Yet again, we destroyed who they are. The only problem here is that if they won't continue, no one's gonna help them build theirselves again.
Professionalism, one thing I learned from AA. Somehow, you're a member of it for something great.
Discipline, Wew! Hope you don't mind if we show you what the real world looks like.
"Ipapakita namin sayo ang buhay,
Nasa iyo na yan kung ipaglalaban mo ang karapatan mo o hindi,
kung tatanggapin mo o hindi"
Ego! Let's see if you still have this after the audition.
"Poot at galit ang matitira
kung hindi mo tuluyan itong makikilala,
ngunit wala kaming pake
dahil pinili mong maging ganiyan ang iyong ugali"
It was a very tiring evening after the audition. A whole day of warm-ups, activities, workshops and acting. It's hard to act that you despise them especially when you see their willingness to follow. Sometimes, you'll just have to turn your back to them then laugh or even cry.
Hierarchy. It's the thing where most people don't understand. A simple word to impose order yet a very complicated one for those who are undisciplined. Why must you do non-sense actions? This will shake your very foundation of beliefs but then, if you can find reason out of it, then you deserve to be a member of AA.
"Somewhere in your heart,
there's a reason flowing out" That's why behind the fears, we still continue.
130 plus applicants, down to 80 after lunch break then down again to 60 after the audition. Yet only 20-30 applicants will be crowned to NEW MEMBERS. This is how far it gets.
Martes, Hunyo 26, 2012
Martes, Hunyo 19, 2012
"I'M__________ (don't search me pls, then why put my name on it? Think! You too are like this"
"I'm motivated with a clear path to follow,
puzzled with big ideas that are hollow,
Everything must have its own foundation
but all must only have one direction
I'm a stage manager of my life,
I follow the one Who's in charge,
I'm a writer only when I write, (Reality of Life, think)
I'm an actor for the rest of my life
Don't take me wrongly,
I do things when needed,
Follow when commanded,
A real person that acts real
I may be a piece of junk, a worthless fool,
Having an empty brain,
but that's only in the beginning,
Coz' I'm bounded to learn
We must all start empty-handed,
Pretending not to know anything,
That's the only way we can learn everything,
Read again, coz' you didn't get a single thing.
Imagine a world with full of philosophers,
Imagine a world with full of fighters,
Then, imagine a world with only one elite
Then the rests are fools willing to follow with delight,
To who's society do you think will improve the most?
Be smart only when needed to,
Be assertive only when asked to, (common sense here please)
Be responsible on what you do.
Your time would come,
Or maybe it won't, But then who's to say,
If you do your own thing now, would it matter anyway?
or would it destroy the given way of the one who directed the way?
I won't be deep nor be too shallow for you to follow,
I won't follow the rules of a poem, simply because it sucks,
Who could say that "e. e cummings" (great semi-abstract writer)
Was the only who has the right to deviate from standards?
He started it so everyone could be a writer of their own.
But then, what can one achieve if he start from the beginning?
He would be defeated by the one that continues where others left,
But who's to say that its a foundation that is not rotten?
Only you can decide.
Does it matter if anyone would last until he/she read the last letter of this poem? Does it?
If your writings does matter then why not tag people ____________________
to voice out your opinion.
It's only really a matter of your actions."
puzzled with big ideas that are hollow,
Everything must have its own foundation
but all must only have one direction
I'm a stage manager of my life,
I follow the one Who's in charge,
I'm a writer only when I write, (Reality of Life, think)
I'm an actor for the rest of my life
Don't take me wrongly,
I do things when needed,
Follow when commanded,
A real person that acts real
I may be a piece of junk, a worthless fool,
Having an empty brain,
but that's only in the beginning,
Coz' I'm bounded to learn
We must all start empty-handed,
Pretending not to know anything,
That's the only way we can learn everything,
Read again, coz' you didn't get a single thing.
Imagine a world with full of philosophers,
Imagine a world with full of fighters,
Then, imagine a world with only one elite
Then the rests are fools willing to follow with delight,
To who's society do you think will improve the most?
Be smart only when needed to,
Be assertive only when asked to, (common sense here please)
Be responsible on what you do.
Your time would come,
Or maybe it won't, But then who's to say,
If you do your own thing now, would it matter anyway?
or would it destroy the given way of the one who directed the way?
I won't be deep nor be too shallow for you to follow,
I won't follow the rules of a poem, simply because it sucks,
Who could say that "e. e cummings" (great semi-abstract writer)
Was the only who has the right to deviate from standards?
He started it so everyone could be a writer of their own.
But then, what can one achieve if he start from the beginning?
He would be defeated by the one that continues where others left,
But who's to say that its a foundation that is not rotten?
