Here i am again.

 I found out that the lovely café in the neighbourhood of my school has free internet! So now i can keep up with everything.

I'm a bit moody today because i got my first selfmade scenario back and it wasn't that good. My teacher said i'm to poetic. Well, if the teachers i had at the University would've said that only once, i would've been filled with joy and happiness!  But i knew it would be to prosaic, it's hard to put all the things i learned before aside. 

I was a bit dissapointed with myself because i hate to miss my own goals. I really REALLY want to succeed in my documentary-thing. It's the only thing i know i can do the rest of my life. I was born as a curious, questioning person, eager to discover new things. 'Big zucht'

I'm busy thinking of my next project. My plan is to make a documentary about an authentic shoemaker and his father, who is also in the business. I know the teachers like the visual stuff, but it's sooooo hard to put my ego and my pigheadedness aside and just do what THEY want to get good notes. 

It's a psychological process, being a Filmschoolstudent!

Internet

It will be a very short message, I don't have internet @ the moment so it's really hard to keep the blog up-to-date.
I'm in the library and the computer keeps saying that I only have 2 minutes left. Stupid, boring voice... grrr

Sometimes i hate technology, especially when i can't use it. Grr

O yes, i just wanted to say that the mistakes i make in english, i don't care!

It's a starty...

There's something about the blog-thing i've always hated. It' a fully accepted and easy way to put all your skinky, freaky, evil, secret, sick, boring, beasty, nasty, bitchy, stupid, lovely, ideas on the World Wide Web.
I get sick of all those mothers & fathers who put there overweight children on the internet, to show everyone how they eat. How they drink. How they pee.
I saw 10-minute movies with a filthy, little fatty sitting on his little toilet. It was awful. Don't they EVER think about the future of this kid? It's murder.
And don't get me started about those slutty 14-year olds who put themselfs (and there "friends") screaming and dancing in a tiny bikini, on a selfmade -pink-with-love- blog.
I support creativity, but this i rather call.. Slutivity?

But anyway, since i'm one of those people who always comment other persons work, i decided to try it myself.

So, I now pronounce this officially: 'Me and The Blog' (Think champagne and trumpets. And a lot of big hats)