happy things and sad things
I'll make I sure that I start this post off with at least one happy thing and end it with at least one happy thing.
Two weeks ago for the first time I wore fake eyelashes. Okay, so Julie has a new favorite makeup item. Where have fake eyelashes been all my life? Well, okay they've been laying in the isles of every grocery store and behind every makeup counter in the country. But, alas I had never worn a pair until last week. The main reason I am excited is because I now understand why I could never truly complete the mod makeup look. Now I know why, and now I know how to solve my puzzle!
Okay, now I can talk about depressing things.
I don't want to do my production delivery book. I don't want to do my design book. I don't want to do sound design. I don't want to clean my room. I don't want to finish doing returns. I just want to sleep and go home to Texas.
I am so depressed about tracking. I think this is one of the saddest days for me since I've been at film school. I'm not sad about the track I'm on, I'm sad about the track I'm not on. But if I switched tracks again I'd be sad about leaving the track that I was on. Basically there is no way to make me happy. The truth is, there are alot of people that I haven't gotten to work with, I might not get to work with on thesis, and may never get to work with again. That's why I cried my eyes out after tracking, and it makes me want to cry right now just thinking about it. At first I thought that I probably really only wanted to work with half the class anyway, but once we were split up I realized that I wanted to work with most everyone. I'm so sad.
Good news, I went to Target today. Every time I go there I go through the isle that has fancy lotions you can test. I always test one. It's one of the few ways I pamper myself while in film school (isn't that sad, I pamper myself by going through the lotion/body isle in Target, jeez). My hands are still soft. It was made from stuff in the dead sea.
Now that I'm in a depressed mood I'll write up my stuff for Tim Long, maybe I'll come up with some nice depressing story ideas. poo
Today i was talking to sandro about adr and all that jazz. I mentioned that I was probably going to make a workout music song. He encouraged me to look for something in the sound libraries. When I mentioned that I hadn't had much luck so far even though I was looking for cheesy 80's crappy sounding workout music he said, "What? You haven't found anything so far? The sound library and dewolf library have so much cheesy stuff. It's so cheesy they have cows in their back yard to make cheese." Hahahahahaha, that made me laugh.
Two weeks ago for the first time I wore fake eyelashes. Okay, so Julie has a new favorite makeup item. Where have fake eyelashes been all my life? Well, okay they've been laying in the isles of every grocery store and behind every makeup counter in the country. But, alas I had never worn a pair until last week. The main reason I am excited is because I now understand why I could never truly complete the mod makeup look. Now I know why, and now I know how to solve my puzzle!
Okay, now I can talk about depressing things.
I don't want to do my production delivery book. I don't want to do my design book. I don't want to do sound design. I don't want to clean my room. I don't want to finish doing returns. I just want to sleep and go home to Texas.
I am so depressed about tracking. I think this is one of the saddest days for me since I've been at film school. I'm not sad about the track I'm on, I'm sad about the track I'm not on. But if I switched tracks again I'd be sad about leaving the track that I was on. Basically there is no way to make me happy. The truth is, there are alot of people that I haven't gotten to work with, I might not get to work with on thesis, and may never get to work with again. That's why I cried my eyes out after tracking, and it makes me want to cry right now just thinking about it. At first I thought that I probably really only wanted to work with half the class anyway, but once we were split up I realized that I wanted to work with most everyone. I'm so sad.
Good news, I went to Target today. Every time I go there I go through the isle that has fancy lotions you can test. I always test one. It's one of the few ways I pamper myself while in film school (isn't that sad, I pamper myself by going through the lotion/body isle in Target, jeez). My hands are still soft. It was made from stuff in the dead sea.
Now that I'm in a depressed mood I'll write up my stuff for Tim Long, maybe I'll come up with some nice depressing story ideas. poo
Today i was talking to sandro about adr and all that jazz. I mentioned that I was probably going to make a workout music song. He encouraged me to look for something in the sound libraries. When I mentioned that I hadn't had much luck so far even though I was looking for cheesy 80's crappy sounding workout music he said, "What? You haven't found anything so far? The sound library and dewolf library have so much cheesy stuff. It's so cheesy they have cows in their back yard to make cheese." Hahahahahaha, that made me laugh.