That was more than a while
I've kind of lost the plot when it comes to writing journal entries, so I'll try to be brief.
It's been a very long while since I last posted - I was just about to move into my second Southampton residence, and have since moved into another because that one was full of irresponsible, childish morons and had a full-on rat infestation to boot - but I'm just about to undergo a rather dramatic and huge change in my life.
In five days, on Monday 28th June 2010, I will no longer live on the south coast. I'll not live near any of the friends I've made throughout my life, nor will I be within any reasonable distance of my family. I will be in London, struggling to make a life out of the pointless Film degree on which I've just thrown three years away.
I attended the Beltane Fires at this year's May Day celebrations at Butser Ancient Farm, and my wish to the wicker man was simply this: Make London easy.
It seems the powers that be are looking kindly upon me as Sej and I (who are moving away together) have managed to procure a residence at the very first place we looked, and on the very first day we visited London to search for (retail) jobs, I found one at the Apple store in Kingston. So, somehow, I have somewhere to live and somewhere to work, straight off the bat, and I am incredibly appreciative of that.
The film I made as my final major project, once a huge pride of my existence, has become a crushing disappointment thanks to a lecturer I despise marking it lower than many other students' films that I can objectively say are not as good as mine. Or maybe I'm not being objective, which worries me more: maybe my film really just is a failure. I don't know. I'm still entering it into festivals, but I'm not holding much hope for it to lead to anything.
I guess I'll just have to keep making films until I get it right.
Here goes nothing.
It's been a very long while since I last posted - I was just about to move into my second Southampton residence, and have since moved into another because that one was full of irresponsible, childish morons and had a full-on rat infestation to boot - but I'm just about to undergo a rather dramatic and huge change in my life.
In five days, on Monday 28th June 2010, I will no longer live on the south coast. I'll not live near any of the friends I've made throughout my life, nor will I be within any reasonable distance of my family. I will be in London, struggling to make a life out of the pointless Film degree on which I've just thrown three years away.
I attended the Beltane Fires at this year's May Day celebrations at Butser Ancient Farm, and my wish to the wicker man was simply this: Make London easy.
It seems the powers that be are looking kindly upon me as Sej and I (who are moving away together) have managed to procure a residence at the very first place we looked, and on the very first day we visited London to search for (retail) jobs, I found one at the Apple store in Kingston. So, somehow, I have somewhere to live and somewhere to work, straight off the bat, and I am incredibly appreciative of that.
The film I made as my final major project, once a huge pride of my existence, has become a crushing disappointment thanks to a lecturer I despise marking it lower than many other students' films that I can objectively say are not as good as mine. Or maybe I'm not being objective, which worries me more: maybe my film really just is a failure. I don't know. I'm still entering it into festivals, but I'm not holding much hope for it to lead to anything.
I guess I'll just have to keep making films until I get it right.
Here goes nothing.