Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, maybe ten years, maybe forever
Joanna: When I came into FSV I have no life.
Harri: My life started when I came into FSV.
Hahahahh! Harri, you no-lifer.
'Cuppycake' by the original singer, Amy Castle:
You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop
Snoogums-Boogums, You're
the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to you
Because you are so dear!
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
My colour pencil broke
My colour pencil broke
I hate Today.
Today hates me.
I didn't start off my day feeling happy. In fact I was furious and upset. But I try to keep up with my smiles, telling myself I shouldn't act about with my feelings. It just isn't being responsible to my poor mind. BUT IT DIDN'T WORK.
Nothing makes me happy. After a series of shitholes, I thought the next event would be better and I try to cheer myself up. But guess what? It's worse. Why can't somebody or something say or do something that will make me feel better?
WHY MUST THEY MAKE ME FEEL WORSE THAN I ALREADY AM?
WHY IS EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE SCREWING ME UP?
Is it because I'm smiling and I look like I'm okay? Is that why everyone thinks it's okay to kick me by my shin? I hate to say this 'cos it makes me sound like an angsty and emotional teen, but it's true - No one freaking understands me. I have a bad life. And stop asking if I'm okay 'cos I'm not.
I want to cry and tell the whole world how upset I am right now but what's the freaking use? No one genuinely cares. No one really wants to listen to you. They'll end up nodding and lecture you about how you should go about handling stuff. HELLO.
All I need is someone to give me a big hug and tell me it's okay.
But everyone just walk away from me. They stab my wound and make me feel like a bag of poop. They say stuff that makes me tear. They pee on the ground and expect me to clean it up.
Please don't hurt me if you really do care.
Please stand by me.
I hate Today.
Today hates me.
I didn't start off my day feeling happy. In fact I was furious and upset. But I try to keep up with my smiles, telling myself I shouldn't act about with my feelings. It just isn't being responsible to my poor mind. BUT IT DIDN'T WORK.
Nothing makes me happy. After a series of shitholes, I thought the next event would be better and I try to cheer myself up. But guess what? It's worse. Why can't somebody or something say or do something that will make me feel better?
WHY MUST THEY MAKE ME FEEL WORSE THAN I ALREADY AM?
WHY IS EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE SCREWING ME UP?
Is it because I'm smiling and I look like I'm okay? Is that why everyone thinks it's okay to kick me by my shin? I hate to say this 'cos it makes me sound like an angsty and emotional teen, but it's true - No one freaking understands me. I have a bad life. And stop asking if I'm okay 'cos I'm not.
I want to cry and tell the whole world how upset I am right now but what's the freaking use? No one genuinely cares. No one really wants to listen to you. They'll end up nodding and lecture you about how you should go about handling stuff. HELLO.
All I need is someone to give me a big hug and tell me it's okay.
But everyone just walk away from me. They stab my wound and make me feel like a bag of poop. They say stuff that makes me tear. They pee on the ground and expect me to clean it up.
Please don't hurt me if you really do care.
Please stand by me.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
I'm a love hug
Our lives begin to end...
...the day we become silent about things that matter.
Derrick Pui Bong Heng Yun is...
1. Super silly. He thinks that is a chopping board but that's a menu, really.
2. Love. He helps to download all my movies!
3. My bank. He treated me to Botak today ;D
4. Loud. His yells are... Deafening.
5. Irritating. He doesn't talk; he mumbles.
6. Strong. He can carry two Redheads. And run.
7. A clown. He makes me laugh everytime.
8. Sunshine bread. He manages to make me smile even when I'm in the midst of tears.
9. Rude. Hands-down. No explanation needed. Hahahh!
10. Superman. He's the DP, Producer, Grip, and AD for his shoot. Wah.
:)
Anyway. Singapore has got that Miss Singapore thing going on every year and it'll be aired on TV, right? But well this year it was held at some function area 'cos its TV ratings have dropped. Know why? 'Cos the contestants are 1) Not chio, 2)Plain vainpots, 3)Brainless (which equals up to Bimbos, minus the hotness).
Who wants to see un-chio girls trotting around the stage? And the shows are... Well, just boring.
It's like those who are successful in being Mediacorp artistes after their win in the pageant usually suck at it and we see their true colours eventually - Aunties, ahlians, freaking party animals. You don't really want young girls to follow your footsteps, do you?
I really do hope to see some intelligent and hot "world peace" advocates next year.