Only you can decide.
Does it matter if anyone would last until he/she read the last letter of this poem? Does it?
If your writings does matter then why not tag people ____________________
to voice out your opinion.
It's only really a matter of your actions."
Martes, Hunyo 12, 2012
"Concept of LOVE"
"CONCEPT OF LOVE"
Nakaupo ang KIKAY sa isang tabi na may hawak na libro tunkol sa love. Naglalagari ang PUNK sa itaas na bahagi ng entablado. naglalaba ang INAY sa kaliwang bahagi ng entablado. nakahiga lamang ang emo.
KIKAY:(sa isang kikay na tinig) What is love? ang love eh yung kapag sinabihan ka ng crush mo ng i love you, tapos kikiligin ka, hihi, tapos makakaramdam ka ng...
PUNK:(sa isang malalim na tinig) Mali ka! love is Pain!!! kapag nasaktan ka, Love na yun! kapag gustong gusto mong durugin lahat ng lalaking umaaligid aligid sa tabi niya, kapag...
INAY: (Isang magaan na tinig) Mali kayong lahat, ang pagmamahal ay isang uri ng pagmamalasakit. Ayaw mong nasasaktan ang mahal mo, gagawin mo lahat para lang wag siyang masaktan.
Babangon ang Emo sa kinahihigaan. mapapatigil ang lahat at mapapatingin sa EMO
EMO:(Isang nakakatakot na tinig) Love, love.. There's no such thing as love.
Muling gagawin ng lahat ang kanilang stage business
ALL: Love, love love... (Patuloy ang pagbigkas ng love sa iba't ibang tono)
Dadating ang isang cute na demonyong bata na nakasuot ng puti na sumasayaw at pagtatawanan lamang ang mga klase ng tao.
titingin ang lahat sa audience
ALL: Love (isang tono) what is LOVE?
TELON
-Jerome Paul B. Ladan
Nakaupo ang KIKAY sa isang tabi na may hawak na libro tunkol sa love. Naglalagari ang PUNK sa itaas na bahagi ng entablado. naglalaba ang INAY sa kaliwang bahagi ng entablado. nakahiga lamang ang emo.
KIKAY:(sa isang kikay na tinig) What is love? ang love eh yung kapag sinabihan ka ng crush mo ng i love you, tapos kikiligin ka, hihi, tapos makakaramdam ka ng...
PUNK:(sa isang malalim na tinig) Mali ka! love is Pain!!! kapag nasaktan ka, Love na yun! kapag gustong gusto mong durugin lahat ng lalaking umaaligid aligid sa tabi niya, kapag...
INAY: (Isang magaan na tinig) Mali kayong lahat, ang pagmamahal ay isang uri ng pagmamalasakit. Ayaw mong nasasaktan ang mahal mo, gagawin mo lahat para lang wag siyang masaktan.
Babangon ang Emo sa kinahihigaan. mapapatigil ang lahat at mapapatingin sa EMO
EMO:(Isang nakakatakot na tinig) Love, love.. There's no such thing as love.
Muling gagawin ng lahat ang kanilang stage business
ALL: Love, love love... (Patuloy ang pagbigkas ng love sa iba't ibang tono)
Dadating ang isang cute na demonyong bata na nakasuot ng puti na sumasayaw at pagtatawanan lamang ang mga klase ng tao.
titingin ang lahat sa audience
ALL: Love (isang tono) what is LOVE?
TELON
-Jerome Paul B. Ladan
Linggo, Hunyo 10, 2012
Boxing. Entertainment or SPORTS? Who knows...
I will go straight to the point. I'm a Filipino and it's only normal for me to cast my vote to our nation's pride Manny Pacquiao. I don't see any reason why the judges didn't gave the title to Pacquiao.
I'm a student of Journalism in UST. One of the reason that I chose this course is because I WANT TO KNOW THE TRUTH. I always believed that there is something happening beyond our( as normal citizen) eyes, beyond our understanding. Things not being said in public even if we are in a democratic country. I want to unravel all those truth.
And I can say that this is one of the things that I want to know. Did Pacquiao really lost the game?
EVERYTHING IS ABOUT SPECULATIONS. No one really knew who won. That's a fact.
But can there any be real winner in boxing when boxing is a mere ENTERTAINMENT (as Mayweather said in an interview in 24/7) like Wrestling, WWE and RAW.
"SCRIPTED AS IT IS" Well we may never know, that's why i want to be a journalist!
Points to consider:
A. Pacquiao lost every fights on his 16th fight. CURSE? OR SCRIPTED?
B. The big ticket for a rematch. PROPHESY? or SCRIPTED?
C. Judges vs the world with Boxing Analysts. FOOLS?
Pain or gain, that's life. Oh well, I'm gonna know it soon.
