My throat hurts. My voice is going. I think I'm going to get sick pretty soon.

Nooooo. Puh-lease, no. Not when our show is in one week. Holy kamote.

I think it's because of temperature changes. We rehearse in air-conditioned classrooms, and because I'm so malikot, I could easily sweat it out. Ahehehe.


This is what we've been doing for the past two days. I uploaded these photos just last night.



Me, Majo, Maryll and Rain.
Hahaha, Rain's wearing one of the Egyptian girls' headdresses.




Nicco and Arman fitting their costumes.
Ahehehe, Nicco had worn a combination of his Napthali and Pharaoh costumes, while Arman is dressed as Reuben in Henry's old costume.




Ferson slips on one of his Joseph costumes.
Wahahaha, he looks like that white Power Ranger.




Nikki struts her stuff as she shows the original choreography of "Song Of The King."




Nicco modifying the blocking and choreo of "Joseph's Dreams."




After a Clokworx meeting in the hallway, Mish, me, Nikki and Rain pose for the camera, while Anthony couldn't make it into the frame in time.




Of course, every rehearsal starts with a prayer.




Leg raises.
Yes, that's me, forcing myself not to groan and laugh at the same time because of the ab workout, both from Drei yelling "HOLD!" and Maryll's infectious laughter.




Some of the wives (Clockwise - Cha, Majo, Mai, Nikki, me and Maryll) strike a pose with production manager Anthony, who was standing in as Jacob.




The wives listening ever so intently while Ferson, as Joseph, sings "Joseph's Dreams."




The brothers, ready for fratricide as they dance to a hip-hop beat.