i'm feeling so much wonderful tonight. do you remember when i had my entry about my application to this particular organization and that i had to pass an eight-pages fiction? i underwent a workshop hours ago. whoo!at first i was scared, but when i saw who were going to criticize my work, i breathed a sigh of relief. they are professors (there was even a third placer in palanca award, sir dumlao, that is) yes, but they were definitely not scary. they spoke softly of my weaknesses and praised me when they saw some strengths. i really don't regret entering that org. now, i'm excited with what will happen next.

meanwhile, i am both excited and nervously shaking my butt for my live broadcast next next week. yeah, i typed it right, live broadcast. meaning, we have this requirement in our community broadcasting class (obviously) to make a fool of ourselves and play songs we don't even bother listening to for 30 awful minutes. we just passed our scripts last tuesday (which i really forced myself to finish in the midst of sleeping housemates and a sleepy quiet night). i can't believe i will be playing songs of hilary and haylie duff (i hate hilary). i will be featuring songs by siblings. during my practices with the console, that is, the mixer churva (you get it!), my hands didn't know where to go. now i appreciate dj's more. imagine, you have to control the volume of your mic, while playing songs in 3 or more different players, while controling the volume of these players, while speaking, while reading your script, all at the same time.for the first time in my life, i wanted to be shiva. yeah, the hindu god with several arms. i felt my hands twisted in knots and my tongue, too. i can't help being bulol, especially in those moments, when you have to worry about something other than speaking.

here are some pictures of me generously taken by my coach, mitzi, while i was practicing with the console. (yeah, that is the mixer churva)



"good morning elbi! you're locked in to lbfm 97.4 local loud and proud...



the studio... (talk about a slouching dj!)