MY VERY FIRST DAY!!!

Hi guys! welcome to my new and fresh blog well guess what this is my first time to do this blog thingy and I hope it will be a rewarding experience to me and to all the readers as well.

I am experiencing birth pains now, and it reminds me of your first breath of life when we were born. So since this is my first time to post an article about myself. I will talk about my experiences about "all of first" that i can remember:

My first encounter with a bee hive >_<.

hahahahah when I was 5 yrs old I love playing under the mango tree at a vacant lot in front of our house when all of a sudden i saw a hive, well back then i didnt know that was a hive of bees. So I decided to climb up the tree and hit the hive with a stick. Of course the angry bees will definitely sting me. So they did, I fell on the tree and ran as fast as I could....gosh I was swelling red and the pain was unbearable so my parents took me to the hospital. Fortunately i survive, the funny thing about it is that when the doctor ask me "who stung you" i said to him "I was bitten by bad flies". hahahaha and the doctor laughed at me. haaayzzz what a memory.

My first kiss ^_^

hmmmmm it was a gloomy day, when me and my childhood friend name Aiza went out to play at our backyard, when suddenly it rained, then we decided to take shelter in a tree. Then she said to me "I want to go home can you carry me?" , I said "sure" I carried her all the way from our house to theirs, then when i put her down she called me and kissed me in the lips. hahahaha then she ran inside their house at that time I did not know what to do, hahaha im getting goose bumps already just thinking of it...hahaah sometimes its really funny to think about the past.

My first embarrassing moment

I was 12 yrs old back then when this event happened, it was after my classes when i decided to go to play on the walls of Intramuros near Mapua, by the way I took my elementary education in Letran College. Then on my way down the slope there was 2 poles on both ends with a chain hanging over. So i decided to ran down and jump over the chains unfortunately my foot got caught on the chains and i fell face flat on the hard cement road (lol so stupid of me). All of the college students and passers by saw me and told me "Hey you, How many frogs did you catch?". Up to now i cant still forget that moment.


My first pain of losing someone you love so much.

This was the time when I was in second year high school. This experience really change the way I looked at life and how delicate life is, Life is really short so try to live it with out most importance. At my early age me and my whole family encountered a tragedy. On April 2, 2001 my brother Francis was brutally murdered by two hired men that were tasked to ambush my parents. It was late that afternoon when I last saw my brother alive, I was in my friends house playing, when he ran to my friends and left a message to the helper that i needed to go home because he needs to get to the hospital to bring some things for my brother Dale who was in the hospital at that time. When I went out of the gate of my friend's house I felt a weird feeling that something is not right. However I didn't pay much attention to it and decided to get home and lock the doors and go out again to play. Late in the afternoon i was playing volleyball together with my friends when one of our neighbors approach me and said "That my brother got shot!" I automatically ran into our house and saw that my sister is already there but left to go to the crime scene. After that I want to go there too but my neighbors didn't allow me because of the security at that very moment I didn't know what to do at my young age I was so confused and overwhelmed of what is happening. Then one of our close friends came crying and then she gave me a hug and a kiss and told me that my brother past away. When i heard those words my world fell apart, i just fell into the ground, cried and shouted NO! MY BROTHER IS NOT DEAD! When we went into the hospital, I hugged him and cried hard and confusing myself that he is just sleeping. haayzzzz im sorry but i can't talk about it more. However this experience taught me many things in life. It taught me how to value life and time, my perception about things changed.

Like all first times we learn something from it and sometimes our first is at most always a failure. However let not this first time events in our life hinder what we want to achieve in life. Hence let this be your stepping stone in achieving more and improving yourself. Always think about What can you do to be better and not What did I do to make it wrong. Especially when we get used to something we use, an author we love or even a brand of clothing we wear. The trick here is to always keep an open mind into everything. Let yourself mourn for the experiences that you think you failed then make it as a fuel to stand up again and improve yourself.

In life the only things that are constant is change and wisdom. Take a moment to reflect on the things you've done the first time and you are now hesitant to try it again. Remember that you just need to pick yourself and then try it again until you get it. ^_^