Saturday, December 31, 2005
2005 YEAR-END REPORT
It was an expensive year with various productions dominating the first half of 2005. In January, our block JOU3-2 ventured off into the shadows and orange streetlights of Metro Manila in search of news for police beats.
For Alerto TV news production.
The OBB of "Alerto TV".
In February it would be used for our news program "Alerto TV" in ENR-2. Squeezed between the news program and our short film in cinematography was "Journallers Calauan", a documentary of collective experiences from our educational tour of the innovative farming facility in Laguna. The program was patterned after "Survivor".
Is there any space for me? (Calauan, Laguna)
The OBB of "Journallers Calauan".
Drama dominated our short film in cinemtography entitled "Monoparanoia" starring yours truly, Hermie Capili, and Joyce Velasco. The depressive drinking and compulsive smoking was shot and edited just hours before submission. I was disappointed that the Wong Kar-Wai in me didn't evolve with the project. I didn't get to produce the film that would've been dedicated for love.
Two entirely different productions.
Of course, behind every project was a mysterious force pushing me to do it. Selfish? Crazy? No. I was (and perhaps still am) someone madly-in-love..
The summer months came and like the year before, it was another turning point. A series of events engulfed the life that we knew at that time. What do I mean? There was a messy break-up, and I was involved, and it was just... well, messy.
Just when we thought the productions were over, Ms. Salvan takes over and we're all in jail. It was a contest for the biggest eyebags as we worked on the Students in Free Enterprise (SIFE) project. It was a unique experience. Candle making, endless editing, and brutal competing with the amplifiers.
Suddenly, I'm in the Lion City. After several years of being grounded on Philippine soil, my dad rewarded the family to a week of shopping, good food, and memorable sight-seeing to this island nation.
With my mom in Singapore.
It was also during the summer of "Memories of Bali" that demanded change. The path with Heraldo Filipino took a dramatic turn as I had decided to follow that inner voice telling me I should be somewhere else... and was blessed to be elected into the Broadcast Journalism Program Council.
The Bravo Team.
From then onwards, I actually had space to breathe and lead passionately. It felt good to finally be given the chance to let your voice be heard and represent a group of people that you just love to serve.
The last chapter of college life began in June. The thought of graduation, thesis, and practicum dwelled in our minds. As for me, an obsession with the program council began. This followed into July with our general assembly and parents orientation towards the curriculum.
All for the love of thee.
In August it was an exchange of hugs in a room lit by candles. This was the retreat that had merged JOU41 and JOU42 in the same room. Later on, I was crying on the bus going home. Why was I crying? Ask the one who sat down next to me and probably understood inbetween sobs.
Teeeeeam Journallerrrs!
Days later we were trekking into a volcano for our Video Post-Production subject. Connection? Just read the archives. In September the BJPC had several programs lined up including "Dokyu-Tour" and "Dead Air".
It was also by September I was driving around in a car, but only a few times. The second-hand car we bought broke down only days after we bought it. It's still being overhauled to this day. We went back to Taal for the second time, by the way.
In October we were wrapping up our production in investigative journalism. Of course, I wanted to dig up something that would open eyes and be controversial... but you were balancing that and a thesis so we had to go a little mellow on the report by featuring call centers for our investigation.
The sembreak pulled in and we thought we were going to start our practicum at ABS-CBN. We even reserved this apartment and could've doubled for a new season of Pinoy Big Brother. But it was postponed.
Perfect escape.
Instead one evening I said "Let's go to Baguio" and we did. It was spontaneous, it was fun escaping everything. The only problem, it damaged our wallets.
November began and submission of thesis was prime. The big day was November 14 and it was rampage everywhere producing pages and conjuring copies. I remember my friend Judy who tried Extra Joss for the first time, she turned into a zombie typing away on the computer. She's such a funny person.
The CLASC at the La Salle Villa in Tagaytay.
By the end of November the OJT still hadn't started and I was adapting to my schedule. I only had three subjects remaining and my focus was really on the program council. We went to the beautiful Caliraya Re-Creation Center where I found myself working in a place I thought I was going to find peace and rest.
Traditions that are now standing.
In December thesis defenses had begun and we were lined up for January. By the 12th of the month, our practicum had finally begun.
That would lead us to the present.
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Song of the year
"Akap" by Imago
Other outstanding songs this past year:
"Kwarto" by Sugarfree
"Kung Wala Ka" by Hale
Past: Only Hope by Switchfoot (2002), Unwell by Matchbox Twenty (2003), and Masaya by Bamboo (2004)
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Memorable moments this past year
- I climbed the side of a volcano and was almost struck by lightning
- I drove for the first time across different towns in Cavite
- I took my practicum at ABS-CBN (more specifically ANC)
- I was given the chance to lead and represent Broadjourn students
- I resigned from Heraldo Filipino
- I produced several creative works
- I ate this Korean noodle soap that needed ice cubes
- I managed to become friends with all JOU4, not just one section
But perhaps the most memorable
- I continued to love
Cheesy. Corny. Whatever. It's the truth.
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Due to bandwidth restraints, the images for this year-ender have to be toned down.
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