CASTING CALL! Calling all aspiring actors!
We are looking for actors for a local lighthearted TV programme, to fill the roles of a Father and Son, and 4 gangsters.
If you know anyone who fits the role, and would love to act, please contact us!
Father and Son
Old Chinese Male, 50-60 years old, well-built, fierce looking.
Young Chinese Male, 21-27 years old, decent, straight looking.
Gangsters (preferbly with tattoos)
Chinese Male, 29-40 years old, fierce looking. Big- built
Chinese Male, 29-40 years old, tall or lanky, lecherous looking
Young chinee Male, 18-24 yeras old, young ah beng looking.
Young chinese Male, 18-28 years old, ah beng looking.
If interested, please contact Dana at 93839340 by 12 August 2006.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Shiet.
Bored tonight. I think im going to do an illustration later with a random picture. See how it turns out. I'm on an emo music listening night even though im not really that emo. Checking out everyone's blogs and stuff, seeing how everyone else's lives pan out. Its quite scary really, everyones growing up.
My blog tonight isn't about me, its about a friend who feels betrayed and angry.
Learning to let go is a hard thing to do. I don't think anyone can really understand what it means to really let go of something they love. None of us can. Who wants to leave the best things that has ever happened to them? Who really wants to leave behind all the sad thoughts and happy thoughts, all the memories? But learning to let go isn't learning to let go, its merely adapting to change. You can't change a person's feelings or thoughts or emotions, but you can most certainly change yours. All it takes is for you to loosen the grip on each one of your fingers slowly... and let go.
I know, i've been through it before.
//for the broken hearted.
Broken promises
But you don't really mind
It's not the first time and you know it
Don't you know
Tell me why it is you only smile inside
But when you break me into nothing
Don't you know
It's not like I haven't tried over and over again
Stupid fights, wrong or right
Goodbye
I remember when you came with me that night
We said forever, that you would never let me go
But here I am again
With nothing left inside
Know I don't wanna
But I gotta let you go
You're the one mistake I really didn't mind
So beautiful, unmerciful
It took me down
Too little and too late
See now I know your kind
You fake it easy just to please me
Don't you know
It's not like we haven't tried over and over again
Sleepless nights, wrong or right
Goodbye
I gotta let you go
It's you
There's nothing I can do
My blog tonight isn't about me, its about a friend who feels betrayed and angry.
Learning to let go is a hard thing to do. I don't think anyone can really understand what it means to really let go of something they love. None of us can. Who wants to leave the best things that has ever happened to them? Who really wants to leave behind all the sad thoughts and happy thoughts, all the memories? But learning to let go isn't learning to let go, its merely adapting to change. You can't change a person's feelings or thoughts or emotions, but you can most certainly change yours. All it takes is for you to loosen the grip on each one of your fingers slowly... and let go.
I know, i've been through it before.
//for the broken hearted.
Broken promises
But you don't really mind
It's not the first time and you know it
Don't you know
Tell me why it is you only smile inside
But when you break me into nothing
Don't you know
It's not like I haven't tried over and over again
Stupid fights, wrong or right
Goodbye
I remember when you came with me that night
We said forever, that you would never let me go
But here I am again
With nothing left inside
Know I don't wanna
But I gotta let you go
You're the one mistake I really didn't mind
So beautiful, unmerciful
It took me down
Too little and too late
See now I know your kind
You fake it easy just to please me
Don't you know
It's not like we haven't tried over and over again
Sleepless nights, wrong or right
Goodbye
I gotta let you go
It's you
There's nothing I can do
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