I'm a student of Journalism in UST. One of the reason that I chose this course is because I WANT TO KNOW THE TRUTH. I always believed that there is something happening beyond our( as normal citizen) eyes, beyond our understanding. Things not being said in public even if we are in a democratic country. I want to unravel all those truth.
And I can say that this is one of the things that I want to know. Did Pacquiao really lost the game?
EVERYTHING IS ABOUT SPECULATIONS. No one really knew who won. That's a fact.
But can there any be real winner in boxing when boxing is a mere ENTERTAINMENT (as Mayweather said in an interview in 24/7) like Wrestling, WWE and RAW.
"SCRIPTED AS IT IS" Well we may never know, that's why i want to be a journalist!
Points to consider:
A. Pacquiao lost every fights on his 16th fight. CURSE? OR SCRIPTED?
B. The big ticket for a rematch. PROPHESY? or SCRIPTED?
C. Judges vs the world with Boxing Analysts. FOOLS?
Pain or gain, that's life. Oh well, I'm gonna know it soon.
Huwebes, Hunyo 7, 2012
Kaya pala ako nag ICE CREAM!
kaya pala napaka weird ng araw na ito. First of all, mejo wala ako sa mood, sabihin na nating parang may nalilimutan ako. pumasok ako ng class ko ng 8-2pm at ang mga professor ay patuloy parin ang pag dismiss samin ng mas maaga, well it's a good thing. so nag umistambay muna ako sa AA booth namin, pero in the end naisipan ko parin umuwi ng maaga.
So umuwi ako. Madalas akong bumili ng ice cream sa Mcdo, yung choco mcdip nila, kapag wala akong barya pang tricycle pauwi o kaya naman eh may sobra akong barya. Pero ngayung araw, sakto lang ang barya ko pang tricycle, bumili parin ako. Tapos, naisipan ko pang kumain ng siomai with rice bago umuwi. Hindi ko alam kung bakit bigla bigla nalang akong kumain ng ganoon. hanggang maalala ko nalang na birthday pala ng dati kong napakabuting kaibigan na hindi ako inaadd sa facebook. Well, siguro kaya nga ako napa bili ng ICE CREAM.
SUB-CONCIOUSNESS, Ito siguro ang parte ng ating utak na kahit kelan ay di natin mapag kakaila.
So umuwi ako. Madalas akong bumili ng ice cream sa Mcdo, yung choco mcdip nila, kapag wala akong barya pang tricycle pauwi o kaya naman eh may sobra akong barya. Pero ngayung araw, sakto lang ang barya ko pang tricycle, bumili parin ako. Tapos, naisipan ko pang kumain ng siomai with rice bago umuwi. Hindi ko alam kung bakit bigla bigla nalang akong kumain ng ganoon. hanggang maalala ko nalang na birthday pala ng dati kong napakabuting kaibigan na hindi ako inaadd sa facebook. Well, siguro kaya nga ako napa bili ng ICE CREAM.
SUB-CONCIOUSNESS, Ito siguro ang parte ng ating utak na kahit kelan ay di natin mapag kakaila.
Martes, Hunyo 5, 2012
Oww PAREN..TSss..
Kakatapos lamang ng aming First Day funk. :D masaya, nakakatuwa at bagong experience. Nabalitaan ko rin na sa Albertus Magnus na ang aming play! :D super fun. Okay na sana ang lahat... siguro ang mali ko nalang eh, umuwi ako. Pero considered mistake pa ba yun? eh normal na umuwi ang isang bata. hahaha.
"Hindi na nga gumagawa ng masama, papagalitan ka pa" Siguro ganoon talaga no? Hindi mo maiintindihan ang mga magulang mo at di karin nila maintindihan. HINDI RIN! Intinding intindi ko sila. MAKASARILI LANG Halos lahat ng magulang at ginagawang palusot ang LOVE and CARE para ikulong ka nila sakanilang mga palad.
"MAKASARILI" gusto nilang makita nila ang kanilang mga anak na protektado para mapanatag ang kanilang loob. hays.. PAREN..TSsss nga naman.
"hinding hindi ko kayang maintindihan ang pagiging makasarili nila, dinadamay pa ang PAG-AALALA at PAG-MAMAHAL para lamang itago ang pagiging MAKASARILI"
"Palakihin mo ng tama ang isang bata at sa tiyak na panahon ay magtutuloy tuloy na ito kahit wala na ang iyong gabay" Siguro ito ang pinaniniwalaan ko. Parang ang analohiya ng puno, kapag tumubo ng diretso ang isang halaman, patuloy na ito sa pagtubo ng diretso, pero kapag bumaliko ito habang halaman palamang, mahirap na ito diretsuhin pag naging puno na ito ng nakabaliko parin. MALABO dahil malabo talaga!
