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Urgh!

I feel so annoyed on the slow process with the horror in video production today. The other group is editing and have shot all their footage while meanwhile my group haven’t even got much footage. I so want to be in the other group as they managed to just go on and do it unlike the two groups that are so called working together that I am in. The tutor for video lesson reminded the class that today and next week is only time left to shoot before it going to the editing suite. I kept having to nudge everyone to do every single task and it took a lot of effort to get anyone to do anything .

At the end of the day I know that the horror movie won’t be the greatest thing ever.. I just want to get the task done and to have enough time to edit it. i don’t think the group should be wasting time to make sure it perfect, just anything will do for this late stage.

Anyway, I was a zombie for the other group after many wasted moments of some of the group going off to get a lab coat and setting up the camera. It took such along time for them to do anything and was too dragged out than it should of been. When it did get the point of doing the part I was in it involed falling onto the grass which I wasn’t pleased about. Someone whack me forward when this happen and now my nose fucking hurts as it is bruised and my glasses went wonky. Wonky glasses is frigging annoying and take such along time to correct them again to be just right.

I can’t wait till the weekend as its my 17th birthday and I shall be up to stuff. Its all very exciting being at the age to drive however it is scary as I am unsure if I will manage to drive a car nevertheless pass the driving licence. I could do so much more in my life if I could drive.

Demented granny

Today wasn’t that thrilling and it felt like everything was slowed down by days. I don’t want another boring day like that again. My sister was down yesterday and most of today though which made things alittle better when I went to grans.

Once the hour journey to High Wycome was finished after sitting in the back of a car with a manic dog which has a obsession on rubbing it bum in your face. I went into my grans house and she was shocked as we didn’t tell her that we where visiting as who does like speaking to their gran on the phone when they are in their 80s.

Once she had settle down about the fact that we were there, she preceeded to pull her thousers down. I was thinking ‘WTF WTF My gran is stripping! Eww.’ and it was because she wanted my mom to look at her knees as they looked nasty.

As my mom is a nurse, my gran asked her about the pill she is taking and I listened to what each pill did what. At my gran age, I would only take stuff which stops you from pain and I couldn’t give a piss about high blood pressure if I lived that long. I don’t think I will reach that age myself.. If I listen to them depressing programs which I would so axe if I was channel controller.

In the process on getting a extra chair for the table, I somehow managed to break it. I was hoping it was broken in the first place and it was loose or something. Nobody noticed I don’t think when I quickly put it back together.

After that, I pretty much did some more of that radio essay as I was bored stiff and then went back to face another hour jounary to have more dog bum rubbed in my face. The way back from my grans always seem longer than getting there.

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