Film School



Well so far New York, London, Seattle and Vancouver look tempting. But then again, tempting might not be the word to use, because temptation would imply an accessible sin depending on choice. And that's just not the case. I need to shelf out a quarter million just for a semester! oooh boy. If I had that much money in the first place, well...I'd teach myself film, hehe...with money to spare to see the world and back...with a hot date! haha...or not.

*sigh

I really want to go to film school, or at least get to shoot films. It's what I enjoyed doing most for the past 3 years here in college. Actually, it's not something I want to be cast in stone. It's just that I don't really know what to expect after I graduate. Not that I'm anxious about it, and planning ahead isn't really my style, but somehow I feel like there's something about life I should be really sure about by now.

Oh well, I really should be just worrying about thesis right now...:)

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Ever caught yourself in a moment where you find someone changing right before your eyes? The time when things change then people change, and you find yourself in that moment.

You want to tell them something. But there are no words for it. No wisdom to warrant it. No courage to enable it. Something’s going away, drifting apart, with or without your goodbye.

They’re still there. Sometimes they’re right there just in front of you. But you miss them already.

I’ve had one too many of those moments. And when you have too many of those moments, it makes you think of not so nice thoughts about this life, or of this world for that matter.

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"There are two ways to slide easily through life: to believe everything or to doubt everything; both ways save us from thinking."-Alfred Korzybski