Im young, moody and extreme. sometimes I'm a bit irresponsible and I get competitive in the wrong place and time. But I always try to give my best... and I get so fucking disappointed after realizing the low downs - screaming to my face the evidences that I've missed some fucking points and juicing up my patience till my bladder experience El Nino. And then I realized that I have been so inhumane to think of other imperfections. My hormones has pulled the trigger in an instant - the only reason why I hate being a female.

I should have been inspired by something strong but serene. Filming is team work and the work beneath the "team" gets unbelievably crazy and stupid. I should have reminded myself that nothing REAL is never messed up. It may be about the money since we depend on it. Or building your portfolio and networks because we're in a big industry and we depend on it. But I know I was not that selfish.

Even the worst experience can be instantly erased by someone's genuine appreciation of end's team craftsmanship. I will be waiting for the pair of hands who'll offer the crispiest clap in the theater. It will be the greatest party on Earth. :)

And at last, othing can ever fill up our hearts with challenges surpassed and emotions conquered that made our friendship strongly bonded. I will be savouring even the most pungent aroma in Escolta to backtrack the overwhelming twist and turns of the craziest Binondo coaster ride. Thanks for the experience. Now I know why I am in Film. :)

Now, mock-up.