
Saturday, June 15, 2002
Today I took part in the hands-on test for the VPAPU (again, it stands for the Visual Performing Arts Production Unit). It was scheduled at 1600 hrs at the CAO (Cultural Arts Office). Due to an extended research with classmates at the Internet Center (making one of the entries below by the way) I had arrived at 1630 hrs.
TEST ONE: "Cleaning the Props Room" (for cleanliness and ability to clean fast)
- I was to wear "working clothes". I wore semi-working clothes... I mean I wasn't wearing a uniform but the clothes I was wearing wearn't really supposed to get that dirty. So I am taken into the Props room to where I am told to clean everything up within 5 minutes. They shut the door and Lance is outside watching me make a fool out of myself! I rush around wishing I had Bryan's self-acceleration (from Destined) and the room was pretty much clean when it was checked. - PASSED
TEST TWO: "Setting up the Spotlight" (for knowledge in equipment electricity)
- After cleaning the room, I was all sweating already and I didn't have a towel to control it. I was given access to a long black and confusing cord that was tangled. There, I had to find the point to make a critical repair and connect the wires to complete a connection of electricity. (it's not plugged in of course). So when I finally do so and use the resources there by finding another un-used cord wrapped with old electric tape (really old electric tape)... I was finally able to put the spotlight to the test. She told me to sit where the spotlight would hit. "Will it blow up?" OR "Will it light?" she asks. I was praying it would light. Geezus, I've never done this before but I had the WILL to get into this VPAPU and I'm willing to study these kinds of things. So she plugs it in and the moment is just unbelievable. And this hot light flashes on my face blinding me. I was both irritated and hysterically relieved. It had worked. - PASSED.
TEST THREE: "Painting a VPAPU Sign" (for creativeness and resourcefulness)
- The guy I had met at the booth, Gotch (I'll call him Kuya Gotch), who is one or two levels ahead of me watched me at the same time asked questions. I lost my sense of analyzing color combinations. I was told to improvise an already painted sign with the letters V.P.A.P.U., and I did so at the last minute. I was cut off from finishing the borders, yet it was already presentable. - PASSED
TEST FOUR: "Presentation of VPAPU Sign with Social Skills" (a bonus test by Kuya Gotch)
- With paint on my hands for sheer nervousness and pressured time limit, I had a neat looking sign with orange and blue with a green border. I was led downstairs to the Square area of GMH to where Gotch made me stand on a chair and raised on a few steps. There I had to present the VPAPU sign I made and was asked several questions from the small group of upperclassmen there. They were later explained to be members of the DLSU-D Chorale. Anyways, it was a test Kuya Gotch threw in to test my social skills and to see If I could handle standing up there in front of people. - PASSED
By this time I was led back by my original interviewer into the Cultural Arts Office. There I spent another fiftheen minutes working on a sketch and map on how to get to my house from DLSU-D. Then I gave her my schedule on the index card.
She dismissed me and she put me on a list for "Qualified Applicants" for the dreaded Panel Interview next Tuesday at 1630 hrs sharp. (I'll be there early so I can get into the mood and calm myself down instead of being in a panic rush). Everything was fine. They threw things towards me that I got myself out of. I had passed the four tests so far, as much shy and nervous as I was... I had the strong will to join and it kept me going. But then when I was feeling better... It wasn't over.
She dragged me into the Student Council Office (or was it Council of Students Office?) to where she informed me that three people were inside asking to see me. My interviewer gave me tips and that made me nervous to the extreme. I entered and greeted them a Good Afternoon. It was two girls with two guys. The girl behind the desk was the vice president of the whole CSO while the two guys were respectively holding high positions. The other girl at the back just listened.
There the girl behind the desk asked me a series of questions to corner me. I did try to evade them with safe answers yet she pursued it even more. I know this is her job to do so, but it was just surprising it was now. It felt like a trailer for the Panel Interview next Tuesday.
After replying to her my ambition to become a man in the media, she asks me a question that will continue to puzzle me until I rejoin my classmates on Monday. She says something like "If you want to be a producer or director, why did you choose AB Broadcast Journalism which deals with writing (my imagination stuck it's tongue out at her when she said this) and just plain writing WHEN AB Communication Arts deals with the backstage work?".
(Hold on a minute. Let us remember that in Mass Communications at DLSU-D, it is divided into two. AB Com. Arts and AB Broad. Journ. -these are brother/sister subjects)
Well I am interested in writing, but she cancelled out "Broadcast" from my course as if she were queen of Mass Communications and proudly hailed Communication Arts. Only if May-Ann was with me!! *SUPER LOL* May-Ann would beat the crap out of this young lady. May-Ann would say "Sino ka?! SAMPALIN' kita!".
Well... my answer was a safe answer... it was to back away simply and re-explain why I took BroadJourn (which i have absolutely NO DOUBT in taking). These people were dead serious, and after a short boost of hope just moments before... I was now returned to a shattered state of confusion and worry.
Thank God Lance was there. We left and returned to my dorm. The next thing I have to do is the Panel Interview on Tuesday.