Class, Trust

I love my film theory and criticism class. It makes me realize that I really can think on the same level as professional filmmakers; my education here is actually paying off! (Who knew?)

I'm almost positive that I completely raped and aced the exam, and I feel at least five times more equipped to think rationally about my own film ideas. It gives me a grounding base to begin to develop my own aesthetic, even though I have no product to show for it (yet). All this creative energy very healthy.

The university is a bit slow in the collective head and sent me my "Official Senior Checkout Form" about a year too early. I have my work cut out for me next year, and I have decided to take it easy when it comes to extra-curricular activities. I still would like to film my B/W short, but we'll see if I will be able to fit it in. I'd love to do it at the end of this year, but two weeks of shows, two trips to NYC, Foxed/Pigged events, faux-dates/cuteness, graduations of close friends in far away places, and academia sort of rule that out. Who knows, though, maybe I will learn to make time from nothingness. Wouldn't that be fancy, eh?

I've been working on my short-story-turned-screenplay also. I am not typing it until I finish it, so if you're curious, you'll just have to wait. Darn.

Spring finally FEELS like it is upon us, and I feel great in some brand-spankin'-new clothes that I bought over spring break, and I am finally free of the curse of the ridiculous hair. Zinn cut my hair very short, and it's pretty sweet. Pictures to come.

Lastly, I feel the need to share another poem. I am reasonably happy with this one; it went through at least 3 versions before its final state. It's short, but I think it is effective. Enjoy...!?

TRUST

It is inevitable
We will not stray from this course
Laid before us by decades of
Feature films

But as our train whispers on
I shall never remember to forget
Each and every moment of
Agonizing pain
Or the color of your eyes