STILL LIFE tix for sale =)

Hi guys! CINEMALAYA GOES UP!

I'm selling 'STILL LIFE' tickets at Php70.

Screening: August 01 (Wed), 5pm, UP Cine Adarna


Contact me:
Angelo
09179174112

more girls

With KX's Hanna at Intramuros. Lunch after the Baseco shoot.

With KX's Kristina and Tin at Sta. Lucia. Stopover for lunch.

With UPJC prexy, Rocel, at the Acquiantance Party with the applicants.

FOR SALE (LAND IN ZAMBOANGA CITY)

FOR SALE

Fourteen (14) hectares agricultural
land situated in ZAMBOANGA CITY.

-with coconut and other fruit-bearing
trees
-roads cemented
-with electricity and natural spring
-20-minute ride from the city

*Fifty pesos (Php50.00) per square
meter only.

contact person:

angelo supe
09179174112
ramonsupe@yahoo.com



Thanks

DO PASS!

with broad04 girls

On different occasions at different places...

With Abby and Therese. PHIVOLCS trip.

With Meline. NBN Dressing/Makeup Room.

With Yvonne. NBN Props Department.

With MJ. NBN's ASK studio.

With Paola. ASK's set.

angelo and apple

Angelo and Apple during the National Summit for Child and Youth Radio Producers held at Bayview Park Hotel, Manila on last week of May. =)

ancient KX photos

Who: (in order of appearance) Danz, Kat, Tin, Nicai, Apps
Where: KX Manila office
When: early 2007

join UP Journalism Club (UPJC)

Be part of 53 years of critical thought and action.

Join UP Journalism Club

applicants' orientation, july 10, tuesday, 4-5.30 pm

at M211, college of mass comm

UPJC

est. 1954

when the basics are not enough

gawad moments

What: Gawad Plaridel 2007
Where: Film Center
When: July 04, 2007
Who: Awardee Che Che Lazaro and Broad 04 (people behind the successful Gawad 07) =)
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*photos courtesy of Paola Soriano

Friendster 'About Me' finally explained!

When you visit my Friendster profile (www.friendster.com/azureangelo), you will find 11 descriptions in the 'About Me' section. Here are the explanations since not few are asking what do I exactly mean:

1.Socio-sexually unrestricted. It is my high-school-classmate-slash-Psych-major-slash-friend who describes me as this. According to her, this type of people is those that do sex sans the commitment. She’s one of the only few people whom I can confide all my secrets, yes, including that phase of my life. She says this is the more politically-correct term for promiscuous people like me. She gives me this tag because the impression that she gets from my storytelling is that I am someone who does ‘it’ just for pleasure. When I have occasional introspection, I can say that she is right, because even when I am already committed, I did one act of infidelity some time in my colorful past, and as of this writing, I still can’t think of sex as for reproduction per se.

2.Full-time escapist, frustrated idealist. As a young individual, I am very ideal that someday I’ll be living in a big house with the perfect family and working in a big company. I also think of a corrupt-free, first-world Philippines whose citizens are very law-abiding. But I know that all these are only realities in dreams, so every night, what I do is fantasize and dream. Well, cliché says that there’s hope while living. Perhaps yes, perhaps no, but I don’t think these are achievable in my lifetime.

3.Obsessive-compulsive, manic-depressive. I regard myself as someone who is extremely, exceedingly organized. When an assignment in class is given, I immediately do it in the afternoon or during breaks. I may not finish it but I do get it a point that I already make a substantial amount of the assignment before the day ends. The OC-ness extends even to my clothing. I make it a point that I get to wear every single pants and shirt before I use it again. For example, if I have 50 shirts, and have worn shirt 44 for this day, I should not wear shirt 44 again unless all the other 49 are worn. There was also this point when I would plan my clothes for the whole week, from tops to accessories to footwear. I am also manic-depressive because my emotion can make a 180-degree turn in a matter of seconds.

4.Conceitedly narcissistic. If taking pictures of yours from your mobile phone is vanity, then I am too guilty. If having a weekly pedicure is vanity, I am again guilty. If always looking you at the mirror is vanity, then I am guilty anew. Well, I just want to look good to feel good. It makes me feel lighter and happier knowing that I know that I look good.

5.Vague and obscure. Oftentimes, though I am conversationally narcissistic (in communication, this is the type of person who either a.) wants to always be the one who does the talking; or b.) wants to be the subject of conversations), I don’t want to divulge my real emotions so I sugarcoat what I say or read. This description is from my Creative Writing instructor (who gave me my lowest grade of 2.25 yet and mind you, this is the very first grade that appears in my online record and in my TCG. Ggrrr!) who castigated my poem, which was required in her class. From that point, I’m considering myself as ‘vague and obscure.’ Yes, I hold back my feelings when the need arises (and I define what need is. Oh yes, I’m indeed the king if vagueness) because I want to project that I am someone who is very confident at all times, someone who doesn’t know what the word ‘worry’ is.

