Earlier today I had to go to the city to pick some DVDs, and eventhough it wasn't a super hot day ('twas quite nice actually, cool breezy winds all around... my favourite boots/layers-wearing season is almost here!) I felt super lathergic. (Dr A -- although you are currently on vacation, can I get a free diagnosis? :P)
So I went to the dingy basement office in Chinatown, and for $60, I can get a job working as a cashier for 24 hour weekends at a deli in Manhattan for $8 an hour. I'm not sure if I should take it yet though... :( I'll see if I can get a babysitting job or something soon (not that I have any experience whatsoever) I have been thinking and working hard for my film too (thanks for the well wishes guys!!) and I may seem calm (but I've started having sleepless nights/anxiety attacks over it though.. ) And omg, I want to hit myself for picking an actor who's making probably RM100,000 a year and is constantly shooting something! I mean good for him, but... the least he can do is give me some face time and say 'YES' or 'NO'. Ni nak draaaaaaaag along and his manager, despite seeming like a nice kid/agent in the making is potentially hopeless and does not know how to respond to emails (who uses hotmail these days anyway?) It's driving me off the wall. Like, seriously.
OK, you guys do know I'm rambling because (A) I malas nak buat keje (B) I love to distract myself from tasks at hand..
So, bear with me!
Weird story last week that I had forgotten to write about. Remember I told you guys about that kid who made me go crazy? The big nerdy kid whom I had to take care of, and produce a puny film for? Well the day of the screening (last Friday, in which I played Fake Proud Parent to two kids whose parents couldn't afford flight tickets to NY for their screening) this girl (who was in my crew the week of their music video shoot - their second week assignment, in which I produced a totally kick ass video! but, that's a different story) who's well, let's just say... is kind of booby (but she's not the type who flaunts her assets around, so I salute her for that) was sobbing out of the screening hall... I mean, I knew she was kind of a big baby, but this time she was bawling her eyes out. And later I found out that that annoying kid (the big goofy one) had dedicated a full entry on his blog (now taken off) about this girl's boobies... I mean, how SICK is that? So he was sent home before the screening even started, and I feel so sorry for his embarrassed parents... but not sorry for the kid! That ought to teach him how not to do things without thinking twice! I guess that's payback enough for all the times I've felt like socking it in his face!!! Oh before that, I totally had a Grey's Anatomy fan moment when Dr Miranda Bailey (Chandra Wilson) just appeared out of the elevator at Tisch that Friday afternoon. I almost squealed in a true teenybopper fashion... but being me and my awkwardness around famous people, I pretended I didn't know who she was! SO SILLY OF ME.
Hmmm.. you know I'm always regaled with horror stories of producers who give great big promises and... well I guess I got a taste of that when I was home trying to raise this crazy insane amount of money. Promises of "hey, we'll commit to this, I'll give you a writing contract soon, I believe you have all this talent... " and when it came down it: absolute SILENCE. Email after email - I was never responded with clear cut answers. I mean, if my script wasn't good enough, I think I'd appreciate at least a rejection email, but no - this was beating around the bush and not saying it out straight. I was so sad!!! I had so much high hopes that probably this could be a flourishing producer-director relationship- but, no. Nothing of that sort. The only feeling that I had was - GILA KECIK HATI OK. But then, whatcha gonna do? Just move along and deal with it - producers/exec producers/people with money are going to be like that in this business and if I don't toughen up, I might as well just stay a pensyarah at a crappy *COUGH* apex university who's administration is sloppy as hell..
OK. Random story for the day. But I've been meaning to get this off my chest. But as a result/retaliation - albeit in a very childish way - I completely didn't finish a writing job in which I was already paid for. It's horrible, but hey, for the rest of the work that I did and wasn't paid for... I believe it evened everything out.
Colors - what do you guys think? Too feminine?? Opalescent is what this theme is called!!
NO IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!!! It could be colors for my future apartment..
:P
OK I'm done writing and I should be getting back to doing SOME form of work..
Laters! xo
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