Tips on worsening your insomnia #4: Make a film.

After yet another long, dry silence from my end, here's another useless post about how to up your bouts of Chinese eyes, nail biting and cephalgic dauntings.

I would start this off with the generic 'What, you ask, could possibly make my lack of sleep any worse?!' however the answer lays right before your eyes in plain helvetica- right up there, in the title bar; Make a film. Not one out of personal choice, though. No, not one simply compiled by love and free time. I mean one that your summer relies upon. One that will be the determining factor between whether or not you get referrals, whether or not you get promoted to the next year of your course, whether or not another polar bear shall die. Excuse the embarrassing bursts of melodrama, it is, however, 3 am and I am nowhere near done.

Items in tonight's checklist:

-Write a covering letter, career plan and curriculum vitae for a beloved local tele presenter. Sarcasm? Never.

-Complete a production folder which, despite having a week's long extension, I still have not even bothered looking at.

-Edit a few scenes, fix the script mark-ups, log sheets and story boards. Thankfully, Premiere Pro CS6 works in a considerably smoother way than its predecessors, else I might have had to resort to smashing my brand new laptop. A plan which, if I may speak frankly - and I know I can do just that, I am not profoundly keen on.

Did I mention that I got a kitten?

Kitten comes complete with a good read and some interesting tunes.  Batteries not included. Terms and Conditions apply. Kindly ask bill payer's permission before indulging in strawberry fields and glass onions.

I leave you with this, and with this I leave you.

V.

Day 13- Back to the End, Onward to the Beginning.

After two months of abstaining from adding anything to this blog, by negligence not choice, I believe it's time I do. As always this blog serves me as a procrastinatory catharsis, in that I should be finishing off a script due Friday and instead I'm on here- searching for ways to let my time go to the dogs.

Speaking about dogs, I want a kitten. Here's my final attempt at convincing my mum to let me get one:

Isn't that the cutest thing you've ever seen? 

 Probably not if you're not a fan of cats. My dog was much cuter than this when I first found him, but anyhow. I want a kitten. Cat in miniature, what ever.

Well, back to the main point of this. Today all MCAST ADI students get back to school and, being one myself, so do I. First lesson of the second half of the second semester - 2.2.1 - is advertising. Not really that interesting at all, and considering the thought of a 1 hour ride to and from Mosta for the sake of a 2 hour lecture, I would say that stoked is the least thing I am. At least, tomorrow we've got our editing class which, au contraire to the aforementioned, I await with great 'Antici --Pation'. If you didn't get that last reference, I suggest you turn your laptop on and watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show.

I leave you with a picture of what, back in the 70s, was a highly controversial film. 

Au revoire,
V.