School's in its second week now, going to third.
Been going pretty smoothly so far. Fun. Exciting. Oppurtunities for my balls to grow bigger.
How it's going now is that we have two film projects that are running at the same time and they're both from different modules, Directing for Camera and Advanced Film Production.
for DIRCAM we gotta create a silent film that's about 5 minutes long. We're doing this together with the folks over at Cinematography class. As usual i'm stuck with our jumpy/fidgety producer, Hanna. Having her as producer can be fun but i think the stress level that we're taking doesnt do justice to the fun level that we have hehehehee. It's like the fun level is at level 7... and the stress level is at level... bajillion. I have this feeling she gets turned on by the word "meeting".
Not that i'd mind having her in bed for dinner.... and then breakfast.
Naturally as a student in Dircam i'm sitting at the director position.
Then comes AFP... a short 2-3 minute film that pretty much involves the basic points of storytelling. I'm working with a rather strong group that both consists of intelligent people and that other type that dances around in ballet costumes going, "Lalalalalalaa". i think they call those people the creative ones?
Once again i'm the director.
I'm not complaining about this position. If the film flies high so will my name and if the film spins into a spiral of funky pink smoke that ultimately crashes onto the ground below and then starts growing arms and diggs itself into the earth, trying to hide in shame, then that my friends is when i commit suicide.
After that there are another two films that are coming up and that again i'm the director and/or assistant director.
Sometimes i wonder... all my time in FSV i've been in the "higher" positions like cameraman, DOP and now director. I've never tasted the "lower" position like production assistant or.... i dunno.. Course Manager of FSV.
You gotta be on both sides of the fence to actually know how to lead a team. Correct?
I'm sure the consequences of the positions that i've been taking in school will return someday, whether in school or proffesionally so... well i'm waiting.
DW Group is getting on my nerves lately. I'm about 4 thousand dollars away from Supervising Officer position and that's where i start getting the moolahs from those who work under me.
I'm not concerned about my promotion. In fact, i dont give a flying fuck. I've gotta be concerned about my team in school first because we're making damn films and its not as if the creativity process is something that's fixed or there's a bible somewhere with ideas for us to choose from. Unlike my promotion which is a simple act of convincing and hiting the correct person with the moolahs in hand. On the other hand i've got my well-being and other interests like Henry's challenge to make some time for... or what's left of time i have as we know it.
But my superiors care so much about my promotion. I can see it in a logical way that if i promote, it brings up the company, etc etc. I guess this is what you gotta expect from when you're working in the real world. They're literally breathing down your neck.
I just had a little quarrel with my manager a few hrs ago around 12 am in Tampines after an appointment with my aunt.
Our goal was to sell 7 thousand dollars worth. I want to sell it, true. Get it over and done with. I want her to use it. True. I want to do this. True. But the thing that i, as a relative, know that my manager doesnt know is the family situation. So when she said she has to talk to her son about it cos he holds the money, what the fuck can i do?
"NO AUNTIE YOU MUST BUY NOW! SEACH YOUR HOUSE FOR SEVEN THOUSAND BUCKS AND PAY US NOW!.... oh no la actually u can help in my promotion bla bla bla bla bla bla bla please help me boo hoo hoo."
So when she says that, to me, i'd be nodding my head, saying okay. I understand your position and thus this is why you said this this this. I know you are very interested and will buy it if you had the money in your pocket now.
But i guess for outsiders they'll be like, "NO LA CANNOT BE SHE BLUFFING WAN EVERYBODY CONFIRM HAVE SAVINGS NORRHSSSZZ!!!! FASTER CLOSE LEI SHE BLUFFING ONLY!!!"
Hello? this is MY family. You dont come here and challenge my twenty years of knowledge about them. If they want it, i'll be the first to sense that. If they dont, you'll see me using the correct tactics.
But i gotta admit that i'm a very nice guy.
hehehehehe....
I give in to people quite a lot.
"EH WHERE ARE YOU! LATE FOR MEETING ALREADY!"
"Sorry la audi now jam la."
"Oh.. ok just keep running once you leave the cab."
So easy. Everyone needs their space, correct? Yea kinda.
mm.. While i was quarrelling with my manager she brought up a point that I was afraid of being told to in the face - i have no focus.
