EPPORYO UPDATE!!
RantGuys, do not procrastinate. Hopefully, by the end of the term we all have discussed and finished the scripts for the SIPA comic and going through story boarding.
For now, character study is our number one priority, and as I said earlier, the following people haven't submitted anything yet and we already need to view it asap:
= character studies please. If you can't do it alone, ask 
to help you out
, 
and 
= scripts and screenplay and concepts. and = you guys try to research about famous Filipino movie lines from the year of the Megastar to the present. = layout design strategy and perspective reviewI expect you guys to comply within 2 weeks and we will talk about the date and time when're we going to meet and at what time. So for now, stop procrastinating and start working on it inch by inch.
=epporyo
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Dr. Evil: You're not quite evil enough. You're semi-evil. You're quasi-evil. You're the margarine of evil. You're the Diet Coke of evil, just one calorie, not evil enough.
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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
His name was K! yle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a
Friday?
He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my
friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him
so he landed in the dirt.
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet
from him
He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around
looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. "
They really should get lives.
" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen
him before
He said he had gone to private school before now.
I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
He said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I
liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came! , and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books
again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious
muscles with this pile of books everyday!
" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a
problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football
scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He w! as one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and
smiled.
" Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through
those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, may! be a coach...but mostly
your friends...
I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best
gift you can give them.
I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the
first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have
to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told
us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his M! om and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful
smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can:
1) Pass this on to your friends or
2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice number 1.
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble
remembering how to fly."
There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery.
Today is a gift.
It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send
this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.
WHEN! YOU RECEIVE THIS LETTER, YOU'RE REQUESTED TO SEND IT TO AT LEAST
10 PEOPLE, INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO YOU.
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=from ~lyfforreal
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Mabuhay ang Pinoy Indie Comics!
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