I should wash your mind with soap right now! Sorry to disappoint you but it’s nothing sexual about this article. It’s all about those fluffy “firsts” in life. Like my first word; which was (calling mom… Voice mail?! I didn’t even know you had a voice mail!) “tata”; “dad” in Romanian. My first English word was “pie” thanks to Cartoon Network.
Let’s see: My first teddy bear was this little pink and green bear called “Puffy”. I couldn’t sleep without it and pretty much chewed on for quite a while. I even ate its nose! My first friend was a boy called Bogdan. We were inseparable till I moved on the other side of the city. All we did was playing Nintendo games, getting in trouble with neighbors; we took off every decorative sticker from all cars around our “territory” + fought with girls. We were bad ass!
My first memory… I remember a lot of stuff while I was a toddler yet there’s this one memory I’ll never forget, and it’s the oldest one I truly cherish. I went with my father to a toy store and he bought me cargo truck. I think it was my first decision in life too; he made me pick between two really cool trucks, one that transported an airplane and the other, which I instantly fell in love with, a cargo. That little bitch was the king of the roads for many years in the play grounds. Kids were so jealy!
My first pet was Max, a black and white cat who entertained us for quite a few years. I think my dad ran over it with his car, don’t remember exactly. All I know that my parents picked him up from the road and buried the little fur-ball in the garden near the biggest peach tree. Then we had more cats! (I’m a cat person by the way) Puffy, Pixie and my dearest of ’em all, Matyi (which died one week before I went to college abroad).
My first fear was, of course, the fear of darkness. I always had this bottle of water near the bed just in case I wake up thirsty in the middle of the night. Now it’s all about the Midnight, baby!
Err… My first crush was in the first grade. She was the smarty-pants, had the highest grades, longest hair. She was an angel! Never really talked to her; And we were neighbors! Her apartment was a door away from my best friend’s flat. I think she knew more about me than I of her. Kids, huh?
At the age of twelve or so I had my first kiss, second and third. There were only 3 girls on the street. One I kissed when the bullies arranged a fake marriage of me and this very nice girl I fancied, where we they made us kiss at the end of the ceremony. I looked discussed even though, deep down I was screaming out of happiness. Later on, two girls, friends of mine, visited me time to time. We played all sorts of scenarios. Usually ended up “married” with one of them and then with the other… They were constantly asking for mouth-to-mouth. And I was really serious with my role!
My first girlfriend appears in the second year of high school. A curvy girl with long black hair. You know how men usually seek girls that looks somewhat like their mothers? Well this one had kind of the same features. She was a sweetheart for about one year and a few months but then we broke up and today we don’t even say hello to each other. What a bitch, right?
My first gig/concert was in the north of Romania, at my grandparents hometown. I was about fourteen, drank beer for the first time and discovered quite a few local bands that no longer exist.
My first/favorite film, hmm, that’s a little bit difficult. It’s hard to pick the favorite one but I do remember Home Alone 2, Edward Scissor Hands and The Nightmare before Christmas.
My first purchased album was from a local boy band I loved during my teen years. Later on I took a sip of the international and never returned to the Romanian sounds. Blame it on P!nk! 😉
My first phone was a Bosch Com 509. Now it stays as a zombie apocalypse secondary weapon. Comment bellow and tell me what’s your first mobile! I’m curious how many of you had Nokia bricks!
And final, my first job is the one I have even today, a marketing manager position at a rent a car company. It pays well, it gives enough time to work on my personal things and, honestly, I’m quite happy here.
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