Ang mga Balak ug Awit sa Pakigbisog

[kyuusai]

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kabaho sad anang balaka uy...

Koorek!!!!!

[bugz_ben2nyt]

ayaw ko pahilaka boanaga ka!

kahibalo ko sa imong gibati karon atan...apan lisod na ibalik ang kagahapon nga dugay nang milabay

hahay...salamat sa imong pagpanaway sa akong grado sa calculus

[Melvinthegreat]

noong time na feeling ko wala akong problema...

[ground_crashed]

@bugz: pasensiya. lolz. summer bitaw ka... good luck

[MrBiddle]

Annie, that's nice character arc at the end of your piece.

But IMHO, I would have wanted a little more conclusiveness to the story unless this is a work in progress.

[Disturbed_Angel16]

hehehe ka green sad oi...

[anniepetilla]

Annie, that's nice character arc at the end of your piece.

But IMHO, I would have wanted a little more conclusiveness to the story unless this is a work in progress.

Hey Vanceloma, HOMEY this thing can actually be shot in Room 563 or Room 560 of the Bunzel Building but since it's a blackout scene only lit by candles we might be needing 3CCD camera, if NOT a Panavision Platinum PFXP 35MM (murag kamao mu operate. hahaha I love this PFXP, she is one hot baby)

http://www.panavision.com

What does Victor and Homer think?

pao, wat is a charcater arc? this is just a page off my journal..hehe..no biggie...

[MrBiddle]

Character Arc is very simple but it is essential to storytelling in fact I am afraid of character arc in real life.

To illustrate:

1. Indiana Jones only cares about the relic, he couldn't give a damn about what happens to the girl.

2. Indiana Jones does everything he can to retrieve the relic from the Nazis who take the girl away from him.

3. Indiana Jones will blow up the relic with a missile just to save the girl. All he wants is the girl now.

That's character arc.

OR.

1. Rick Blaine says he sticks his head out for no one. All Rick is is mad. And he wants to vent so much anger to the woman who betrayed him, yet the woman he so desires but can n0t have for a lot of reasons.

2. And then Rick ends up being very noble putting himself on the line even risking being imprisoned and he even sacrifices the woman he wants to have for the greater good. But keep in mind what Rick said early on when he said he sticks his head out for no one.

That's character arc.

Now you know.

[Blongkoy]

i tried to write a fan fiction of the two of us once.
last year yun....june? or maybe july.
After we went to Monsi's place for the fiesta... do u remember
that day? you asked me why i eat so much and never grow tall..as if nasa kanin ang height molecules...
so i wrote a fan fiction in a spiral notebook.
You even saw me scribbling in it one time, in class.
And you said: kumusta ang ating writer? Anong strange plot na naman ang nadevelop natin?
Napahiya ako. Standing joke kasi ako sa klase. Pajama writer daw. Sulat nang sulat. Drawing ng drawing.
Hindi ako naapektuhan noon. It goes with the territory of being the class' lil judy. (Peste kasing height at boobs yan..di dumating-dating!)
But at that time, I remember, nainis at napahiya ako.
To think I was writing about you, and me, us.
It was as if tinampal mo ako ng pagkalaki laking sign board saying: HOY GUMISING KA! THERE IS NO STORY IN US.

WHich left me thinking. Indeed, there isnt.
SIno ka nga ba sa buhay ko? Sa school lang naman tayo nagkikita ah?
Mag-usap man tayo, perfunctory.
MAy mga araw na di tayo nagpapansinan. May mga araw naman
na nakukuha kong suntukin ang braso mo. at pagtawanan ang hairdo mo.

Nahahalata mo kaya iyon? Pag nakatingin kasi ako sayo
nakakalimutan kong ibaba ang kurtina sa mukha ko.
nao-obvious tuloy. Or maybe unconsciously, gusto ko
talaga mahalata mo.

Anyway, I wrote us a fan fiction. KAhit sabi nga kalahati ng utak ko:
Kawawa ka naman, annie. Tigilan mo nga yan. that's a LOSER thing to do eh. out of taste. hibang.
Pero ginawa ko. Parang therapy na rin. After school, diretso sa kwarto at magsusulat. Ano ang plot? Wala. Ikaw lang at ako.

Nasa law school na daw ako. At ikaw, sa dati mo pa ring job. At himala, close friends na daw tayo. MAs mabait ka na sa akin. MAs sweet. Mas maalalahanin. Minsan nga natatawa ako sa mga dialogue na ikinakabit ko sa bibig mo.

"LAmigin ka talaga ano?" "MAhusay ka namang estudyante."
"Ayokong sabihin mo na ugali kong manghiram ng damit at di na isoli iyon".

Marami akong scenario na kini-create. NAroong birthday mo daw at nagpunta tayo sa bahay mo sa Villa San Juanico. Kukunin natin ang mga monoblock chair. Umulan. Malakas. Hindi natin makita ang daan dahil sa fog. Pababa pa naman ang daan. Sabi mo: "Hintayin muna nating tumila. Mahirap bumaba pag ganitong zero visibility. O, umalis ka diyan. Maanggi diyan baka magkasakit ka pa." Like a line from a Piolo Pascual movie.

Pero walang torrid huh! Promise. DI ko pa mareach ang level na yun.
Just pa-tweetum stuff. Ako lang bumabasa.

But it never reached an ending. Maraming beses kong iniba ang katapusan. Pero nitong huli, napagpasyahan kong iwanang di tapos. Mas realistic kasi. Walang nangyari sa tin eh.

Tamo, ni hindi nga tayo nagkapaalaman. Last time na nakita kita...finals natin. Blackout noon. At kandila ang ginamit natin sa exams. 6-8 pm. Para ngang padasal. Or a novena session. I thought it was the most memorable exam ive ever taken. Ever. Because you sat infront of the room, and you cant see me so I looked at you for a long, long time. I can only see your bent profile. You were hunched over some papers.

I just stared at your nape, your ear, the collar of your shirt, your hair.
I abandoned my exam paper for about ten minutes. It did not matter that
my other classmates were deep into answering the baffling essay crap. I was feeling a lil out of sorts. This would probably be the last time that were gonna see each other, since graduation na next month. Ah, man. Ang dali naman ng goodbyes! I had your number and I check out your friendster account from time to time, but damn it if im gonna tet you or invite you in friendster! It just doesnt seem cool.

But I stared at you with not a little sadness and wonder.

I was thinking: Ang layo mo naman. But Im still looking at you.

And then-horrors of horrors! You actually looked up. And you saw me watching.
Paano ba um-escape? Hindi ko matandaan kasi kung ano dapat ang ginagawa ko instead of sitting there like a stupid fool gazing at your ear!

In the waning light from the windows, you looked at me with what looked like gentle bemusement. Then you smiled. You didn't show your teeth,
but you smiled at me. You actually did.

And I smiled back. I did not know where all that happy feeling that was spreading inside my chest is coming from, but I smiled for all I was worth. Bakeet? Maybe my nose had a smudge from the candle propped up in my chari, or maybe I looked funny in the eerie light. Whatever. I did not give a hoot.

Then I looked down. You looked down. Back to business.

Itinatanong ko lang kung in love ba ako sayo. Which is really impossible, since I did not know you that well. And you knew so little of me. And I figured, Im a little too old for fan fictions. Pang-high school lang ito. Kilig is only as good as it lasts.

But when was the last time na nakipagngitian ka sa isang tao nang walang dahilan and felt so happy?
:

This piece above, in my many years in filming and writing, is one of the most beautiful pieces I have ever read.

Write more of this.

[MrBiddle]

EDIT: delete nalang this post. thanks.