A List of Firsts

Tell us about your first day at something — your first day of school, first day of work, first day living on your own, first day blogging, first day as a parent, whatever.

This was supposed to be part of my writing prompts series and was supposed to be up on Oct 29th but I have been just so lazy and cramming to meet working hour requirements. And then I just forgot. But I thought this was an interesting topic to talk about and there’s so much to explore. So, now almost a year later, I am writing about it anyway, just not part of my 365 Days of Writing Prompts series. Coincidentally, I also came across this blog post about Journal Prompts for the List Lovers, where the author also included this topic.

I thought this was an interesting writing prompt and there’s so much to explore. I want to write about some of my firsts:

My first day of work

I had my first job when I was 19 at probably the most famous fast food chain in the Philippines, Jollibee. It was the perfect first job I think and I always speak fondly of it. I think if you are a teenager looking for a part-time job, please consider working at Jollibee. I do not remember much about my first day, but what I will take away from is that on that day, I met one of my closest friends ever – Mine. We met in May 2005 and we are still friends now. I cannot believe it has been 16 years since then.

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I also had my first boyfriend while working at Jollibee. I mean, when you are surrounded by people who are the same age as you, it is inevitable. Almost everyone is pretty much coupling up. Even most of our managers are only like 4-5 years older than us. So yeah, I had a lot of firsts here. That includes my first kiss, but honestly, I really don’t remember my first kiss. I’m pretty sure it was with my first boyfriend though. I’m also sure it was not anything special. It was probably during work and I had to kiss him before going back. I don’t know. We only dated for a couple of months, because I think it was too fast, too soon for him. I actually found him on Facebook a few years ago and he seems happy with his family. Good for him, I think that’s what he’s always wanted even from such a young age.

My first day living on my own

I moved out of our house in May 2009 and it was kind of extreme because I packed a suitcase and a backpack and moved to Baguio City. I literally moved to a city 6 hours away from where my family is. LOL. When I moved out, I really moved out! It was not just moving to a house a few minutes away. I was literally in another province and I can’t just go back if I want to.

I guess during the first few months, I didn’t really have to live independently because I rented a room in my friend’s mother’s house in Baguio. But of course, it’s still a very big change if you have lived with your family, your whole life and then all of a sudden, you’re on your own. It really prepared me for the next 5 years I spent in Baguio with a roommate.

Having said that, I have never lived alone though. It is either with my family, a roommate, or roommates. Honestly though, while I would definitely want privacy, I still prefer living with at least one person rather than living by myself.

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First concert

My first concert was when I was 12 or 13 and it was an Eraserheads concert! It was at my grade school and they invited Eheads for a school concert so of course, I just had to go! I really don’t remember much, unfortunately, but I think it is pretty cool that Eheads is my first concert ever.

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First time solo trip across town

It is definitely not across town. LOL. I would consider my first solo trip was a trip to my father’s province when I was also around 12 or 13. My father and I visited his relatives in the province for the summer, but of course, he had to go back to the city for work. For some reason, I asked to be left behind and spent a week with my cousins. We agreed that I will spend the entire summer there and that he would come back the next weekend to bring me clothes that I can use for the summer. However, when my father came back that weekend, he said we were going home because my mother misses me. Haha. Looking back, I think that was when my thirst for solo travel started.

But, if we are going to talk about solo travel, then my first solo trip was to Bali in 2017. I’m not going to rehash all of that because I wrote about that trip here.

I actually miss traveling by myself! I really want to, but at the same time, I’m afraid of feeling lonely these days. I’m blaming this freaking pandemic!

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I definitely need a new writing prompt. I hate that I didn’t finish the last one that I started. LOL. I will try to recheck that and see if there are questions or topics in that ebook that I feel like answering. Stay tuned!


Inspired by this ebook, “365 Days of Writing Prompts” posted here.

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