why does it have to be me? always, ALWAYS me. we were at the ortigas center yesterday to work on an assignment interview that we need for a paper. it was a spur of the moment decision so we didn't exactly have a concrete plan on our minds. so when we got there we basically stalled for a while. walking... not exacty sure where we're headed for. think radio station. think ortigas. what comes to mind? strata, right? so we went there and as it turned out, no AM station occupies a space. fine. we were standing on the sidewalk discussing our next move when i felt something drop on my arm. how could it be raining? i looked at the sky and it was clear... i looked at my arm and.... shit! bird shit! yuuucccckkkkk!


so back to my dilemma. why does it have to be me? imagine! the possibilty, the probabilty, the c-h-a-n-c-e-s of it happening to you in the wide ortigas plane... zero! dapat zero diba? o sige, one. pero bakit nga ako? saken? huhuhu.... i'm cursed.


ofcourse gabby saw it as the perfect opportunity to taunt me. and he did for the rest of the day. when it seemed like the ordeal has been forgotten.. you know, move on with our lives. walk... execute our mission he would shout. "iiiilllllllaaaaaagg!" kaasar.


but it was really funny. so feel free to laugh.


am satisfied we atleast got sensible ideas from jacq the dj. it wasn't exactly handful but i can find my way to a full article. during the interview i asked her about "payola." and was she surprised! "ba't mo alam yon?" was i not supposed to? hehe... but heck she admitted that it is true. that it is indeed happening. that recording companies will actually shell out big bucks to bribe radio stations to play their talent's record. according to her, its the station managers who receive it. "eh ang mga dj nakakatanggap ba?" asked ruthie...
"i don't want to answer that.." mmm... mukhang guilty!


when i was in highschool and was going through the whole FM craze i was a constant participant in all radio discussions, on-air requests, poll reactions and all the gimmicks they had to offer. i wanted to be a dj. people would ask me what i plan to do with my life and i would answer straight-be a dj and play music. i remember recording my stuff, ya know... doing my own radio program. aliw. i don't know how i lost the thing for it but i did. and this assignment is making me reminisce. sigh.