Don't sue me or you'll be a sore loser :)
Good night, and world peace everyone!
...the day we become silent about things that matter.
Derrick Pui Bong Heng Yun is...
1. Super silly. He thinks that is a chopping board but that's a menu, really.
2. Love. He helps to download all my movies!
3. My bank. He treated me to Botak today ;D
4. Loud. His yells are... Deafening.
5. Irritating. He doesn't talk; he mumbles.
6. Strong. He can carry two Redheads. And run.
7. A clown. He makes me laugh everytime.
8. Sunshine bread. He manages to make me smile even when I'm in the midst of tears.
9. Rude. Hands-down. No explanation needed. Hahahh!
10. Superman. He's the DP, Producer, Grip, and AD for his shoot. Wah.
:)
Anyway. Singapore has got that Miss Singapore thing going on every year and it'll be aired on TV, right? But well this year it was held at some function area 'cos its TV ratings have dropped. Know why? 'Cos the contestants are 1) Not chio, 2)Plain vainpots, 3)Brainless (which equals up to Bimbos, minus the hotness).
Who wants to see un-chio girls trotting around the stage? And the shows are... Well, just boring.
It's like those who are successful in being Mediacorp artistes after their win in the pageant usually suck at it and we see their true colours eventually - Aunties, ahlians, freaking party animals. You don't really want young girls to follow your footsteps, do you?
I really do hope to see some intelligent and hot "world peace" advocates next year.
Don't sue me or you'll be a sore loser :)
Good night, and world peace everyone!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I'm listening to Edward Scissorhands' OST
I'm listening to Edward Scissorhands' OST
When did I say goodbye without turning back? It's been a while; how have you been?
I'm going to be oh-so-busy but that's nothing new, I guess. Here are my updates:
1. Regional Cinema presentation
2. MOS (no, not the partyhouse; it's mitt-out-sound) shoot
3. Media Law case study
4. TVC (TV Commercial) Pitch
5. Regional Cinema Mid-Year test
6. Documentary Production pitch
And therefore today I ought to:
1. Rent DVDs for my presentation (thank goodness I've watched a few already)
2. Finalize my shot list and shooting locations
3. Start on my presentation
SCREW MY LIFE.
BYEBYEEE.
When did I say goodbye without turning back? It's been a while; how have you been?
I'm going to be oh-so-busy but that's nothing new, I guess. Here are my updates:
1. Regional Cinema presentation
2. MOS (no, not the partyhouse; it's mitt-out-sound) shoot
3. Media Law case study
4. TVC (TV Commercial) Pitch
5. Regional Cinema Mid-Year test
6. Documentary Production pitch
And therefore today I ought to:
1. Rent DVDs for my presentation (thank goodness I've watched a few already)
2. Finalize my shot list and shooting locations
3. Start on my presentation
SCREW MY LIFE.
BYEBYEEE.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Actually I'm not that special to you
Sometimes you get it on your first try
...But sometimes you have to try a few times.
How many times do you have to try to get it right?
OKAY I HAVE TO BLOG THIS.
Rica: Oie, I think I left my wax at your house.
Joanna: What wax?
Rica: Wax la.
Joanna: Wait, I go find. (returns) The Gatsby rubber one, is it? But I think that's my brother's.
Rica: What Gatsby.
Joanna: How does it look like?
Rica: Tomato red.
Joanna: Didn't see it. By the way, you left your nail polish at my house.
Rica: OH YA, I was referring to that!
Hahahh, how can anyone confuse between a wax and a nail polish?!
Yes, that's my super cute girlfriend <3
P.S. Tsk, red nail polish is dated. Besides, you look like auntie in that, please.
[/edit]
I think I'm super happy today 'cos...
1. I've got a ubber packed day - Woke up at freaking 7am and had a busy day throughout.
2. The feeling of accomplishment by finishing my Documentary interview's transcript (2 freaking tapes @#$%^&*).
3. My long lost interest in online shopping came back and I found like 3738452 awesome stuff there (especially my current love - the wishbone charm).
4. I did something nice today ;)
5. For once I didn't feel so small like how I would on other days.
Anyway this' the wishbone charm necklace I'm gonna get:
Pretty, isn't it? That's a sterling silver wishbone with pearl.
On top of that I'm getting a rocking horse, fish, star, and vintage car charm. Le sigh, my obsession with charms is getting out of control!
