Manibela

Siguro wala na talaga.

alam mo nakakalungkot talaga. Kung ano ang meron dati ngayon nawala. Tinabi sa isang sulok ng isipan. Nakalimutan. Nilumot. Hinahanap ko pa rin ang iyong pagkakaibigan. Pero hanggang tingin at ngiti na lang ba? Ewan. ewan. Di naman lahat makukuha. hmmm?

Ilang taon na ang nakalipas, sana ayoko pa matandaan ang nakalipas. Halina't sumama sa alapaap.

Aquathlon

Last January 24 2008, I blogged about joining the Aquathlon. But due to insufficient funds and conflict with the schedule, I wasn't able to walk the talk.

Pero kanina lang, nakajoin na ako! I would like to thank Ciara for giving me the reg form for Aquathlon.

I courted Kid to be my relay partner, he would be running 5km of Atenean earth. We had great fun. Kid was checking out swimmers while I was imagining a possible scenario of my awful finish.

I wasn't prepared for it. I was the last one to finish the swimming part of the relay. Kid and Ciara, theo classmate, were screaming, "Go Joseph!". Hearing their support (obviously Kid was encouraging me to swim faster to avoid humilitaion), I was motivated to finish strong on my last two laps but after a moment of intense all heart swimming (it only lasted for 2 seconds), I paused, walked a bit, then swam like a dog into the corner, finally ending the swimming leg.

Kid finished the running leg earlier. Technically, our team didn't end up last! hahaha! So yeah boy!

I would recommend for my blockmates and everyone to join Aquathlon next year! Super fun!

Thank you Kid for being my partner! And to all the people that I courted to be my relay partner, I salute all of you for tolerating my ambitions, dreams, and aspirations. haha!

The experience wasn't embarassing. This was a moment that I could say I walked the talk. haha!

and one more chance is always on cinema one.

di na tumatabla ang mga kantang ilang ulit pinapakinggan. Sana parang mga banda at singer na kumakanta sa likod ng love songs ang pag-ibig. Bigay sa pagkanta. Walang pake basta maihayag ang mensaheng pag-ibig.

Getting closer...

She wants love.
She wants him.
He can't.
Why?
He's not supposed to.
She'll wait until her time expires.
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3logy

Sawa na sa drama.

Halina't tumakas na tayo :)

Pagod na ako...

ayoko na huminga.

Umaasa sa isang telecom

Umaasa... at sana...

Pre-Prod Blog Day 1

Tone

-touchy, fuzzy

Visual feel

-quirky fashion pero normal,

-surrealism. normal pero may mga iniba... Candy

-"...Joseph is surrealism trying to get a real feel." - mark's

POV

-"bias-free. It's like the camera is just presenting a story and that's it." - mark's

Characters

- cyborg girl: needs to be loved, in search of identity, cyborg, mukhang manika, chinita, borderline of kulit and aww, tipong "how can you not have a crush or fall in love with her" (maganda, hot, sexy), quirky fashion... Magaling umarte, subtle, can speak clearly, fluent in english and filipino.

-boy: in search of identity/purpose, gusto mukhang rey, unlikely boy, tamad sa buhay…magaling umarte, charming, fluent in english and filipino.

*Prospect Cast

Cyborg girl: Alodia, Ashley, Lysch, Anton's chinese friends, Karla

Boy: Rey…wala pa, Mikee Lee

*On female character

• "Joseph's girl needs to be loved and what not, has basic human wants but isn't completely human" - jopy's

Pegs

- parol (christmas short film during last year's uts), 2046, i'm a cyborg but thats ok, tokyo! korean music video, and true faith's make mistake no. 3 music video

Cinematography and DOP

-gumagalaw, gusto ko yng feel na ilaw ng breakfast

-mid shots, long shots, close-ups, tracking

-DOP: Anton and Teoxon

Theme(thesis)

"sacrifice for the happiness of other CAN be happy." - jopy's

Progress report on crew and equipments

-Ok yng camera, kailangan malaman yng sched. and bawal 2 consecutive days. Bayad...wala ata.

-Mic: naghahanap pa

-Crew as of jan. 16

Director: Joseph Teoxon

Writer: Joseph Teoxon

Co-Writer:

Assistant Director: Anton Angeles

Assistant Director: Carlo Chong

Editor: Carlo Chong

DOP: Anton Angeles and Joseph Teoxon

PD/Art Department:

Stylist:

Make-up Artist:

PM:

PA:

Misc.

