person knows my name! Eeek! (That was an 'eek!' of excitement, by the way.)
There was another girl in my year (grade) who also got a call back. We've hardly ever talked, but I know that she takes drama with my friend. In my callback audition I sang 'A Change in Me' in front of the choreographer, director, drama teacher and the pianist (who is also my vocals teacher) and I think I sang it too powerfully. I then read a piece of script as the narrator. The narrator is supposed to have a French accent. In my CV I put down, 'can fake an accent'. I lied without knowing.
They stopped me immediately. They knew that me being a narrator was not worth considering, and I felt the same way also.
Rule for directors seeking narrators: Never consider Marian Yao for the position, she cannot do a French accent.
After all of my auditions were done & dusted, I went back into the waiting room to grab my stuff. As I was about to leave, my R.E teacher from last year (her son was also called back) congratulated me and commented, "well done, Marian."
I left with a smile on my face and presented the news to my parents. Their reactions were lovely.
I hope whoever receives the title of Belle cherishes it and does well.
-M.Y❤
I am back! Yesterday I auditioned for my school's musical of Beauty & the Beast. My audition was awkward because I had never done anything like this before, nor have I done a 'proper' one. The director, my vocals teacher, the drama teacher and pianist were there. I sang 'I See the Light' from Tangled and read a script from the musical for them. After I presented those two items they asked me to sing 'Happy Birthday' in different tones. By this point, I had no idea what was going on and why I had to sing two songs. Towards the end, my vocals teacher gave me a song which I had no clue about. It's titled, 'A Change in Me' and I have to sing it on the day when I get a callback*, which was today (Sunday). As I write I am listening to it. It is an appealing and beautiful song to listen to. Belle sings it when she talks to Maurice, her dad, about the beast (Scene 5, to be precise).
* 'Callback' means that you have been considered for a role in the play.
Today Sunday I had my dance audition. I had forgotten the choreography which we were taught on Friday, but luckily a few girls memorised and showed me how it goes. As I was talking to one of the girls Gwen had finished her dance audition. I didn't get to talk about how awkward I acted in my audition nonetheless still managed to receive a callback. I hope she had gotten a callback also. During the dance audition, I was out of sync & moved a little bit too gracefully. It wasn't as bad I had expected; I still had a smile on my face throughout the whole time. I bet the choreographer hates me now.
Oh my gosh. The director knows my name. I walked outside the gymnasium after my dance audition and she called, "Marian, let's go to the music suite for your callback."
She's aware that I exist! The director has directed a lot of musical and theatre productions. She's considered 'famous' now. A famous person knows my name! Eeek! (That was an 'eek!' of excitement, by the way.)
There was another girl in my year (grade) who also got a call back. We've hardly ever talked, but I know that she takes drama with my friend. In my callback audition I sang 'A Change in Me' in front of the choreographer, director, drama teacher and the pianist (who is also my vocals teacher) and I think I sang it too powerfully. I then read a piece of script as the narrator. The narrator is supposed to have a French accent. In my CV I put down, 'can fake an accent'. I lied without knowing.
They stopped me immediately. They knew that me being a narrator was not worth considering, and I felt the same way also.
Rule for directors seeking narrators: Never consider Marian Yao for the position, she cannot do a French accent.
After all of my auditions were done & dusted, I went back into the waiting room to grab my stuff. As I was about to leave, my R.E teacher from last year (her son was also called back) congratulated me and commented, "well done, Marian."
I left with a smile on my face and presented the news to my parents. Their reactions were lovely.
I hope whoever receives the title of Belle cherishes it and does well.
-M.Y❤
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Thursday, 4 September 2014
My First Musical (4/9/14)
Hello people, it's me.
My school is having a musical and it's called 'Beauty & the Beast'. When I first saw the advertisement I thought, hey, why not put my music and drama skills to the test? I went to the drama teacher who is organizing the auditions and said, "May I please schedule an audition time?" and now I have something to freak out about. Gwen also scheduled an audition one hour after me. She mentioned she was nervous about singing since she hasn't experienced anything related to that, but she was absolutely fine with dancing and acting - they're her 'thangs'. For my audition songs I am planning to sing either 'On My Own' from Les Miserables or 'I See the Light' from Tangled. I am completely jittered and excited for this.
On a different note, I did a good deed yesterday; I had sent out cards that had compliments on them to my class. My classmates and teachers appreciated them and it made them happy, which meant that I was happy also. Handing out those cards made me feel well about the world. Am I turning into a hippie?