Why do you have to be so insensitive? Or was that intentional?
...But sometimes you have to try a few times.
How many times do you have to try to get it right?
OKAY I HAVE TO BLOG THIS.
Rica: Oie, I think I left my wax at your house.
Joanna: What wax?
Rica: Wax la.
Joanna: Wait, I go find. (returns) The Gatsby rubber one, is it? But I think that's my brother's.
Rica: What Gatsby.
Joanna: How does it look like?
Rica: Tomato red.
Joanna: Didn't see it. By the way, you left your nail polish at my house.
Rica: OH YA, I was referring to that!
Hahahh, how can anyone confuse between a wax and a nail polish?!
Yes, that's my super cute girlfriend <3
P.S. Tsk, red nail polish is dated. Besides, you look like auntie in that, please.
[/edit]
I think I'm super happy today 'cos...
1. I've got a ubber packed day - Woke up at freaking 7am and had a busy day throughout.
2. The feeling of accomplishment by finishing my Documentary interview's transcript (2 freaking tapes @#$%^&*).
3. My long lost interest in online shopping came back and I found like 3738452 awesome stuff there (especially my current love - the wishbone charm).
4. I did something nice today ;)
5. For once I didn't feel so small like how I would on other days.
Anyway this' the wishbone charm necklace I'm gonna get:
Pretty, isn't it? That's a sterling silver wishbone with pearl.
On top of that I'm getting a rocking horse, fish, star, and vintage car charm. Le sigh, my obsession with charms is getting out of control!
Why do you have to be so insensitive? Or was that intentional?
Sunday, May 18, 2008
I hate my web counter
I hate my web counter
I've decided on a lot of things today - My mindset and my lifestyle. My thoughts are so much more organized now!
Today, unlike other Sunday mornings, I decided to get myself busy before I head down to Church. I finally dug out all my old photos from my memory card and digitized all my lifestyle DV tapes. My photos are so dated! Like, monthsss ago. Hahahh, terrible I know!
Yes, I can see everyone smiling and preparing to text me to send them their photos and videos, heeheehee. Yea, sure why not?
Beg me.
Okay, I better post some before they get forgotten.
To end this post off, I'd like to urge every single one of you to pray for the victims and their families in the Sichuan 512 Earthquake disaster.
512 incident with choral and Lin Junjie's 爱与希望 music dedication:
I've decided on a lot of things today - My mindset and my lifestyle. My thoughts are so much more organized now!
Today, unlike other Sunday mornings, I decided to get myself busy before I head down to Church. I finally dug out all my old photos from my memory card and digitized all my lifestyle DV tapes. My photos are so dated! Like, monthsss ago. Hahahh, terrible I know!
Yes, I can see everyone smiling and preparing to text me to send them their photos and videos, heeheehee. Yea, sure why not?
Beg me.
Okay, I better post some before they get forgotten.
To end this post off, I'd like to urge every single one of you to pray for the victims and their families in the Sichuan 512 Earthquake disaster.
512 incident with choral and Lin Junjie's 爱与希望 music dedication:
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
ATTN: To all aspiring actors and actresses out there
ATTN: To all aspiring actors and actresses out there
Entitled "My Mask"; this is a B&W (no dialogue) short film about lies - "It takes two people to tell a lie. The one who tells it and the one who believes it."
Looking for casts to play the following roles:
1. Dad (clown)
2. Mom
3. Daughter
4. Stepdad
Download details here. Link expires in 7 days (21 May, Wednesday).
I'll be really thankful if you help circulate this message.
And hope to hear from you soon :)
P.S. Thanks to those who responded the other time!
Entitled "My Mask"; this is a B&W (no dialogue) short film about lies - "It takes two people to tell a lie. The one who tells it and the one who believes it."
Looking for casts to play the following roles:
1. Dad (clown)
2. Mom
3. Daughter
4. Stepdad
Download details here. Link expires in 7 days (21 May, Wednesday).
I'll be really thankful if you help circulate this message.
And hope to hear from you soon :)
P.S. Thanks to those who responded the other time!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Wearing my tutu
Wearing my tutu
Too much sunshine burns
Tonight's one of those nights when you get so confused you don't know which direction in your brain should you go about thinking. So confused that you feel like you're on fire, and that you're left alone walking.
It feels like I'm back to where I've started.
But I thank God for people like you who can distract my thoughts and make me really happy, or tonight will just be an emo night.
