I came across two articles in DVGuru.com. One is an article with ten reasons why one shouldn’t go to film school and another one listing ten reasons why one should. Because getting into (well, as opposed to staying) in UP Film Institute is relatively inexpensive, if one is given the opportunity, I say he must not miss it. But I’d also like to give much weight on the reasons pointed out as to why one shouldn’t, though I’m not suggesting that one indeed shouldn’t. Benefits of one is inexclusive of the other, really.

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My BC 100 classmates and I went through Sir Avecilla’s traditional marathon film viewing yesterday. True enough to stories from previous batches, we finished and were let go at around 10 PM in the evening already–that’s for a class that’s supposed to be from 1 - 4 PM. (And what does marathon film viewing have to do with Broadcast Communication, right? I really don’t know, and it wasn’t really explained to us.) The films we watched, The Scarlet and The Black and My Fair Lady, were enough to keep us going though. At first we all thought we were in for a bore. But it was quite the contrary. These classics are excellent. Add to that Mr. Avecilla’s ’scary’ and hilarious antics and wise words, plus overflowing popcorn, of course, this notorious marathon film viewing of his isn’t so bad at all.

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We watched our footages for our short film in Film 113 with our instructor this morning. Admittedly, I’m a little disappointed myself, primarily because one of our sequences was missing and most of the rest were somewhat damaged because of the film spool accident. The missing footage, by the way, had been cut from the entire reel during its processing without us knowing. Anyway, I’m generally satisfied with the things we have learned.

After viewing our footages, Eka and I went off to Rina’s place. Before we got to leave UP though, we stopped along University Avenue and stayed to watch the cranes herons egrets peck and fly in the field in front of our college building. They were amusing, though these migratory birds fly off whenever we got near. It’s nice to feel that in the middle of a polluted metropolis, our university is a (safe) haven for such wildlife.

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Nakakainggit ang mga kaibigan kong tapos na ang lahat ng requirements for the first semester.

After spending the morning online, leisurely and academically, then spending an hour or so at the library, I went to Roadrunner’s post-production facility along Tomas Morato this afternoon with Eka, Patti (Lapus) and Kay (Raynera) to have our film rushes from Film 113 go through telecine. It was my first time inside the facility. I’m amused. I wish I’d learn some of the stuff they do in there, someday. Or, someday, I wish we’d own our own post-production facility. Big dreams.

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Kim (Tan) celebrated her 19th birthday yesterday. We all had dinner at Chocolate Kiss last night.

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It appears that I am getting off from school later than most of my peers. Let’s see, while others are already on semestral break, I still have a Communication Research 101 (CR 101) paper due next week, a CR 101 exam, Mr. Avecilla’s traditional marathon film viewing for Broadcast Communication 100 (BC 100) on Friday and an exam on the same subject on Monday next week.

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Yesterday, for our final class exhibit for Conceptual Photography class, I decided to put up a shrine for our president. I appropriated a really nice picture of her during her inauguration where she actually looks like a saint, with the presidential seal behind her head. I retouched the photograph a bit to make Ms. Gloria glow more and then I enlarged it. I hung it over the lobby of Ishmael Bernal gallery then placed a table in front. I also brought in some flowers and some eggs as an offering. I left the gallery for a while to attend to other errands, but when I came back later that afternoon, the eggs were gone. They had been thrown at the portrait. What the hell? This is supposed to be a shrine! Geez. UP students can be so disrespectful nowadays. Imagine, I had to clean all goo that before I left school. Shame!