Thank you for reading this short blog post. I am feeling quite guilty and despondent for not posting enough on this blog. I have been busy with Electra and Marian and school. I hope you are contributing good things to the world! (Yep, I'm definitely feeling hippie-esque)
-M.Y ❤
My school is having a musical and it's called 'Beauty & the Beast'. When I first saw the advertisement I thought, hey, why not put my music and drama skills to the test? I went to the drama teacher who is organizing the auditions and said, "May I please schedule an audition time?" and now I have something to freak out about. Gwen also scheduled an audition one hour after me. She mentioned she was nervous about singing since she hasn't experienced anything related to that, but she was absolutely fine with dancing and acting - they're her 'thangs'. For my audition songs I am planning to sing either 'On My Own' from Les Miserables or 'I See the Light' from Tangled. I am completely jittered and excited for this.
On a different note, I did a good deed yesterday; I had sent out cards that had compliments on them to my class. My classmates and teachers appreciated them and it made them happy, which meant that I was happy also. Handing out those cards made me feel well about the world. Am I turning into a hippie?
Thank you for reading this short blog post. I am feeling quite guilty and despondent for not posting enough on this blog. I have been busy with Electra and Marian and school. I hope you are contributing good things to the world! (Yep, I'm definitely feeling hippie-esque)
-M.Y ❤
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Saturday, 16 August 2014
M.A.S.H (16/08/14)
Hello, Topplegigio!
It was the last day of Maori class and since Gwen and I finished all our work we played M.A.S.H.; the game that determines your future by your friend drawing a spiral, you deciding when she stops and her counting the lines. In our first game I chose to predict Gwen's future first. Her five chances of transportation were car, jet-pack, boat, surf board and carriage; homes R.V, haunted mansion, palace, box and public toilets; husbands Cedric, her current crush, my current crush (Ben Savage), Stuart and Darren; amount of kids 26, 12, 1, 3 and 101 (who the heck would give birth to 101 kids?). Her final results told us that her husband was Cedric, that she would have 3 children, that she lived in an R.V and she would go to places by car (what's the point of having a car when you have an R.V?).
Later on, Regina finally finished all her work and decided to join in all the fun. As the game continued future options got more outrageous with the chances of being married to teachers, having impossible amounts of kids (like 101 wasn't enough, right?) and living in a teepee.
Our next class option is music, and I'm really looking forward to answering the questions to what kind of music notes there are in the language. I have been told that as an assessment we have to perform a musical item in front of the whole class. Ever since term 1 I have been searching for the perfect song to sing. I'm currently considering 'On My Own' from Les Misérables or 'Middle of Starting Over' by Sabrina Carpenter. I'm planning not
to use any musical instruments because I find it difficult to strum the guitar while singing and
having to sing my heart out. Let's see what the future brings us!
-M.Y ❤
It was the last day of Maori class and since Gwen and I finished all our work we played M.A.S.H.; the game that determines your future by your friend drawing a spiral, you deciding when she stops and her counting the lines. In our first game I chose to predict Gwen's future first. Her five chances of transportation were car, jet-pack, boat, surf board and carriage; homes R.V, haunted mansion, palace, box and public toilets; husbands Cedric, her current crush, my current crush (Ben Savage), Stuart and Darren; amount of kids 26, 12, 1, 3 and 101 (who the heck would give birth to 101 kids?). Her final results told us that her husband was Cedric, that she would have 3 children, that she lived in an R.V and she would go to places by car (what's the point of having a car when you have an R.V?).
Later on, Regina finally finished all her work and decided to join in all the fun. As the game continued future options got more outrageous with the chances of being married to teachers, having impossible amounts of kids (like 101 wasn't enough, right?) and living in a teepee.
Our next class option is music, and I'm really looking forward to answering the questions to what kind of music notes there are in the language. I have been told that as an assessment we have to perform a musical item in front of the whole class. Ever since term 1 I have been searching for the perfect song to sing. I'm currently considering 'On My Own' from Les Misérables or 'Middle of Starting Over' by Sabrina Carpenter. I'm planning not
to use any musical instruments because I find it difficult to strum the guitar while singing and
having to sing my heart out. Let's see what the future brings us!
