Sunday, October 22, 2006
so i'm blogging. well, hello everyone. it's been a week.
i'm waiting for lin to be done cleaning the house with her mum, i think they're still at her room at this point of typing? i think.
and i've been squashing ants crawling on the desk using my air-conditioning remote control. thinking i'm some juggernaut or something. ant count: 8. *crawlcrawl* "YOU DIE!" *SQUASH*.
so SCHOOL has reopened. not really so hyped up but it was nice to see all the new old classmates as the classes had a shuffle. and mondays i start at 11, that means i can accompany lin to nyp first, and then go to school and still have enough time to have a decent breakfast. haha.
first day wasn't too bad. this time, all lectures takes place in the preview theatre. that means really good and comfy seats. that also means, i fall asleep much easier than before, now that intro to film lecture is simply, watching a classic movie, appreciate it and do some sort of presentation. sounds like literature. and i don't think i'm too good at it. and i fell asleep for about 1 quarter of the movie. sheesh. they even have cup holders in there. i think.
tuesday is studio production. i like it. it's not too bad. we have a korean lecturer(dough-less) whose humour is similar to emilio, my lecturer last semester. apparently they like to bitch behind each other's backs. amazing.
wednesdays are a bore.
thursdays aren't too bad either. mister ryan is really nice but extremely particular about punctuality. he was literally counting the seconds i came into class. he left hollywood for np. and he came to singapore by boat.
fridays. we might have a time slot change. if we do, that means i start at 8 but end at 1. currently i start at 11 and finish at 5. we'll see.
lin's classmates suck because they insist on having wednesdays off. and make the last two days of the week into a hectic scramble. bitches.
which means i wouldn't be able to see her on thursday, which is like the bestestest day according to the timetable last week. her timetable i mean.
OH! we watched world trade center on thursday. it was a damn good movie in terms of graphical reality and sound effects. and also the heroics of the two port authority police officers, mcloughlin and jimeno. i'm not very sure if i can stay 3-5 days buried under megatons of rubble and debris, not to mention in great pain, and still stay alive until i get pulled out. amazing.
in the movie, jimeno said (and yes this is true) that he had a dream of jesus offering him a bottle of water.
hmmmm.
i hope she's done! haha. i'm getting bored and the computer sounds like a boxer brumble already.
man if it really was a boxer engine brumble. that would be damn cool.
ohh i have a new school bag! haha. i'm sick of slings. they make the collars of my shirt stretch and expand.
