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Sometimes when I'm feeling particularly down on myself I feel like I peaked in the arts at age sixteen when I was autographing a program printed on nice glossy paper with my headshot in it for a little kid I didn't even know. Well, I think I've topped that: The honors films premiere was held in the Roxy Theatre, this gorgeously restored 1930's ( Read more... )

( in which Caryl is down on herself about writing )

I was reading this article today on someone's experiment with first year film students:
( on sexism and racism in film )

First off: The University of Canterbury Students' Association is holding a raffle to cover Chris' rent so that his flatmates and other people close to him can stay together while they grieve without the added stress of covering his rent. Additional money raised will go towards a one off scholarship for a future engineering student (he was in his ( Read more... )

In the morning we went to the University of the Philippines at Diliman, ie. my parents' alma mater, where Mom dropped something off for a friend and I tried to look for someone who could tell me what traditional Philippine theater forms I could look into as a starting point. (Towards the end of my rant on my ethnocentric theater course and my one ( Read more... )

( blah blah blah school )

PASSED LATIN
E IN MUSIC WORKS E IN MUSIC WORKS E IN MUSIC WORKS
MOSTLY PASSED SCIENCE
PASSED FOLIO

LEVEL 3 WITH MERIT AND UNIVERSITY ENTRANCE

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I spent New Year's Eve first at ladycariad's house with mad_as_soup and nix_the_fish, watching part of the Doctor Who marathon on UK TV (I never thought I'd see Doctor Who Confidential on New Zealand televison), playing with sparklers, and writing letters to ourselves and each other in a year, and then at Raymond's hiding in a corner playing TWEWY (for some reason I want to beat ( Read more... )

It got to that stage on Monday:
Lydia: "How are you?"
Me: "Bla bla bla film bla bla media bla bla bla wail."
Lydia: "So how's life apart from media?"
Me: ... O_O "There is no life outside of media ( Read more... )