Super Roommates began filming on Friday the 13th of March. It was amidst a snowstorm, and there was an accident on Deerfoot, so I arrived on set after pretty much all my cast & crew, but our location still wasn’t available to us until fifteen minutes after our call time so it wasn’t bad. Yet.
I got super lucky in January in terms of roles. I managed to worm my way into four short films, two as the lead, one bit part and one background. But apparently that wasn’t enough for me, because I wanted to make a short film.
I had a bad day last week. The worst in a while, with a bunch of different not-fun things coming together all in that one day. And I discovered something amazing.
My computer is getting slower by the day and it is driving my crazy. Also driving me crazy? My room. I don’t have a chair for my desk so I have to bend over to use my laptop which is uncomfortable and probably bad for me. I have stuff all over the floor in an attempt to organise. My closet is still waiting for some coverage. My wall is still blank. It is not the inspiring space I wanted to spend my summer writing in. It is not a retreat in any way except that it has a door which separates me from the less-than stellar living conditions outside of it…
Okay, so that last post was a bit sparse.
From Tuesday to Friday, I stayed with my friend Siân in beautiful Bournemouth. As soon as I arrived, we went straight to the beach because it was sunny and the forecast for the rest of the week was pessimistic at best.
It’s surprising how busy I’ve found myself even after classes have ended. I didn’t even have the time to blog yesterday when I arrived in Bournemouth!
Sometimes I stop and think, do I have too much on my plate? Am I too busy?
And then I add something big to my To-Do list.
For once, everything’s quiet. That’s rare at a university.
The wifi only half-works and it’s horrible. Like right now, I’m getting messages saying I’m no longer connected to the internet, but it still shows four bars and green lights.
I wasn’t going to say anything at all today or ever again, but the secret’s out now, I guess.
Hold on, I’m getting ahead of myself.
I woke up in Paris this morning, half an hour before the alarm. 4am UK time, 5am Paris time. Got ready, packed my bags, and left.
(This post was written yesterday.)
I’m trying to write a post every day, but yesterday I completely forgot. *Sigh* I guess I’m starting my streak over.