Goodnight all! :)
Too much sunshine burns
Tonight's one of those nights when you get so confused you don't know which direction in your brain should you go about thinking. So confused that you feel like you're on fire, and that you're left alone walking.
It feels like I'm back to where I've started.
But I thank God for people like you who can distract my thoughts and make me really happy, or tonight will just be an emo night.
Goodnight all! :)
Sunday, May 11, 2008
I'll burn my hair tomorrow morning
I'll burn my hair tomorrow morning
Here's the update! There's something more kickass out there than the S56. It's...
...sexy ol' Mr. Kodak 8mm!
Alright. Here's the reason why this post even exist. My darling says that I got to take back my words. So I won't love anyone who buys me that. But anyway who wants that when there's another hot baby out there? ;X
I'll love whoever who buys me this. Hahahahhh!
[/edit]
I'm so broke I have to save up to replenish my bank a/c so as to pay for my school fees. Yes, that bad. Tsk. By far I've saved up 1K already, hoorah! But anyway besides that I'm gonna save up for...
1. Scuba Diving lessons
2. Tiffany & Co. 1837 18k gold plated Cuff Bracelet
3. The revamp of my room
4. Annual shopping
and...
5. Trip to Thailand
6. Trip to Cambodia
7. Trip to Zimbabwe
8. Trip to Hong Kong
9. Trip to Alaska
:)
Here's the update! There's something more kickass out there than the S56. It's...
...sexy ol' Mr. Kodak 8mm!
Alright. Here's the reason why this post even exist. My darling says that I got to take back my words. So I won't love anyone who buys me that. But anyway who wants that when there's another hot baby out there? ;X
I'll love whoever who buys me this. Hahahahhh!
[/edit]
I'm so broke I have to save up to replenish my bank a/c so as to pay for my school fees. Yes, that bad. Tsk. By far I've saved up 1K already, hoorah! But anyway besides that I'm gonna save up for...
1. Scuba Diving lessons
2. Tiffany & Co. 1837 18k gold plated Cuff Bracelet
3. The revamp of my room
4. Annual shopping
and...
5. Trip to Thailand
6. Trip to Cambodia
7. Trip to Zimbabwe
8. Trip to Hong Kong
9. Trip to Alaska
:)
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Trap me in a microwave
Trap me in a microwave
You know what a good liar does? She conceals and acts as if she's oblivious about everything, but in fact she sees through everyone's lies.
Right there as you're lying, right there she see through yours. Wonder why? 'Cos she doesn't listen to what you're saying; she listens to what you're not saying.
We all try to hide - For the many reasons we try to give. Good or bad.
But hiding is lying.
The more you try to hide, the more the attentive "liar" wants to know. Unless you're the only person who knows it, or your lie wouldn't be perfect. And that's what a smart "liar" does. She will catch hold of this very fact and spot the holes that you forget to mask and slowly dig deeper and deeper into them (and then act as if she still doesn't know about it).
Why does a good "liar" reveals the lies of others? 'Cos she believes that you will never truly understand a person until you understand his/her lies.
We all lie; don't you deny. Just different lies.
But when you hide for too long, that characteristic that you try to put over your front will seep into your soul and slowly becomes a part of you. And then one day the mask becomes your face. That's when the "liar" doesn't lie anymore - Her true self dies, and a whole new skin grows.
Why am I talking such nonsense? I'm not a psycho person who thinks about such stuff all the time, luh. The only reason I think until so siao about this is because I'm writing a script about lies, HAHAHHH. Sorry for being such a workaholic.
I'll love whoever who buys me this:
Braun Nizo S56
:)
Is it really true Singapore don't do telecine for 8mm?
Oh dang, it's 4.30pm already. BYE. Media law is balls.
You know what a good liar does? She conceals and acts as if she's oblivious about everything, but in fact she sees through everyone's lies.
Right there as you're lying, right there she see through yours. Wonder why? 'Cos she doesn't listen to what you're saying; she listens to what you're not saying.
We all try to hide - For the many reasons we try to give. Good or bad.
But hiding is lying.
The more you try to hide, the more the attentive "liar" wants to know. Unless you're the only person who knows it, or your lie wouldn't be perfect. And that's what a smart "liar" does. She will catch hold of this very fact and spot the holes that you forget to mask and slowly dig deeper and deeper into them (and then act as if she still doesn't know about it).
