The Emancipation of Jun-jun

Today’s the last day that I’ll be sitting in this chair. Today’s the last day that I’ll be typing down the songs that I’ll be playing. Today’s the last day that I’ll have to choose songs from our daily playlist. Today’s the very last day that my voice would be heard on the airwaves of Davao City.

For the past 3 years, radio has been my life…It has been my daily routine to go on board every day and play my own and my listener’s favorite songs…For three years I’ve made so many friends in the workplace…I created some very important friendships outside…And I truly treasure their goodness and effort just to be with us. It’s such a blessing to be a part of some other people’s lives with the medium that we have…

Honestly, I truly feel privileged to be among the few who’ve had this chance of being a part of the radio industry here in the city. It’s like winning a lotto jackpot prize or being chosen as a Pinoy Big Brother housemate…Many are called but few are chosen indeed!

When I grow old and when I talk to my grandsons and daughters, I would gladly tell them that once in my lifetime, I became a disc jockey…that I once had the chance to touch other people’s lives with the songs that I played and with the messages that I get to tell my audience…The more than three years on radio has shape my whole personality and will always be one of the most salient part of my life…

Thanks to all those who have been a part of my journey this past 3 years… Whether we’ve had a great or not-so-great relationship, remember that I consider you all a very part of that journey and I wanna convey my sincerest gratitude to you all for being a part of it… As they say, goodbye is not forever, in fact it’s just a beginning of grander things to come…who knows we might meet again and get along…who knows!

Well it’s time for Iran to go…It’s time to move on…THANK YOU GUYS…LOVE YOU ALL…I’ll never forget you…till next time…chao!:)

I’m late today at work. I woke up late and I just can’t get my butt off the bed. I was supposed to do an adlib at around 6:20, but I wasn’t able to. I was late for about 30 minutes, blame it on the traffic (haha!)

When I arrived I immediately changed the songs cued by the technician and composed myself. I was still so sleepy and the dim lights inside the booth, just didn’t help to perk me up. Five minutes later the phone rang, still half-awake, I answered & got one of the biggest shocks of my life! I could feel a sense of amazement as I slowly recount and recognize the voices that I’m hearing from the other line. On the other line, was a very familiar voice & I just can’t believe that I’m talking to them.

Dude! I haven’t even introduced myself yet to my listeners at that time, yet I got myself talking to a gangsters of amusing characters in another radio station live on air! Man! I could hardly talk when they asked me silly questions like "Nganong katol ang kigwa" and the likes…It was one of their gimmicks in their morning show…calling up and waking up clueless listeners and non-listeners, and at that time, I was their helpless victim.

I know that I’m really sexually pre-occupied & green-minded and my friends know about that one. But talking dirty on air, is the last thing that I have in mind.  I pretended like  nothing really happened and entertained them with my antics with class (duh!). But I was just caught off guard at that time so I wasn’t able to show-off everything…

At one bright shining moment, I got to talk on the air, not at work, but at a competing radio station. I say it’s a bright and shiny one for I was able to tame myself and I haven’t freaked-out all through out that brief encounter.

I guess the "PAPA’s" of that radio station has found the real "papa" that they’ve been missing all this time. And he’s still sleepy right now and he just want to consider that incident as one of his funniest & weirdest dream so far!

Am I still in the stage of denial? Man! I still can’t believe that it happened to me…wooohhh what a day!

I hate the world today! It’s so superficial! It’s all about the glitz…Most of the time, you don’t get to know what’s real and what’s not. Next thing you know, you’re caught up in a big conspiracy or a big lie that you just have to deal with.

Well, I’ve learned to let go. I’ve learned that you sometimes need to play the game to survive. As they say, weeping and crying all day long won’t do you good, for when you weep and cry the world won’t weep and cry with you…It’s all your loss. No one will ever help you out but only you yourself. Well family and friends will always come to the rescue, but in the end it’s your battle and you have to fight it out all alone.

Every day is a battle…in a harsh and cruel world, dealing with harsh & cruel people is inevitable…Oftentimes, you don’t even know that they’re like that in the first place, (which is for me the hardest part to take in). I resolve to fight all my battles and be the best person that I can be, rather than be on to their level. I’d play their game…Yes!, but I’ll make sure to keep it real!