Picture This

only 3 days left. the countdown to the first paper is progressing at an alarming rate. currently experiencing a massive headache possibly due to the fact that i tied my hair while having dance lessons today. okay, i know that's probably not true but i can't think of other reasons. maybe it's the stress getting to me.

been reading past Hollywood Cinema exam papers... and now this current article on Out of the Past, a forties film-noir that i'm studying for the exam. And all of a sudden i remember what Ed said in the lectures about the 'cross in the wilderness', although that was more applying to the western and sci-fi genres. See, my thoughts have progressed to a stage that its logical map of thought-processing is not that logical anymore. But anyway, that recollection reminded me of this photo(see below) i took in edinburgh at the beginning of winter. i think the picture would have been nicer if the trees at the side didn't feature so much at the forefront.

On another note, i made a discovery today that i do not have a single decent picture taken of Sg, in Sg. was going to post some (sorry dem, i know i said i had some to show!) but i realised that whenever i'm home, i just never bother to take my camera out. it seems i'm only snap-happy when i'm travelling in some fashion or another. but it is appalling, though. come to think of it... that it has never occured to me to collect images of home. wait actually, i have done that before quite a lot, but that was mostly on the job working as a jouralist back home. so whatever photos i may have taken on the job would have been the company's copyright. and i dont have a hard copy of them either! (although some were pretty nice and got published)

Am now trying desperately to take mental pictures of important sequences in all the films that i am examined on this friday. but with an average film lasting two hours long, or in my case, the Godfather II being almost four hours long, it is pretty damn hard to remember everything that is relevant. my head feels like it's going to explode. and it's an irony because there's nothing much it can explode of since i haven't filled it with very much useful stuff anyway...

so the countdown continues.

(to my friends who have finished their exams and are either happily touring europe now or getting drunk every night.... lucky bastards, go away!)