Am I Difficult? : The Turbulent Journey towards UCL Malaysian Night 2007
So here's what happened:
Whn leaned that some inexpperienced douche-bag is directing the show, I decided not to be invloved.I wanted to write the script, but I didn't want to be in it. When I spent the whole summer tryin to write it and failed, I tried to pitch my story to the production, and get someone to write it. I happened, just not the way I expected. So baically, the script sucked, so they picked another one, which also sucked.
Strike one.
After that, I decide not to audition for any role, but I'd be glad to join the musical numbers. But they convinced me to do a part, which hardly have any lines at all, promising me a pretty sweet deal - I can decide when I want to go to rehearsal. Well, it was literally one line. Who needs rehearsals right? But because the director is a dumb-ass HO, the producer asked me to come anyway and help him. I didn't want the show to be bad, so I agreed to do it. So I have to come to a lot of rehearsals, and after the christmas break, when the rehearsals for the musical numbers started, I was in UCL from 9am to 10 pm every single day. I was exhausted!!! One weekend, I attended a rehearsal, along with Iedil, gave directions to the cast, as the director was simply not there. So basically, we were doing his job. A few days later, I learned that while Iedil and I was doing this slutfaced ho-bag's job, he was in Italy. On a vacation. Asshole!!!
Strike two.
It didn't stop me from being committed to the show. I routinely come home every night so exhausted that I go straight to bed. One day, when I was holding tears back as I tried to do my coursework, I realised that it's just too much. The fact that it takes me about 1 hour to go to school and another hour to go home just made everything worse. So I quit. I just couldn't take it.
About a week later, Farahana called me and convinced me to come back. Before that, I was told that despite my quitting, I was going to be on the program, as part of the "Creative Crew" that consists of the peple who's doing the worthless piece of shit(the director)'s job. I decided to come back as there's only 2 weeks left, and Farahana conviced me that I won't have to come eveyday. On my first dy back, Fizan convinced me to portray my charcter as gay, instead of a boring, mute P.A. I actually had fun. I didn't even mind that they made me come to rehearsals everyday, despite being promised differently.
In the final week, I started feeling tired, so I leave rehearsals early, etc. I had to. I just couldn't stand arriving home at midnight every night, feeling exhausted. On Thursday, the day that I had to endure 2 hours of bus ride in the morning through the snow, while trying to complete the two long courseworks due the next day, Hanna, the producer, showed me the Program. I read the director's thanks you's, and didn't find my name. I assumed it was because of my quitting earlier. You see, people thought I quit because I was sick of doing his job, and was trying to act all diva. I was acting kinda diva-ish, but that's not the reason I quit. I quit because I was simply exhausted. Whatever. People only see what they want to see. I continued going through the program, and found the "Creative Crew" team. To my surprise, I was not there!!
Strike THREE!!
I was pissed off. I told Hanna, and she told Farahana, bla bla bla. I was to busy to be upset. I have coursework to do. I told them we will talk about it that night at rehearsals. I called Liza to ask her opinion, she said she'd be pissed off too. That night, at rehearsals, no-one bothered to explain what happened, let alone apologise. I was beyond pissed off. I left early to finish my coursework. People thought I left early because I was upset about the whole Program thing and again, being the Diva that I am, I left early. I did mention something about walking out if they don't come up with a good solution for this mess. The truth is, I had to pull an all-nighter to get the papers done on time. On my way home, I sent a long, bitchy text to Farahana expressing my disappointment on the whole situation.
The next day, after all the craziness of Chemical Engineering was over (for now), I went home to sleep. I was tired from staying up all night. At 11pm, Liza called me, asking me why I didn't come to rehearsal. I didn't know there was gonna be one. At that point, based on Liza's tone when she asked me, I think people were conviced that I pulling another Diva stunt over the Program book fiasco. I wasn't!! I wanted to but I wasn't!!
The next day, I hesitated about showing up at the theatre. It was too late to find a replacement, and my not showing up could ruin the show. I decided to go anyway. I was thinking that leaving the show an hour before showtime would really hit the spot. I didn't. I behaved. I was nice to everyone. I even apologised to Farahana for the bitchy text, after she explained to me her situation. I did give silent treatments to some people. But I behaved. I did the show, and I was cooperative. I was even being nice. I smiled to people. Seriously, being nice to people when u're pissed off is not a picnic. Especially when u have to be around people u're pissed off at!!
Now that the show is over, I have to admit I'm still upset. The thing that really pisses me off the most is that I don't even know who I'm supposed to be pissed off at. I don't even know what I'm pissed off about. And now that the show is over, no-one will care. I will never know why the "Creative Crew" didn't include me, The stupid director gets credited for othr people's work, and people will always think I was difficult to work with. I'm pissed off. I'm beyond pissed off. Throughout the show, when I see all the tiny little details tha I came up with, I felt like crying. I was so upset. No-one will ever know that came from me. They'll always believe that stupid-ass dumb dumb did all that when he didn't.
Honestly. Am I difficult?
P/s: I know you will say this just my side of the story, and it my be biased. Ther's nothing I can do about that.
