The DJ who's not a DeeJay

This is the first and longest blog I've managed since 2007. I wasn't new to writing then. It was just a new venue for me to publish my thoughts and other opinions, which I wanted to share online.

My earliest writing contributions would be in the newsletter of my college Math Club.  Also during college, I programmed my own computer journal, inspired by Doogie Howser. My entries weren't as profound as those of the teenage genius doctor, but at least they got me into the mood of writing daily entries.

Fast forward to 8 years later, when I created my own music website and started writing articles featuring Filipino music artists and music-related information. 

I've been writing professionally for my website, but I didn't have any other avenue for personal writing. This is where Google's Blogger came in handy as a simple platform to create and publish. I was also fortunate to be a part of a large, diverse group of bloggers, and we would often cross paths during invited events. It was a fun group, and blogging provided me with not only writing content but also forging lasting friendships with co-bloggers of different backgrounds and interests.

There came a time when I had 10 blogs of different interests, from music to poetry to photography to humor. One of my blogs also became a finalist for the Philippine Blog Awards in 2010. 

Blogging has been part of my life until today. I also got to acquaint myself with my girlfriend, whom I eventually married. 

Here are my main blogs:

• The DJ Who's Not A DeeJay - www.jaydj.net
• Marikina Life - www.marikinalife.com
• Gagong Kasabihan - www.gagongkasabihan.com

I'm referring to my ballpen which I was able to consume to the last drop of ink. The Barry Manilow song comes to mind cause "we made it." To put it in a clearer perspective, I have a higher probability of misplacing and eventually losing a pen than consuming its entire ink capacity.

My ballpen ran out of ink while I was at KFC earlier today filling out a bunch of government forms. I had to buy a new one immediately. Too bad there wasn't any pen like the one I had... only some puny ballpens which I was forced to choose from.

The other day though, I remember using my pen while brainstorming for lyrics. And so I dedicate this to you, my beloved pen. Forgive me for I have to replace you. Do not despair, you have served me well.

I write the songs that make the whole world sing
I write the songs of love and special things
I write the songs that make the young girls cry
I write the songs, I write the songs