By my plan, I'm suppose to be blogging on Sunday because that's the end of the week, but my hands are quite itchy and I feel like blogging now. All in all, this week has been a pretty fine week on the outside, but quite depressing actually. Nothing is wrong with my life, but it's just one of those emo periods. My stupid stomach hasn't fully recovered from the vomiting from, like, 2 weeks ago because my stupid carelessness decided that I should eat all the oily food right after the stomach's supposed "recovery". Luckily, dad got some pharmacy's medicine and advice for me, so things are going fine.

This week had been a lot of worrying. Worried about getting sick again and vomiting again, which was horrible. Paranoid nights wishing I won't wake up to puke. Worried about undone assignments. Worried about coming internship. Worried about NS, about work in the future, and about super far-fetch things. Worried about getting sick (again) due to running in the rain in poly 50. Worried about irrational things. BUT. Thankfully, this time is better because I realise what's happening is all irrational. And as much as sometimes awareness is a curse, many times it is also bliss.

Sunday
Last Sunday was the day my filming group went to recce for the documentary. Went to Serangoon Garden, Tanjong Pagar, and Chinatown. The thing about Serangoon Garden is that it has really good angles but meh visuals. Tanjong Pagar and Chinatown were the opposite. After Matin consulted Ms Mary on Monday, we decided on Serangoon Garden.

Anyway, recceing allowed us to explore a little and go to places we usually wouldn't bother to go, such as Tanjong Pagar and Chinatown. Chinatown actually sold some bracelets for $1, so we stopped a little for some minor shopping.

Researching about Serangoon Garden actually disgusted me a little because it was annoying how arrogant certain people living there are as to consider foreigners to be "spoiling the view" in that area. During the recce, one of us were blocking an atas person's car's way, and that guy actually bothered to stop the car, open the window, and say: "That is very rude." Arrogant people.

Monday
As usual, had Web Publishing class and learned about the dreamweaver stuffs. Got a little frustrated as I couldn't understand things. Finally got it after Wai Meng helpfully explained them to me. I'm kind of pathetic in the sense that I'm so easily driven by anger. But that's me for you.

Dip plus was, as usual, interesting. I'm actually beginning to look forward to these classes. Learned to construct a genogram, which is basically an extended version of a family tree, including more details such as emotional closeness and marital statuses. For our CA1, we were suppose to do a super in-depth analysis of our families.

There's something interesting we learned that I want to share. The lecturer taught us about "differentiation", which means a person's ability to separate feelings and thoughts, others and self, and stuff like that. The thing is, in relationships, we tend to stick with people with the same level of differentiation as us. A detached person ends up with a detached person. An overly-dependent person ends up with an overly-dependent person. If a healthy-differentiation person gets together with an overly-dependent person, the healthy-differentiation person will soon want to get out of the relationship. Sounds quite common sense, but interesting.

Another thing she said was that our unconscious like to get us into the same kind of relationships as our parents. Meaning, if our parents are aggressive and always quarrel, that is the kind of relationship we would subconsciously look for, unless we are aware of it and consciously avoid it.

Tuesday
A holiday. I went swimming alone as it was a sunny day. Unexpectedly, the pool was quite empty, but that's good because I had more personal space. Accidentally gulped some chlorine water, which triggered stomach upset later on because my stomach was not fully recovered. That's actually my mum's theory, but it makes sense. Spent the rest of the day with some shows and school work.

Wednesday
Poly 50. It was okay, I guess. Wasted a lot of time because we were told to meet 2.5 hours early. The run itself was supposed to be fun, but there was a heavy rain which cancelled it. The little amount of time running in the rain was pretty fun, though. Had a mild headache, but went to meet Jt for dinner. It's been pretty long since we met. She just moved and is also busy with CAs. Ate at Bugis before I headed home and she headed to the library to do research.

Thursday
CP2 filming. It was fine. Was trying to do some interviews but the first "interviewee" we met was an ex-journalist, who told us a lot of things we never would have known if not for him. He knows Ms Gamar. Anyway, he opened our story up to so many different angles.

We wasted a lot of time trying to find interviewees but couldn't find any. Also spent a lot of time carrying out the Mission Impossibru, in which we tried to film some rather difficult shots. Had to walk through "abnormal grass" and Matin, Joey, and my foot got plunged into muddy water. All in all, it was quite fun for me. Recovered from the previous day's headache but got another headache due to dehydration.

Friday
This is today. Today is the most normal day ever in this week, except for the fact that there's no SIP. Ms Gamar's journalism lesson. Did radio news and a mock-test. I think I kind of get the hang of it after a few practices. Journalism has its challenges, but whatever that ex-journalist told us yesterday kind of made it an option for my future career.

Went for a talk by Jack Neo after that. He talked about his journey to become a successful filmmaker. It was quite inspiring as he talked about the open-door to the industry. If we want to become a filmmaker, we can trust that we will somehow become one.

Had dinner and chatted with Hazel and Cx for awhile, and then headed home. This week hasn't ended for me. There's still the Escapade editing tomorrow and more filming on Sunday. Actually, I'm kind of glad there's no pause because I'll just end up overthinking stuff.