Happy New Year, everyone!
I am writing this while seated outside the emergency department of East Avenue Medical Center (and posting this several hours later while waiting for my live report here at the NLEX command center). Thankfully, there are no cases of firecracker related injuries so I have the time to write a short blog post about this eventful year.
Looks like I’ll be greeting 2019 here, alongside devoted colleagues who have accepted the fact that media practitioners spend the holidays on the job.
30, 5, 3, 1 – these are milestones in my life.
This year, I turned 30.
I used to dread growing old…to the point of declaring that I only want to live until the age of 40. But here I am at 30 and I feel like I am on top of the world, despite various setbacks.
At 30, I finally accepted the fact that I cannot please everyone, that I do not have to feel bad about people who don’t care about me (or worse, hate me). I feel like I am going through another cycle of adulthood as I try to set my priorities straight again. Hopefully, I finish my MA next year and then I can decide what to do with the rest of my life.
This year, I celebrated my 5th year in media.
I am a late bloomer. It took me 4 years after college before having the courage to try journalism. And it has been the best decision I ever made. Being a journalist has given me purpose in life. It has kept me on my toes and has made me want to improve myself so I may better serve the people.
Five years is actually not that long and at times I regret not going into media earlier but my past work with cause-oriented groups has also helped me become the journalist I am right now. Since I consider myself a young journalist, I am able to remain humble and be open to learning from others.
This year, Ivan and I celebrated our 3rd anniversary.
It was without fanfare. We did not even go on a date because we were too busy working on our little project (which I hope to write about next time). But I did not feel bad about it. I have learned to let go of rituals and expectations that do not really serve me any purpose.
To both of us, three years feels like not enough time. What I do know is that I have spent the best years with him. No other person has made me this happy. Everything feels just right. And I am excited to spend the rest of my years with him.
And finally, this year, I celebrated my first year with ABS-CBN.
In college, I told myself that I will never do TV work. I was (still am) an awkward kid who did not know how to behave in front of the camera or with a large group of people. But I’ve taught myself to be more outgoing and confident. I am a work-in-progress. There are days when I would feel awfully insecure but focusing on the story helps me forget about trivial things.
I decided to try TV because I believe that video is king and that through broadcast (plus online) I am able to reach the widest audience. It has not been easy. And until now I am still adjusting but I am happy with the stories that I do and the people that I’ve met along the way.
To all of you who have helped me in my stories, went out of their way to agree to an interview or introduce me to a friend who served as my source, THANK YOU SO MUCH! Everlasting gratitude also to my media friends and my family, who have comforted me during trying times. I would not have survived 2018 without you guys. Indeed, it takes a village (the Universe, rather) to raise a young journo like me.
Despite my frustrations with society in general, 2018 has been good to me. I am very hopeful for next year. Now, if only humans can reverse climate change…
Thanks to Japan’s fastest bullet train, we arrived in Tokyo from Osaka in less than three hours. We went straight to Shibuya, our home for the next two days.
First order of business was for my parents to take a photo with the famed Hachiko statue outside Shibuya station. And then, of course, we had to try the Shibuya Crossing – one of the busiest intersections in the world. Like any tourist, we crossed even if we didn’t need to. 😀 Continue reading
In my last post, you read about our busy day at Kyoto, straight from a red-eye flight from Manila.
For the second installment of my Japan blog series, I’m going to share with you our experience during our brief stay in Osaka.
Visiting Osaka, the second biggest metropolitan area in Japan, is my favorite part of our trip. What’s not to love when there is so much to see and experience without spending a lot (well, compared to Tokyo)? Continue reading
Last June, my family flew to Japan for a vacation. And with only four days to spare, we took on the challenge of visiting three of its most popular cities — Kyoto, Osaka and Tokyo.
I figured that since it will probably take us a while before we went back to Japan, we might as well see as many places as possible.
Of course I later realized that while it was doable, it was terribly exhausting. Nevertheless, we accomplished our goal and went home with a luggage full of pasalubong and hearts filled with wonder. If you’re my Facebook friend, you can check out the video of our trip here. Continue reading
Today, I was assigned to do a story on the students who will be affected by the proposed budget cut of the Commission on Higher Education. We stayed at CHED the whole afternoon and talked to the students applying for Tulong Dunong or waiting for their checks.
Five of them agreed to be interviewed. The last one was a 2nd year student from PUP.
Jovelyn, who is taking up secondary education, told us that her father was a carpenter and her mother did laundry. She said that while she does not have to pay for tuition at PUP, she spent P200 a day on food and transportation since they live in Bicutan. Continue reading
A few months ago, I picked up crocheting as a hobby. It was something that I learned on my own as a high school student (from the pages of an illustrated crochet manual from Book Sale). I guess I decided to try it again after rekindling my interest in crafts, which is now trendy in the Philippines.
(Skip this part and go to the Divisoria Trip subhead if you get bored)
I first tried making paper flowers (thanks to a class at CraftMNL) and while the result was fabulous, it was time consuming and required a lot of space (I live in a tiny condo unit).
Earlier this month, I found myself dining with other journalists on a 200-year-old table which was used to entertain the likes of Jose Rizal, local elites and members of the royal families from Russia, Cambodia and Japan. As I finished my slice of Canonigo cake, I thought about how good the food – with recipes dating back to the 19th century – tasted.
Around us were paintings of Malang, Amorsolo and other famous painters. But what made me return to that place were several pieces of yellow and fragile paper tucked away in one of the display cases.
The first time I visited Leon Gallery was earlier this year when I reported about their first quarter auction, which included letters from Andres Bonifacio to his close friend Emilio Jacinto.
The letters were deemed rare, according to curator Lisa Nakpil, because Bonifacio was “a man on the run.” Continue reading