Hi dudes and dudettes.
I study Film and TV Production at Greenwich and I can tell you this
right now; I am a living encyclopaedia when it comes to media. You know how
you’re watching a film or a show and you think ‘Oh my god, who is that actor? I
recognise his face! What’s he been in?’ I could tell you the last 5 films he’s
in, who he’s married to, if he’s won an Oscar… even his height if needed. As
sad as I am, I can spend hours on imdb.com just scanning information on actors,
directors and films.
I do like this course at uni. I’ve met many people, some
annoying and some not, but I’ve thoroughly enjoyed many elements, such as TV
studio and cinematography. I’m in the process of filming my final third year
project, which absorbs all of my energy to the point I’m too tired to play The
Sims at night. Which is devastating.
I thought for my blog I could talk about my annoying cat as
well, Aberforth. He’s black and white; just like the one my avatar is holding,
however he kinda has a small Hitler moustache. I say kinda because it’s
slightly off centre, if it was centre I could make a fortune as I could make
him the new ‘grumpy cat’ but call him Kitler instead and he’d be all over the
internet in gifs and the like. But no such luck. Essentially this could become
Nell & Aberforth’s blog.
He’s an idiot. He feel out the window and didn’t land on his
feet. He pushed me down the stairs (he waited on the top step in the dark and
as I walked over him he stood up and I fell down. He planned it.), he eats his
own body weight in food a day and still complains for more… essentially this
cat is the bane of my life, but I’m stuck with him as no one else wants him.
Granted we do have good times, can’t think of any at the moment, be we do have
them.
