I'm just taking time off to rant. School is just plain not good. Maybe miracles will happen and my faith will grow. Actually, there have been a couple of miracles already, which I'm absolutely thankful for. I've kind of grown tired of counting the amount of tasks I have to do.  

I'm gonna be shooting in Ngee Ann Poly for my hospital scene for my solo. Banzai! I'm so glad they gave me permission and that the time that the lab is free, my talents are free too. 

Working on a set with a 0-dollar budget is crap. I've been sourcing around for stuff and yet again, much of the set is provided for. I was looking at Ikea for interior decor ideas and i found really cool stuff. I want my toilet to be like that, and I dig that living room, and I'd love that shelf and desk in my room. 

My classmates want to send a petition against badly planned deadlines thanks to awful scheduling. Ok I'm really tired and can't go further. Thats all for this post!

I've just advanced another year.. Haha.. I've advanced another year towards seeing Jesus. I prefer to think of it that way.

I certainly must thank many who have made this day special with encouragement and well wishes, and the little gifts that mean a lot. Thank you.

My ramblings continue...

It's just getting more tensed in school now that we are taking our key positions in the studio shoot (which most of us are still not looking forward to). I am going to be a DP (Director of Photography) and I do question my competence.

Nothing seems to be working out on set. Because our story is set in a old coffee shop, we need our tables, chairs and cups and dishes and milo tins and an unending list of other things. We have secured none. We need a cast of kids and adults of various ages. We have found none. And I just found out the rental of props and furniture is costly.

People are coveting each other's positions and there's unfriendliness in the air. I hate to say that cliques are showing and there's this awkwardness going around. 

Now my solo. I'm so glad that aunty Fiona has so graciously allowed me to use her house for my story's location and almost her whole family as the cast. I feel so.. relieved. But now, I'm only praying for a crew because every single one of us (that's about 23) have to finish shooting for our solo films by the end of next week. I still think I'm going die.

Finally we finished our directing exercises. Our work was still crappy but of course there were a couple of good ones. For all the reasons why we succumbed to technical difficulties, they became bad excuses. I want to reshoot but maybe  would form a crew and do it all again during the hols. Hopefully. Speaking of directing exercises, I've been more involved in acting than almost anything else which kind of sucks. I need some motivation now. And lots of prayers for all the shoots and my sanity.

I'm seriously tired. I've been spending a lot of time in school doing shoots, and preparing for more shoots. Last night I had to act for Jensen as a victim of a psycho-killer. Ironically, in reality, we're all turning into film psychos, contemplating on making trash and calling them avant garde.

Gah, I'm losing my voice. It doesn't help at all when I'm directing. Actually all in all, today has been cold and miserable. I just got reminded very recently that my birthday's this friday. I actually forgot, how sad is that?

Its one of those times I just want to simple things in life. I want a nice strawberry shortcake. I want to watch Tom and Jerry. I want to play Mario Kart. I want to lie in bed and do nothing. I want to see the rainbow again. I want a pair of Crocs with little flower pins on them. I want a fruit soda. I want.. I want...

It's like the week just flashed and I can hardly keep up. It was meant to be a week's break but it was far from what a break should be. For 4 days in a row, I dragged my ill-motivated feet to school and friday was spent preparing for Alicia's wedding.

Very soon, we are going to film on the set that just got completed. At the beginning of the semester, it sounded appealing, the fact that we were going to film on a set. But the wearing down of our spirits from the first half of semester snatched our interest. And finally after we saw the set, we didn't want to film anymore.







The walls are grey and the floor is checked. And we're not allowed to repaint the place for the sake of our scripts. How dumb is that?

So far, it has been pouring in the afternoons, just when I'm out filming or just about to be in the open. It's like the clouds above are delibrately waiting to rain on me. But then there was the prominent rainbow embossed in the sky last Wednesday. Apparently, many others saw it which is no surprise. It was a full arc with colours glistering brightly in the evening sun. It's a rare moment I'm willing to tolerate the rain for.

I'm really tired, contrary to what a break was made for. The list of events had bogged me down. Still we're at the halfway mark of this sem and then off to level 2. It's quicker than I thought. I owe my assignments lots of time. Some for my final essay which I have been faithfully putting off choosing the movie and topic. And I owe 2 hours and 40 minutes to Benjamin Button which I have been conveniently putting off too.

Ah sigh, its like life is catching up with me, fast. But I don't think I can go faster. I hate stress, then again who doesn't. So I find myself constantly trying to master the art of being stressless and failing horribly.

Back to school and work and the unending task of trying to be superwoman, I'm in quite a bit of trouble with my solo project. I should shoot next week but I haven't done any casting except approaching my lead actress. I honestly think I'm going to die.

For the sake of financing shoots, I've resort to selling photos to imagebanks hoping to get a good price. I hate to say resort but resort seem appropriate in an uncanny way. My next means is to start a blogshop which is in operation although i haven't placed everything up. Anyway, visit Little Trinkets, my very own blogshop competing with millions of other online shops in the world. I'm such an optimist aren't I?