Sigh....5 days left to do the most fantabulous script one has ever seen.. The only flaw is...I have no motivation whatsoever to even get started on it. Not even to make the format out properly. Like, this is the first time ever I am SOOOOOOOO slack. Yi Rui has finished his script for one week already. He has rewritten it even (I suppose). This is horrible. Someone motivate me to do it please!!! Horribly, my inspiration is also dwindling. I find no motivation to even blog! I am suffering from what you call writer's block. Haha. But more because of laziness. But I have such a short term memory by the end of the day I have forgotten what I wanted to blog about! Horrible right? Which leaves me to nothing! I am nothing but an empty shell (OK there are still lots of fats and stuff)! My soul - the very essence of my writing spirit - has been drained....drained away....so much so that I am nothing but muscles moving spontaneously. The blood is only flowing because of what you call gravity. But it lacks soul. So what's the use of it? Reminds me of the living corpse in the Chinese CA test. Horrigible lah. I wish lightning will strike us one day and we will all be awoken from this dream, all these illusions. Maybe life is merely what we think. Nothing we see is actually what we do. Everything's a dream, and ironically, when you die and sleep forever, you wake up from this dream and you find yourself in the realistic world. And you know how humans' imaginations totally run wild when they think. Which explains why the craziest things happen in life. Perhaps the real word is really what people call Utopia. Then it would be perfect. Shouldn't we all seek death then?What if we die tomorrow? As in, what if we wake up tomorrow? We live all our dreams behind, only to enter a world which is dead. No surprises, no alarms. You see, Utopia is perfect. But perfection leads to conventions. People continue living in that way forever. Life is boring. Life has no meaning.Is that then why people seek to find potions to keep them alive forever? Maybe those people know something we don't? Anyway, what if we die tomorrow? We live our imaginations behind, our "friends" who might not really exist. But since they are all imaginations, it won't really matter if we die, because they still remain in your mind. I seriously doubt you understood what I meant, if even you read it at all. But anyway, this is just a sudden flow of my thoughts mixed together with others' thoughts. Should go catch a wink before I really get serious about that Scriptwriting schiesse. Sighs LOUDLY. Motivation, motivation, motivation!!!!!!!!!

4/16/2005 03:25:00 pm;