I've been seeing this since i was young. It's a trend. It's not that i have ADD or anything, no. But i keep realising that i've jumped from interest to interest. I've been through martial arts... then i've been latin dancing... then i've been plastic modelling.... then i've been in film studies... then i've been taking up music.. then i've been in both Getting Rich Fast and Getting Poor Fast schemes.
Even in conversations with people i simply cannot finish a sentence that makes clear of the point i'm trying to say. I mean just look at this post. It's a mess! The words OMG!
What the fuck is my problem, i have no idea. Too many thoughts? Too many interests? Too many things to say?
I think it boils down to me being egoistic. Cause you see... i can hold conversations.. true. but only if the subject is something i like. If that's the case, i'd easily to the "I share, now you share, i listen. Now i share, you listen. Now what's your opinion on that?" kinda thing but once i find that the other person is saying something i dont have the knowledge to expand it, i'll deter him away to my territory and be in control of the conversation once again.
It can go something like this....
"Eh you know that today i saw John together with a guy holding hands together..."
"yea ok... (bored)..."
"... then they started to kiss ZOMFGBBQSAMBALBELACAN! I mean eeyer so gay wah lau!"
"uhuh yea (zzzzz)"
".. i mean why can do this thing in public wan so disgusting!"
"Well we cant really say anything about that... cos u noe some people might think differently. You gotta understand that people see things in another way. You know it's like how i like it when a guy starts kissing those kinda sweet little girls.... it turns me on."
".. wtf?"
"yea turns me on. I gotta admit though that girls are infact much more horny than men..."
Thus the conversation is brought back to my playing area. i can start telling stories and start giving all these funky whacky opinions and views and ultimately splooge all over the other person's face.
But once i get tried down to keep on talkin about something i dont really feel like talking about, liek today's presentation, then i'm sorry... but i'll be spoiling whatever you've worked on before that. I dont want. I wont have. You can call it standing on my own too feet or firm or arrogant, whatever.
Im gonna stop now. This post is going nowhere. The fucker got me into an angry mood.
Been going pretty smoothly so far. Fun. Exciting. Oppurtunities for my balls to grow bigger.
How it's going now is that we have two film projects that are running at the same time and they're both from different modules, Directing for Camera and Advanced Film Production.
for DIRCAM we gotta create a silent film that's about 5 minutes long. We're doing this together with the folks over at Cinematography class. As usual i'm stuck with our jumpy/fidgety producer, Hanna. Having her as producer can be fun but i think the stress level that we're taking doesnt do justice to the fun level that we have hehehehee. It's like the fun level is at level 7... and the stress level is at level... bajillion. I have this feeling she gets turned on by the word "meeting".
Not that i'd mind having her in bed for dinner.... and then breakfast.
Naturally as a student in Dircam i'm sitting at the director position.
Then comes AFP... a short 2-3 minute film that pretty much involves the basic points of storytelling. I'm working with a rather strong group that both consists of intelligent people and that other type that dances around in ballet costumes going, "Lalalalalalaa". i think they call those people the creative ones?
Once again i'm the director.
I'm not complaining about this position. If the film flies high so will my name and if the film spins into a spiral of funky pink smoke that ultimately crashes onto the ground below and then starts growing arms and diggs itself into the earth, trying to hide in shame, then that my friends is when i commit suicide.
After that there are another two films that are coming up and that again i'm the director and/or assistant director.
Sometimes i wonder... all my time in FSV i've been in the "higher" positions like cameraman, DOP and now director. I've never tasted the "lower" position like production assistant or.... i dunno.. Course Manager of FSV.
You gotta be on both sides of the fence to actually know how to lead a team. Correct?
I'm sure the consequences of the positions that i've been taking in school will return someday, whether in school or proffesionally so... well i'm waiting.
DW Group is getting on my nerves lately. I'm about 4 thousand dollars away from Supervising Officer position and that's where i start getting the moolahs from those who work under me.
