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Title: The last question-

Hey.

My nose seems to be much stuffier than it was a few hours ago.

Have you ever encountered someone who was completely mad about what they liked? One whose life revolves around that one thing? One who would talk to himself in his imaginary world about that one thing? One whose wealth depends on that one thing? One who is so high above the rest that most of his pals get close to him all because of his fame n wealth in that one thing? One who is so lonely when he hates others to share whatever he has which leaves him with his dog to talk to only? One who is selfish and self-centred that gives others no chance to gain anything when they are involved in that one thing?

You are living in this world of yours where you are so rich but lonely such that your house has its only purpose to invite your guests for party...Maybe, just maybe, ever imagined yourself being an eight year-old kid? A little child who goes on an adventure to somewhere new, completely unseen of the place you are heading to? One whose mind was to look for a person whom your aunt doesn’t want you to meet while she leaves for a mission? One whose wish was to know who your dad was?

You stand in front of a man whom you call as ‘dad’. He doesn’t know you, not even your existence. You try to prove to him who you are with your birth certificate; and other things which you dug so hard and brought so far. Yet he thinks you’re another cheat trying to share his fortune.

Thank God you have your dad’s character of passion for whatever you believe in – know your dad better – as you try to bring him the things a dad should have. Showing him how to tell bedtime stories, following him to his night pub opening night, acting in childlike ways so he’d handle a kid better, asking questions, telling your illness, learning his way of speaking... how you wish that he’ll understand you.

Your dad tries to add you into his life, his usual way of doing things, preparing for his work. But you, curious and eager to know more about this special way of life, press the wrong buttons of your dad’s multi-million universal control system, play with his machines in the kitchen, and fill the bathtub with loads of bubbles wastifully.

He fights hard to appease you and searches for short-term solutions to shut you up with an additional room coloured in your favourite things or brings you to ballet lessons when you want it. Yet, everyone has his or her limits. He tries to leave you in ballet lessons as if it was a day-care centre while he enjoys his massage...

Somehow your dad attempts to get into your life by joining your ballet performance, acting. When you are afraid of the crowd before the performance, he is there. Dad. He tells you how nervy he’s feeling too. All the more he shows you his odd costume that looks so funny! (:

Your successful act means that you need to support him and act so that he’ll gain the most from his final game. This is when you realise people see you as a burden to his career, destroying his reputation. Prolly your wish to know your dad after losing your mum six months ago crushes his all-time passion; Football. What you have done was all wrong. You don’t want to lose him, but this can’t go on. He might lose everything! And all because of this little kid!? This is when you decided to leave him...

Now think you are the dad. The game you’re in, you lose concentration. It seems like everything’s gone. Your child and life. No more. How you wish that kid can come back to you. Revitalise all that you’ve lost in this game. All the happy times you had will only be memories for you. For a spur of magic, that child appears in front of you. The energy’s back. Those words, never say no, comes from that little mouth which are part of your clichés that sound pointless to you when you said it. Yes, your child believes in you, which teaches you the greatest lesson of all; don’t be self-centred or selfish, pass the ball around, give it to the best person for the team or in life, care for those around you. It might just be worth it.

I couldn’t stop clearing my nose ever since. um, there’s also been twice where tears dripped while on the bus. haha (: The sight of little notes written to dad about how that little girl was feeling reminds me of what i did to my dad.

Overall, the show was good, impressive balance of humour to keep the audience watching with the deep inside feelings. Yet those in the dark room were horrible ones, laugh at the wrong times.

I thought I controlled well when tears didn’t flow after the show. cbelle did, good for her. (:

"What is the happiest thing that happened to you?"

I realised my post here is retarded. maybe cos i type what i think. ya.

the way we spammed the basketball game in arcade was rather amusing :D

but the feeling of not being wanted by tiff n cuiyi for movie still seems like i've missed out tons!

Smile!! (:

yup, so that's what happened (:
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