Saturday's SIFF was more fun than yesterday cos Mui Koon was there and Paul and Jasper. They are nice to talk to cos we're all about the same age and everything.
Yesterday was better when Shaffiya was there but after she left at 9, it was sooooo boring!! Although the sinema people were all there, but i feel slightly odd around them. They are nice and friendly no doubt but, they're like so clicky and close so I don't really know how to join them. And most of the time I was stoning away cos I was so super tired yesterday and slightly PMS-ing. I bet they must have thought I am anti social. It's not that I don't wanna talk, I mean, if you talk to me I'll be glad to talk to you, but if you don't I won't start a conversation either. This troubled me quite a bit, especially when the whole group of them are just a table away and I'm the only one stuck at the SIFF counter. As much as I'm interested in their conversation, which is usually very funny and interesting, I just don't know how to include myself. I think I need a "conversation skills" lesson.

But that aside, volunteering at SIFF was great cos I got to check and tear tickets, which actually makes me high, and watch movies which I can't understand and meet alot alot of people from all over! The people who come for the shows are very interesting, they are so diverse yet so interesting in the same film or not interested in some cases.
And as much as I was shocked by some of their reactions during Dance of a Modern Marriage which screened before Road to Mecca, I came to understand that acceptance for such content really varies from person to person. I wonder how the whole audience, except for those 3 who left the screening during Dance, felt about this short film. And wow, I kinda know Ellery Ngiam who directed it.

For the whole weekend, I was so paranoid about work. I am not sure if it's her habit not to work on weekends but that got me very uneasy cos I have no idea how to react. Should I call her on weekends? And she doesn't even reply a single mail! I hope nothing screwy happens tmr when I'm at SIFF.

And I drank local beer last night.

I dreamt that I went for a double eyelid surgery. When I looked into the mirror this morning, I was shocked why I didn't have stitches on my left eye (>_<)