Story.

The Man Who Planted Trees~

One fine day in Upland-ville, there lived a teacher who taught drama named Randy Moss. And he had news for us that Thursday. We were to watch a puppet! show the next week. No excuses. Everyone had to there, present or not we were going to be charged Rm30. At first, I thought it would be really boring and childish and I didn't know why we had to watch it so bad-I mean, why oh why did we have to watch it, I wasn't really dreading it, but I wasn't really looking forward to it either. As a kid, I thought that puppet shows were awesome, IF you didn't see the hands that were attached to them. I proved me wrong today, - now I know the best part is to see the people (: how awesome is that?

Anyhow, today

I stepped into the MPH with Michelle, exhausted [in other words emotionally hung over] hopin' to get over with the puppeteer play thing. I'd forgotten all about it till the last lesson of the day, MATHS. So obviously, I was not so excited at first considering my state, but just the thought to see in reality the first puppet show I would ever be to, was pretty exhilarating. Anyway, we went in and I had this crazy idea it would end really soon, figuring primary kids were there and their parents probably wanted them to come home after watching the show. Boy oh boy, was I wrong. It took 1 hour. We finished at 4:30. I didn't get to keep track of time because I was so distracted. It was an amazing performance. I loved every minute of it. [Bet u didn't see that coming]

Its was worth it.

I didn't really like the story plot though, it was okay i guess and really sad when the dude died. The best part I loved throughout was their scripts. Especially the dawg (: 

I have no idea why you wasted 3 - 5 minutes on reading my random crap.