Went To The City After A Long While

 Yesterday Friday, March 24 I went to the city after a long while. It's the usual day for me doing some important transaction in the city. I went to the city around noon time 30 minutes past 12 and arrive in the city 20 minutes past 1 pm. I had lunch in Ribshack Iloilo I love eating here because of the size of their rib steak - spareribs, baby backribs and also barbecue, mackerel etc. and because they have unlimited rice regardless of what you will order and the lemonade taste quite good. 

I then went to have a good sit up massage of my body from mute-deaf massage therapists and they really have some good hands to take care of my stiff body.  

Went to buy some liniment oil, katialis soap, eyedrop in Botica China, inhaler, bought some lottery tickets and a pack of cashew nuts. I then proceeded to SM City Iloilo bought some groceries there (detergent and laundry bars, powdered milk, a liter and a half of Coca Cola, Hershey's chocolate etc. 

I saw so many people going around shopping in the mall, but I was drawn and attracted to three attractive gorgeous men I saw there. One in the supermarket grocery department he looks good - short hair about 5 feet 7 inches tall gorgeous Spanish eyes they look sharp but very attractive as with the most features of his face. Another man I saw in the circular railing in the center of the mezzanine with the opening to the lower ground floor. He wears a pink shirt and have high ponytail undercut man bun. I could not really make out of his face because I was about 5 - 6 meters away from him and I am in a hurry to leave. Just went I am about to ride a taxi going to the jeepney terminal a man in a long hair pass by my side. He has a Chinese or Japanese eyes (I don't want to offend anyone by a term so I just prefer the race) and very long hair and looks clean and neat in his face and the way he dresses rocking a loose T-shirt and pants. It was a smooth sail at home with just a little traffic. It was somehow embarrassing in the jeepney as my hands hold on the railing above my head to I feel asleep and after a while I was awakened when I lose grip of my hold on the handrail above my head disturbing women sitting beside me they giggle because I was awakened by my deep sleep which I did twice unfortunately after that I was not able to sleep again. I am so tired because I could not sleep the other night (or should I say early morning) and when I went to the city, I was sleepy. 

At home I just have a good dinner and went to do some blogging and spend the rest of the night watching Youtube videos about creepy and crime stories (shout out to Tagalog Crime Stories, Lazy Masquerade, Nick Crowley). 

Significant Events In My Life

These are some of the significant events in my life based on what I can remember. I try to remember vividly many of these things as much as possible and although I can remember the specific dates of some, I lost track of time, and the specific dates escaped my memory to many of the other events mentioned here. 

March 13, 1984 - I was born at 10:50 am on this day in ALEOSAN District Hospital in Barangay Bancal, Alimodian, Iloilo, Philippines as the first and eldest child of a housewife who is a former nutrionist in Tuguegarao, Cagayan and a head teacher in Alibango Elementary School.

1987 - 1989 - I have a good toddler year I use to play with my childhood friend. I am a little naughty tyke to likes to wrestle by playmate and share toys. I am a bit naughty and crawling around the house each time mom is not nearby. I remember she told me that one day she went to wash clothes outdoors and I crawled towards her but our house is a bit elevated by 6 inches from the ground so when I crawled towards her, I fell to the ground of earth and smeared my body with soil dirt and some of my teeth fell off and fragments of them still remains in my mouth up to this day.

March 15, 1989 - The day when my grandmother died. She was 72 years old then. She is a very religious woman who always goes to church regularly every Sundays and every feast day of saints. She is a member of the Catholic Womens League and also of the charismatic movement because there is always a prayer meeting in our ancestral house where we are still living up to this day but somehow changed through the years. Every prayer meeting in our house, there are always lots of people attending and there some snacks afterwards. During the Lenten Season, she used to prepare lunch for the apostles to eat after their prayers as it is a tradition here during Holy Week that apostles visit each house for prayer and to commemorate the Last Supper of Christ.

I vividly remember grandma because she is so sweet and kind. I always go to her bedside even when she is sick to ask for his comfort whenever my mother would scold me or hit me with something to punish me if I did something wrong. 

1989 - I can't exactly remember the date but I can still recall this memory when I was still very young or say I am a toddler then. One time my father brought me to the city. I am not older than 6 years old then. 

1989 - The year when I first went to school as a daycare pupil. The school is just in the old convent of our Catholic parish church. Our close relative who is also our neighbor generously volunteer to bring me to school every day and I am so eager and excited always to go to school. I remember she guided me through my writing by making a mark on the paper using her fingernail for me to follow and trace with a pencil and that's how I learned how to write. I can't exactly remember who my first teacher in school is, but I am grateful for that teacher who taught me basic rudiments of writing, storytelling. 

At night my father used to tell me stories from children's books usually folk tales and some are good children's books. 

As an elementary school principal, he used to receive book donations from other countries most especially from USA he brought most of these book donations to the school library to which he serves which is a barangay school. The few excesses of these books remained at home for us to read and I am happy I can read many of them there are language books, science books and children's books. 

One funny incident I can remember when I was about 4 or 5 years old around 1988 - 1989 when my father brought me to the city. It was one of his bad decisions - to bring me with him to the city at a very young age.

First Post - Introduction

I intended to create this blog the other day March 20th but then I forgot about this because I was so engrossed with my game livestreaming yesterday of The Sims 4 with a new expansion pack Growing Together that I forgot doing this all together. So today is the day when I made this blog about my personal diary for everyone to see. 

I was in my grade school when we created journal entry composition for our English subject that I learned about diary which is an account of a personal life or event written on a specific date. It also helped that during those times I am frequently listening to a daily afternoon Hiligaynon-language radio drama called Dear Diary where senders tell their true to life romantic stories that I realize and appreciate the essence of a diary. In my later years, I learned about one of the most popular diaries ever written - the diary of Anne Frank.  I learned that not only it expresses thoughts but also helps the future generation understand what happened in the past as this acts as one of the "time machines" we can use to go back in time. 

This is my personal diary - a daily, weekly or even monthly accounts of what is going on with my life. I will also express my thoughts, my feelings, my sentiments and opinions on this page albeit make it as safe and as gentle as possible but I could not assure that I could not write strong statements on this page on any given situation, issue or events. I will also give the readers the privilege of writing their comments, feedback or opinion about this page, but I would appreciate it more if you give more suggestions to what I can do about this page like the layout or design of this page or maybe you can suggest about a particular stories, news or issues you want me to have my own opinion on.  However, I wanted to make this clear in the very beginning that all the posts here are solely my own views, experiences, thoughts, opinions, sentiments or feedback and has nothing to do with other people, places, events involved here so it is just my opinion. I hope you appreciate and understand my personal diary here because this will be my legacy I can tell the world about me. Thank you everyone!