Warwick MSA Mnite 2006 was the bomb!
Not a cherry bomb, not a vest-mounted semtex nailbomb, but a fuckin 50 megaton H-bomb, okayy!
Everyone was clearly blown away by every single aspect of the performance - the humourous script, the superb acting , the twists people never saw coming - and of course the incredible singing and dancing as well! Even third years(warwickians and outta towners) who've seen their fair share of Mnites - Imperial's, UCLs, Notts etc over the years had a glowing review of the night. Drama, tears and laughter. The whole nine yards.
Seriously, everyone involved should give themselves a hearty pat on their backs.
The actors, for their powerful/engaging/hysterical portrayals - Syazwani deserves a special mention for being the scariest, super drama mama , umm, momma. Its like they plucked her right outta a typical 50s malay movie with the uber-bitch stepmother and the like. Phoarr!
The dancers and singers. OMFG all the singers were incredible. I don't think we've ever had soo many dances AND dancers to fill 'em out with. Especially the freshers who just can't get enough. If the next bunch of freshies are anything like this lot we're gonna hafta put up a right and proper musical! Nynna and her amazing choreo for Onjak Sekaki. The soft, demure grace of Ulek Mayang. Our amazingly queasingly cutesy, cheery and perky schoolgirl dancers. And my Hindi dancers and my amazing co-choreographer. Oh yeah not forgetting Menuju Puncak!! Another resounding " PhoARRR!!"
And of course, everybody else - dikir-ers, and the crew sidestage, offstage, and jauh gedabak from the stage. Especially those of you who had to deal with the Arts Center twats who were trying to shove us off early probably just so they can get bladdered at the union.
Oh yeah.Cheers to all y'all folks who came from north, south, east and west to catch the show.
It will be a stupidly tough act to follow.
Seriously, everyone involved should give themselves a hearty pat on their backs.
The actors, for their powerful/engaging/hysterical portrayals - Syazwani deserves a special mention for being the scariest, super drama mama , umm, momma. Its like they plucked her right outta a typical 50s malay movie with the uber-bitch stepmother and the like. Phoarr!
The dancers and singers. OMFG all the singers were incredible. I don't think we've ever had soo many dances AND dancers to fill 'em out with. Especially the freshers who just can't get enough. If the next bunch of freshies are anything like this lot we're gonna hafta put up a right and proper musical! Nynna and her amazing choreo for Onjak Sekaki. The soft, demure grace of Ulek Mayang. Our amazingly queasingly cutesy, cheery and perky schoolgirl dancers. And my Hindi dancers and my amazing co-choreographer. Oh yeah not forgetting Menuju Puncak!! Another resounding " PhoARRR!!"
And of course, everybody else - dikir-ers, and the crew sidestage, offstage, and jauh gedabak from the stage. Especially those of you who had to deal with the Arts Center twats who were trying to shove us off early probably just so they can get bladdered at the union.
Oh yeah.Cheers to all y'all folks who came from north, south, east and west to catch the show.
It will be a stupidly tough act to follow.
Enough! Now for the photos!
*Warning! Rampant camera whoring to follow!*
Go Dola! GiGi, Sam, Shivani and Nadia rarin' to go
More sari-wrapped hotnessess - Ping, Steph and Tanya
The Heroine, Hero and the Mother - Syazana, Atfy and Syazwani
Some light posing with Din juuust before bhangra. Respect on learning the dance in a little more than a day, duude~!
Praying or ALSO posing, hmmn, Melvin?
Ee Ping showing off her 'dragon' and Puteri!!
Broomfield 157. go house!
Delene, dancer and kitchen assistant extrodinaire, and Nynna - mahaguruuuuuu!
Wahh all the way from Notts !
James who basically pimped up the whole play, and Marissa , the uber-talented force of nature - two of whom without which there'd be no mnite. Or at least one thats nowhere near as spectacular. * sembah *
Dikir caught from backstage. Patendu Patende!
More group shots:
And from our very own 'after party':
Its schweet being the bartender/drinks marshall/the twat pouring the magic juice
Okay that's just wrong. wrong.
The terrible trio - pouty Sam, naughty Nadia & Shivani " whaddya mean we have enough spinning" Kabra
The same three ladies after some mild substance abuse. Heh.
