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.

Monday, May 07, 2007

Final Thought Before Bed

Before I sign off this motherfuckin’ computer, I just have a few more things I need to say.

Why the fuck are people from my past trying to reconnect with me NOW? There were many reasons why I left White Plains, starting with the drama and lack of camaraderie there was amongst my peers.

I’m getting Facebook messages and IMs all of a sudden from people who don’t talk to me, trying to ask what I’m up to and invite me to stuff. I just don’t get it.

I expect people to be black and white. Either you are my friend or your not. Either you talk to me or you don’t. Pick ONE.

These people chose not to be a part of my life and left me out of theirs. I was fine with that, but what ticks me off is the gray area where people try to have their cake and eat it too. You can’t NOT talk to me for 6 months and then all of a sudden call or IM me like no time passed. I don’t work that way.

What’s funny to me is now that I’m NOT in White Plains, people NOW all of a sudden are concerned whether or not I’m going to be in town any time soon. How the hell does that make any goddamn sense?

All I want is for people to be consistent and respectful. IS THAT TOO MUCH to ask?

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