Dear Denise

The films everyone’s making this year seem to all be inspired by their personal stories. Mine too. Ying and summer is pretty much a summary about my experience here in Melbourne and of the strangers I’ve met. But most importantly, it’s about friendship. I made a film 3 years ago about friendship to get into Vca. Wrote another one while here and once again this year. I guess it’s because other than familial relationships, I’ve never maintained another relationship for quite as long as Ive had with Denise. It’s 10 years and counting. I’ve screwed my love relationships over and other whatever weird ships, friendship was a constant.

I’m really grateful for the things Denise had done for me – bringing medicine to my bed when I’m sick. Always being there when I’m stressed with school… And I’ll never forget how hard I laughed during our Sydney trip. It made me never want to grow up. Who wants to grow up when u can laugh till your tummy hurts and have the most unglamours photos taken while at it. We wanna be 17 forever! And I don’t think I’ll ever stop getting pissed off whenever Denise gets drunk. The anger roots from fear I guess. The fear of losing the crazy girl who dashes onto the road, hugging strangers and doing all sorts of mad shit. I can never have someone leave me. I can never watch someone walk out those metal gates of our little Bishan apartment while I beg on my knees and cry. Not again. I can never have that. And I won’t have it.

If I’m given a choice, I’ll die before everyone else so that I don’t have to deal with the grieve. Selfish bitch! The world don’t revolve around you gladys! Haha

So this film is made for Denise who, too, romantises about city life and who shares my sentiments on loneliness.