RANT-ATTACK.

So I finally reached the island. Anyway, I've been meaning to blog for the like longest time ever but I haven really found the drive to do so. Instead I've been rather active in posting useless facebook updates like fun facts about your semen.

I know it's not good to says things like these on the last day of chinese new year, but i'm broke. And I don't like that. Still paying off my debts my 7D lovingly bestow on me. She's kinda like buying a offshore mistress- fucking expensive and i hardly can afford to use her often. Not to mention I still need to buy more goodies for her to enchance her. like, some new lingerie (glidecam2000), breast enlargers (CF cards; hello 2010 IT Fair), sex toys (videohead tripod), blindfolds (ND filters). And the list goes on.

Heck, did I mention I have still yet to get my 27" imac? I didn't? So I didn't get my mac yet. The rumours about the yellowish thingy on the screen that happens on the i7 macs are still not squashed yet and the 3 week delivery waiting time from the online store is a bitch to wait for.

And now when I want to divert some of the cash to buying an iphone instead, I realized my mother used my plan to buy herself a new phone. Effectively cock-blocking me till October 2010. Which means to say, omfg, even when I ORD (basically to ORD means to finally get the fuck out of the army; google ORD and you'll be surprised at how powerful this word is), I WILL STILL BE STUCK WITH MY ARMY PHONE. OH MAH GAWD.

Now before anyone jumps an accuse me of being a hypocrite, I shall say this- I like my job here in the army. I like what I do here, and it gives me a certain sense of satisfaction training new enlisted smartass into mindless obedient zombies. But I love filmmaking more and I can't fucking wait to get out to go back into that.

Just recently I met up with Kimberley, whom is on her final year in lasalle shooting her thesis film. She's making a short film about a deaf mother and her teenage daughter, and she managed to rope in Yeo Yan Yan to lead in her film. Holy shit I want to be on that set. When she told to me about all her shoot and the many problems she encountered, I was just dying to be part of the whole mess, hah. Okay for the record, it's not a mess at all. Contrary to that, she's one-woman show directing and producing and even preparing the shooting scripts for the DP. Reminds me of the good old days when I was under-crewed on my shoot.

Anyway, I can't remember what I wanted to rant about after I got distracted about the whole ORD thingy so fuck this entry, I'm going to sleep. I'm on duty tomorrow. MEH.