I thought I was done with my script last weekend. But when I handed it over my teacher told me it was about 3 pages too long. So I have spent the whole weekend cutting away pieces of my soul, and that has been a painful affair. I managed to get it down to 11 and a half. I have no idea if that is going to influence my final mark for it, but it was the best I could do. Yesterday I handed it in, it’s done now, I can’t change anything about it anymore and the course has ended. It is going to be judged by 2 tutors, and I will get my final result in July. Yes that’s July about 4 months from now, in the summer. Lucky I am such a patient person. Pfff.
I feel good about the fact that I have been able to write something like this, without it being totally ridiculous (I hope). And it feels good that I now no longer have to think about that story anymore as it’s out of my hands. So I had expected my head to be rather relaxed after this, with peace to write about other things here, and to catch up on some train stories which are still waiting.
But no. Tonight when eating I suddenly got ideas for the next story, and so I had to write them down and the first cold pizza because of story 2 is already a reality. Sometimes I wish I could switch my head off. Maybe I just secretly want to apply for the masters for 2008 anyway, but don’t tell anyone, especially not me. Oh and I don’t expect to get in, as they only take 1 out of 10 people applying for it, so I will make sure I have a plan B as well.
OK. To celebrate finishing my script I bought myself a present, and it arrived today.
Because it’s such a sexy design.
Because Red is such a good colour.
Because music inspires me and makes me happy.
Because apart from music you can also have radioplays on it with certain voiciliciously English actors.
Because what if an iPod can do the same thing as an iMac.
Because you could have it personalized with an engraving.
So I thought LOVE (red) + ROCK (the music) was appropriate for a lot of reasons.
And to give you a taste of the latest song we have been hopping around on here in Casa Loco, press play:
Too late for the music …
Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I’m a little bit shy
Why don’t you like me?
Why don’t you like me without making me try?
So today it was Mika who put a smile on my face.
Does it make you jump as well?