Wednesday, July 02, 2003
Zhara promised that the blood test would consist of a needle pricking my middle finger then transferring the sample into a thin glass thing that med technicians place under the microscope.
How wrong she was. There was a needle involved, alright. It was at least an inch long, and it sucked my blood through my veins.
I’m not used to injections taking liquids out of my body, especially if the color of the substance is red. Ugh!
If I don’t do another medical examination for the next ten years, I think it’ll add twenty more years to my life span.
***
As a kid, I was never scared of injections. In fact, I seem to remember my physician asking me once to choose between a tablet and an injection, and I chose injection.
I wasn’t acting brave, its just curiosity taking over me. I wanted to know how an ant’s bite feels like (do you remember grown-ups like telling you that it’s
”parang kagat lang ng langgam yan!” to ease your fears?).
I learned early on that injections are ten times better than an ant’s bite. For one, it won’t bother you again after the needle’s out. And two, doctors always give you lollipops for being a good girl.
***
Trust your ex-orgmates to put your fears about the future to rest.
It just feels good to be eating lunch with them again for a while. Somehow, we would always end up talking about our idealisms and dreams.
We marveled on how “talented” we all are. And what we were like before we entered the org. We had a way of bashing each other’s career choices just to see if any of us would buckle under pressure. Then just before we ended our meal together, we encouraged one another to be patient, stay strong, and be thankful.
The bill came, and we were quiet for a few seconds.
”So, Jeff, kumikita ka pala ng Php 500 per draft ng script mo? (You’re earning Php 500 per script draft?)”
”Yeah, that’s why I have Php 500 per month. Hey, don’t you have a stable job?”
”Nge! I haven’t even started yet! Jepoy here, on the other hand, is earning Php 2,000 per day.”
”Bukas pa suweldo ko, oy (I don’t have money because my payday isn’t until tomorrow).”
”Okay, Xy will soon have a jaguar and a Rolex…”
”Ate Rowie’s tax is Php---! That means she earns a lot.”
Which signified the end of the banter cause you simply don’t ask you’re boss to treat you. Hehehe.
***
One of the best decisions I ever made in college was to join Tomcat. It brought a lot of things into my life, friends at the top of my long, long, long list.
Now, I’m thankful for it again because it’s looking after us, even if we’re no longer bona fide students of the university.
I can’t wait to help out with the new production project they’re planning to undertake.
Our current team (composed of mostly Tomcat alumni) has to produce 200 instructional videos for public schools all over the country. Awww… noble… very noble…
We have to finish everything within a year. Which means, we have to produce one video per day. Ha! As if! Hehehe…
So we talked about the funds. Graphic Artist wants to have two editing machines. Project head number one said that he would ask for a new office and new equipments specifically for this project. We all demanded for a food allowance (head will not function properly on an empty stomach).
I’m sure it would be hard work. But the good thing about my new job is that I have to work from afternoon ‘til nighttime, which means I could dedicate my mornings to the project.
I’m not going to actively participate in the actual shootings. Not unless, I find the time. I’m more involved in the pre-production, which is, scriptwriting.
There are three scriptwriters. And I divided 200 to the three of us. Therefore, we have to make at least 66 scripts each in a year. Which means we have to come up with seven scripts every month, individually.
No pressure. Project Head number two assured us.
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