Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Remember these almost-a-decade-old VHS tapes, @jheynmbuo @imKameeL?

I found these tapes this morning:


While it brought really nice college days memories, it brought que-horror emo-moments during our Mass Comm days.

It’s a good thing digital cameras and camera phones weren’t as common before ( the most high tech phone that time is the good, ol’ Nokia 7650) or else I would be paying for the price of kalurkeyhan during my college years with the presence of youtube and vimeo sites where you can upload videos for the world to see.

Still, one of these days (or months) I might muster up the guts to watch this (but let me find a player first if I can, or else I will have to have it converted to a CD/ DVD...oh no!). 

I worked behind the scenes of the production of these tapes. From the conceptualization, the production, execution, post-production. The happiest moment that I will always look back is when I won as the 2003 Best Scriptwriter for TV Documentary during  The AB Mass Comm Video Festival 2003.




Then I realized that those actresses who comes up on stage to accept their awards while crying, they’re not over acting...oh well it’s true. Especially if you really worked hard for  it.

In my case, I didn’t hear my name being called because I was busy chatting, and counting the trophies that our group already one and I did not know that there is an award for the scripwriter for TV Documentary.

I remember, no matter how hard, it always felt really, really good. Writing and Production fuels me. I remember how extremely good it felt. I remember how I was so focused on my craft. I remember how doing what you love the most makes you feel alive. I remember going home in the wee hours in the morning tired, but really happy. I don’t know how I can perfectly function with just four hours of sleep and still over-deliver.

Which takes me back to what I’ve been obsessing about lately. As Jenni Epperson said when I attended her book signing, “When you operate from within, it will really transcend outwards.”

Haaay... Why do I have this constant nagging feeling that I’m waiting for my whole life to happen? 


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