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Most of the time when I meet someone, whether a new acquaintance, or an old friend or a schoolmate, and learned that I am already married with two kids, they'll be shocked and ask me a lot of questions of why(s) or what happened or how did I became what I am now (or sometimes tease me and laugh). Well I guess, as far as I am concerned, I look young to be a family man.

I remember someone I know told me, "Ha?! May anak ka na? Ang bilis ah!". Or, "Ayos ah, mukhang nadale ka agad ah". Or, "Hindi namin ineexpect, ikaw pala mauuna sa batch natin...". Another said, "(I'll be safe) I learned from you...". The last seems there something implied with his statement but I didn't care.

It is true, I am a young father. I am only 28 and I am already married and have 2 kids.

To be honest, my life changed when I got married. Who wouldn't? But I chose to marry my wife. Heck, I asked God for her. You see, when Gie and I were still in the gf/bf stage, we got into this big fight that led to a break-up. What is the reason? Well, that's probably for another story. Anyway, knowing myself to be someone who'll give all when it comes to love, I went to church after the breakup and prayed. I was so broken hearted that I stood on my knees and asked that I don't want someone else and that I want to be with her for the rest of my life.

God probably heard me and viola, she got pregnant and we got married. I know it was wrong to get her pregnant first before we got married and for the fact that it was a great mistake as far as our religion is concern but shit happens. We're still humans but it was a choice I made and I will choose it again without a doubt. It was said that what we did (we) will surely feel God's anger. I guess we did felt that and it was a pain to ask His forgiveness. We experienced a lot of troubles which one might say that it is just normal to feel for a new couple to experience those troubles but it really felt it was different. So far, we feel everything is alright now. It feels lighter than before. So, I guess all was forgiven.

Saying all of these doesn't mean I am now a saint and must be followed. I am still human. One who isn't perfect. One who still makes mistakes. But here's what I know. I can be a great father and I can learn from my mistakes.

I have been married for three (4) years now. And so far, everything is fine. Of course we are having some problems at times but who doesn't? As far as I am concerned, I am happy being a father. It is hard to be a dad however seeing my children grow and being greeted by them every after work is a treasure. Enough to make me strong everyday and continue to reach my goals as well as my family's future in life.

Now you know where I'm coming from.

“Be Who You Are and Say What You Feel Because Those Who Mind Don't Matter and Those Who Matter Don't Mind.” -- Dr. Seuss

Ok, for a long time I used my first name placed up on my blogger address. Now, I have updated it. I placed there my blog's title but it looks like it is being used by other blogger user (I don't know who). So, I changed the name and just placed "A" at the beginning of the title and removed the letter "S" on the word "Blogs" 'coz I figured this is just one blog anyway.

Yes this may not be significant to you but, hey, I'm just building my blog's identity here.

Old Name: Not So Daedal Blogs (http://wyrlo.blogspot.com)

New Name: A Not So Daedal Blog (http://anotsodaedalblog.blogspot.com)

So, update your bookmarks and keep following my posts.

One thing is for sure. That I am not the disco or party kind of guy.

Yeah, yeah, call me kill joy or old school all you want but I just didn't felt the fun or rush in disco-ing (if there's such a term).

Well, you see, I just came from a masquerade ball and on the last part of the program there's like a disco party where loud music fills the whole auditorium and bangs your ears. The crowd went crazy and tried to be happy with the music in background.

Two of my friends kept on asking me to go at the stage and join them with the crowd and dance. I went along and got into the stage and started jumping as this what they seem to be doing. I tried to dance and trust me it wasn't a good sight but I was there just to experience the fun of it. However, I never did.

I started to sweat within my suit. I kept on "dancing" as I see my friends seems to be enjoying but still I don't feel what they are experiencing yet I carried on. I jumped, made scary faces, shouted, howled and went on like some patient in a mental institution. Still I felt no joy. So, after quite some time, I asked a friend if she wants to drink something and get out of the stage. She agreed and we had some water. (Yup, you read it right - W-A-T-E-R).

So, as I looked back at the crowd, it made me think... disco probably is not my thing. I like the music but going crazy at the stage? Not sure if liked it but yeah I probably am not the type that party wildly. Bummer!

Hmm... I think I'm more like a slow dance kind of guy? What do you think?