*Warning! Rampant camera whoring to follow!*
Go Dola! GiGi, Sam, Shivani and Nadia rarin' to go
More sari-wrapped hotnessess - Ping, Steph and Tanya
The Heroine, Hero and the Mother - Syazana, Atfy and Syazwani
Some light posing with Din juuust before bhangra. Respect on learning the dance in a little more than a day, duude~!
Praying or ALSO posing, hmmn, Melvin?
Ee Ping showing off her 'dragon' and Puteri!!
Broomfield 157. go house!
Delene, dancer and kitchen assistant extrodinaire, and Nynna - mahaguruuuuuu!
Wahh all the way from Notts !
James who basically pimped up the whole play, and Marissa , the uber-talented force of nature - two of whom without which there'd be no mnite. Or at least one thats nowhere near as spectacular. * sembah *
Dikir caught from backstage. Patendu Patende!More group shots:
And from our very own 'after party':
Its schweet being the bartender/drinks marshall/the twat pouring the magic juice
Okay that's just wrong. wrong.
The terrible trio - pouty Sam, naughty Nadia & Shivani " whaddya mean we have enough spinning" Kabra
The same three ladies after some mild substance abuse. Heh.GoooOOOo Warwick!!
Actually i've been making a list of the things that i've been meaning to blog about. I'll just keep 'em short and slap 'em on just to get everything off my back.
Yup its that time again! rant rant rant rant
Thank god we have only one directly-attached neighbour. Tu pun we got a blooody bitchy one. They're a married couple without child - granted, we deserved the coupla of lashings we got last term because of the mass gaming sessions we got here, but lately they've been damn bitchy lorr...technically i dont even think its 'them' cos its always the flat faced bitch who comes over to complain. OOoo she can hear use typing at night oooh she can hear us talking from room to room. Mahai sommore can say something like " yeah like you're students yeah, and you can lie in bed all day while we've got jobs to go for in the morning" Pukimak la like we dont have 9 am labs and sems. Like we dont go lectures also liddat. Basically damn kurang ajar in a polite yet condescending way.
I would wish that next year they'd get a super rowdy bunch of students like the house 10 houses higher up the road and their super loud Desi parties as neighbours so she can appreciate how silent our house has been in comparison. Buuuut since we're taking this house again next year ...hohohoho its just a matter of finding the most creative way to tell her. MUahahaha.
Fox eared flat faced bitch. Just when i was planning to bake their house a little something.
Oh and a little bit about sensitive blog readers. If you somehow googled or otherwise ambled here and found something that ticks you off, tough. Again, this is MY blog, MY space, and i'll fill it with whatever opinions and rambling i like. Especially if you're malaysian - i'm sure you can identify with the occasional bit of non-political correctedness and mildly racist banter that you doubtlessly engage in back home. I'm impartial - eeeverybody will have something comin to them. Old people. Politicians. Poseurs. Imbeciles.People who embrace stereotypes. The list goes on. Why? Because its fun to lambast them, and i bet my bottom dollar you'd get a snigger or two from reading it as well. Go ahead, flame my tagboard or whatever. Here i am god. And i know where every comment and tag is from. So becareful your life, okay!
I'm also now goddamn sick of currypuffs. Wouldn't mind making onde onde again tho. Popiahs? When somebody finds me some of those stonking huge water chestnuts here.
Oh yeah while i was thinking of what to cook this morning, out of the fucking blue the menu and recipes for a six course meal hit me. Not just any six course meal - a valentine's treat for all 5 senses. I'd hate for the idea to go to waste so if anyone wants to try anything from it just ask me what you'd need to get go trolling over at Sains/Tesco and bring it over here(dont worry it wont be bank-breaking) . Plus points if you're also a single (female) who's also griping about the smug couples who are hopefully getting cheated blind by florists, confectioners, card makers and all things valentine-ny.
Scallops with ginger, mirin & miso dressing
Pumpkin and fig soup with creme fraiche & caviar
Fetuccine Amatricana with Pecorino Romano cheese
Lamb Fillet with Rosemary and Tarragon roux
Mango and Peach Pastry baskets with apricot honey glaze
and to drink , my own cocktail of fresh raspberry puree, mint, a splash of gin and topped up with champagne.
The 6th course? heh heh i'd rather keep that a surprise. No, its not something pervy.
