Darna

Yesterday was Miss Bionic Day for me. I had only began working on an article due Saturday at 1:00pm Sunday. Finished it at around 3:00, all 2,300 words of it, with a really cheesy title (which I pray would be changed) and ran to the nearest Internet café to send it in.

After that, I rushed back home to work on the final revisions to the Chasppar training manual. It turned out to be more taxing than I thought because OWWA, POEA and DSWD had a LOT of revisions. (And this is after we discussed the manual three times already! Why do govt agencies like tossing people around??). But it was a job, so I had to deliver exactly what I was paid to do.

I finished at 8:00pm and again dragged my ass to the Internet station to submit to an edsamail account I’m not even confident is working. What could I do? That was the only email account they had. Curses! It’s a good thing, though, that they accept email submissions, otherwise, my procrastination would have meant the end of me.

That was a major achievement considering that I was dead drunk from the office Christmas party the night before. I shouldn’t have waited till the last minute, still.

I know, I know. It’s bound to happen again. Because when the time comes that I’ll have multiple submissions in one day once more, I’ll still be cramming and cursing myself for putting tasks off.

Some things never change. I’m just lucky I survive.

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Substitute boyfriend

Animator’s books kept me up all night. It’s really weird considering how I developed an aversion to reading (what with all the business articles I am compelled to read everyday). But this particular book caught my attention because it had my favorite animated motion picture, Beauty and the Beast, on cover. I had to, at least, sate my curiosity.

It was more than I expected! And at 3:00 in the morning, I was still up and at ‘em reading excitedly about the birth of animation with Disney’s Art of Animation: From Mickey Mouse to Beauty and the Beast, by Bob Thomas. He was one of Walt’s co-workers when he was starting in the business.

Fascinating. The book may seem boring to many, but the information I got so far has been priceless. I haven’t reached the middle yet, so I know there’s more in store.

For instance, I discovered that Walt’s first animated feature of Mickey Mouse was a silent run titled Plane Crazy, followed by Galloping Graucho. Steamboat Willie was the first one that had sound. This little bit I knew since high school. But it wasn’t until last night that I discovered SW wasn't the real first.

His books would drive any geek insane. He even has Hayao Miyazaki’s (animator and director of Spirited Away) works and Ghost in a Shell collections. All of which, of course, I wouldn’t have known if not for him.

Whenever he talks about his job, I become more interested in the pursuing the arts. His craft makes me more proud of him. Right now, they’re creating special effects for a weekly TV show and are even touted to start with children’s show to be shown abroad soon.

His love for art makes me want to be a writer more. He’s my best and worst critic. My articles usually pass through him first, to make sure they’re tight. He never lies you see. If they suck, they suck. Much to the demise of my ego. But it’s all good. Because there are really some that put me to shame. Hahaha!

We hardly see each other anymore. Our respective jobs require solitary confinement. Once a week is all we have for now and with the projects that are coming in, it wouldn’t be a surprise if it becomes less often.

Meanwhile, his books and collections of Asian movies keep me company.