Ammelia Hamzah

I guess the highlight of my 5th semester was learning Broadcasting where I had the privilege to learn how to work on a video camera, I learnt who the people are behind every production team and what their job prospects are, I learnt how to write a Public Service Announcement script besides critiquing a movie, and I even did news casting. One of my assignments was to produce either a short film, a music video, or a documentary. Since my class was divided into three groups, we had to  cabut undi and my group unfortunately (or fortunately?) got documentary, towards which we wanted to avoid so much because #1. it's boring, #2. it's based on facts, and #3. it's boring. But we comforted ourselves by saying that we don't have to worry about making sure the music is in sync with the video (like how the music video team has to), and how we don't have to think so hard on a story line (like how the short film team has to). Luck was most probably on our side hehe. The w

I had just recently sat for my last paper about a week + ago and since it was my final paper of my entire diploma, it was pretty emotional. Although there were times when I dreaded going back to Lendu, nevertheless, it was also a place that used to be my second home. I mean, to be surrounded with such loving people that give you nothing but sweet memories, how can you not treasure it? Moving on. I had initially wrote this blog post yesterday and as I was putting together the photos I took back in May, something went wrong and I accidentally deleted THE WHOLE BLOG POST. Yes, the words, the pictures, all gone. The pictures, I don't worry so much because I can just re-upload it but the 350 words or so that I wrote were all deleted and before I could undo everything, my stupid blogger automatically saved the post which left me with an empty draft. What a soreeeeeee and it's now giving me a headache to scramble my thoughts on what I had written previously. And for someone who