Reflec-shun.

I haven't had time for reflection in quite a while.

Back...candle-lit room, and blogging position. I might get a job at a store...a salesperson. Needless to say, I will not be using my mental abilities in performing this kind of job, only smiling, and standing abilities. Not a very challenging job. The challenge is doing well in the interview tomorrow, that is.

I need a job, I have free time, I read so much, I go out so much. I need money to do both. I need money to go to the expensive ass gym down the street. Now, how would I get the money if Baba will not PAY!? I get a job that pays well that doesn't eat up all my free time, and that gives me money to read MORE plays. Maybe I'll even be able to fund my film project that's been in process for like one whole year now.

Speaking of films, out of my respect and support for independent film, and filmmakers, alternative styles and cinematic language, I go to a festival held by the British council thing.
I watch "Wingrave" http://www.wingrave-film.com which made me feel stressed, and anticipating for a whole i don't remember how long. People walked out in the middle of that film, now, I don't walk out in the middle of a film, I just don't do that. I watch. There were ideas in there, where did they all go in the end?

Maybe I'm not the best form of audiences, but this film is really already overrated. It makes me sad that you can take strong cinematic language and highly stylized work and throw it right in the trash with your awkward, abrupt, deus ex machina ending, to resolve nothing, and leave nothing unresolved on purpose.

It was that sad.

I need to sleep, I can't show up to the interview with huge black blobs around my eyes.