Born:  March 17, 1987.
 Where: San Francisco, California.
 Studies:  Journalism, in the University of Santo Tomas.
 Is: frank, confident, loud, impulsive, sarcastic, rambunctious, a *HUGE* jerk, independent, cerebral, tough, arrogant, abrasive, callous. In love.  Madly. Tamed

 Likes: Long walks in he park.. (not!) Video Games, Anything that has anything to do with computers, reading, writing.  Watching crappy movies with my girlfriend, and finding the little things in life that make it worth living.

Dislikes: Over Dramatics.  (My Girlfriend dumped me! noo! im gonna jump off the roof now! (Oh, please)) Hypocrisy, and all the big things/people that make life the hell that it can be sometimes.

E-mail/YM/Friendster: Trippin317@yahoo.com
 



Wednesday, March 28, 2007
progeny
 

this past few months, i have been on a sort of journey.. some personal mission to find out about my parents' past and to learn about my biological father..

I learned a lot.. even found out what my dad's last name was.

i learned that he was a reporter.

for a long time, i had been wondering where i got my affinity with the written word, when everyone else in my family seemed more interested in the technical stuff.. well, i guess writing ran in my blood.. my biological father, lets call him joemac, was a reporter during the marcos era.. and apparently, he was a damn good one, because he scored a neeman fellowship in hardvard.

my mom only started telling me about him a few months ago. she said that joemac knew lots of influential people when he was still alive...

i talked to one of those influential people and learned that i had four half brothers...

i also learned a bit more about joemac.

and a learned probably more than i should have about the innerworkings of this fine country..

i had a backstage pass on history.. i learned what happened behind the scenes. and some of it chilled me to the bones. i probably shouldnt even be blogging about it.. and i wont.. thats enough of that.

anyway.. i also talked to this 'contact' about ojts and he was more than happy to help. He advised that i should intern over at the business newspapers if i truly wanted a taste of journalism. he wrote me a letter of introduction to the news editor of business mirror, dionisio pelayo, and told me to apply there. i value this man's oppinion so much that i scrapped my applications to inquirer, businessworld, and the philippine star. he said that pelayo knew joemac. perhaps, i could learn a bit more about my father through this man..

and so, i start as a trainee reporter on the mirror along with my trusty sidekick (joke!), xam this april 10.. while i have no idea how to write news stories, my contact said that it can be learned easily enough, and that i came from good stock.

now that comment right there gave me a lot to think about. these people.. joemac's old friends.. they are going to be watching me, interested in the progeny of the great reporter. its a lot of pressure.. he even asked me how come i did not retain joemac's last name.. i had no answer to that.. judging from the look on his eyes when i walked into the room and introduced myself, he
is expecting a lot out of joemac an moppy's son... joemac the hardvard fellow. jaypee the underachiever.

bah, best not dwell upon it..

ill deliver. i always do.

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DAMN, its hot. Why cant my contemplatative mood hit me when the weather is more comfortable? im sweating buckets.

summer's here.

out!

*i purposely left names out of this post. i dont know why... it just seems like a smart thing to do. plus.. trip ko ung pamysterioso effect. :)) haha!!

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