work is a 4 letter word

I'm not sure why but I decided to apply to Disney today. It turns out that you can apply online by uploading your resume to their site. My account is waiting approval now. I don't know how long that will take.

If you want to apply too here's the link. Can't hurt right?

I know I should be site seeing all over Malaysia with my pretend money from the future, but I never feel like doing much on the weekend. Besides I've actually felt like working lately so maybe I should take advantage. Here's a very detailed storyboard- it's really more of a layout/finished frame at this point. I'm not quite sure about this, but I'm thinking of muting the color on the photos almost to the point of black and white. So I'm playing with that too.

Tunku and other stuff

I think I get used to luxury very fast and don't even know it's luxury. Take my condo with the pool that I am always complaining about...or how I live in a very desired neighborhood and yet I think of it like New Jersey. Right now I'm at the Friendster cafe eating pasta with lobster, chicken and other things while drinking a mocha and perrier. In my defense it's 6pm and this is the first time I have eaten today.

A friend from work invited me to see a musical about the history of Malaysia called Tunku. It was really cool. I wish I would have thought to buy a cd. We went with her family and girlfriend. I am about the most dense person ever for not being able to pick that up before. So here I am wondering where all the gay people are and well they are at the theatre.

In the musical everyone wears black/white or grey. I think to make us feel like we are watching tv in the 60's. The stage had 3 screens. Parts of the performance were projected over things like newspaper Headlines and signatures. All in black and white. The racial conflict within Malaysia and the secession of Singapore was very interesting and of course the Chinese mistress too. So I guess I am learning something. Then at the end everyone comes out for a bow wearing very colorful clothing. It reminded me of the end of RENT. And there were some very cute boys in tight clothing and I thought of Jose and Seth and Brian too. I think they would have enjoyed that. I liked the play but here's a fun bad review. Because bad reviews are more fun to read.

Oh I also found out that some students have a hard time with my English. I feel so bad. No wonder they are painting rainbows and making reflections. They say I speak too fast. I bet if I spoke proper English they would understand me better. So I will desperately try that. As far as assignments I haven't been on their case in last few weeks. I felt I was giving them space. Room to fly. But seeing that they have 2 weeks left and I have to grade their assignments. I'm going to run them like 9th grade girls volleyball. Run them until that want to quit. Sucks but I have to be a dick again. I think I will repeat that speech in on Monday.

wtf

I’m at the café. Not sure why I have to keep mentioning that. If I am online at all its because I’m at the café or at the school. Class I hope is getting better. I have a new task. I have to get these kids ready for the last 2 weeks where they will be working on the companies project as a test. So this week I have to rundown storyboards, slugs and even exposure sheets (RF uses real x-sheets).

I was online with my mom. She went down to Oklahoma to visit family and they were all discussing the Scheelies path near my great aunts house. Mom says Scheelies turn into animals at night. I asked her if they were like Michael Jackson. Can they turn into cars? Anyway my great Aunt smokes a pipe, with something she buys from the medicine man, around the house each night to keep these ghosts or whatever from entering. I guess Scheelies are ghosts that turn into animals at night but look like people in the day. Because you know it’s not creepy to have people wondering about in the woods behind your house. I bet those ghosts or whatever feel like real bad asses for turning into animals. i don’t know why that would be helpful. couldn’t they just be invisible? That’s bad ass enough.

A really not cool thing just happened…I found out that I paid a $488. bill to American Express which belonged to my brother. It was a past balance from a year ago. How could that happen? and how does one have an american express balance from a year ago. It’s a charge card not a credit card. Now I have to pay my actual balance too. Mom assured me it can’t happen again. Wtf?

Drinking tap water at the cafe

Right now everything has a very hazy glow around it. Like those scenes in Camelot when Guinevere enters Lancelot’s chambers with a gust of wind blowing her hair and white hazy, dreaming glow around the frizzy silhouette. Only this isn’t funny, it hurts a lot. I’m sure I have chlorine in my eyes after rinsing 10 times. My eyes are watering even after 6 hours. It feels like someone dropped 50 gallons of Tide in the pool. I’m at the café now and I’m afraid the waiters are ignoring me because they think I may need a moment to myself. I’m not crying. Well I am but not because I’m sad just because I cant help it. I keep thinking of the movie “Wild hearts can’t be broken” (The only movie can watch with my grandmother and enjoy for the right reasons). Anyway the girl went blind because she hit the water with her eyes open. Was there Tide in the water? Here are sketches of the pool.

So I could have more friends. There’s a girl in production who loves to bowl. I think her average is like 180. I totally want to hangout with her, but it she lives with 5 of my students. I’m trying to stay away from my students. It was bad enough when I had to share a cab with two. And guess what… one of those students did not show up the next day. What the fuck? He was the one also sleeping in class and I had to give him “a talkin’ to.” I told him I will dismiss him from my class the next time.
This sucks I totally want to grade on pass/fail. If you are here and complete the assignments YOU WIN! And the company can deal with the hiring. What do you think?

I’ve noticed that everybody eats the same way. Fork in left hand and spoon in the right. I asked Maya and she told me they use the fork in their left hand because traditionally you use your right hand to pick up bread or whatever. I’m not sure what American etiquette is. I use my fork in my right hand and if I want to pick up food I put down the fork and use my right hand leaving my left hand doing nothing. Sometimes it’s in my lap or my elbow is on the table or maybe I use it to drink. Anyway when I’m at lunch I mimic their style of eating but when I’m at the café I put my fork in my right hoping to find other people who do. There was a girl on the outside of the café eating pasta. I drew her, but I couldn’t draw her face because it was behind the sign. Anyway she used the fork in her right hand but sometimes also used fork/spoon combo to eat like an Italian. I don’t if she was a westerner or wanted to eat like an Italian. If I had to guess I was say Chinese, but maybe American? I don’t know.

Soon I should write about my two taxi drivers. They somehow remind me of Tricia and myself or my two uncles.