Saturday, March 19, 2005
Certified
well I now possess a little slip of paper that deems incompetent ol' me fit to mistreat even more conditions of a non chop-em-up nature. heh.
what will they think of next?
*****
... the call... wasn't what you thought.
*****
Okay, so here I am in the aftermath of a mini-exam of sorts, twiddling my thumbs and wondering why I bothered coming in early this morning...
anyhow, it appears I have been conscripted by a friend into writing a screenplay with effect from last night, for the something or other film something competition. shrug.
That's the way it always is isn't it. When faced with a big exam, first, distract yourself...
The prospect is intriguing. Now I just need a plot...
what will they think of next?
*****
... the call... wasn't what you thought.
*****
Okay, so here I am in the aftermath of a mini-exam of sorts, twiddling my thumbs and wondering why I bothered coming in early this morning...
anyhow, it appears I have been conscripted by a friend into writing a screenplay with effect from last night, for the something or other film something competition. shrug.
That's the way it always is isn't it. When faced with a big exam, first, distract yourself...
The prospect is intriguing. Now I just need a plot...
