No, I'm not doing an MA. Seriously back off VUW, and accept I've become a powerful enemy.
That's what happened as a result of not feeling welcome as a student.
I'd rather be a thorn in your side than work with you, and that's the simple truth. Even if I was keen to make the Tina movie (which I'm not), I'd deliberately do it without you because your notes sucked. That's what it means to be an indie artist.
I'm not travelling. I live here too, and my enemies simply have to make their own peace with that and my total lack of desire to make nice. The reason: I fucking hated debating Weeded Out: the fiction movie with the lot of you. I hated every note, I hated every quibble, and I hated that none of you had the balls to say any of it to my face. I'm probably more of a Wellingtonian than the lot of you wankers, and that's partly because of my attitude. I didn't run off to the States when being gay in NZ got too hard for me - instead, I became an unwitting icon for the trans movement. 😀