I’m trapped in a huge room with parquet floor tiles, looking out a gigantic floor-to-ceiling window. Moonsoon weather outside, torrential rain, strong winds blow with gusto, tree roots almost ripped off the ground, as if desperately clinging on to dear lives. The rain soon amounts to water as vast as the sea, creating tsunami waves sky high, crashing onto my window. Everything’s violent, everything’s loud. But I feel untouchable; safe.
Posts tagged personal.
don’t keel over now
don’t keel over
breathe deeply in the silence
no sudden moves
this isn’t everything you are
today: TV script
tomorrow: corporate video script
sunday: shot list / storyboard
monday: meeting with client + test shoot
tuesday: TV script 2nd draft
wednesday: FINALLY BE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING AND HANG OUT WITH FRIENDS
thursday: feature film script
there goes my spring break.
Lately, I feel very… suffocated. I want to isolate myself and stare at waves crashing down the beaches or something. There’s a lot going on that I just want to ignore right now. Oh my God.
Life needs a pause button.
I don’t know why, but it’s past midnight and I’m reading up on famous people in history who were born on my birthday and so far, I’ve found three who have died from committing suicide…
Sudden epiphany while constructing my screenplay: WHAT IF I MADE MY PROTAGONIST FEMALE INSTEAD.
No no, let’s not torture myself by redoing everything. At this rate, I’ll never get anything done.
My friend was using my laptop the other day when he asked me if he could open my iTunes.
Isn’t it funny how our music collection has become a part of us; a personal reflection of who we are as individuals - that an outsider peeking in feels like an intrusion of our private lives?
Anyway, I took a moment to think if there’s anything embarrassing in there before saying, yes, he could look at my iTunes library.
It’s a wrap! It’s been helluva fun working with these amazingly talented people. Fingers crossed we’ll get a fan-fuckin’-tastic film.
You know what, Berbatov moving to Fiorentina - if it’s been confirmed, that is - is all the more reason for me to hop on a plane to tour my dream country (ROME! VENICE! MILAN! FLORENCE!) and go see him at a match while I’m at it. Win-win situation.