I wish everyday is made of 48hrs instead of 24hrs. Then perhaps I will finally have enough time to touch a teeny weeny bit of everything. Work, love, sleep, creativity needs. ARGH. There is not enough time. Portfolio submission before Dec 15th and I plan to whip up a couple of DA creations to spice it up. But I don't see that happening now..with exams looming, workload piling and, oh my, filming! OH MY DEAR GOD FILMING! AHH!
I am overreacting and I can't stop it. I gave them a couple of stress-free weeks to kindly contact the people for clearance...and what did they do? Spend the time away, screw up my nicely planned schedule for filming and editing and NOT getting any clearance.
&Cut-in: I miss Densha Otoko. If I have 48 hrs a day...I would be watching it now...(rambles on)
Okay, here is a interesting read I pick off the net. Speaking of which, Miss K mentioned that I do not read enough scripts. I can't help being confused about how I can or cannot be descriptive. I can't help having an angsty idea! And now I need to replan/redo everything. ARGH. Look, everything points back to time! There is just a lack of it
&Ramblings:
(Screams like a raving rabbid.) Here goes:
A LONG time ago, before the world was created and humans could set foot on it, virtues and vices floated around, not quite knowing what to do.
One day, all of them were gathered together, and feeling more bored than ever. Suddenly, Ingenious came up with an idea: Lets play hide-and-seek! Everyone liked the idea and immediately, Madness shouted: I want to count, I want to count!
Since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek Madness, all the others agreed. Madness leaned against a tree and started counting, one, two, three.. As Madness counted, the vices and virtues ran off to look for places in which to hide. Tenderness hung itself on the horn of the moon, while Treason hid in a pile of garbage. Fondness curled up between the clouds and Passion went to the centre of the earth. Lie said that it would hide under a stone, but hid at the bottom of the lake instead, whilst Avarice entered a sack that he ended up breaking.
Madness continued to shout out: ... 79, 80, 81...? By then, all the vices and virtues were well hidden, except for Love. Fickle as Love is, he could not decide where to hide. Madness counted: ... 95, 96, 97 Just when he got to 100, Love jumped into a rose bush. Madness turned around and shouted: Im coming, Im coming!
Laziness was the first to be found, because he did not have the energy to hide. Then Madness spotted Tenderness in the horn of the moon, Lie at the bottom of the lake, and Passion at the centre of the earth. One by one, Madness found them all, except for Love. He was getting desperate.
Envious of Love, Envy whispered to Madness that Love was in the rose bush. Madness grabbed a wooden pitch fork and stabbed wildly at the bush. He jabbed and stabbed until a heartbreaking cry made him stop. Love appeared from the bush, with both hands covering his face.
Blood oozed from his eyes and trickled down his fingers. Madness had stabbed out Loves eyes with his pitch fork. What have I done? What have I done? Madness screamed. I have blinded you! How can I repair the damage?
Love answered: you cannot repair my eyes. But if you really want to do something for me, can you be my guide? And so it came about that from that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness.
(Laughs like a raving rabbid)
Would I be totally screwing myself up by changing my hairstyle on Thursday when my Broadcast screen test is on Friday? When I say change, expect CHANGE, so...help me ):
Wednesday is checkup day at the hospital. Oh wee. There will be mc for APEL and since there is no class for ATV, no filming as well thanks to my klutzy group members, I have the day off! For more work. Revision for Law and Script Writing would have to start soon, I am planning to get a notebook (tree-killer yay!) for making notes. Or would doing it in my notebook then printing it out (2 cheers for the tree-killer!) be better? ARGH. STRESS. HAIR LOSS. ARGH.
Script to be handed in on TUESDAY. Read more scripts. NO TIME ARGH. STRESS. HAIR LOSS. ARGH.
Need to find a way to get my MEP video from god-knows-where. ARGH. STRESS. INCREASED HAIR LOSS. ARGH.
I am getting stressed over the littlest things. Just fucking kill me.
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