For you…my love

You have waited for this for 15 years… I know it was torture for you..

Genel Mayo-Bayarong
Genel Mayo-Bayarong

We’ve built a family together.. You gave me 3 lovely kids,  they tortured you for 15 years And they will continue too do it for plenty of years to come…  I know it was torture for you..

Sometimes I make you cry, sometimes I make you sick because of all the thing I expected you to do.. I know it was torture for you..

I have a short temper, I don’t like fancy cloths even if you think I should wear them so I look good, I’m not an outgoing person.. I know it was torture for you..

Romantic, being sweet and expressing love is not my trait.. i know it was torture for you..

This is the way I love, it may not be perfect but I have tried but thats the way i do it….

I admire you very much.. why you may ask?… your still here so torture may not be that effective for you.

Today I fulfill my promise to you. I promised you that if I get to the 100% mark I would merry you. But here’s the thing.. the first time I met you, i knew your the girl for me, I was already 100%, i was just teasing you for 15 years… I know it was torture for you..

You have stuck with me through thick and thin, highs and lows, happy and sad moments in life.

You are my inspiration, I have learned to be patient, to love, to cook, to clean the house, to be a responsible father to our kids, to be gentle and sometimes to be firm, to be loyal and to live life.

You are my queen, my princess (even if Nica keeps trying to dethrone you), my love and my life.

I love you with all my life..


I survive Multimedia Journalism

It was nothing serious; it was just fun rather than anything else. It was a long shot.

I was thinking who the hell am I to expect anything from Ateneo even more from the Asian Center for Journalism (ACFJ).

I filed my application on the day of the deadline, I was in Subic and it was a Friday, meaning it would be received by the university the next day, a day past the deadline.

To make the story short I passed, I got the email, got a call and finally got the confirmation… I survived.

The first week inside the campus was hell… but in a good way.

It was one week of information overload, it may be the most intensive one week of my life and we had to produce a multimedia report the last day, I had no video editing experience all I know was to shoot photographs and write… but I survived.

I knew nothing about mixing up video, audio, photo, text, info graphics, etc to make a single report before being admitted in the multimedia journalism program.

I did not even know how to use the video capability of the camera I was using…. but I survived.

The program also made me understand the current situation of the journalism world including its business side both for the company and for the journalists.

Gone are the days when a team will compose of a writer, a photographer/videographer, lights man, sound guy, an editor and another team of personnel manning the OB van to transmit a report.

We were trained to do all of this……. and survived.

Been there… done that… move forward. A happy moment after my Multimedia Journalism final project defense at Ateneo de Manila University. Photo by Kat Palasi
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