Paalala: Ang blog na ito ay ginawa ko para sa akin. Tsss. makatulog nanga.
"Hindi na nga gumagawa ng masama, papagalitan ka pa" Siguro ganoon talaga no? Hindi mo maiintindihan ang mga magulang mo at di karin nila maintindihan. HINDI RIN! Intinding intindi ko sila. MAKASARILI LANG Halos lahat ng magulang at ginagawang palusot ang LOVE and CARE para ikulong ka nila sakanilang mga palad.
"MAKASARILI" gusto nilang makita nila ang kanilang mga anak na protektado para mapanatag ang kanilang loob. hays.. PAREN..TSsss nga naman.
"hinding hindi ko kayang maintindihan ang pagiging makasarili nila, dinadamay pa ang PAG-AALALA at PAG-MAMAHAL para lamang itago ang pagiging MAKASARILI"
"Palakihin mo ng tama ang isang bata at sa tiyak na panahon ay magtutuloy tuloy na ito kahit wala na ang iyong gabay" Siguro ito ang pinaniniwalaan ko. Parang ang analohiya ng puno, kapag tumubo ng diretso ang isang halaman, patuloy na ito sa pagtubo ng diretso, pero kapag bumaliko ito habang halaman palamang, mahirap na ito diretsuhin pag naging puno na ito ng nakabaliko parin. MALABO dahil malabo talaga!
Paalala: Ang blog na ito ay ginawa ko para sa akin. Tsss. makatulog nanga.
Linggo, Hunyo 3, 2012
First day Funk! Oh yeah!
MAHABANG BLOG para sa aking panimula,. bow
First Day funk bukas. Bagong taon, iba't ibang tao at bagong mga ugali ang susubukin ulit. Ito ang mangyayari kinabukasan. Oo nga pala bago ang lahat, ako pala si Paul, taga UST. Journalism ang course, miyembro ng Artistang Artlets, official theater guild of arts and letters. Malayong malayo ang Journalism sa klase ng buhay ko noong ako'y highschool palamang, pero siguro yun nanga ang pinaka dahilan ko kung bakit ako nag journ, bagong buhay.
Sabihin na natin na easy going lang ako, pero kahit ganoon eh madami narin akong karanasan. sabi ko naman sayo eh, ginawa ko tong blog na to para sakin. kaya mag kukuwento ako ng tunkol sakin, HAHAHA. Pero bago ko ikuwento ang mga kaisipan kong feeling ko ay di mo rin naman magegets eh balik nalang tayo sa First day funk.
Ang First day funk ay isang activity ng AA(artistang artlets) na kung saan ay shino showcase nila ang talento nila sa pag-arte sa pamamagitan ng pag pasok sa mga kwarto ng freshies at gagawa ng eksena. hinding hindi ko malilimutan yun. ito din kasi ang nagpasali sakin sa organisasyong AA. Dito nagsisimula lahat, para bang may sumiklab na isang maliit na apoy at nagtuloy-tuloy na ito hanggang maging isang malaking apoy.
First Day funk bukas. Bagong taon, iba't ibang tao at bagong mga ugali ang susubukin ulit. Ito ang mangyayari kinabukasan. Oo nga pala bago ang lahat, ako pala si Paul, taga UST. Journalism ang course, miyembro ng Artistang Artlets, official theater guild of arts and letters. Malayong malayo ang Journalism sa klase ng buhay ko noong ako'y highschool palamang, pero siguro yun nanga ang pinaka dahilan ko kung bakit ako nag journ, bagong buhay.
Sabihin na natin na easy going lang ako, pero kahit ganoon eh madami narin akong karanasan. sabi ko naman sayo eh, ginawa ko tong blog na to para sakin. kaya mag kukuwento ako ng tunkol sakin, HAHAHA. Pero bago ko ikuwento ang mga kaisipan kong feeling ko ay di mo rin naman magegets eh balik nalang tayo sa First day funk.
Ang First day funk ay isang activity ng AA(artistang artlets) na kung saan ay shino showcase nila ang talento nila sa pag-arte sa pamamagitan ng pag pasok sa mga kwarto ng freshies at gagawa ng eksena. hinding hindi ko malilimutan yun. ito din kasi ang nagpasali sakin sa organisasyong AA. Dito nagsisimula lahat, para bang may sumiklab na isang maliit na apoy at nagtuloy-tuloy na ito hanggang maging isang malaking apoy.
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