The taxi uncle took me for a ride in the morning going all the way into west camp, when I said "Ah... Uncle, wait, it's the east camp, I think it's the other way" upon arriving at the entrance. He shouted back at me for no reason and by the time we could make a turn back to the gates it was already 2-3 bucks more. He didn't even apologize and had me pay the full price.
The model was 2 hours late, strode into the room with a dark face with no remorse and tried justifying it by saying "it wasn't my fault, my bus didn't come, i waited for an hour, i woke up at 6 you know".
We called him at 9.10, he was waiting for a bus at Serangoon MRT. Hello? 9am was your call time? You were supposed to be here at 9, not waiting for a bus at 9.
And because we unpacked our stuff in a different hanger from the one we were shooting in, we couldn't shoot until 12 because it was pouring so bad and simply impossible to move the clothes at all. And later on he was actually falling asleep on the set.
Ah well, a million other things just weren't going perfect either. And per the usual of late, I'm so tired I don't even get pissed or agitated anymore. It's so good for my health. *laughs bitterly*
But okay I admit, despite all that, I have good pictures.
Took a cab from Millenia Walk to Novena after a shoot today because the amount of equipment I had with me were just impossible for me to consider the public transport.
$18. Peak hour in town is so so scary.
Mon, Tue, Wed, Thur, Fri. I thought I was ready to do back to back shooting. But it's burning me out too fast. I can't wait for tomorrow's to be over.
Dealing with legal stuff is killing me. I don't even want to care, but some infringements are just going a bit too far. I can just feel a week-long migraine creeping up again.
I need a full-time intern or assistant. If you know anyone who may be interested, drop me an email firstname.lastname@example.org