The Kabuki Play 3

Kabuki is a traditional form of Japanese theater that portrays the lives of people who lived during the Edo period (1600-1868). While it's subject matter is primarily historical, Kabuki's extraordinary spectacles of color and sound through acting, dancing and music still symbolize contemporary life.

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HISTORY OF "THE KABUKI PLAY"

  • The original "Kabuki Play" writings exposed a brash inner monologue as I struggled through the trials and tribulations as a college student. Broken friendships, irritating dorm-mates and akward trips home between semesters kicked off the first "Kabuki Play" series. However, college didn't last forever and "the real world" was right around the corner with drama ten fold.
  • "The Kabuki Play 2," a darker and more disturbing account, told the unsettling story about my first job after graduating from college, it being one of the biggest trainwrecks in the history of "The Kabuki Play." After being caught in the middle of 10 consecutive firings in less than two years and being stuck with four pisspoor bosses, I decided that I'd had enough. So, I quit my job and cut off all the negativity in my life, and moved two hours away from home to start my life over.
  • With a new job, my own apartment and a new beginning, "The Kabuki Play 3" picks up where the second series left off and revisits my inner monologue as I try to leave the past behind me and spread my wings.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Friend or Foe

I normally keep my social life private, but I’m not going to do it anymore because I’m sick and tired of keeping it bottled up. I feel like I’ve tried to address and fix these issues many times in the past. Perhaps I failed, or maybe it just doesn’t sink in.

How would you feel if your so-called “friends” don’t talk to you for months on end, simply because they don’t care? What if you knew they’ve gossiped behind your back? I never could understand how a bunch of guys refused to put everything on the table. Or, what if they always went to the movies without you? How would you feel knowing they don’t accept anything that makes you hate the music you listen to, hate the stores you shop in, hate the things you like to do and don’t.

This is the shit that I’ve been putting up with the past several years and I’m just not going to do it anymore. I guess I shouldn’t hate the players, but hate the typical White Plains game.

I grew tired of having my opinion being subject to ridicule. I’m not going to argue anymore. I grew tired of going out every weekend and doing the same thing—over and over—and listening to the same conversations. I don’t care about “The Simpsons”, or “Seinfeld” or baseball and not even the lead-singer of the most underground indie-rock band—I never have. I’m tired of being a chauffeur and being stuck with having to pay for parking, every time. I’m not going to suffer from poorly planned and last minute birthday bashes; you don’t celebrate mine (probably because you don’t know when it is or do you even care), so why should I go nuts over yours? I’m tired of suggesting things for us to do and then being shot down.

But, all that is not what’s bothering me. It’s the fact that over 4 months have gone by since I’ve spoken to my old buddies—even longer for some other—and they’re acting like it’s a big mystery, a big surprise that we [all] haven’t hung out together. I’m just baffled by the out-of-the-blue “hello” I received last week (if they REALLY wanted to hang out, they should have called a long time ago).

I’m done with what I had to say, but it doesn’t matter.

Maybe it’s me who has done wrong? Maybe I’m the one who has taken a 180?

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