Why does a good "liar" reveals the lies of others? 'Cos she believes that you will never truly understand a person until you understand his/her lies.
We all lie; don't you deny. Just different lies.
But when you hide for too long, that characteristic that you try to put over your front will seep into your soul and slowly becomes a part of you. And then one day the mask becomes your face. That's when the "liar" doesn't lie anymore - Her true self dies, and a whole new skin grows.
Why am I talking such nonsense? I'm not a psycho person who thinks about such stuff all the time, luh. The only reason I think until so siao about this is because I'm writing a script about lies, HAHAHHH. Sorry for being such a workaholic.
I'll love whoever who buys me this:
Braun Nizo S56
:)
Is it really true Singapore don't do telecine for 8mm?
Oh dang, it's 4.30pm already. BYE. Media law is balls.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Living in subtexts
Living in subtexts
Many things go through my mind as I'm typing this. I'm making my life as complex as ever, and I'm enjoying it. I make up tragedies in my mind, picturing it happening in reality. And then I feel sorry for myself.
Tragedy. Aristotle.
Will anyone truly picture their life as a broken canvas? Or am I trying to create a sweet catastrophe?
Many things go through my mind as I'm typing this. I'm making my life as complex as ever, and I'm enjoying it. I make up tragedies in my mind, picturing it happening in reality. And then I feel sorry for myself.
Tragedy. Aristotle.
Will anyone truly picture their life as a broken canvas? Or am I trying to create a sweet catastrophe?
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
I hear the piano playing my favourite tune
I hear the piano playing my favourite tune
My curiosity and obsession with serial killers is getting a little out of control. Friends, remember I used to read 'Women on Death Row' whenever possible?
Today I found something, or rather, someone, worse than what I've ever seen or read before - Jeffrey Dahmer. The moment I read about him on Wiki, I hated him right then, right there. Freaking A-hole.
He actually murdered , raped, and practiced necrophilia and cannibalism on 17 freaking people. And all these were performed in a very repugnant and horrifying way - Like chopping off their heads, storing body parts in acid or refrigerator... etc.
Ugh.
If I'm the judge I would sentence him to... lifetime jail term + butcher off his hands and you-know-what-on-the-south-side. Okay I'm going to study him soon.
Films about him:
1. Raising Jeffrey Dahmer (will be out this June in the States)
2. Jeffrey Dahmer: The Secret Life
Raising Jeffrey Dahmer's trailer:
Okay. I got to finish up my work. Time's running short and there's still so much to do. Bye, and I hope I haven't freaked you out (don't worry, Singapore don't have such psychos one - Or so I think).
My curiosity and obsession with serial killers is getting a little out of control. Friends, remember I used to read 'Women on Death Row' whenever possible?
Today I found something, or rather, someone, worse than what I've ever seen or read before - Jeffrey Dahmer. The moment I read about him on Wiki, I hated him right then, right there. Freaking A-hole.
He actually murdered , raped, and practiced necrophilia and cannibalism on 17 freaking people. And all these were performed in a very repugnant and horrifying way - Like chopping off their heads, storing body parts in acid or refrigerator... etc.
Ugh.
If I'm the judge I would sentence him to... lifetime jail term + butcher off his hands and you-know-what-on-the-south-side. Okay I'm going to study him soon.
Films about him:
1. Raising Jeffrey Dahmer (will be out this June in the States)
2. Jeffrey Dahmer: The Secret Life
Raising Jeffrey Dahmer's trailer:
Okay. I got to finish up my work. Time's running short and there's still so much to do. Bye, and I hope I haven't freaked you out (don't worry, Singapore don't have such psychos one - Or so I think).
Monday, May 05, 2008
ATTN: To all interested actors
ATTN: To all interested actors
We're making a Year 3 short film (shot on 16mm film) and we're looking for actors.
Download details here. Link expires in 7 days - 11 May (Sunday), which is also the submission deadline for interested actors.
Do help circulate this message, thanks! And hope to hear from you soon :)
We're making a Year 3 short film (shot on 16mm film) and we're looking for actors.
Download details here. Link expires in 7 days - 11 May (Sunday), which is also the submission deadline for interested actors.
Do help circulate this message, thanks! And hope to hear from you soon :)
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Hurt me, slap me, love me
Hurt me, slap me, love me
You know what I hate about mosquitoes? They poke you in the wrong places every time (don't think dirty, boys). Like how they find the toughest spots on your body. Spots your hands can't reach or spots that are hard to scratch.
