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April 21, 2005

The Haves and the Have-Nots

Only nine people showed up late to my Black Film class today. The other handful of people just plain decided not to show up. Good for them.

I've started stressing out about graduating within the next year. From the start, my plan has always been to produce a documentary as part of my senior honors thesis. But for starters, documentaries require lots of both A)Time and B)Money. And I have very small amounts of either of these things. So what the heck am I supposed to do?

I'll need a camera (preferably one that'll shoot in 24p), a new computer, a huge hard drive, editing software, and a major expense account for traveling and hiring people to do miscellaneous stuff for me. So unless God plans to somehow drop $15,000 from the sky, it doesn't look like any of this is going to happen.

I wouldn't be so worried about this if I wasn't trying so hard to get into grad school. God, I thought planning for undergrad was bad... I was reading the tuition fees for Boston University, and it'd cost me up to $50,000 a year to go there. It's ridiculous--that price barely covers all the other miscellaneous expenses, including buying my own film stock and paying to get it processed. How the hell do people pay to go to film school? And what the heck am I going to do with my bachelor's degree if I don't go to film school? Become the night manager at the neighborhood KFC?

The good thing about BU is that they give away a buttload of scholarships every year, particularly to those who make efforts to contribute work to social/racial/poverty issues. All this brings us back to the documentary... If only I could get this thing off the ground, I'd at least have something to show these people that I'm serious about what I'm doing.

God, I need money. I feel like such a charity case, but it's true.

posted at 7:38 p.m.

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