written for my video production class journal

(posted: May 29, 2006 at 12:10 pm)

Sunday, Bloody, Sunday

People probably wonder how on Mick Jagger's lips do I come up with sicko blog titles. Well, my father is a surgeon. Go figure.

I had my first video shoot yesterday, Sunday, in my father's (abandoned) wine bar by the (abandoned) formal dining area. Like what I confessed in my production journal, the video camera had an eating disorder. The damn thing made a ramen out of my video 8 tape's ribbon. I nearly succumbed to the idea of putting my head in the oven.

I was able to wrap up the shoot anyway (hallow....2 minutes), pretty happy and satisfied with the end product. However, I had to use a blasted playpack so I could show my project in class.

Monday, 3:56 pm M505...

The godforsaken playpack refused to cooperate. I rushed to the LRC to have a gentleman fix the little evil thing. Futile. The polo baronged man from the MMA Green Room gave me a "you are doomed" look and told me that the playpack had eaten up my VHSC.

By 5:16 pm, I was very much ready to strangle the first muttonhead to say something retarded to me ie. "Hala....Sir Jag? Good luck..."

I feel like belting out Basil Valdez's Lead me Lord.

Somebody kill me.

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(posted May 26, 2006 at 1:32 am)

Death by Video

The delights of Multimedia Arts...

And you're a bleeding fool for thinking I am not being sarcastic.

I was supposed to be taking up Consular and Diplomatic Affairs and reading Russian Ambassador Yury Duninin's Time of Changes like Mark Chapman's obsession over The Catcher in the Rye. But with the fact that I am one of those wacks who dream in color (at times with actual Extreme Close-up, High-angle shots. Scary) and I have always thought that Woody Allen is sexy, I resolved that I am destined to be a visual artist. So here I am, afflicted with hysteria because I have Sir Jag as my VIDEOPR professor (so help me, God).

Whip out your barf bags because I am about to douse you with cheese: I chose MMA over CDA after discovering that the former includes video production (photography and digital illustration, among others) in its curriculum. I would be a bleeding idiot if I decided to exchange a boring lesson on diplomatic affairs over fun things like shooting stereotypes in emo modes (pun intended).

I love MMA, despite of its many evils. But the evils of life are also necessities.

And no, that is not sarcasm