Drama Queen blunders

 Drama queen as she’s fondly known is a bubbly, voluptuous creature of sorts with blond streaks carefully concealed with brown tint. We all love her, how could you possibly hate her when she does some of the most hilarious things some of us could only dream of doing. Let me take you through some of her untimely mishaps that took place on our adventure to India.

She was getting along fine without major blondeness until she decided to let everyone at the workshop know – including the lecturer who’s Indian and quite accustomed to dealing with faulty equipment- that her washing machine goes taka taka taka (SFX and the whole works) whenever the washing is done, mind you she said this in the most normal manner, like it happens to everyone else. This is when the lecturer (who is an old fart) decided that he was in love with her… I mean who cannot be in love with this girl.
After she recovered from all the thigh tapping and red faceness…on our to the air port she shows us stuff she had bought for her boyfriend, (who happens to be a sort of metrosexual who prefers clean lines) a fake designer wallet with the logo as big as the United States and bling all over it with a handy key chain, strangely that reminded me of Thompson and Thompson. The wallet was simply hilarious and we immediately roared with laughter… get this she paid a good amount for it.

The next two blonde episodes happened at the airport when she tried to smuggle lighters via her handbag, she was found out and promptly frisked of the lighters. After much eye batting and flirting she was allowed to put them in her hold luggage. After we got into the plane or the next day she remembered that she bought her grandpa a shirt from the airport paying three times what it normally costs and left it behind at the airport.

And the prize for the biggest blonde mishap ever….ta da she put her laptop in the hold luggage and she gets back a rather miserable looking, internal bled, menstruating lat pot. It’s recuperating and has run a bill of 50,000 on rehab alone.
Drama Queen no matter what anyone says we love you and will continue to do so until of course you outgrow the blond streaks.

I will always defend my brother. I will always stand by him. I will share all my sweets with him.

To my bloody memories,

For the past four months I’ve been involved with the musical ‘Blood Brothers’, this is part of the reason why my friends think that I’ve become completely reclusive. This is my second workshop production since the ill-fated Phantom and I was happy to be back with the Workshop Players. A lot of things have changed since 2002, everyone from the initial workshop group has grown older (like duh!) and there were new additions. Somehow it wasn’t the same. I firmly believe that changes are always good, but was this change good? I’m not entirely sure because the people weren’t that friendly to the newer ones, the ’stars’ remained and some additional ones clung onto the new found fame… well I guess some things never change. With all that I did enjoy the production a lot and I’m glad that I put aside the time and effort to make it for rehearsals. What really upset me was that I wasn’t there for opening night and the first couple of nights because I had to attend a company workshop in India (will blog about that later). I didn’t play a huge role, I was in the ensemble outfit even though I can’t sing…I’m do an impressive job of faking singing. I did play a wannabe Marilyn Monroe for like 10 seconds even though I dislike her a lot. Why do I always end up seducing somebody? I’m nothing like that in real life. The parts I loved the most in the whole production were the kids game, madman and the last song.

The show on the whole I thought was fabulous and I did meet some really exceptional people who I know I will continue to associate with for the rest of my life. I met my neighbour who I had not known for over two years so if it wasn’t for workshop I would have still been oblivious to his existence. I hope I could take part in many other productions that workshop will inevitably bring to Sri Lankan audiences. With that I bid adieu to Marilyn Monroe, she’s really kept me company over the past few months and somehow managed to grow on me.

Oh the title of this post is taken from the musical.