Huang Cheng 2009
I was going to write an entry about Huang Cheng, the wonderful thing that has brought me so many wonderful and sweet memories, but really, what can I write?

We went back as a senior batch last night to watch, and I went back with the ticketing people to drop by and help out a bit. It's such a different thing to watch it as audience, really. To know that your time has passed and you're no longer the ones involved, but the ones supporting. It was all the more special, that this will be the last time it's at Victoria Theatre for quite a while.

I strolled around the place, and revisited each and every spot that held meaning to me. I walked by the old Admin Team room, which I worked from in J1. Then Ticketing got its own room in J2, we moved up to the 3rd floor. I poked my way into the rooms where we worked last year, the memories of what we did there, layouts and all still so freshly imprinted in my mind.

The many times we walked up the yellow stairs, slacked around in the basement and tiptoed past the sides of the stage, they're still here, beautiful. They might or might not be around, I can't figure. And chances are, we'd be too old by then to go backstage. We wouldn't know our juniors that well, it'd be odd.

I wanted to compose this entry in VT, I wrote it here. It's different somehow, bidding it goodbye quietly. I'm so glad for this chapter of my life, it was unexpected, but it taught me so much and changed the way I saw things.

As the jacket writes, 黄城一辈子！