there was an exam today on a subject that made exams totally pointless: television production. what the fucking good would an exam on television production do? it's like asking young dolphins to do an exam on 'jumping through hoops without looking stupid'. even the questions were stupid. some were so stupid that even the word stupid would read it, stare at it dumbly for 10 seconds, fart and decide it wasn't worth answering at all. one of the questions was : what is another term for a director? justify it.

and here is a list of answers that some of the people in my class came up with:

Clint Eastwood
God
Sex Machine
Michael Sergei (our lecturer's name)
The Spirit of Film
A Person who Directs (like...duh)
A Failed Actor
A Slave Driver (courtesy of yours truly)

and you know what? this exam is twenty fuckin five percent of our marks.

LALILULAILO!

on a happier sidenote, i'm watching star wars tonight! yay!!

It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It's just the nearness of you

Norah Jones - The Nearness of You

On an even HAPPIER sidenote, I WON AN IPOD!! WHOOHOO!! now ain't I a lucky cunt ;)