How would I describe last Friday? Kireiiizeee. Crazy. The theme diffused at unimaginable levels alongside the national walk-out and the Gawad Plaridel 2009. On the former, I could hardly forget my friend Lui from telling us how the student activist blocked fellows on their way to class, “Ang crazy nila ngayon, grabe.” Of course, the strike was a political issue for me, and was to be taken very seriously. Some apathetically stubborn professors just won’t let us go! Screw them!
9:15. Morning comes and I am late in my thesis class (as usual), but I then manage elaborating my reformatted topic of journalistic discourse to my professor. I whip out how the homegrown young men’s style magazine Garage (of The Sesame Seeds Creative, Inc. under Manila Bulletin) represents the “young modern men” who happen to be the publication’s target audience. Hmm.
My professor is intrigued then finally declares, “Ituloy mo yan ah!” sending me to ecstasy. Hence, I am now patenting this statement of the problem and whoever attempts to superciliously steal MY topic— or even just to think about it, I would know— shall see the WORST of me. Evil glare! Lol!
11:30. Everyone’s leaving the halls of their colleges to gather in the AS lobby. A brief anti-ChaCha program is going on among the blazing embers of red T-shirts. I silently await my Socio10 prof, when apparently, more than half of the class is not attending. Finally, Ma’am arrives and proposes us to choose where to conduct our class: DITO (in this oxygen-deprived classroom oven) or sa BABA (in the gusty, cheery lobby)?
“Ba-ba…” we meekly chorus, a symptom of our respiratory inadequacies. As we reach the lobby three floors down, I SMS Lui to pick me up for lunch. I eventually flee from the “class.”
1:15. I arrive at AS again for some short Speech122 rehearsal. For our group production, I am to voice as a nine year-old boy and a father. Okay now, irrelevant.
2:30. I enter UP Film Institue for Gawad Plaridel 2009, only to discover that the supposedly 1PM-program hasn’t even started yet! The merits of Filipino Time! I sit with my blockmates in the lower right panel of the theatre, with my glasses on (boo). And so the program starts—
3:30. My PE class is starting any minute now! I gush out of the theatre and face a looming rain. Thanks to my forgetfulness, I initially left my umbrella in my other bag! Crazily, I run like a wet dog to the gym! But as the shower turns into a downpour, I settle ridiculously in the Alumni Center where I ponder that, no, I’m not going to class. Being the grade-conscious me, I hope people participated in the walk-out and my taekwondo professor didn’t show up.
—I see independent filmmaker cum performance artist Kidlat Tahimik making a spectacle out of himself. He dances, prances, jokes spontaneously in a supposedly formal lecture (he was asked to talk about Philippine independent film industry. “Industry? Really?” he challenges.), performs a spontaneous dance number in his spontaneous bahag and with a dozen spontaneous Igorots. Kidlat (Eric de Guia in real life) is so spontaneous I feel like a worthless drone— with no cell of arts in my body. He is so spontaneous he literally springs out of nowhere! One time, he is onstage and a minute after, he’s now beating a mini-gong in front of me! Oh, how crazy! Crazy but delightful! Kidlat makes this year’s Gawad Plaridel a remarkably one-of-a-kind event and I salute him for that.
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PS Ang puti lang ni Jean (with the bow) sa pic ah. The editing maven! Lol. Peace. At sa lahat ng puwede kong pictures, IYAN pa!
Posted on July 13, 2009, in Campus, Events, Politics and Sociology and tagged activism, film, food, Gawad Plaridel, K6 blockmates, Kidlat Tahimik, pictoblog, speech, taekwondo, thesis, weird. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.