Monday, October 17, 2011

Yes, it's been forever. I've decided I don't do the whole write down what's going on in my life sort of thing. Can't maintain anything doing that (blog, journal, scrapbook.. etc) Makes me feel blehh. Instead, here's a poem:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
And all the other colours
I see when I sniff glue

What looks like an elephant,
But smells like papaya,
May be an elephant
Who just ate papaya

Its best friend a tomato,
Brother a tire,
Likes counting to zero,
The elephant's papaya

He sprouted from a tree,
Growing over a tent,
Found him on the floor,
The papaya's elephant

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Adventures

Turns out that this couch potato has gone on some adventures. Quite a long time ago I mentioned getting a job in a blog post. Well I did (yay!). I decided to pursue my interest in film and joined a production house that did TV commercials.

I worked there for five months before leaving for university. One of the many things I learned is that (most) advertising agencies and their clients give me a headache. On my last shoot in which I was promoted to casting coordinator, we were set to shoot the commercial when the client decided they wanted a different main actor. This was two days before shoot day and one day before our wardrobe fit. This posed a huge problem because that meant we had to find people who would sacrifice time off their everyday work and drive to the casting agency for casting within six hours time. On top of that, they had to be free for the wardrobe fit as well as the entire day on shoot day. You can see how this was a problem.

Furthermore, after casting them we have to present them to the director for him to present to the client who will decide who they like best, then call everyone who did not get the part that they would not have to take leave after all as well as inform the person selected of course. After this, the actor's measurements have to be sent to the wardrobe stylist in time for them to prepare something for wardrobe fit which was happening later that day.

We pulled it off in the end though, after losing much sleep as well as hair and weight. There were more stressful incidents during the whole course of this shoot's production but it's just too much to blog about. Of course, not all clients are headaches, I just wanted to blog about this one in particular as the worst I have ever worked with.

This potato is exhausted.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Change of blogs

Please note: I'm gonna create separate blogs for separate stuff so I don't get everything mixed up. From now on, anything to do with the Highly Intelligently-Trained Ninja Monkeyjets will be posted @http://hitnm.blogspot.com/

Friday, December 17, 2010

Day 7 erherher

Note: I decided to end my serial on a different note.

The pilot, flying on one engine, manages to glide the plane down into a field of daisies. The passengers unfortunately are unable to escape before the jet fuel ignites and it rains daises all over the state.

Okay so it's not on a different note but I had to end it.

The End :)

Friday, December 3, 2010

Day Blablabla

You may have noticed I abandoned my serial. I stopped it when I found out my grandmother reads reading my blog...

I need to write happy stories from now on....

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Day 5

NOTE: Read post on Nov 12 first, then work your way up (just follow the ones that have day+number as the title)

This is the fifth insert.

The stewards of the plane are relieved they now have more food to feed the passengers. The pilots however are worried because that food just blew out their right engine.

Now I will have to remind myself to post the next part tomorrow.

Day 4

NOTE: Read the post on Nov 12 first, then work your way up.

This is the fourth part of my serial.

The hawk, king of the skies, soars above the clouds. Speedy as it is, it is still not fast enough to outrun the plane behind is and it is sucked into the engine.

Okay I missed a day so I will post two today. Good thing nobody follows this blog regularly. :)

And yes I admit this was pretty predictable. I'll try to think of something fresh next time.