M and I are headed to Europe for three weeks this Saturday, and it’s going to be a good time to recharge and take stock of what a crazy year it’s been – and will continue to be. (And to pig out on cream tea, croissants, Berthillon ice cream, and other delectables in London, Paris and Reykjavik.)
Hindsight is a funny thing. If you told me this time last year that in a year’s time I’d actually get to to act, sing and dance onstage with one of Singapore’s most established and respected theatre companies, rehearse with and learn the ropes of theatre from a great band of funny, crazy, kind folks… I’d not have believed you.
I finished my six shows on Sunday, and that heady little adventure over the past two months have confirmed a long-held suspicion – that I’m fully, foolishly, irretrievably in love with being a part of theatre.
I’m feeling very thankful, and also dare I say a little proud of myself for making it through the process. Every step was new and foreign to me and I was scared as heck, unsure if I’d be “good enough”. New challenges, new environment, new rules. But I soldiered through and did my very best, and I’ve learnt so very much.
As they say, onwards and upwards! :-)