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Finally caught Wicked at Marina Bay Sands Theatre!

While walking over to Marina Bay Sands

I have to admit that I’m stoked about the musical because the last musical I watched was eons ago and I like the teaser in the synopsis:

WICKED tells the untold story of the Witches of Oz. Long before Dorothy dropped in, two other girls meet in the Land of Oz. One, born with emerald green skin, is smart, fiery and misunderstood. The other is beautiful, ambitious and very popular. WICKED tells the story of how these two unlikely friends grow to become the Wicked Witch of the West and Glinda the Good.

I knew the musical would be a good one the moment I stepped into the theatre. First off, the stage was very nicely done up. Attention to detail was amazing. I could see every gear, clockwork wonderfully worked into the stage. The dragon at the very top was almost breathtaking.

Wicked Stage

I love the way the musical cleverly wove in details of the Dorothy story of Wizard of Oz.

What stood out the most for me is that there’s no particular character in the show that is evil. Each character, in his or her own way, makes a choice stemming from harmless intention but ultimately gets misconstrued and distorted because society chooses to perceive it differently. Society would do well to judge less and respect more.

I especially loved the song, “Defying Gravity.”

If you love plays. This is a must watch.

Chilling out at Fuse after the show

Enjoying our Ozmopolitian. Yum!

I’m through accepting limits

cause someone says they’re so

Some things I cannot change

But till I try, I’ll never know!

Too long I’ve been afraid of

Losing love I guess I’ve lost

Well, if that’s love

It comes at much too high a cost!

I’d sooner buy

Defying gravity

Kiss me goodbye

I’m defying gravity

And you can’t pull me down

C  O  N  F  I  R  M  A  T  I  O  N

These 12 alphabets stared back at me and for the longest time, I still can’t make myself do the necessary.

Its an attitude, my boss says.

Its me listening to my heart, I believe.

This place grows on people, me included. Yet something seems lacking. Misplaced even. I know for sure I kick ass, I’m good at what I do and constantly gets the affirmation and assurance that I am doing something right. Yet, as ungrateful as it sounds, I can’t make myself pen down a yes because I want and perhaps even need this exit strategy as my last resort, my trump card should I break down and this time, can’t seem to mend.

It could be like what May describes of me, that I’m very much a perfectionist, paying attention to  the details and not willing to let a flaw slip by. In parallel, this place, however becoming, has not been perfect nor ideal. In fact, far from it. I can list down all sorts of reasons why I should not stay, yet none of them seems to matter when I consider the bunch of people who I contribute to by not leaving.

Unlock my thoughts

I can’t help being who I am. I can’t fathom the day I’ll let standards drop and quality slide. Some things may not be worth doing, yet I find myself stubbornly trudging through the tasks, going at it till my body tires and my knuckles bare bone, just because I can, I want to and I see the worth of completing. I feel the strain, I resent it. Yet I can’t make myself turn a blind eye.

Just like how i used to joke, that seemingly straight forward projects more often than not mutate into monstrous proportions. Sometimes I wonder if it is because of me, that because I try not to leave a stone unturned, did I curse it. Perhaps its a misguided aggression, passion and blind determination that skews and screws with things.

I feel like I badly need a break.. that, or to bite the bullet and as K puts it “Just do the deed and be done with it.”