I'm not concerned about my promotion. In fact, i dont give a flying fuck. I've gotta be concerned about my team in school first because we're making damn films and its not as if the creativity process is something that's fixed or there's a bible somewhere with ideas for us to choose from. Unlike my promotion which is a simple act of convincing and hiting the correct person with the moolahs in hand. On the other hand i've got my well-being and other interests like Henry's challenge to make some time for... or what's left of time i have as we know it.
But my superiors care so much about my promotion. I can see it in a logical way that if i promote, it brings up the company, etc etc. I guess this is what you gotta expect from when you're working in the real world. They're literally breathing down your neck.
I just had a little quarrel with my manager a few hrs ago around 12 am in Tampines after an appointment with my aunt.
Our goal was to sell 7 thousand dollars worth. I want to sell it, true. Get it over and done with. I want her to use it. True. I want to do this. True. But the thing that i, as a relative, know that my manager doesnt know is the family situation. So when she said she has to talk to her son about it cos he holds the money, what the fuck can i do?
"NO AUNTIE YOU MUST BUY NOW! SEACH YOUR HOUSE FOR SEVEN THOUSAND BUCKS AND PAY US NOW!.... oh no la actually u can help in my promotion bla bla bla bla bla bla bla please help me boo hoo hoo."
So when she says that, to me, i'd be nodding my head, saying okay. I understand your position and thus this is why you said this this this. I know you are very interested and will buy it if you had the money in your pocket now.
But i guess for outsiders they'll be like, "NO LA CANNOT BE SHE BLUFFING WAN EVERYBODY CONFIRM HAVE SAVINGS NORRHSSSZZ!!!! FASTER CLOSE LEI SHE BLUFFING ONLY!!!"
Hello? this is MY family. You dont come here and challenge my twenty years of knowledge about them. If they want it, i'll be the first to sense that. If they dont, you'll see me using the correct tactics.
But i gotta admit that i'm a very nice guy.
hehehehehe....
I give in to people quite a lot.
"EH WHERE ARE YOU! LATE FOR MEETING ALREADY!"
"Sorry la audi now jam la."
"Oh.. ok just keep running once you leave the cab."
So easy. Everyone needs their space, correct? Yea kinda.
mm.. While i was quarrelling with my manager she brought up a point that I was afraid of being told to in the face - i have no focus.
I've been seeing this since i was young. It's a trend. It's not that i have ADD or anything, no. But i keep realising that i've jumped from interest to interest. I've been through martial arts... then i've been latin dancing... then i've been plastic modelling.... then i've been in film studies... then i've been taking up music.. then i've been in both Getting Rich Fast and Getting Poor Fast schemes.
Even in conversations with people i simply cannot finish a sentence that makes clear of the point i'm trying to say. I mean just look at this post. It's a mess! The words OMG!
What the fuck is my problem, i have no idea. Too many thoughts? Too many interests? Too many things to say?
I think it boils down to me being egoistic. Cause you see... i can hold conversations.. true. but only if the subject is something i like. If that's the case, i'd easily to the "I share, now you share, i listen. Now i share, you listen. Now what's your opinion on that?" kinda thing but once i find that the other person is saying something i dont have the knowledge to expand it, i'll deter him away to my territory and be in control of the conversation once again.
It can go something like this....
"Eh you know that today i saw John together with a guy holding hands together..."
"yea ok... (bored)..."
"... then they started to kiss ZOMFGBBQSAMBALBELACAN! I mean eeyer so gay wah lau!"
"uhuh yea (zzzzz)"
".. i mean why can do this thing in public wan so disgusting!"
"Well we cant really say anything about that... cos u noe some people might think differently. You gotta understand that people see things in another way. You know it's like how i like it when a guy starts kissing those kinda sweet little girls.... it turns me on."
".. wtf?"
"yea turns me on. I gotta admit though that girls are infact much more horny than men..."
Thus the conversation is brought back to my playing area. i can start telling stories and start giving all these funky whacky opinions and views and ultimately splooge all over the other person's face.
But once i get tried down to keep on talkin about something i dont really feel like talking about, liek today's presentation, then i'm sorry... but i'll be spoiling whatever you've worked on before that. I dont want. I wont have. You can call it standing on my own too feet or firm or arrogant, whatever.
Im gonna stop now. This post is going nowhere. The fucker got me into an angry mood.
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