Loi Michael’s Blog

Ang bilis dumaan ng araw and Christmas is really here.  Mamayang kaunti isang taon na naman ang lumipas but my life has been into a lot of tormoil this year.  Subalit ito ako nakatayo pa rin and not noticing that I am also adding another year of my life. 

Di naging maramot ang Poon sa akin kahit kelan.  Mula pagkabata, he has always been beside me and has always  been a savior. Nakakahiya na nga eh. . .  sa dami ng binigay nya sa akin, I dont remember any did  pleasing him.  Tingin ko di na rason ang pagiging tao ko para sabihing abswelto ako sa kung ano ang dapat sa mundong ito.

Well I guess natutunan ko lang na ang pagiging epokrito na sabihing matuwid ako ay nakakahiyang banggitin kung alam mo ang mga ginawa mo sa buhay mo.  I have learned to accept my shortcoming and this actually gave a better feeling than fooling myself or anyone that I have done a lot of goodies.

Life is what we make it ika nga.  We are the ones making our own stories and we cant lie to whatever have we done because alam natin kung ano ang naging buhay natin.  Well, we all make our own life story and that whether we like it or not we cannot hide the truth of what we have been through.

Thank God for always being there for me and carry me when I’m down and nowhere to hold on to.  An unending THANK YOU for making me the person who I am today and I am SORRY for all my shortcomings.

Last week of November . . . . wow what a week. I am used to end the week in a usual time out from work.  Not until I met a classmate back in Ateneo de Davao University exactly 16 years ago. 

I was in the Mayor’s Office for some official transaction but Bariles called my attention and introduced me to a Public Affairs manager of Smart in Davao.  It was Ms. Haydee Bernabe. 

I felt shy nga at first but when she started asking and recognize me and then we begun bringing back the past in our student years in ADDU.  We were both happy and so eager to listen to our stories.

Well we end up going to official business and that is for Robin Padilla’s press conference as an indorser of one telecom network and their activity. My role? As usual media coordination.  But I was s0 happy that I get to see my classmate.

Of course, my week wouldn’t be complete without joining the presscon last Sunday at Orange Bistro tent.  Ang pogi talaga ni Robin, no wonder maraming girls at gays and nahuhumaling for sure he is a true gentleman and very sweet din.

OMG!!!!! When entered the tent earlier before the presscon naloka ang lahat at di nakapag salita.  Most never expected na ganun sya kalinis, bango at kagwapo.  Ang lambot ng kamay when I shook hands with him nakakacolapse ang ngiti.

To top it all, di ko pinalagpas na magpapicture sa kanya at WALAHHHHHH. . . . . . ayan ang ibedensya.  O divah . . . a week that was nga . Sino kaya ang susunod?

THE FUTURE BLOGGER . . .  BALLY BALYENA

Another new venture and a new world for me.  Last weekend. . .  saturday to be exact that’s October 25,2008,  The 2nd Mindanao Bloggers Summit . . .  just in time when i started learning ang tinatawag nilang BLOGGING.

Thanks to Mr. Avel Manansala a.k.a. Bariles at nabuksan ang aking kamalayan tungkol sa pag ba-blog and I am very excited na umpisahan ang bago kong pagkakaabalahan . . .  ang  pag ba-blog. 

A pose during the Bloggers Summit

A proof that i was there....

I feel so glad that I was there. This is it. . .  i am taking off and start things right with BLOGGING.  I hope I am going to share thoughts and lessons that life has thought me.

I can’t remember exactly how did we arrive in my moms’ parent home, it seems that I just woke up in a bonggalow house they have in a place they call Don Mariano Marcos. 

We stayed with them together with some of my cousins and aunts who took care of our grandparents.  The community was another typical underdeveloped place where my mom was born and raised.  According to the people around us the family was one among the well off  families there.

It was already in my middle 5th grade when we transfered so I was forced to embrace another environment in school and in the community as well.  Two of my aunts are teachers in the same school where I continued my studies.

I even cried on the first day that I went to school because of a strange feeling I cannot explain. . .  fear maybe. . .  shame . . .  i do not actually know.  But I had to do it because I got no choice.

There I had to live a life that I never expected,  I have to go through after having tried the life of being a little on top we went actually down and find myself doing the unexpected.

“Ice drop polar!!!!!!” there i was selling that around the community plus of course going house to house to my regular customer to sell numbers for the last two digit.  It was fun yet i didnt notice that it did snatch the childhood days of mine. Depriving myself the simple life that that a child  suppose to enjoy.

There I saw my mom face the challenges she has to go through in providing our needs and hers as well but we never knew she started to have problems with work and misunderstanding with her family.  This led into a bigger conflict which eventually took us to another leap. .  to another place . .  to another community. . . . .