(following is an angsty outpouring of not only my emotional state but what I feel about my co-workers
as of right now, this by no means is my actual feeling towards him in general, dodge rinse, repeat.)
THE FUCK
WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FRICKING FUCKED PROBLEM YOU FUCKING FUCKED BITCH
FUCK ALL YOUR FUCKING FUCKED UP FUCKING SOUND EQUIPMENT
CALLING THE FUCK OUT OF ME
WHATEVER FUCKING INFO I'VE FUCKING FUCKED GIVEN THE FUCK TO THE FUCKING YOU
IS THE SAME FUCKED FUCKED UP INFO I'VE GIVEN TO THE FRICKING FUCKED STUDIO
SO HOW THE FRICKING FUCKED FUCKED UP ARE YOU FUCKING ME?
YOU FUCK PIECE OF FUCKED SHIT
THE FUCKING WAY YOU'RE FUCKING CALLING ME
MAKING NO FUCKING SENSE
FRICKING FUCK HELL
PISSING THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF ME
AS THOUGH I WOUNDN'T INFORM THE FUCK OUT OF THEM YOU FUCK BITCH
AND THE FUCK
I'M FUCKED UNDER-FUCKING-FUCKED-PAID
AND THE FUCKED CONTRACT IS FUCKING ME UP TO.
THIS IS SERIOUS FUCK.
much better...
Finally...
the compatibility of Safari with Blogger sucks big time...
took me so long to be able to type...
I shall start....about yesterday....
woke up at....8am+....
then...rushed down to some 23 Upper Neram Road..
where I waited for about a half hour for my boss and producer to come..
I did that while once again being subtlely hounded by my soundman..
still sore that...its sort of my fault..
for losing that special Sony Jack...
it's starting to get on my nerves...
seriously...
especially if he brings it up again..
anyway..we did filming at the house.
had to do some interviews...
and once again..I found myself dozing off...
listening to interviews are pretty interesting..
but when you've got a 10+ hour work day...
and you slept at 1am+ the previous day...
and it was bad sleep...
with bad dreams..
(think demonic creatures coupled with shitty A level grades..
kind of bad.)
So I slept through most of the second interview that day..
the first one abruptly stopped because the interviewee AKA spoilt brat..
had soiled his diaper..
no...but seriously the guy is some serious spoilt crap man..
one moment he is like pouting giving a dao face..
but suddenly he changes when he's talking to his friend..
then he gives rude(lame but rude) stares to the producer...
really retarded...spoilt stupid.
so we left there..
had lunch at Jalan Kayu...
then went off to some remote grass patch to film another interview..
in the middle of a field..
or what's left of it...
so the guy we interviewed set on a piece of plastic we found lying around.
(that's cost cutting for you)
had to carry the equipment back to the van from there..
which suddenly became a bitch today..
thanks to the missing cable...
so we had this gargantuan monitor the size of a small tv...
and I had to lug it across the field...
then from there..
we all went down to Commonwealth Close.
then we had to wait...
an hour....
in a nearby coffeeshop while the occupants were on their way back..
watching kids climb above rain shelters..
hiding from the security guard of their school...
so things started getting amusing once the interview started
(yes...another interview)
this time it's the grandfather of this teenage prostitute..
so he was going to my producer...
saying..
'I'm sorry Ms..but...I gonna tell the truth my grand daughter is a sex maniac'
hoho...
he just made the program way more interesting..
and it's pure raw footage..
when your raw footage's good..
your offline edit's gonna be great...
haha...
anyway..they interviewed the rest of the family...and then I proceeded to fall asleep again..
after which..
we went to some Purvis St where we did a cafe scene..
and I had to babysit...
apparently...one of the talent has a baby at 16..
(what is our Muslim or Malay community head doing man..)
yea..anyway..I had to babysit her kid..
but the thing about that kid..
she has a perpetual frown on her face..
I mean...this youngsters..
they don't really know how to take care of their kids man..
(suprising I'm saying this)
so anyway...I ended up standing in one corner carrying her..
with Brendan holding the pram..
(like a fricking gay couple)
(and it was Valentine's day to boot)
so yea Brendan was there to do a re enactment scene by the way..
so was Zaki..
who got kissed, gotta play rough with chicks....and etc..
lucky guy..and he gets payed too man..
I got Hairin...from CJ to play some roles too..
so those were the juicy bits of the enactments...
and then we went Geylang..
which got my producer all excited..
(I swear once again...
Producers are either crazy or gay,
no one seems to be sane in this profession)
yea..so she was making loud giggly noises
as she got the cameraman to plonk the camera down..
along Lor 14 Geylang..
while our talent stood there..
waiting for clients..
and one guy actually did..
he approached her man..
crazy stupid nut.
and I ate my lunch at 2200..
sick..la..
also the episode we were doing...
the actual girl we were doing...
the prostitute one..
kind of reminded me of somebody..
the slacky laid back spunky kind of impression she gives..
so much like it..
I won't say who
=D
anyway...
I'm finally going to get paid..
so thank goodness..
and Thank God.
Ugh...
I shouldn't dota...next time..
especially when I have work for the whole day tomorrow..
as in not the standard 8 hours...
but 13 fricking hours...
woooohoooooo
absolutely.....disgusting..
I still need much time to fricking sort my life out...
had a freaky dream last night too....
got my As back...I had B O and a blank grade....
I was like shit...
Thank goodness it was a dream...
or maybe its some sign..
T_T......
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