02 July 2008

The Author


David Corpuz is a junior Master of Arts in Film student from the University of the Philippines. He was raised in Bulacan and has lived in Metro Manila the moment he set afoot into college. Four years of college and two years of juggling office work and graduate school (plus distressing love lives and on/off friendships) later, he decided to return to his hometown in order to find himself back (the ironies) but ultimately swore off the office set-up altogether. He is now a certified freelancer (minus certifications) but is still continuing his passion to make films and short stories. Everytime his head isn't in the mood to create new worlds, he creates new ideas via his love for research. He is also into photography and web designing (which he rarely does nowadays, thinking that it is too time-consuming, as if making films is not.

He started blogging since 2004 but he can hardly maintain one. He has bloggers, wordpresses and multiplies (the first two of which aren't being updated), but he feels the need for another website, for whatever purpose it may bring. He detests the fact that blogging is perfectly suited for the lonely or the narcissists, but heck, he maybe the lonely, narcissist or both, he still doesn't know. People believe in freedom of speech and they can say what they want to say and let other people take a peek in their lives, and they permit them. They want to make themselves interesting or oozing or appealing or whathaveyous. That is the mystery of the cyberspace and everyone seems to like it. I am here, for a perfectly different reason, or so I thought.






Look at me. and tell me what you want to know.

The welcome post in a blogsite reflects redundancy in the About The Author Page and the First Post. Of course, everyone is explaining why they are going gaga in writing a blog via the first post. It's the weirdness of the first. It felt that it's a way of making an excuse to the world that you have a life to share and you demand, no, you ask, them for a piece of their attention to read you, because what's inside those letters are more than brain cells spent for a saliva unused, but blood that can hardly flow in your posterior, your eyes that are slowly being a candidate to blindness. Blogging is definitely not your life, but a portion of life you want to be exposed, to be divulged by others, even unwanted visitors.