Hectic Week Draws To A Close...

Days in recap since the last time i posted: Thursday was spent at the Air Force Open House. Over-enthusiastic cameraman running amok while the producer and I spent most of our time chasing him down whilst he went on a spree of 3 tapes. I've never seen anyone use so many tapes to cover a news event. 90 mins of footage which will end up as 2-3 mins of show on our program.

Friday was even worse. Running around in mud trying to catch footage of an Exercise rehearsal. Shoes covered entirely in wet, stinky mud, patches of mud all over my jeans, sweat everywhere, soaking through everything, through my boxers, into my jeans pocket. Even my phone was wet. I would just like to say that the footage isn't usable if the soldiers do their thing and there are construction workers painting the walls right next to them. But i fear i've said too much, and i might be charged if i say even more.

Saturday, Today, One-eyebrow-raised-in-question-day. I enjoy board games as much as the next guy. Having fun with friends is probably the best reason to play board games. Being forced to play with strangers just isn't my thing. Worst of all if you suddenly realise its some sorta social meeting shit. Didn't even have free flow of coke.

Tomorrow? Open House once again. Thursday was a disappointment because what i was looking forward to wasn't there. Maybe tomorrow will be different. I hope it will be different. Reasons still known. I might wanna work on it. My ass is tired from sitting on it for too long.

Of Procrastination and Nutjobs

And so i managed to finish my first assignment on the day of the deadline itself. I gave myself the entire time i was in the office to finish it and thankfully i managed to. Of course, the day did not go by without distractions. Regular smoking breaks, DOTA games, hot girl sitting in front of the desk i borrowed (the electricity in my office was out because over the weekend there was some flooding on the roof, which was next to my office and the water seeped through into our entire floor wiring. It took them two days to clear out the water after copious amounts of industrial strength vacuuming.), chatting with my colleagues, chatting with people on MSN. Actually it seemed as though i'd rather be doing ANYTHING ELSE but my assignment. But i finished it nonetheless, and close to word limit too. I look forward to my first 'D' of my uni life.

Fat, crazy psycho man spewing hokkien vulgarities while muttering and laughing to himself, dressed in tight, white tee and hot pants. Man with thin, wispy moustache, past-shoulder length hair, dressed in woman's blouse and pants.

Apparently cheap waffles on Tuesday at Gelare, Siglap attracts all kinds of people. Either that or they're offering circus-style entertainment in conjunction with their cheap waffles. I mean what are the odds of seeing two weirdoes at the same place in the same night? Besides a mental hospital.

I should have bought 4D today man.

Work is getting me down, but i'm looking forward to tomorrow's shoot. Reasons known. And it's not because i enjoy 5-hour shoots at the Air Force Open House.

Not Built To Study?

I can't help but think i'm in over my head with one of my modules for the semester. For the past 2 tutorials, i've been so lost, and i think the lecturer can see the confusion in my eyes. I bet he's thinking what this guy is doing in this class, he doesn't seem to be understanding anything.

The first part of this module seemed difficult at first, but when i sat down to work on the assignments, everything seemed to fall into place quite easily. But now, even after the lecturer has gone over how we should write the essay and what should go into it, i still have no inkling on what is going on. I have a ton of notes but they're not speaking to me. The myriad of concepts, functions and theories are just not sinking in. It's like they're bouncing and vibrating all over the place and refusing to let me grasp them.

I swear this is so taxing and tiring that yesterday, as i walked home from the MRT, i couldn't walk straight. I was THAT tired. I reached home at midnight, showered, pulled out my notes and tried to scribble down as many thoughts as i could while waiting for my hair to dry. I slept at 1am.

And i overslept, couldn't make it in time for this morning's Leopard Tank shoot. Terrible terrible terrible.

I can't help but feel that this is a repeat of my Poly days, where the first semester ran without a hitch, but everything went downhill from the second semester onwards.

And So It Begins... Again

Yes, this is new. I'm so bored at work that i decided to write again, and in an effort to whittle away more time, start a new blog, and make it look even more plainer than the previous one. The old one is still around, and if anyone's interested can visit trancingwriter.blogspot.com for the lush greenery and my insipid views and thoughts.

Other than that, this new one contains the same stuff and links as the previous one. You can cop a look at my works, which i am eternally proud of. Please feel free to peruse and comment. I shall try to add new stuff when and if possible.

I will try to post more often, seeing as writing as much as possible will be a big help for my scholastic pursuits, no matter what type of writing. I am rather enthused about school, seeing as how i have attained my "true scholastic potential"!!! Or it could be that my first semester was pure luck, and i will be falling flat on my face for the nxt one and a half years. Come to think of it, my first semester of Polytechnic went pretty smoothly, but it all went downhill after that. This might be a case of history repeating itself. We'll just wait and see.

So feel free to drop by if you feel depressed and need to see someone in a worse state than you. My inept-ness/stupidity/good-for-nothingness might make everything seem rosier and brighter. Enjoy!