New template is new

I like this template. This now means that I'm going to try and maintain this piece-of-shit blog for reals this time(dawg).It took me way too long to figure out how to put this template up which is embarrassing and goes to show just how bad I've become, like a farmer who goes back to the farm after being in the city for many years can't grow pumpkins anymore for the village fair the coming spring.

Fuck you, it makes sense.

It does not get easier.

I really fucking hate having to say goodbye.

Second Homecoming.

That's that then. Another year spent studying. Got a Diploma in Film out of it. I had such a good time here in Sydney. It was such an amazing experience and I lucked out by having a bunch of incredible friends.

I will be back in KL on the 22nd. That's this coming Tuesday. There will be much to do in the coming weeks.

For all my nonsense complaints, I'm going to miss this place a lot.

Second Time 'Round.

As of now, pre-production has begun on all the major projects ( a grand total of 3) that were chosen for this second semester. I am once again the production manager for one of them, working with the same producer as the last one. I say once again because it was basically me and the producer who did the work the last time instead of the actual production manager. This was because he was a massive asshole. I can say this because it is true.

This now also means that I've got a lot of work ahead of me. Casting, location management, equipment, and trying to get things to happen. Truth be told, I actually like it. Feels like I have some sort of marketable skill now instead of just trying to bullshit my way through life.

Not that I'm going to STOP bullshitting anytime soon. I've trained myself far too much. It's too much fun and PLUS, I am a lazy bastard which you already knew. You why you already knew? Because you DUMBASSES are probably the only ones reading this. Spread the word, I need foot soldiers.

I also have to do my own thesis film this semester. I'm trying to get the idea to work, so I will write about it soon maybe. But for now, I'll just say that it involves NINJAS.

Your mind is blown. You are welcome.

In the jingle jangle morning...

Just came back from a screening of my friends documentary at a film festival/competition. ( He won first place in the HEAT 1 of it, by the way so WOOHOO!)

At the door we were all given our tickets and told to hold on to them because it would be a lucky draw. Mine was number 42 (DON'T PANIC!) which amused me to no end.

Lo and behold, I WON! Now, I don't win shit, EVER. I was really happy about this. Best part? I won a mini tambourine! How cool is that? I'm supremely happy and have been beating on it like a Hare Krishna member on crack.

Now for those of you out there who fail to see how winning a small instrument can possibly bring joy, I say this: "When and why exactly did your soul DIE and leave you so bitter about life?"

The one downside of this though is that I might have just used up all my luck for the next 12 months. I'm possibly fucked.

I can move my fingers again.

Seriously, from the time I got here I have not bought a single new video game to play. What the fuck is up with that? I bought a sweet-ass monitor for my XBOX 360 and I've just been playing my older games. Don't get me wrong. It's not a bad thing, but I can only keep playing fucking Mass Effect for so long before I just don't care anymore. NEW GAMES NEED TO COME OUT NOW!

The new gaming season is starting though, so looks like it's going to be time for a comeback.

I needs to kill me some pixels.

"Thesis" makes it sound cooler than it actually is.

This semester we get to do our thesis film. This has been described to us as our own, last, personal film we might ever get to make. SO we are encouraged to do more or less anything we want, to convey whatever story or message or style that we want.

MUAHAHAHA!

This is basically a license for me to try and make any one of my INSANE, BULLSHIT ideas into a crappy student film. Right of the bat, I came up with an ultra-violent film about an interrogation gone wrong. The premise was that 2 government agents accidentally kill a suspect just moments before their superior arrives for the interrogation.

That was going to be a COMEDY.
You can now probably see where my mind is going.

So I've been coming up with some really fucked up Ideas and then NOT discounting them. This is going to be fun!

Writing with words.

'Sup.

So I wrote this script. It's a political comedy set here in the NEW SOUTH WALES government. It's called FAULTY GEARS. Maybe I'll upload it on here once I sort some stuff out with it.

This script was then supposed to be pitched by me to the lecturers in the hopes that they will choose to fund it for this semester. There are like 41 of us pitching and they have to narrow it down a few times. They will choose 10 or 11 for a shortlist and then from that choose 4.
I went in, pitched it, and that was that.

I did not get chosen for the shortlist.

Am I disappointed? Hell yeah I am. Am I sad or angry? No, I don't think so.

See, I think why I'm not beating myself about this is because I didn't expect anything to happen. That's the way I am. I operate that way. I do my best and let whatever happen, happen.

OR maybe because I somehow knew I wasn't going to be picked. God knows how much I second guess myself.

OR maybe because I realise that is the nature of film making. There will be failures. There will be times I wont get what I want because of small and arbitrary reasons.

I don't mean to sound bitter, but I honestly think the school made a mistake here. We've all read each others scripts. Apart from mine, only about 3 other scripts of my friends are worth making in my opinion. But that's neither here nor there. They made a decision, I have to live with it. That's how it is out there.

So what now? Now, I want to see how else I can get this script made or use it to further my writing agenda. This is by far the BEST thing I've ever written. I'm the type of person who is never pleased with anything I do. ( This stems from years of lows elf-esteem and being short). But this script... GODDAMN am I proud of it. I actually proved to myself that I have what it takes to be a writer, to create something and fuck if i'm gonna let this setback keep me down. It's all hard work from here on out, but I'm hoping I get to rise.

We shall see.

Let's start over.

HELLLOOOOOO, My faithful peons! It is I, your glorious overlord!

Yes, yes this is a new post and for ONCE this is going to be a frequent thing. At least until I stop giving a shit again for a six months. A lot has happened since I last graced you with my brilliant writings, so lets get to the bullet points:

• Successfully started my second semester here in film school in Sydney. I have actually been having a good time at the school. I'm happy with what I'm learning, I'm FUCKING happy with the friends that I have, and for once I'm learning something willingly. I will say this though, it's not all sunny weather and flowers. I will elaborate soon.
  
• Wrote my own script this semester. I will make a separate post about it after this one to expand on that. *SPOILER ALERT*: I didn't get to direct it.
• I also have to come up with a THESIS film idea, which is really good because I basically get to do whatever I want ( Meaning Porn). I will also expand on this later.
• OH OH! So we had the our film school's Film Festival at the end of June, and it was fun as hell! The movies were all fucking bullshit though, but It was nice to be in like a formal event and I got to dress up so me likey. I have the pics of me all dolled up somewhere I'll post it when I give a shit.
  
• Although, It was awesome to see my name up there in the credits of our film. Also, our film was the only one that didn't suck. If you think I'm being biased then you are a goddamned communist!
  

Yeah, that's basically my academic update as of this point. Personally, it's been pretty much uneventful apart from my usual bullshit, which those of you who know me would be very familiar with.

AAAAAAAAAAAND that's about it. Read more of my shit, I'll be posting more now since I've got nothing better to do.

BOOM!

A solitary practice, resulting from circumstances

Since coming to Australia, I have broken one of my most important rules that I have held steadfastly for these many years.

I have been eating by my self in restaurants.

That has been on of my chief tenets: That I do not eat alone in any establishment. EVER. But then, since coming here, the friends that I have are too far spaced out and too busy with thier own things that to actually meet up for lunch is sometimes more of a hassle that it's worth. So, without any other choice whenever I have to grab some food outside I have been doing so alone. I feel sad, pathetic and depressed whenever this happens and it had been happening with increasing freaquency lately; brought on by my divine-live laziness.

On the up-side, this is a very, VERY good reason for me to try and get a date soon.