While we're on food, the Singsoc's CNY dinner was worth every penny. YUmmy, yummy food and the right kinda ambiance with the mahjongg, blackjack and karaoke. I'd post some photos, but
a. i cant be fucked right about now
b. i pity those not on broadband who have to load my blog in its entirety enough as it is.
Had many super hilarious quotes too - but most of them either flew over my head, or are pretty much unprintable, even by my standards. But here's one i will be using a LOT :
"The girlfriend is hot and all, tapi muka laki dier macam hampas kelapa sawit!"
And here's a blonde joke to END all blonde jokes. See how long you take to get it.
Actually i've been making a list of the things that i've been meaning to blog about. I'll just keep 'em short and slap 'em on just to get everything off my back.
Yup its that time again! rant rant rant rant
Thank god we have only one directly-attached neighbour. Tu pun we got a blooody bitchy one. They're a married couple without child - granted, we deserved the coupla of lashings we got last term because of the mass gaming sessions we got here, but lately they've been damn bitchy lorr...technically i dont even think its 'them' cos its always the flat faced bitch who comes over to complain. OOoo she can hear use typing at night oooh she can hear us talking from room to room. Mahai sommore can say something like " yeah like you're students yeah, and you can lie in bed all day while we've got jobs to go for in the morning" Pukimak la like we dont have 9 am labs and sems. Like we dont go lectures also liddat. Basically damn kurang ajar in a polite yet condescending way.
I would wish that next year they'd get a super rowdy bunch of students like the house 10 houses higher up the road and their super loud Desi parties as neighbours so she can appreciate how silent our house has been in comparison. Buuuut since we're taking this house again next year ...hohohoho its just a matter of finding the most creative way to tell her. MUahahaha.
Fox eared flat faced bitch. Just when i was planning to bake their house a little something.
Oh and a little bit about sensitive blog readers. If you somehow googled or otherwise ambled here and found something that ticks you off, tough. Again, this is MY blog, MY space, and i'll fill it with whatever opinions and rambling i like. Especially if you're malaysian - i'm sure you can identify with the occasional bit of non-political correctedness and mildly racist banter that you doubtlessly engage in back home. I'm impartial - eeeverybody will have something comin to them. Old people. Politicians. Poseurs. Imbeciles.People who embrace stereotypes. The list goes on. Why? Because its fun to lambast them, and i bet my bottom dollar you'd get a snigger or two from reading it as well. Go ahead, flame my tagboard or whatever. Here i am god. And i know where every comment and tag is from. So becareful your life, okay!
I'm also now goddamn sick of currypuffs. Wouldn't mind making onde onde again tho. Popiahs? When somebody finds me some of those stonking huge water chestnuts here.
Oh yeah while i was thinking of what to cook this morning, out of the fucking blue the menu and recipes for a six course meal hit me. Not just any six course meal - a valentine's treat for all 5 senses. I'd hate for the idea to go to waste so if anyone wants to try anything from it just ask me what you'd need to get go trolling over at Sains/Tesco and bring it over here(dont worry it wont be bank-breaking) . Plus points if you're also a single (female) who's also griping about the smug couples who are hopefully getting cheated blind by florists, confectioners, card makers and all things valentine-ny.
Scallops with ginger, mirin & miso dressing
Pumpkin and fig soup with creme fraiche & caviar
Fetuccine Amatricana with Pecorino Romano cheese
Lamb Fillet with Rosemary and Tarragon roux
Mango and Peach Pastry baskets with apricot honey glaze
and to drink , my own cocktail of fresh raspberry puree, mint, a splash of gin and topped up with champagne.
The 6th course? heh heh i'd rather keep that a surprise. No, its not something pervy.
While we're on food, the Singsoc's CNY dinner was worth every penny. YUmmy, yummy food and the right kinda ambiance with the mahjongg, blackjack and karaoke. I'd post some photos, but
a. i cant be fucked right about now
b. i pity those not on broadband who have to load my blog in its entirety enough as it is.
Had many super hilarious quotes too - but most of them either flew over my head, or are pretty much unprintable, even by my standards. But here's one i will be using a LOT :
"The girlfriend is hot and all, tapi muka laki dier macam hampas kelapa sawit!"
And here's a blonde joke to END all blonde jokes. See how long you take to get it.
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