Bans Cocktail

How to make a bans

Ingredients: 3 parts success 5 parts brilliance 1 part energy

Method: Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add lustfulness to taste! Do not overindulge!

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Personality cocktail
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my haven of rest

Alas, I went to work today. Ended up studying in my place of work where I get bottomless drinks and warranted interruptions. I came home to realize that I can study better at home now. Of course, not with the computer on as I will forever find any for of media miles and miles more interesting than accounting.

I have been pondering about how my dreams have been more meaningful as they have as of late warned me about certain things. I had an interesting dream the other night but I couldn't remember what it was. Oh well.

My best friend reminded me of Father's Day. It's this Sunday, apparently. But Australia celebrates it in September so I didn't know. I have to remember to call dad.

Back to my book. I should log out.

Blubbermouth

Today is art film day. I just feel like watching one. Maybe after I do some studying. Argh.

I get today and tomorrow off work. Glorious! I shall not go anywhere near work. But sadly I do have to go to the city for something.

Classes are out of the way so the main antagonists of my concerns include work and exams. That is really about it. I couldn't be bothered about anything else. I did the right thing volunteering for the film festival. It was nice doing dumb things sans all the care in the world. I get to watch random films, too which would be a plus anytime anyday.

The docos: 1. Tupac Resurrection, 2. Haunting Douglas. These are the main films I've seen. The Tupac one was done by MTV so the style is very MTV Biorhythm, which I am a big fan of. It got a tad too long though as it dragged on for two hours. How verbose can one get telling somebody's life story? Believe me, I bet it was easy to get carried away.

Haunting Douglas is kiwi. It was the life of Douglas Wright, a choroeographer. It was interesting to see excerpts of his dances. I think that was the main source of my fascination. It was not so much on the style of the film as consistency was a bit off and it seemed like something I can do (read: amateurish).

I walked out of a few films due to dislike and slept through one Antonioni classic. The film just lost me after 15 minutes of trying to read subtitles without my visual aid whilst sitting far back the State Theatre (a more for plays than movies theatre). Other volunteers enjoyed their nap time, too thanks to Antonioni.

Yeah and so I did the dumb stuff of handing out voting slips, collecting votes and counting them thereafter whilst on shift at the festival. I ditched my shift yday cos I was really tired from my paid job. Nonetheless, it's still interesting to have a look around. It's a take your mind off things activity.

And now I am still faced with the dillema of figuring out my schedule for the day. I refuse to say hi to people at work and I refuse to talk about the intricacies of my work life. I shall write an essay on this. HA!

chill time

Weirdness overcomes me. I went to bed at 5pm, Thursday and woke up 10pm the same day. I am still up until 4:41am, Friday. I shall be off to work soon as I wanna get there early and get things organized. It's Friday again and no one shall make my shift a shitty one. I slept in again yday. Oh well. I don't care anymore.

I am an underpaid part time shift supervisor with a job description of a full time assistant manager. Enough said. I have stressed more than I should so here am I, with purely good intentions. I've had a nice big breakfast of olive fried rice and tuna, a satisfying humongous mug of water and a nice hot shower. I am sitting in my work clothes and my cool but stinky big black coat. I am ready to face the day. I have studied enough for now and shall leave my readings at home.

I had a happy night. Chatted with my Singaporean friends. Sharon might be coming in December and we shall do film stuff together and hike into the country on a lookout for dashing creatures. Hmmm.... not to mention the fab food we shall find! Errr... we were meant to be 'broke' thus we shall be begging for stale bread. Eeek. And eat them 1 second before they officially go stale.

Got an email from Hillsong and I got allocated to the TV Crew for the July conference!!! Glorious! Glorious! My film career should once again blossom... My first stint for the year will start this Saturday. I have 6 shifts of doing (dumb) volunteer work for the Sydney Film Festival. It would still be interesting.

This is the start of a busy busy life. I shall hang on. I'll be off to work soon. Have a good Friday!

Rekindling no flame

Starting the weird grind again. I felt bad sleeping through my 4:30am alarm. Went to bed at 10pm the previous night after taking headache tablets in an attempt to make the right start the next morning. It all backfired. I woke up at 6:30am when it was still looking like night time, checked my phone and found out I had a million missed calls and a million text messages from my work mates. I was meant to be at work by 6am and I planned to be in before 6pm.

I was sick in the morning but decided to jump in the shower to cool my head. Rocked up to work, 3 people there. They were in the store but they haven't opened. It took me a while to realize that. I sat at the back for ages and it took me a while to actually function. Such is life.

I finished early but I did rosters anyway and impressed my district manager. However, that's all I get. All intangible.

I had inhaled too many ciggy fumes from Jenny's chain smoking when I was tired the night before. It was a rainy morning, too. One of those days when you'd rather just stay home and pretend to not exist. It turned out to be a good day. Just had a bad start to it.

I had my good 6-hour sleep now. 7pm til 1am. Tomorrow should be a good day. I should get things done.