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| via rileyandauggie.com I feel as if the character Riley tells my life story. Is Michael Jacobs stalking me? |
Tuesday, 29 July 2014
Sick But Still Strong (29/07/14)
Today I woke up with a sore throat and spells of dizziness but I still forced myself to get to school because I had an English exam. How did I get on throughout the school day? Read furthermore to find out:
When I arrived at school today I started to regret my decision. Why would I go to school if I had a virus? But on the other hand, I considered my choice positively. At least I didn't miss out on an exam I had to pay a large amount of money for. Throughout the day I started to feel worse; my dizziness influenced me to faint, my throat forced me to hack saliva. Yes, mother, my day was as productive as yours.
Things suddenly calmed down before lunch, though. That was the time of the exam. I was so glad that I prevented myself from coughing. The setting around the classroom was very silent, so if I cracked that silence I'd be drop dead. The dizzy spells were strong in this time period. It caused me to gaze out of the window for a couple of minutes and distract me from my test. It also tried to make me think that this day wasn't real, and it's all just a dream...
Nevertheless, I am here at home trying my best to recover from my sick mood. Let's see if I need to become absent from school because the process of recovery is too long, or I'll be fine and have a better mood than today. Wish me luck!
-M.Y ❤
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Monday, 21 July 2014
Growing Up (21/07/14)
Salutations my beautiful friend!
At school we have just started term three, which means that things are getting serious. Are we really halfway through the year? It feels like the first day of term one was yesterday. You will expect me to go on and off this blog, since I have EAM and academic errands to run. But for the meanwhile, growing up and getting close to my thirteenth birthday has been a whirlwind. Receiving hormones and going through this stage of growing up is confusing and wild, and I'm so glad that I'm not the only one experiencing these weird sentiments.
I tend to compare myself to the Girl Meets World characters. Why do I always worry over things I have no control over? Is that part of being a Virgo? The characters I mostly compare myself to are Riley and Topanga. If you have watched Boy Meets World you might recognise the name Topanga. She's the girl who every boy wants and every girls wants to be. Riley, on the other hand, is like Cory from the same show (can't blame her for acting like her dad): awkward, really interested in the opposite gender, and overthinks too much. I have to confess that I'm a try-hard at imitating their actions. If someone needs help, then I'd be like Topanga and give advice with difficult-to-understand vocabulary, and if I'm with my 'crush' I try to act awkward and overthink about "anything I have no control over".
Everytime I get a chance to publish a blog post on this blog I never have anything else to talk about.
WHY?!?
Well, I hope you've liked this blog post. I'm sorry this is a short one but I really have nothing else to talk about. Bye!
-M.Y ❤
At school we have just started term three, which means that things are getting serious. Are we really halfway through the year? It feels like the first day of term one was yesterday. You will expect me to go on and off this blog, since I have EAM and academic errands to run. But for the meanwhile, growing up and getting close to my thirteenth birthday has been a whirlwind. Receiving hormones and going through this stage of growing up is confusing and wild, and I'm so glad that I'm not the only one experiencing these weird sentiments.
I tend to compare myself to the Girl Meets World characters. Why do I always worry over things I have no control over? Is that part of being a Virgo? The characters I mostly compare myself to are Riley and Topanga. If you have watched Boy Meets World you might recognise the name Topanga. She's the girl who every boy wants and every girls wants to be. Riley, on the other hand, is like Cory from the same show (can't blame her for acting like her dad): awkward, really interested in the opposite gender, and overthinks too much. I have to confess that I'm a try-hard at imitating their actions. If someone needs help, then I'd be like Topanga and give advice with difficult-to-understand vocabulary, and if I'm with my 'crush' I try to act awkward and overthink about "anything I have no control over".
Everytime I get a chance to publish a blog post on this blog I never have anything else to talk about.
WHY?!?
Well, I hope you've liked this blog post. I'm sorry this is a short one but I really have nothing else to talk about. Bye!
-M.Y ❤
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| Via Tumblr This is Riley in a nutshell... |
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| Via Tumblr ...and this is Topanga also in a nutshell. |
Monday, 7 July 2014
Dear 18-Year-Old Self... (7/7/14)
On my 'Things to do Before Turning 13' list there is an instruction to write a letter to my future self. Instead of just writing a letter, I'm creating a scrapbook. The scrapbook will include the letter, stories/characters I create, pictures and many more. Here is a sneak peek of what I have written so far:
Dear 18-year-old self, please don't forget to stop and look at the beautiful view. Remember how far you have gotten in life.
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| My future plans. I have noticed that my expectations are impossibly high o_o |
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| A little note I have put on the first page |
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| I'm going to print this picture out so my 18-year-old self can laugh at how crazy she was at 12 :P |
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| I'm using a webcam to take pictures. I'm sorry for the bad quality |
-M.Y ❤
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