Whn leaned that some inexpperienced douche-bag is directing the show, I decided not to be invloved.I wanted to write the script, but I didn't want to be in it. When I spent the whole summer tryin to write it and failed, I tried to pitch my story to the production, and get someone to write it. I happened, just not the way I expected. So baically, the script sucked, so they picked another one, which also sucked.
Strike one.
After that, I decide not to audition for any role, but I'd be glad to join the musical numbers. But they convinced me to do a part, which hardly have any lines at all, promising me a pretty sweet deal - I can decide when I want to go to rehearsal. Well, it was literally one line. Who needs rehearsals right? But because the director is a dumb-ass HO, the producer asked me to come anyway and help him. I didn't want the show to be bad, so I agreed to do it. So I have to come to a lot of rehearsals, and after the christmas break, when the rehearsals for the musical numbers started, I was in UCL from 9am to 10 pm every single day. I was exhausted!!! One weekend, I attended a rehearsal, along with Iedil, gave directions to the cast, as the director was simply not there. So basically, we were doing his job. A few days later, I learned that while Iedil and I was doing this slutfaced ho-bag's job, he was in Italy. On a vacation. Asshole!!!
Strike two.
It didn't stop me from being committed to the show. I routinely come home every night so exhausted that I go straight to bed. One day, when I was holding tears back as I tried to do my coursework, I realised that it's just too much. The fact that it takes me about 1 hour to go to school and another hour to go home just made everything worse. So I quit. I just couldn't take it.
About a week later, Farahana called me and convinced me to come back. Before that, I was told that despite my quitting, I was going to be on the program, as part of the "Creative Crew" that consists of the peple who's doing the worthless piece of shit(the director)'s job. I decided to come back as there's only 2 weeks left, and Farahana conviced me that I won't have to come eveyday. On my first dy back, Fizan convinced me to portray my charcter as gay, instead of a boring, mute P.A. I actually had fun. I didn't even mind that they made me come to rehearsals everyday, despite being promised differently.
In the final week, I started feeling tired, so I leave rehearsals early, etc. I had to. I just couldn't stand arriving home at midnight every night, feeling exhausted. On Thursday, the day that I had to endure 2 hours of bus ride in the morning through the snow, while trying to complete the two long courseworks due the next day, Hanna, the producer, showed me the Program. I read the director's thanks you's, and didn't find my name. I assumed it was because of my quitting earlier. You see, people thought I quit because I was sick of doing his job, and was trying to act all diva. I was acting kinda diva-ish, but that's not the reason I quit. I quit because I was simply exhausted. Whatever. People only see what they want to see. I continued going through the program, and found the "Creative Crew" team. To my surprise, I was not there!!
Strike THREE!!
I was pissed off. I told Hanna, and she told Farahana, bla bla bla. I was to busy to be upset. I have coursework to do. I told them we will talk about it that night at rehearsals. I called Liza to ask her opinion, she said she'd be pissed off too. That night, at rehearsals, no-one bothered to explain what happened, let alone apologise. I was beyond pissed off. I left early to finish my coursework. People thought I left early because I was upset about the whole Program thing and again, being the Diva that I am, I left early. I did mention something about walking out if they don't come up with a good solution for this mess. The truth is, I had to pull an all-nighter to get the papers done on time. On my way home, I sent a long, bitchy text to Farahana expressing my disappointment on the whole situation.
The next day, after all the craziness of Chemical Engineering was over (for now), I went home to sleep. I was tired from staying up all night. At 11pm, Liza called me, asking me why I didn't come to rehearsal. I didn't know there was gonna be one. At that point, based on Liza's tone when she asked me, I think people were conviced that I pulling another Diva stunt over the Program book fiasco. I wasn't!! I wanted to but I wasn't!!
The next day, I hesitated about showing up at the theatre. It was too late to find a replacement, and my not showing up could ruin the show. I decided to go anyway. I was thinking that leaving the show an hour before showtime would really hit the spot. I didn't. I behaved. I was nice to everyone. I even apologised to Farahana for the bitchy text, after she explained to me her situation. I did give silent treatments to some people. But I behaved. I did the show, and I was cooperative. I was even being nice. I smiled to people. Seriously, being nice to people when u're pissed off is not a picnic. Especially when u have to be around people u're pissed off at!!
Now that the show is over, I have to admit I'm still upset. The thing that really pisses me off the most is that I don't even know who I'm supposed to be pissed off at. I don't even know what I'm pissed off about. And now that the show is over, no-one will care. I will never know why the "Creative Crew" didn't include me, The stupid director gets credited for othr people's work, and people will always think I was difficult to work with. I'm pissed off. I'm beyond pissed off. Throughout the show, when I see all the tiny little details tha I came up with, I felt like crying. I was so upset. No-one will ever know that came from me. They'll always believe that stupid-ass dumb dumb did all that when he didn't.
Honestly. Am I difficult?
P/s: I know you will say this just my side of the story, and it my be biased. Ther's nothing I can do about that.
yo...you did a good job!!!!!
Well..thats the real world. Once you start working, you will be surrounded with all sort of shit people.. Just be careful...
Posted by
mkbk7 |
8:33 PM
you did a good job khalid! i'd be pissed too if i were in your position...but this is life, there are indeed people like this!!
Posted by
Hafizah |
4:27 AM