Scriptwriting. Again.

But this time, I'm more awake.

I finally got my scriptwriting idea for my individual assignment. Woohoo! Now... To write it. Heh. It's due on Friday (thank god for extensions) so I just have to build that in somewhere.

I forgot my phone.
BUGGER.

I'm supposed to meet Carpet later on to sign up for our Salsa classes. Maybe. Heh.

Today's Scriptwriting class entailed the following:

INT. HOTEL ROOM
MORNING 10:42
Walter shifts in his sleep, half opening his eyes with a contented smile on his face. Yawning, he recollects last night’s tryst.
He turns to face Christie. Head facing downwards beneath a pillow, Christie remains motionless. Lifting the pillow, Walter moves in closer and whispers into her ear.
WALTER
I leave now k? Got day job one. Round two? Or we continue later?
After no response, Walter reaches out to touch her hand. He withdraws it in shock.
WALTER
Oh shitting ah! Why you are no moving? Way-kah way-kah! Why you no way-kah?!
He jumps out of bed and calls his Mama-san
WALTER
Marmee ah! I- I- She- He- We- She dieded!
MAMA-SAN
You naughty! I told you not to be so violent ah! Take her mah-nee and come back now!
Walter hurriedly takes all the money. Scrambling towards the door, he pulls on his clothes.
As he reaches for the door, it bangs open.
CORRUPT DETECTIVE
Police! FREEZE! Put your hands in the air and get on your knees! You’re under arrest for the murder of Christie Bucket.

Oh good god. We're actually acting it out. *giggle*

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.....................
I wish I took a photo.
(Damn slow internet)

Bored now.
-.-