one Adobe at a time

July 11, 2007

'im sorry we're not photoshop savvy…"

 

IM SORRY TOO, NOH!

 

the long wait for 197 was a sign of more stressful waiting ahead. From the time that crs found us unworthy of 175, until the recent monograph designing quasi-competition. i have learned to lavish on sarcasm, stress, tears, coffee and constipation.

making the monograph series was what i could say the most stressful 3 days of my entire communication research life. it was the first time that i did not feel sleepy for 28 hours straight and the first time i had the opportunity to steal some shut-eye naps, i was holding a cutter with my right hand– i fell asleep while making the prototype of the box. it was almost a suicide in the making but making the monograph on your own (when you originally have groupmates to help you out with) is suicide in its very nature. 

 

i have to say that if i did not quasi-volunteered to endure the work load, i will never learn how to deal with adobe illustrator. i guess it was a blessing in disguise– to witness the sunset and sunrise while i was inching towards the success of the monographs. i can never proclaim and convince myself that i am in anyway, an artist. 'art is a taken-for-granted idea/ concept' (Gonzalez, 2007).I'd rather not abuse it for the sake of those who are really artists, who would really dwell in the arts.

 

I remember the episodic crying while accomplishing the monographs. it was inevitable, to cry and see my sister laughing at me while im so stressed for wanting to sleep and wash out my toxins for the consecutive days that i have delayed my morning rituals, because eating has become time-consuming, so all that i could really settle with was caffeine, sugar and computer monitor radiation (if there's any, i hope not).

 

come tuesday, just when i thought that i would instantly fell on my knees because i was emotionally incapacitated– anything will hurt me, even the slightest comment/suggestion. but then the criticisms did not come as i imagine them as spears in a projectile towards me but when the raisin oatmeal cookies came, it was over.  i am glad that my classmates appreciated what i can do, it was too much. 

 

after 197 i realized how much i am looking forward to expanding our horizons, channeling what we learned over the stressful days, how we can mix all of the Adobe and make a difference, how we can make our dreams come true (graphic design shirts, bags that will replace plastic pollutants) one Adobe program at a time. 

 

hahahaha for breakfast on tolentino’s thursdays

i don't know where to start! i missed this blog, and i am sad that now that i really have the time to write, i am quite confused where to start… ok. here we go!

 

Comm 141 class, Sir Tolentino's mass media and society class

Of course, it was an 830 class… having been used to afternoon classes i was late, but not late enough like sir tolentino who came in 30 mins after, just when we were so excited to jump off our seats to call it a quits, until a familiar Mohawk came into view. 

 

Sir tolentino is the kind of teacher who earned all sorts of degrees in foreign places, taught in foreign lands, was a director of the film institute, do i need to say more? it's just he knows what he's talking about in class, and his Ph d proves it. 

 

so he starts the class discussing depoliticized subjects. take Ateneans for example. depoliticized individuals in a sense have been blinded by their comfortable lifestyles that they have turned away from any form of social responsibility.  then he randomly calls students according to their shirt color to explain everything related to this so-called depoliticization of individuals (where the hell did he get that term!).. miss white, miss blue.  i swear i was wearing a faint lavender that day, so when he called out 'miss white, third row… (then i start staring at my shirt in the hopes that he'll realize that it is LAVENDER!, in shock, i must've looked WHITE)… the question was to me, ms white: what is a civil society.

 

civil society… ponies prancing in my brain, tip tapping their heels, neighing… ewan ko, basta ang ingay sa utak ko. grabe 'civil society' lang di ko pa masagot. so there.my one-million peso answer was… 

"uhm, ang civil society ay mga miyembro ng lipunan na may pinapanatiling civil…" HUWAaAaAaAaAt!!!! tawa na lang si sir, sabay bounce ng kanyang mohawk, extreme embarassment and comedy for breakfast!

i slid down my seat and the tip tapping heels of the horses was drowned with the resonating laughter of my classmates and my Phd-degree holder prof. but i sure redeemed myself afterwards.

 

I have moved on by not coming to class the thursday after (I was not feeling well.. hahaha!) charing!