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Ok so last Thursday, shit did hit the fan. Everyone was on edge even before the event began, resulting in things being said that had snowballed into something unsavory.

Then the speaker was late.

Then three out of the six files that were to be screened did not have audio. So the event ended in about an hour. But the fun was yet to begin! I got flak from one of our lecturers due to the failure of the event. I tried so hard to be gracious and take it with a smile, but I really wanted to scream they have no FUCKING idea what I've been through the past month and they can take their little 'pieces of wisdom' up their ass.

Then our ever vocal cinephile tried to create more ruckus by demanding an answer to the technical difficulties (this was aimed at the cinema and not to me) but would've compromised post-event compensation negotiations. I had to calm that bushwhacker down.

It was still great though that my actor and actress came. So did my crew from Tone Control. Quite happy with their support.

And now, things still haven't settled down. Not in Uni, not in work (or lack thereof), not in my heart.

I came here as a happy, dream-filled young man. I will leave as a bitter and angry adult.

Christ. I need a drink.

T