6.Progressive and competitive. I am open-minded, especially when I enter UP where I discover that there is more beyond religion, having no religion subject (I was in a Catholic school since first grade) and having been surrounded by people with different—and sometimes no—religion. I favor abortion, euthanasia, same-sex marriage, or premarital sex because I find out that we can not universalize everything. I must say that my Philosophy 171 (Ethics) class really has opened my eyes and heart on deciding what is morally upright. After Philo 171, religion is no longer the sole basis in my decision-making. Now about me being competitive. My classmates always say that I am this one, because I always want to excel in my classes, by being the OC person that I am. In short, I make ‘career’ everything that is assigned to me, even in my school and civic organizations, because I believe that you have to strive and give almost all yourself in everything that you do. I say almost because being focused in one thing doesn’t mean overlooking other commitments in your life, at least for me. I join as many clubs as I can, from student council to academic orgs.

7.Actuated by self-interest. In short, selfish. Of course, everything must emanate from within. How can I share resources to other people (time, money, love, etc.) if I can’t help myself first. This is not to say that I forget other people. I still believe that no man is an island. The latest example of this is just last week when my classmates and professor during the second semester held a get-together in the sunken garden at 5pm. I initially confirmed my attendance but I realized that I had been lacking sleep and rest for that week due to my summer classes. So that day, I said no, and told them another quotable quote: I love you guys but I love myself more.

8.Ultimate denial king. Like what I have said earlier, I don’t want to divulge every footstep I make because though my life is an open book, I still want to keep that mystery in me so I can excite others. Or for example, if I like a person, I don’t want to be the first to admit it. I will wait for that person to admit whatever it is to be admitted because whether I believe it or not, I fear rejection, besides fearing death.

9.Ambitious. As soon as I finish college, I want to be hired by the best broadcasting company and own a condominium unit after a year. I want to gain fame and glitz (disclaimer: I didn’t enter mass communication just for these worldly desires) and reap awards. I want to bring my family to Australia and build a house for them with swimming pool and cinema-like room. I want to marry the hottest, most voluptuous woman and make the handsomest children who will be great celebrities. Need I say more?

10. Incomplete. I can say that I am contented with the things that I have today. I believe that I’m a blessed individual with a very supportive family, good UP education, cheerful friends, healthy social life, and encouraging organizations. If during the elementary and high school days, I was a big fish in a small pond, as I entered our beloved university, I realized I am still a small fish in a big ocean. I still hold insecurities, such as physical and academic ones.

11. Zoophobic, Thantophobic. I fear animals. I fear death. =)

TV internship diary

You can visit the following sites:

1. http://azureangelo.multiply.com ----> this is my personal account

2. http://theinterns.multiply.com -----> this is the account of all BC students who are having their TV internships (this includes me as well)

RELIVING DZUP DAYS - Final Week!

Week 5
May 15-18



The Final Days

Just like any other farewell, my last week in DZUP was an amalgam of joy and sadness. Joy as finally our intern was over but sadness because of the very same, exact reason.

In this final blow of my news and commentary programs, I felt that I improved my delivery of news (at least for the Wednesday edition) because I thought my voice was controlled. And I attributed this to the fact that I was a bit sleepy at that time. I thought that helped me because I was more concentrated.

Friday, the very last day of airing, came and we had a small party. There was no strict programming except for the news so we had singing on air, never mind if I had erratic singing voice.

For the party, my group was tasked to bring pandesal, very true to the pugon title of my news program. Since this was our last day, we decided to make the news and commentary programs more special by inviting our Tuesday-Thursday counterparts. We had Paola for the news (that makes as buklurang Supe-Yee-Soriano, instead of the routinely tambalang Supe at Yee). We also had Jude Berry and Ann Pandan for the commentary program and it was fun that all the four of us had our own opinions on different matters. We also had a slight teasing moment during that program.

Our DZUP stint was truly a blast. I was able to experience being the producer of some of the shows of a radio station that is heard by (ideally) the whole UP community. Too bad, only the people beneath the skywalk heard us for the last month.



Besides the directing, producing, and writing skills for radio, I also developed close batchmates and friends in my stay there. I also became more aware of the campus and national issues, and became more opinionated, thanks to my news and commentary programs. Up next: Television internship.

