My Home City
Have you heard of the term " home-friend"? It is a term use for friends that have seen how you grew and that person that knows you to your very core. They saw and witness the most darkest and lowest part of your life and stuck by you, disregarding your flaws but never will they tolerate you for the things you've done wrong. They are incredibly rare and very hard to find, but when you do, it will feel like having a safe place in person. For me, I met two of my home friends here in the city which also I call my home city.
I was born in Pototan and lived there until I was 11 and then lived in Tigbauan until I was 14 but for some reason I never felt at home in this two different places like I do in Iloilo City.
In my experience, when you isolate your self in the place where you are born or grow up in, you deprived yourself knowledge that can only be gotten though experience. You'll miss interesting perspectives and won't witness beauty beyond the bridges of your town. Iloilo is a place where different people from different places come together, especially when you're in a university. As I said in many other essays and blogs, I love talking to people and learning from their stories but also there are a lot of people who also wants to hear my story; what I like, what I love, my hobbies etc. and this gave me the opportunity to find different subcultures.
MassCom Circle After Party
ViceRylle Babies Fandom
In Iloilo City I found people that gets me. People that because we have common interests, became my close friends and family.
TSA Family
People that taught the different aspects of life, influenced and honed me to be the person that I am supposed to be.
"Equipped" ENC Convention
The first time I studied in the city, I taught that I'll never fit in and I can never be more wrong because now it is the place that I can relate to more than the place I was born in. Iloilo City is my home city.
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