What's your favorite disguise? [/meta]
posted by letter shredder @ 11:59 a.m. on 1/20/2006
"Great art is about conflict and pain and guilt and longing and love disguised as sex and sex disguised as love..."
-- Lester Bangs, Almost Famous
Saturday, March 27, 2004
Jaycee met Jason
Suot ang t-shirt printed with “Bush.” ‘Yung band, hindi ‘yung president. Complementary shirt for the mistress of the vocalist. Hahaha!
I came from Cavite, went straight to my apartment. Printed the slides for my exam at 1pm. Reached school. Tired!
The exam started at exactly 1pm. Essay! Only 4 questions! Ang lupit! Umabot ako sa kalahati ng blue book..
Done with the exam. Dead tired! Exhausted. Everyone I met said I was unusually quiet! May problema ba raw ako? “None. Just finished taking an exam.” Enough.
Bumaba si Cielo. Punta raw kaming Jam 88.3. Goodness! Didn’t I mention I have an interview for my investigative class due on Saturday? And a group meeting by 4pm for the presentation in my Advertising class tomorrow?
Para wala nang gulo, sige punta na tayo. Ayokong ubusin ang energy ko sa pakikipag-away kahit kanino. Ayoko ring pumunta si Cielo dun nang nag-iisa.
Pumunta sa Jam. Wala si Harry, nasa Boracay! Kumag talaga ‘yun. Sabagay, kung nakita ko ‘yun eh baka sinagot-sagot ko lang. Nagtanong kami sa desk officer nila. Wala raw silang alam about the letter. Kung nasaan ka man Harry, magtago ka na! Buti mabait si manong. Binigyan kami ng copy ng basic information about Jam. Later, may ibinigay na siyang tao sa amin para sa interview.
Anyone would do… para lang hindi masayang.
Pinapasok kami sa room na parang receiving area ng mga guests nila. The room was cozy, pwede sa aroma therapy! Hehe!
May pumasok na guy. Dala ‘yung letter namin. Lumabas din. Sabi ko kay Cielo, bading ‘yun. Ang gara kasing lumakad.
Pumasok ‘yung guy sa room. Si Jason. Ok, we started with the interview. I was the interviewer, asking questions that I didn’t even have time to read myself. He was the interviewee. Si Cielo, dakilang may hawak ng recorder.
Sumige na kami sa interview. Syempre, may eye-to-eye contact. Pero putcha! Ang ganda ng mata ng kumag na ‘to! Steady, Jaycee!
Later pa. Goodness, hindi ko na kayang makipag-usap. Halatang smoker. Chain smoker. Isipin nyo na lang kung paano ko nalaman ‘yun, eh magkausap lang kami.
Sige, Jaycee. Tingnan mo lang ‘yang questionnaire, kunyari binabasa mo. ‘Yung ibang questions ko, wala nang sense. Or meron pa rin, pero I could have asked them better.
Ahhh… tinapos ko na ‘yung interview. Then, nakalimutan ko, ano nga palang full name nitong interviewee ko. Sinalo ni Cielo. At ang kanyang position sa Jam…flat and open! Hahaha!
Dork friend! Adorable dork!
Nagpaalam na kami. Then, we asked him if we could call him for some more interviews from different people in the station. Okay lang daw. And he invited us for the premiere that they would have! For free! Keri lang. Wala sa plano.
We stood up. He stood up. Palabas na kami, pero nasa may unahan siya. I thought he was going to the booth. He was asking kung taga-saan kami. Then, Cielo and I got surprised coz he just went there to open the door for us!!! For someone who is used to hang out with barbaric guys, that seems nice. Really nice.
Full throttle! He wanted to give us stickers. Eh bigyan mo rin akong maraming kotse! Sabi ko, bookmarks na lang. Hahahaha! Then he said, “On Monday.” After saying “thank you,” we said we’ll be there on Monday!
Si Cielo, kinikilig.
Ako rin! Pakers! Ang landi ko! Haaaay… that seems odd!
Worse, I can’t wait for Monday to come!!!
Worst, mabubuhay ako sa pagta-transcribe ng interview!