10.6.07

Cereal Killer

Writing a script is... not what I thought it would be. It's not as easy and simple as writing a few pages, a few scenes and a few lines. It's hellish. It's complicated. Once you lose your train of thoughts, that's it, you're a goner. And there's so much responsibility into writing a script... And I'm not a big fan of responsibility, as all my teachers know... Plus, you can't go astray from your main focus. We have been changing the script for almost 5 times now, and each time we change it, we ask for ideas. Throw them at scriptwriters, thinking that it'd do them a hell lot of good. Better than no ideas, we say. Kepala hhhhotak berjambol! Phew... My brain juices are drained to the last drop. I need ice cream! Or coffee. Chocolate cream chip. That sounds nice... That'd do the trick to undo the tangles in my brain. There's so much to think about... So much to do... So much to think about...

Saturday was the last day to party before I start mugging for Midyears. Script is not done, and even if it is, it may not be approved, AGAIN... So saturday, I put on my cheongsam, stuck a chopstick in my hair and had fun before I turn into a geek till Midyears end... And Psychic was there to entertain me, so that's a plus point... I don't think I can survive this year. It's beginning to scare me. The number of topics is little but there's so much covered in one that I just don't know where to start. This is like drowning with a life jacket on... Pfft

I want to be rich

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