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merf everyone's trying to convince me to go with livejournal instead of blogger...but I don' wanna... :P opinions? Click on "talk to me" if you want to harass me about it either way ;} *yawns hugely* I've been working on my films almost non-stop. The fourth is pretty much finished...the fifth is getting there...I spent most of yesterday and all of last night at Tisch editing them on the Steinbeck (the flatbed thing you edit film with) got home aroung 9 this morning, and slept 'till 3 in the afternoon. Then Derek came over and recorded dialogue with me. Tomorrow...gah, I dunno. *sighs* Only three more days to go. The color quiz is scary. O_o *ahems* so yeah, I'm supposed to be working on a screenplay right now...so what? I'm gettin there....really... ;P Stuff Ali has left to do update: Let's see...as of Thursday morning (right now) the following must be accomplished before the semester ends: shoot titles, record dialogue and music, and finish editing my fourth and fifth films, which can be mostly done by Saturday morning; write my final screenplay for Dramatic and Visual Writing; animate my last assignment for action analysis; find time to take my test for Tech Theory; draw my final assignment for life drawing; and...um....well, that's all I can think of at the moment, so I sincerely hope I haven't forgotten anything :P wheee...back to work Oh, and my webcam's on again, in case you care ;} Oh my god. It actually happened....I've finished shooting my fifth (and LAST) film. I realise I've failed to keep y'all updated on this, so here's a brief summary: for the past couple of weeks, I've been completely beside myself with worry about this film. I knew what I wanted to do, where I wanted to shoot it, I had all my actors and most of my props by the end of last week.....but no time for the actual filming. Unlike video, which can be done at the very last minute with a digital camera and a computer with lots of disk space, film is sort of...tricky. You need the rig, which can only be taken out on certain days; you need to haul around massive ammounts of equipment; you need a crew to help haul said equipment around, and to give you a hand with the actual shoot; you need lots of light if you're trying to shoot outdoors, so you have to have those scenes done by sunset; you need to take into account that film takes 24 hours to get developed, and that the lab is only open on weekdays. Add to this the usual problems of getting large numbers of busy people together at the end of the semester, as well as complications with various people getting sick....and...well, it's not pretty. But somehow, miraculously, we did it. We filmed everything I really wanted to film, and now all I have left to shoot are some titles (which I can do by myself.) YAY. :D So....now I just need to find music, get my actors together to record the dialogue, and edit. Sounds doable to me. For the past few weeks, one of my primary worries has been where I'm going to live next year. I knew that I'd be in the Broome Street dorm, and that Jess was rooming with me again.....but I also knew that she was planning to get an apartment with her boyfriend if housing screwed her over with room selection. And I have to say, after two years of housing disasters I wasn't looking forward to another stranger roomie. Tonight was housing selection. And I tell ya....I missed out on it last year because of class, and I had NO idea what I was getting into. Out "appointment" was at 7:45PM, and we were told to show up fifteen minutes early. Whatever. Brian and I were there an hour and a half before Jess got out of class, and they were only on pick 70 or so....we were 97. I think it was well past 10PM before we made any real progress. I don't know how it works at YOUR school, but here at NYU there are several steps to getting a room for the fall. First, you apply for a dorm - everyone has a certain number of lottery points, depending on how many consecutive semesters they've been in housing, and as Juniors me an Jess were pretty high on the list. So we got into Broome, our first choice. But that's just the building. The actual room is another matter entirely. Basically, you're assigned a "pick" based on your lottery points and how many roomies you have - the lower the pick, the better. 97's pretty damn good, actually, so Jess and I were expecting to get a fairly decent room. However, we failed to realise how sinister our pick actually was. See...it was high enough that we couldn't swoop in and take whatever room we wanted. But it was low enough that there was still some flexibility with rooms when our turn came. NYU doesn't have coed dorm rooms - they aren't allowed. Broome has many large suites, with anywhere from two to eleven people living in them. Which means that if a female non-smoker decides to take the single room in a suite, all the other rooms need to be filled with female non-smokers. This year, it turned out that a disproportionate number of suites had been partially settled by this demographic. In order to make sure everyone gets a room, the larger dorms need to be completely filled before the smaller, more flexible ones can be opened....and with our medium-grade pick, Jess and I were among the lucky few to be forced into a room. Though after considerable debate we'd had our hearts set on a double studio (big room with two beds and a kitchen) we were informed at the end of the very long line that the smallest room they could put us in was a suite with one single bedroom and one double. We squinted at a floor plan - the room looked pretty tiny. But, with little choice, we signed the forms and shuffled off to the elevators to see what we'd ended up with. When we knocked on the door of room 401, no one answered. Feeling very naughty, we tested the handle...and it turned easily, letting us push the door aside and take a peek at out future livingspace. My god, people....it was beautiful. The common room alone was easily twice as large as out entire dorm here at Lafayette. It boggles my mind that I'll be living somewhere that has such a massive ammount of room. I won't know what to do with myself...I'll just sit in the middle of the gleaming hardwood floor and wonder at my unbelievable luck. And to think...Jess and I wanted to fight out way into a tiny little studio.... I guess it was about time we got lucky. ^_^ :: end blah :: Want to read the REALLY old shit? Here ya go. |