- Fingers wrapped with bandaids

-Sala by Pupil- Music Vid (the girl's fashion)

-I'm A Cyborg but that's ok (wall design)

-touch -> kilig -> eye contact -> gyros spinning

-Eco's Bday

the love after the hate

Based on actual people.

I wish to stay forever.

Breaking his promises was the best thing he ever did during his tumultuous relationship with her.
They would fight on small things. Maybe because there weren't enough things to fight for.


She stays forever. He wishes to stay forever.

Underneath St. Francis of Loyola's statue, with night lights shielding us from the darkness, thoughts of unforgetting that you only see me as a friend. You shared once. Then the next day we met, we were apart. Only silence between us made my day because at least we're connected in some way. I kept pursuing your friendship. You responded with smiles, smirks, and what nots. I bared my closets. You showed me your silky hair legs. Actually, I made you insecure about it. Contact lens. Mixed tapes. Fish bowl.

for eve and toos.

jotting down notes, you playing on a Sunday afternoon.

maggie cheung. why sleep if chances are you could only see him?

swimming.

Why oh why i'm swimming slowly. stop. Floating...

maybe...

perhaps...

Pag automatic na ang luha...

Kakapit pa ba sa patalim ni Brocka?
Kakaba ka ba si De Leon?
O maghihintay ng tatlong taong para kay O'Hara?

Walang tigil sa pag-ikot. Wag ka na lumingon. ako'y lumiliyab sa tuwa. Puso ko'y sasabog. Madadapa lang ako sa pagkalito. Taranta. Tarantantantan!

The Girls of Summer will be coming back this 2009.

Pasti

There should be a ceasefire between different factions in the dystopian Philippine society. Young activists want to have their groups recognized by killing allegedly corrupt politicians. A religious miracle happened at the center of Manila. An flu virus is released by Activists are hunted down by the police. Some were imprisoned. The upper society of the dystopian Philippine society didn't care. - oh really.

Boy and Girl get separated during a raid. - drug pushers sila.

Still Images are used to show flashbacks.

She needs ugh ewan. focus.

tapat.

Ang puso pagnabasag masakit. Mga matatalim na bubog susugat sa iyong kamay na gustong pulutin ang mga pwede pang ipagdikit.

Pero di ko alam.

Wala yata akong puso. Di ko talaga alam. Anong babasagin kng wala namang mabasag?

Di ko alam. Di ko alam...

upset?

oo, medyo...
i don't know.

+/-

I had a dream. I was on Anonas. I was having a drink with faceless people along the sidewalk in front of Hightop Anonas branch. Fluorescent lamps kept the night glowing; blurred by weary eyes of mine. I saw someone walking towards our group.

The person's face was familiar. I greeted her. We talked. Kamustahan. Tawanan. But superficial things. During our conversation, she told me she already has a job. Late shifts. Customer service maybe. Superficial stuffs. We said our good byes. I hesitated to give her a peck because of the smell of alcohol. I kissed her cheeks. She smiled. I gave my best smile. I was happy for her. Alone and maybe waiting for another pitstop with her, I woke up.

The lamps were still on. Blurred. Glowing.

It was 330am. She texted me. I fell asleep.

malamig at di alam kung bakit...

Siguro kung naglalaro pa rin kami ngayon...ako yung guguho.

mga angulo

may mga angulo na...

pero tulad ng buhay, may iba't ibang angulo...

trining. pollux. pegasus.

i've been waiting

next time.

i don't but...

give up?

kung ganito lang ako palagi at...magulo ang kanyang isipan...

di ko alam...

ewan.

Hanggang mahulog ang mga tala.

it is easy to be free from all responsibilities.

Nagpapakulo ng sopas.

"oo nagaaway din kami." - Robert

"di maiiwasan. maliit na bagay. mababaw minsan. pointless and meaningless." - Anne

She gingerly nibbles her nail. Sips her coffee. Her lipstick smudges on the cup. She looks at her. Smiles. Her straight teeth. Her sad eyes. Coffee stained tissue napkin. Leftover oreo cheese cake. - starbucks.

Bakit lahat ng babaeng na iinlove ako puro naguumpisa sa letrang Z ang kanilang pangalan?
Si Zoraida.Si Zaturna. Si Zosimo.

A fragment of reality
The mother clutches on her daughter's pillow. She feels empty. Her hair is messed up. Her eyes, tired of crying, tells the gravity of her mourning.

"Kakagaling ko lang sa simbahan. Nagdasal para sa masayang Pasko na paparating. Ikaw ang natagpuan, nakahandusay, wala ng buhay." - Salamat.