Camp time, aww yeah! Woke up at 6 to prep for camp, which is three hours earlier than I'm used to. But that's okay, because it's god damn FILM CAMP.
Same day, 7:45 AM PDT
So, due to impeccable timing, we're actually really early to camp. We got here at 7:30 and check in begins in half an hour. So, mom has left and I'm sitting here at UCSD waaaay early. There's not much to do, so I guess I'll be writing on my phone for most of the day.
A bit of analysis on the other camp people. The staff look nice enough, they're certainly not old, strict film veterans. Most are in their 20s, 30s.
As for the other campgoers, so far they all look like I could count the number of years they've been alive on two hands, which is worrying. I don't want to be that one kid in the group photo that's a thousand times taller than the other kids. The site said that the camp's for ages 18 an under, but I swear, if nobody's broken the 13 year barrier except me...
Anyway, did some walking around the campus to kill some time. The place where they're holding these classes has really nice skybridges across the buildings.
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| Prettttyyyyyy. |
They also have these neat little pixel robot things and movie cameras stuck on windows using Post-it notes.
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| Don't know why a light would be right in front of a camera, but okay. |
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| They're adorable. Except the one on the left. Reminds me of the demon in that one game that moves the screen. |
Apart from that, there's really not that much in this tiny little quarter that the camp's taking up.
Should've brought my PSP so I could play more Random Emerald.
Same day, 8:08 AM PDT
Check ins have started, aww yeah. Met one other teenager, but he wasn't in the same class as I was, so yeah. At least my social skills are semi-improving, which is nice.
Also, it seems that my Doctor Who shirt is garnering a decent amount of attention, just as I expected. Seems like a great icebreaker, two people have already approached me. So has my bag, which in the shape of an NES controller. Heh.
Made friends with one teacher, which is pretty awesome. A kid also pointed out my bag. Heheheh.
Same day, 12:14 PM PDT
A bit more lecture after a 30 minute break where we captured a flag, then lunchtime. Sat with a few people that shared two critical similarities with me: They brought their own lunch and they like Doctor Who.
I'm glad that I wore this shirt, it's done wonders for my social skills.
Also, some kids are sitting behind us. Non-teenagers, mind you. Interesting bunch, these summer camp kids. I can't tell if they're smart or just weird. They were talking about drawings they drew and one criticized the other about drawing sunglasses on a sun's face.
I have to give it to them, sunglasses on a sun is pretty stupid.
Same day, 12:16 PM PDT
The kids are playing songs popular on the Internet.
Yep. They're insufferable.
Same day, 3:55 PM PDT
So there's this girl sitting all by herself during break while the rest of the group is laughing and having fun. So, me being the gentleman I am, decide to walk up to her and talk to her. Not because she's pretty, but because I'm a gentleman.
Simple start. "Do you mind if I sit here?" She sighs, and nods. I try to strike light conversation and all I'm getting are one-worded responses and nods while she mindlessly types away at her phone. I ask why she's not talking much and she says she only talk a lot when she's tired. And she's not tired.
I think she brushed me off. Thankfully, the bell saved the day and we had to go back to classes right after that.
She wasn't that pretty anyway.
Same day, 6:10 PM PDT
Quickly, before I get to the real highlight of the day, I'll tell you about my film group and my movie.
It sucks.
It consists of two hyperactive 13 year old boys, an uninterested 13 year old girl, and a 16 year old white kid that keeps interrupting class to try and one-up the teacher by saying things he knows before the teacher can say it. And the first idea out of their mouths?
"Banana guns."
Admittedly, it's a unique concept, but the ideas they threw around with it are RIDICULOUS. Genius ideas such as
"Let's put a CGI Hulk in there!" and
"Let's wear funny hats for absolutely no reason!" and of course
"BANANA. ZOMBIES."
But, with my leadership, I've straightened out the concept of Banana Guns and made it a pretty decent action comedy. And hey, they casted me as the protagonist, which is pretty cool.
The 16 year old white kid still claimed all responsibility for his ideas though. Pbbbth.
Anyway, now to the meat of the day. So due to my parents' awkward schedule, they told me that I should wait at Westfield UTC, a few ways off UCSD. They tell me to take the trolley, so I use my average skills of public transportation to figure out where to go and I get on the correct trolley.
Turns out, my average public transportation skills are actually sub-average. Might even be considered "mediocre." Or I could blame San Diego's public transport, which is confusing as hell, but I doubt that, because all these people seem to know exactly where to get on and off.
Needless to say, I got very confused. I got off the UCSD trolley and reoriented myself, figured out what trolley I needed, and went on it.
That's about the time I realized that there's a clockwise and counterclockwise route. And I got on the wrong one.
Got off again, this time decided to ask for directions at the bus stop. One guy didn't know zip about the MTS, so that makes three people clueless about public transportation in that stop. Me, that other guy, and me again, because my public transportation skills are so bad that I count as two negative people.
Second person I asked was really helpful. Told me where to go. He probably knew where to go since he was a bus driver. So I listened to him, got on the bus...
And the fare's $2.25. I have a single dollar bill. And a 20. They don't give change.
The bus driver was AWESOMELY nice though, and decided to give me the fare for a dollar. What a nice dude.
After an entire HOUR of waiting, finally made it to Westfield. My legs ache and the bottom of my spine is killing me from the amount of walking I had to do. This Nintendo shoulder bag isn't helping much either.
RFotD: Digital Media Academy initially started out in Stanford University, but slowly expanded through a few US states and even into Canada.
SGAT: Made movie things, learned film terminology. Err, reviewed film terminology would be a more appropriate term.
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