Maybe if I list my work, it'll help me to cross it off this imaginary list, since my agenda doesn't seem to be working (for social activities yes, but academic activities, no):
1. Two more Chinese cinema journals
2. Research / Write Chinese cinema essay (1200-1500 words)
3. Research / Write Film Directors essay (potential topics: Cassavetes, the Authorship debate Kael-Sarris, etc.) (2000 words)
4. Research /Write English Canadian Cinema essay (1500-2000 words)
5. Research / Write Film History / Miranda July essay (3500 words) (topic: the death of the master-narrative, meta-criticism, films and companionship, representation of youth)
There are so many things I want to say about how wonderful people are, and how lucky I feel for having you all around, but I think people are getting sick of my !!! mood (in a nice way.. I hope).
I'm running for Film Studies FASA ambassador. Going up to 25 random people and asking them for signatures to support me was a nightmare. I dreaded it for a week. Hopefully I will get it done Monday, submit it, and get on the road to planning my next year. I always start doing that before the present year is completed... maybe that's.. not a good thing.
In other news, I've stopped wanting so much. Sure it's probably because I'm broke, but I'm convinced the quasi-zen state I've reached is making me more satisfied with what I have. A film I saw recently made me stop wanting. I think it was Confessions of a Shopaholic (which is pretty bad -- don't ask me why I went to see it, much less why it had an effect on me). There was so much materialism in the film, it just turned me off. I had that fast-living, shop-til-you-drop attitude for a long time (even though I never had the money for it), but now, it really seems silly. Whats more is, every time I go to NB, I go to thrift stores, and find things that are so much more interesting.
I don't think one is supposed to mix 3.25% and Skim milk together (as I have just done, to eat with my muffin).. it sort of.. separates.
This is one of my favourite pics of Cuba. Me, in my 'gah!' pose. That trip... what a trip.
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