The End

Jun Ian: And I will always remember the brief period we spent as...
Jon: As gods.
Jun Ian: I... wouldn't go that far.
Jon: I would!

Those four lines probably sums up the month of August for me. The two greatest events of my young life have come and gone, and I'll forever hold those memories close.

The 2006 Broadway Extraordinaire.

And the trip to Sacred Heart College in Perth.

Of the two, the former is a greater landmark in the history books; more than a month of hard practice resulting in two stellar shows. I'll always remember the saturday night concert forever. And I felt for a while that nothing could top it.

Then came the six days we spent in the company of Sacred Heart.

Simply put, it was the best week of my life. Period. Six perfect days, from start to finish. I never felt sadder as I walked through the departure gate, and it meant more than I could ever put in words when we cried all the way to the plane.

A picture being worth a thousand words and all that, I'm just going to go light on words and heavy on pictures.

We saw many things both strange and wonderful.

It wasn't Superman.

But it was close.

The Hearts loved our dance, even though the music started too early and people were screwing up all over the stage.

The flashy costumes probably threw them for a bit though, and since the dances were all under a minute they probably never got past the initial shock.

Despite earlier misgivings, we beat the Hearts in futsal 7-4. We drew 3-3 in football though. We were losing 3-0 in the first half, then we switched players around. Azfar played for the Hearts in the second half. He conceded all six goals!

This is King's Park by night. The most wonderful place in the world if you go at the right time with the right people.

My last hour in Perth was spent frantically doing sketches for the Hearts.

This picture was taken minutes before the crying began. It was a happy time. Thank you all so much.