Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Shaken


 
I was jolted by the news that Negros, the island where I am in, was hit by a 6.2 magnitude earthquake earlier today. It dismayed me not because I was thoughtful of those contrived areas in the remote shires of the island (so much for philanthropy!) but because if ever that upheaval hit our place, my non-existence will not cause so much of an uproar because let’s face it, I have never done anything noteworthy which can be considered as a legacy. I mean, I’m barely 20, I deserve to live.

It was just a few days ago when I had a really upright rational talk with a few friends about the future. To give you a background, we define “future” as nine months from now, which is after graduation. I had a chat with a MassComm alumni and he told me that the competition is really formidable and brutal in the real world setting. He even added that there will be times when “who you know” will be far important than “what you know” so one must really capitalize on that. What I personally noticed in the field that I am about to enter is that your professors/mentors become your colleagues. Isn’t it such a wonderful thing? You become one of the people whom you once venerated.

I wish I will also turn out to be one of the renowned media practitioners when my time comes. You heard me right; I really intend to work in the field of media so that whatever I learned during the last couple of years will not go to waste. However, I think that I would best fit in the corporate side of media conglomerates if not on the creative side but one thing’s for sure, I will never be in production. That’s just not my thing.

I have outlined plans but it’s not like I know what’s gonna happen in the future. No one does. I am not sure of where I will be a few months from now but I am positive and quite certain that wherever the wind of destiny will take me, I’ll be just fine. Not to brag but I think I have learned a lot not only from school but from the people I have crossed my roads with in my closely two-decade sojourn in this world. My teachers who are so good at being slave-drivers taught me a lot of things, among others; they taught me how to fight.

I am also driven by my Media Management class to keep on dreaming and keep on dreaming big. I am inspired by my idols to keep looking at them and allow myself to imagine being on their shoes one day and I am stirred by my mentors to chase whatever my heart tells me to and go for the jugular.

That’s why the news about the earthquake really stunned me. It made me realize that no; I am not ready yet. There are still a hundred other countries I haven’t traversed, thousands of cuisines I haven’t savored, millions of amazing people I haven’t met and most of all, I still have a myriad of abilities that are yet to be harnessed, if not discovered. Haha!

So, to the earthquakes, tsunamis, typhoons, flash floods, tidal waves and all the other catastrophes out there, don’t you ever strike! I am still here trying to make a mark. 


Monday, July 4, 2011

Dali Na


Witness our insanity and see what we did during our Hiligaynon Communication class earlier. We were tasked to make a jingle which was supposed to be about nutrition (using Hiligaynon of course). Despite the comical circumstance, we emerged as winners. Watch and LOLIRL. 


"Dali Na"


Dali Na, dali na mga toto kag inday
pati na kamo mga tiyoy kag tiyay
kari na, kari na, kita magkaon na
sang mga pagkaon nga masustansya

Ako si karot, gapasanag sang mata
Ako naman si balunggay, ga hatag resistensya
Kami naman si Gatas gapabakod sang tul-an
Ako si petchay! bunuta niyo na ko sa inyo talamnan

Babay na, babay na, mga chichirya
Halit na sa lawas, buslot pa imo bulsa
Idugang sa pinggan karne, manok isda
Para ang kabuhi manami kag masadya

Gani man, gani man kita tanan tanan
Magkaon mabatyagan ang kauswagan

Sunday, July 3, 2011

"Sorpresa"


Doing the shot list was hilarious but we never knew that shooting the actual film would be hysterical, and riotous- causing an uproar between and among the production staff and the actors. Here are some of the shots we took for our Film Editing class:

(The captions tell everything)



She rolled out of her deep slumber because of the jolting volume of the alarm, 
reminding her that it is their (her and her boyfriend’s) monthsary

She decided to set off and make plans for the big day

As she was scouring for a surprise present for him in a gift shop, she met a guy 
whom she instantaneously had a crush with, the same guy who recommended
 that she should buy a picture frame for her boyfriend as a gift to remind him 
of their love everyday


Because of some twisted fate, she ended up having the worst ride 

of her life at the back of a tricycle— head over heels; 
she did everything just to give her man a surprise

She knocked on his door but there was no answer. 
Luckily, she had a key so she let herself in. 

She was dumbfounded by the scenery. 

She caught her man exuberantly having sex. 

What’s despicable was that fact that he was having sex with a guy. 
It wasn’t just any other guy but it was the guy she saw earlier at 
the gift shop whom she felt like she had an instant connection with. 

The look of chagrin embedded on their faces. 

Her present, the picture frame that the guy suggested her to buy
was smashed in pieces onto the floor. WHAT A SURPRISE!



FYI, this is a true story.

We had so much fun taping the love scenes because it was awkward and surreal but for the sake of the craft, there were no holds barred. Our talents were more than willing to take everything (yes, everything!) off.  

I am both agitated and excited to see the final output after the editing and just to put an add on, we have a post-credit shot which is shocking and downright scandalous.

I shall post the final film after editing it. Can’t wait!!!