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Sunday, 17 June 2007

I'll be at this really really intensive Drama camp for the next four days. I'm talking about an all day camp. I've been asked to write a monologue under the theme "Identity".

Ideas anyone?

*Silence*

Forget I asked.

Actually, I've written two and can't decide between them. They're (as you may have guessed) pretty emo.

Help me chose which one. This is part of my CA marks and I'm not losing to a certain moron again.

Identity Crisis

Some people believe that all of us are put on this earth for a purpose. What is mine then?

I'm just a typical teenager, learning to cope with secondary school life, just like everybody else. There's school, projects, CCA and tuition, filling up the time in my life. But if you take those away, what's left? Nothing. That's what I am, nothing. A void, an insubstainable fragile shadow, without any opinions of my own. Someone with no aspirations and dreams of her own, someone who's life revolves around fulfilling my parent's wishes.

I'm at the crossroads of my life. There are so many open doors in front of me, just waiting... Waiting for me to chose one door. If I pick one, the rest of them will close and vanish forever. Which one to pick, which is the correct path? I can't make the decision. Is my fate inevitable once I make the choice? Is the future really set in stone, or is it possible to make a difference? I feel like I'm all alone in a dark cold tunnel, groping around, blindly in the shadows.

Perhaps... If I try my very best... I will be able to find a speck of warmth and light... Maybe... Just maybe... I'll be able to grasp onto a warm hand, the hand of a person going through the same turmoil as me. The warm, comforting hand of a friend... A friend who can help me, and who I can help in return... Then making the decision will not be as hard as before...
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And the second monologue.

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A celebrity speaks out

Everyone looks up to me. Of course, because I'm a big celebrity. They think it's easy to be me.
And they are so wrong.

It's not easy to be a celebrity. Really. It's not just parties, interviews and fun. Like everyone else, I have to work for my money. And trust me, it's not an easy job. Unlike the rest of the world, we celebrities have the papparazzi after us everytime we get a haircut. Do you think it's easy to act in movies? Before you reply, remember that when I act, it's shot by cameras and will be on the big screen for the rest of the world to see.

That's reason enough to be nervous.

When shooting, I've got to spend hours on makeup and costume.... I don't get much sleep at night, poring over my lines, doing my best to remember them, and studying the script so I can understand my role better.

And say, after all my hard work, the movie is a complete flop. The critics will have the time of their life, criticising me about how lousy my acting is, and how I should pick a better script and everything.

And say, the movies turns out great. Of course I'll be happy, I'll make more money, but of course, there'll be a downside. Guess what?

Piracy. No, I don't mean piracy like from Pirates of the Carribean. (Captain Jack Sparrow rocks, by the way. Don't you agree?) I mean, pirated videos sold in Malaysia, internet downloads and everything.

Do you know how hurt I feel, whenever I see these things? Imagine you have something that you really love, you really believe in, like writing or acting. And you spend so much time and effort on creating something, which you want to sell to the rest of the world.... And guess what.

Your precious work gets ripped off.

How would you feel?

On top of all that, I don't have privacy. At all. I can't even have a boyfried without it being on the headlines of every teenage magazine in the world.

Don't get me wrong. I love my job. In fact, it was my childhood dream to be an actress. But I just wish the rest of the world can be more understanding. I'm just as human as all of you. I make mistakes. I'm not perfect. And I want my privacy. Can your guys understand that?

I'm just human.

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I'm sick of the usual bimbotic intepretations of celebrities. There has to be at least one intelligent one out there, right?

Â -close your eyes ;