I've confined myself to a corner in the esplanade with iced passionfruit tea to write my diploma script. It's not happening. The story that is. I'm trying to fight that competitiveness because I think it's hindering me. I'm trying to write a good dialogue but my brain is dead. I need some divine intervention, so I pray.
And there're these 2 dudes sitting not so far away from me talking about a story idea for film and the budget for it. I'm very.. curious.. Hmm.. Argh.. Distracted.
