What To Say ...

I want to have all of these great stories of my going to these great parties and drinking up a storm to honor my graduation but honestly ... it came and went pretty quietly. I was tired. Really tired. I slept for a long time. And still need to sleep some more. But in May, when we have our ceremony, I will party in a low cut dress.

I still have a LOT of work to do on my short and am moving at the same time. I think I might've forgotten to tell you all that part.

There is a long, very interesting but somewhat convuluted story around this but I am moving from my four bedroom share to (keep your fingers crossed) a small but wonderful studio with a garden! No I can't afford the apartment but it really is time that I live alone again. Really.

The past year has been really hectic. My father's funeral began it and I was living with a few great (and a few not so great) people. I moved to my four bedroom share to save some money but also to be closer to my father when he got sick.

After he passed away, I stayed and had a great time but now that I am in a different head space, I finally can see that maybe a share with three (sometime four) other people is not right for me.

But wait, let me be honest, it wasn't fully my decision.

See, New Years Eve, two of my roommates got into a fight. A big one. It was physical. There were cops. And after all of the drama came and went, one of our roommates and her boyfriend, who of course believed that we all wanted him, moved out and we were all left in the same situation we had all been in twice in a year, missing a roommate. We all got sick of it at the same time and agreed to go our seperate ways.

I thought about a share with just one other person but the more I looked the more it just felt as if I'd rather eat ramen noodles and have my own space than share again. So, I am gathering boxes and beginning my journey as a poor girl with her own apartment. Though the timing couldn't be worse.

At my meeting with my advisor for my graduation, he was pretty mellow. Nicer than he usually is. He liked my film. Had some good feedback. But after meeting with my second reader who essentially said the opposite things of my advisor, I am left with a bunch of questions. The best advice I've gotten is to write a throughline and then cut my film around that. Still it takes some of the enthusiasm away.

There are some problems with my footage. I have some eyeline issues. Seems that shooting a five person dialogue scene is an L shaped space was not the smartest move. It needs to be a circle and I guess I did not think about that. It's not impossible to fix but I definately don't feel the luxury of being able to use whateve footage I want to. I know I am still learning how to make a movie but you still can't help but beat yourself up about these kinds of things.

Oh, I saw Closer, by the way, and it was dumb. Not horrible just dumb. I literally laughed at it. I know it's a random comment but I had to bring it up.

Million Dollar Baby on the other hand is great. Yeah, it's 30 minutes too long but it's a Clint Eastwood movie. That's just the way it goes. The more I think about it, the more I liked it.

Well, I am going to sign off for now. More tomorrow ...