RELIVING DZUP DAYS - Week 4

Week 4
May 7-11

Weekends before my fourth week, I was already working for the posters that we needed for the DZUP publicity. I made that simple poster for Wapak-one, the commentary show. The interns met Monday morning to strategize the publicity, where each of us was tasked to post teasers in various colleges and dorms in the campus. This was also the week of freshmen orientation and advanced registration so we thought of targeting them as well. Each of us had to go to the School of Economics to distribute flyers. Later that day, I went to Veritas to get my KBP form because I wasn’t able to get is last week since I didn’t bring my time card which was like the ransom for them to release my evaluation. I also requested for a certificate of completion which I was supposed to get by Friday but since we were busy in DZUP, I decided to just get it next week.


Tuesday came. Since I had no more duty for Veritas, I could now spend every day in DZUP even though I would not be airing. This was also the day when we attempted to distribute our flyers at the College of Engineering (not Econ as formerly agreed upon) but unfortunately, when I got there at around past 12, there were no more long queues and almost all freshmen were already busy filling up their forms. The guards there even asked us not to block the way and just go outside if we weren’t doing anything. Besides, the interns who were there in the morning had enough giving already of flyers. I just went back to DZUP to participate in the drama program, where I had to do some sound effects job, like the hospital ambiance which I had fun because I served as the walla walla of the hospital. I was like the paging desk at the hospital calling the name of any doctor. There are no small roles as they say so though I had no speaking lines or any character to portray, I really put my best in doing that sound effects.


Midweek was a meeting with Ma’am Jo. Being the head for the drama programming, I was reminded of some of the thing that we overlooked like the sound effects deficiency and the way the characters emoted in the past dramas. Then I learned that we had to enter a nomination at the KBP Golden Dove Awards so the last blow of drama should really be of the best, best quality. Then we planned for the CMC Freshmen Orientation where I was assigned as the head. As part of my job, I should introduce DZUP to the freshmen (or at least, lead the team) and request for the permission of installation of corkboard (a la bulletin board) at the amplifiers just before the CMC main building. In terms of our commentary program, we were reminded that though we had hard-hitting views and opinions, we must keep our words fact- and research-grounded.


Then came Friday, the CMC welcome assembly for freshmen. We had this presentation at the CMC auditorium where we sang one of DZUP’s jingles and where I introduced DZUP to the freshmen and their parents, and to the whole UP community who was there. After that, Ma’am Pinky asked us if we could help her out in touring the freshmen around the studios of Broadcast Communication Department and we gladly assisted her. One of the stops was DZUP where Ma’am Pinky asked me to give a brief overview of what we do there. We even invited two freshmen on-the-spot to be guests for one of our programs. Then it was time for my double programs. Karol, my partner for both shows, texted me before midnight yesterday that he wouldn’t come. I only read his message Friday morning and I thought he wouldn’t print our material yet so I printed the script before my 7am class so I was a little late for my class. Then during the orientation, I was surprised that he had the scripts printed and so I just used both during the show. I asked MJ if she could serve as my partner for both shows and she said yes. It wasn’t new for her because she was the host for the Tuesday-Thursday edition of the news program and we invited her once in our commentary show. Then in the afternoon, Makey and Chris Dan invited me to be their guest for O Pares Isko because they said I was also an achiever. I had fun during the show because this time I wasn’t the one interviewing, but of course I had to cooperate with them in terms of time. I had to stretch my answers whenever I would see them preparing CDs or questions. Then drama came and I was amused to learn that they were using my surname as a doctor in their script for that day. They did this after I had that series of infamous hospital paging system.


The week was such a blast, with all the five days spent with DZUP and my co-interns.

cliches!

I went to bed at nine but couldn’t sleep after an hour and a half. I woke up around two in the morning and went to the sala to see what shows are aired at that time. I drank a glass of water. For another an hour and a half, I was struggling, trying my very best to fall asleep. I knew I was in a state of stress.

A stress caused by two consecutive failures. And from these failures-slash-humiliations, I therefore conclude that the following clichés are true:

1. Win some, lose some.
2. You can’t have the best of both worlds.

Another cliché is in the verge of being true, ‘it comes in three,’ that is, if another failure greets me. I already accepted the first failure wholeheartedly with the thought of avenging some time in the future. The second one, I’m still thinking of how to have that avenging moment gracefully. Oops, another cliché: don’t bite the hand that feeds you. This I can’t promise not to do anymore. I know I have used them but they also use me. I think, it’s just a case of ‘all good things come to an end’. Then there’s the fifth cliché.

I know I should be happy with all the blessings. I know I’m lucky. But I know that I also am a conversational narcissistic. And take away the first word, which still applies to me.

Sir de Padua of Broadcast Management class says that it helps to have a list of what you want to do in life. As of this writing, those two sources of humiliation are crossed out in my list.