Darn that dream.

We are halfway through the long weekend.
This is totally irrelevant but I feel extremely unproductive. I have yet to send out my resume, and I am extremely fussy about getting the job(s) I want, and I can't work full time until I return from Beijing/Hong Kong in mid November, and so many film internships are actually available - while I am in China!

Someone shoot me. Till then, I will be surviving on bread and water.

I was told to submit an art piece for an exhibition in late December by a youth organisation. The theme is, well, on youth. I couldn't recall anything I've done that's even vaguely youth-themed. She told me I can work on it now, and it will help with the given exposure and all. I'd love to, really. Not because of the exposure or anything like that but I miss working on a painting, experimenting with textures and all the endless possibilities of creations. But working on a piece takes time and alot of input. I don't know if I will have the energy to create something worth showcasing. And my energy now should be directed at finding a bloody job.

Not lazing around watching old indie DVDs and Family Guy.

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On a sidenote, I had fun on Saturday night watching a performance at Theatreworks, Pichet Klunchun and Myself. It was a witty and humourous exchange between a French contemporary choreographer Jerome Bel and a Thai classical dancer Pichet, with dance demonstrations in between and all these supposed notions about contemporary dance. I couldn't help gushing at Jerome's striped sweater either, though this has got nothing to do with the performance or anything. But it was staring at me the whole time!