ODDITORIUM

i’ve done it again.

i missed again the registration for the election. i’m not big with politics. funny because i can’t even explain my abrupt nationalism. as if, one vote can change the whole system in a blink of an eye. no hope, i say no hope for us.

connie told me rizal would’ve slapped me in the face. yeah yeah. those horrible idea of irresponsible youth, hope of nation stuffs can make rizal perhaps nag that about and shower me all those genius saliva of his.

connie registered but doesnt bother to vote either. “it’s okay, man. rizal can’t slap us. we’re taller than him”. wise ass slut.

as if, one vote can change the whole system in a blink of an eye. no hope, i say no hope for us.

sarcasm had been active with me just for the past few months.

my landlady again (crap! that old hag) ask me again if i’m 100%sure i’m no maryjane user.

yeah i get the deal that my housemates are skinny. but what’s the idea grandma, asking me silly question. your thin like us. baka ikaw.

she already asked me frankly way back on our first two months. “are you drugs?” (pun intended)

connie’s here but hell, i can’t offer any meet-ups cause i’m damn broke, noh bench?!

i hate the long agonizing days you need to endure before paydays set foot on your doorstep.

come on. knock now! or i’ll be knock down.

three days before i started hitting the keys of this mac,i had a daydreaming, where life was simplier than it used to be. a flashback, an experience we wish to go back. a wish that answers what is the meaning of everything. the “how to play with a tabo when i used to be a kid.”

it’s not normal to see a young man/woman taking a bath (with clothes) along the streets. but in manila, everything is possible. i guess even in the province, probably we still do have some of those, even grown-ups like mamay or lolas love to be seen wet and wild. my jeepney ride going home passes by a squatter’s area, where we all know, the scarcity of proper bathroom is inexcusable.

remember how puny your head used to be? how the tabo fits enough while water purs down on your face and refracted colors of the sunlight spreads on your eyesight? the usage of a tabo (dipper for elitist’s sake) only exist on my apartment whenever i need to poop or to take a bath during chilly mornings.

back when i was young, i look forward to every bathtime i take everyday. it was like you can’t always go to the beach, but you have a whole ocean when your planggana/palanggana was all full of water. the fun of pumping the “poso” and imagine how many bubbles you can make, the water gun and how i used to water those unnamed plants which doesnt get wet (never knew it was an important ingredients for a special bikol delicacy.) gah! how i miss running around with my undies. haha.

i seldom seek why the hell am i doing here. questioning like a little kid was not a righteous way. i keep on working and working, leaving me oblivious.

am i fulfilling a messianic stupidity?
(heavenly sound background)

i do not know.

the subject of blabbing here only keeps me locked in a labyrinth full of lions. okay am being bitter again. wish i was jobless again.

maybe not.

i still take a bath everyday(of course) in a shower, naked, obliged to go to my workplace and do stuff which i seldom doubt if i am still enjoying it. i get paid though but i don’t give a damn now. i take a bath to be cleanse, wishing i am neat and be able to sell another day in my years of existence. i wonder, was it not wasted?

the kid who loves to play tabo never knew he have grown already. he is a wage earner and a struggling independent yuppie, lost in a concocted place where cityslickers and fate-gamblers mingle.

i wonder when will he can reclaim his youth.

how i wish as soon as death is not yet near. baah!

i need a vacation.

i never have liked animating [technically with maya software]. i never was an animator. i may consider being called as a cg artist. a specialist-lighting and rendering. i’d rather composite or do the texturing of the models. i’d prefer lighting the models than doing the rigging.

bottomline:
dang! i need a refresher from my college lessons.

photoshop was my first love. if i’d named the second one, that’ll be maya but only modelling, texturing, lighting and rendering. i never liked walk cycle or even doing dust particle and expression. i’ had my “delusional” cold and sickness so may be excuse or cut classes with Maya 3 class (curriculum teaches about how to apply College Physics to real-life in 3D) way back in college because both the instructor and the curriculum itself causes minor mind-torture. at least i accepted the fact that i’ll be graded low before classcards would come by the sembreak.

if i was a witness of any crime or something, just lay down tons of dynamics tutorials.
“okay, i’m going to tell what you ought to know then, just take them away from me!!”

just make me do any model, attach with it’s texture and light and i’ll assure you, you’d be sure enough happy with my output. but please, no rigging, no locators.
anything but not animating and dynamics. i tried to deliver what was as for the tvc. the output was (eherm) was fair good enough.

after a nap. dang! the client doesnt want it anymore. then, i confided to shrugging na lang. useless being sleepless.

quick! post a “kick me!” note at my back.

high

no way.

i don’t like starting this blog with the lines “this is my first entry for the new year” bullshit. some retards would tend to be slick and overrated. i don’t want to blog anything. i just wanted to hit some keys to create an idea or perhaps come up a topic to write about.

and then i crashed back to the MMFF 2006.

they were only 4 movies i need to see.[zsazsa, shake, noypi, and ligalig, which i havent seen yet] Freakshow, that’s how i tend to look at that said festival.

okay, i’m downright dumbfounding with myself. me, watching those.

stop wasting 120 and quit fooling around with those flicks. although, i have friends who had been working with the cg and vfx with the entries,i guess i better get a grip with my pocket.

ligalig shall be the last then. not because we did the editing, and bagged the best editing.
it’s somewhat not as ordinary to see a psycho-thriller in a controversial awarding festival. unlike other entries? part five is enough, i never knew it had 3 and 4. the idea of “chick-flickity” made me almost pray tons of holy marys.

the holiday break? it was just..

….dry.

Seven of my much-awaited Movies that you might want to check [in youtube or google videos.]

1. FantasticFour:Rise of The Silver Surfer
2. 300
3. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle (full cg)
4. Harry Potter and The Order of Phoenix
5. Ghost Rider
6. Spider Man 3
7. Transformers

Post-it-note:Pretty obvious. I’m a sucker for cgi movies. In the near future, my prediction pertaining to movie stars/celebrities obsoleteness will come to reality. Half true.

…and more others to wait [don't know if it is already available in youtube.]

-National Treasure: The Book of Secrets
-Halloween
-Arthur and the Invisibles
-Castlevania
-Sin City2
-Spawn2
-Pirates of The Carribean: At The World’s End
-Beowulf
-Nancy Drew
-Alien vs. Predator: Survival of the Fittest
-The Number 23
-The Hills Have Eyes 2
-Blood and Chocolate
-Ocean’s Thirteen
-GrindHouse

…am a complete moviebuff wannabe[sinong hindi?], but then, i usually fall to a realization, isn’t this pathetic. then i stop.

i’m joking. i’m just so tired and got lazy to finish the list.

just go here.