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Jul. 23rd, 2007

iyisinsan bendan

There are certain songs that when you hear them, you react in different ways.

No, that's too Dane Cook-ish, start again.

Certain kinds of music... not necessarily of one particular genre, but there is something so familiar between songs I can't even describe it... it makes one see the rhythm in everything. The world is so defined by mathematics and the progression of patterns that when you hear a certain beat, drums in music nobody else can recognize, you can see the rhythm in everything for what it is.

Whether it be the movement of someone's eyes, the lines in the road passing by the car window, even someone walking, everyone has their rhythms. We can't help it.

I'm exhausted and I'm babbling, but hell, I told one of my friends at the NYFA about it and he understood. I mean, it isn't that abstract of a concept to grasp, is it?

I need to stretch tomorrow. I should've been stretching for the past couple of days, but I ached too much. This was probably a mistake.

work it harder, make it better, do it faster, makes us stronger...

Jul. 21st, 2007

epanerde

On the way home from work today, I saw a man standing on a bridge looking down at the traffic on the highway. He was holding his bicycle and watching the cars go by and, as we passed under the bridge, I caught a glimpse of the look on his face.

Even now, replaying the images in my head, I can't quite fathom what might have been going on inside his head. I'm not entirely sure if I want to understand.

I wonder where he is now.


Waiting for tomorrow, just to see your smile again...

Jul. 17th, 2007

hen mıyiye ıp sen

I'm back from the NYFA.

It was probably the best thing that's ever happened to me.


worn out places, worn out faces...

Mar. 1st, 2007

mıgila bendan cıye

Our one-minute chess film, Love in Three Moves, got a genuine round of applause after we screened it today in Film class. It's about a girl and her boyfriend playing a game of chess, and the girl, not wanting to make her boyfriend angry, skews the game in his favor and loses on purpose. Mr. A. didn't like the story much, I don't think, but he commended me on my cinematography. We got this one really nice shot with the sky, and the opening credits, and... ooh, I wish I was allowed to post it on YouTube. But I'm not, because it's IB material, and not privy to public viewing. If you want to see it, you have to come to our Moondance (rofl) film festival, whenever that's gonna be. We used Tarkan's 'Start the Fire' for our soundtrack, and it worked out incredibly well. (thanks, Sonali! ^^)

I'm slightly agonized that I can only describe the awesomeness of our chess film, rather than let you see it for yourself, but who knows? If I get a copy of the DVD, I'll surely be able to show it at least to the people I know nearby.

That was the highlight of my day, pretty much. Everything else was just the usual school routine. The laughter we got when we credited Danny as 'Donny Jack' was incredible. He didn't really do anything for the production, though, he just stood there and held up paper when I needed to white balance the camera. Oh well, credit where credit is due. My group was awesome, we really worked rather well together. I only hope our first feature production will be as successful... although I don't know how the title will go over with Mr. A. I mean, what's he gonna think of Guest Bathroom Fever?

it's better than barnyard fever, which was Shannanigans' original suggestion.

Feb. 26th, 2007

rivzdan gadan gös rabbağila

call it aftermath, she's turning blue
such a perfect colour for you


Hot damn I love this song.

I'm writing this between paragraphs, so don't mind if it's a bit jumbled, or if my thoughts change at random -- who knows what mood I'll be in by the end of the next sentence?

ein, zwei, polizei

Today was a delicate dance of nervousness, exhilaration, happiness, and sorrow, though not as much sorrow anymore, since I've gotten used to leaving before everyone else. I suppose it's better than watching them leave without me. I do wonder if they miss me at all, though. I know he does, he mentions it every now and then, and I know he sits in my seat, so there's some memory of me there.

33 days and counting. It feels like forever.

lambaya püf de
hoh deme püf de
pardeyi ört kız
e açma de ört kız!


Hot damn I love this song.

Kurban is my favourite band of all time now, forget Apocalyptica. Well, don't forget 'em, just kick 'em back a place in the queue.

Feb. 25th, 2007

01

I don't really have anything to write Journal-wise, so I'll just promote the videos I've recently posted to YouTube shamelessly.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=yBufPgf78xI

http://youtube.com/watch?v=-9jkhcxZ5Vk

http://youtube.com/watch?v=a2k9p_xzBPg

In order from best to worst. I like to think it shows how my skills with the editing software progresses because, really, that's all I'm making them for.

that and kurban and kingdom hearts just kicks ass.

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