Today I earned two such pokes on my...
...Toes.
Freaking hell. It was so itchy I wanted to butcher my toes off.
Anyway I'm having my break now. A break off my work. (Yes, I'm at home - Surprisingly.) I was having this struggle and conflict with my own mind just now. Here's the flow:
1. I tried to fill up the loopholes to perfect my script
2. Drafted out the revised time line (which was oh-so-beautiful, imo)
3. Realized I've made a grave mistake - It's out of the theme
4. Which means, yes, I got to re-think about it
5. So I drafted out different themes and settled on Vladmir Nabokov's famous quote
6. Was so drained out, and so I went for a power nap
7. Woke up with an idea - On lies
8. Worked through it and gave the entire story a real structure
9. Guess what? I HAVE TO FOLLOW THE GENRE OF SUSPENSE OR SURPRISE, WHICH I DON'T HAVE.
10. Freakdamnit. So I have to tweak the story - Yet again.
11. What's wrong with me?!
12. I don't know what happened to me. But the more I type, the crazier the story gets.
13. I really don't know how my Santa Claus character becomes a kidnapper (of his own daughter)
Okay. Break time's over. BYEEE.
You know what I hate about mosquitoes? They poke you in the wrong places every time (don't think dirty, boys). Like how they find the toughest spots on your body. Spots your hands can't reach or spots that are hard to scratch.
Today I earned two such pokes on my...
...Toes.
Freaking hell. It was so itchy I wanted to butcher my toes off.
Anyway I'm having my break now. A break off my work. (Yes, I'm at home - Surprisingly.) I was having this struggle and conflict with my own mind just now. Here's the flow:
1. I tried to fill up the loopholes to perfect my script
2. Drafted out the revised time line (which was oh-so-beautiful, imo)
3. Realized I've made a grave mistake - It's out of the theme
4. Which means, yes, I got to re-think about it
5. So I drafted out different themes and settled on Vladmir Nabokov's famous quote
6. Was so drained out, and so I went for a power nap
7. Woke up with an idea - On lies
8. Worked through it and gave the entire story a real structure
9. Guess what? I HAVE TO FOLLOW THE GENRE OF SUSPENSE OR SURPRISE, WHICH I DON'T HAVE.
10. Freakdamnit. So I have to tweak the story - Yet again.
11. What's wrong with me?!
12. I don't know what happened to me. But the more I type, the crazier the story gets.
13. I really don't know how my Santa Claus character becomes a kidnapper (of his own daughter)
Okay. Break time's over. BYEEE.
Friday, May 02, 2008
I like maggie mee!
I like maggie mee!
So I've been humming and tapping to this tune - 'Glory of Love' by Peter Cetera, from the soundtrack of 'Karate Kid'. Love it, love it, love it!
The past week's a killer - All the production work, scheduling, tons and tons of meetings, presentations, pitches, assignments, thinking of a perfect script (which currently still sucks), calling up casts and arranging dates with 'em, meeting agents, location recce...
And on top of that, I have to commit some of my time to God, my family, friends (yes, I'm sorry Marmalades for neglecting you. The week after next, okay?), and of course, myself.
The upcoming week isn't going to be any better but I think I'll be able to cope with it. I'm WW (Wonder Woman), remember?
I'm so tired! But the reason I'm hanging on is just 'cos I love my work. If you strap me into a chair with an accounting book in front of me, I swear I'll just doodle on it.
;)
And I think film-making is the best and coolest job ever!
So I've been humming and tapping to this tune - 'Glory of Love' by Peter Cetera, from the soundtrack of 'Karate Kid'. Love it, love it, love it!
The past week's a killer - All the production work, scheduling, tons and tons of meetings, presentations, pitches, assignments, thinking of a perfect script (which currently still sucks), calling up casts and arranging dates with 'em, meeting agents, location recce...
And on top of that, I have to commit some of my time to God, my family, friends (yes, I'm sorry Marmalades for neglecting you. The week after next, okay?), and of course, myself.
The upcoming week isn't going to be any better but I think I'll be able to cope with it. I'm WW (Wonder Woman), remember?
I'm so tired! But the reason I'm hanging on is just 'cos I love my work. If you strap me into a chair with an accounting book in front of me, I swear I'll just doodle on it.
;)
And I think film-making is the best and coolest job ever!
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