The SUPPOSED-FIRST post

     Me and my guy friend are always at our high blood pressures when the blog-planning discussion suddenly drops to our head. Since summer is exactly spreading off its heat, we got the idea of having a sunny work loads which we could get good money to accumulate. So the fact that we are both PC geeks, we ended on having this stuff ~ yea, this crap you are facing now. I was really expecting this will be easier than talking it over and over again on the phone but wow, even I’m a sort of interesting in writing for any subject, I guess I should be more serious in here.

     Specifically, this guy friend I’ve mentioned earlier was my former admirer but then too bad on his part that he’s already committed with his fate. u-huh, u-huh, he got a girlfriend! Frankly, that’s surprising ‘coz it’s not really on his aurum to have one. Check it once. Ü sorry Banz (I mean to not mention it before. HAHAHA) Truth can be sometimes a good start of being rich. =) And going back to his position in regards to my life, I think it’s indeed long for me to narrate it here so I’m giving the pleasure to Banz. Hmm.. in addition to this, Banz is simply a non-breathing, literally retarded, programmer, web designer and my considered neighbor because their house is just a block away from ours. NOTE: block = 157 steps. Ow, before anything else, cheap I can say on how he met his gf. *article is coming very soon; 4 years to go*

     By the way, why did I set the title to supposed-FIRST post?

     It was Banz who chose the site supporter. O yea, I won’t be posting my old posts on my other blog if I took the chance to create our blog spot here in wordPress. Our not-supposed-FIRST-blog, obviously, the previous one was actually about his and my tut-tut *sounds as an annoying feedback*. Remember, Banz categorized that article under Blind items. HAHA, as if that person pays time to search another detonating article about HER. =)) Never mind. (EGO: hey ya, Arls (my name by the way, ehem :D), why are you stating such insignificant topics!? Work well. Forget about HER.) Knowing Banz, he’s kind of poor when it comes to creativity. erk. Perhaps that reason led him to adding the FIRST content! Cool.

     *wind hissed. about an hour. just imagine you’re with me, holding the fan in front of the beach, waiting for sunset.*

     Okay.

     Lately, while typing the introduction, hundreds of topics came rushing my brain saying “Rals, include me, please! If not, I’ll punch your esophagus!” .. But now I realized that my Short Term Memory Lost disorder (is it? a disease or WHAAT?!) haunted me again. How I miss Dory.

     Talking about FIRST, everybody must have plenty of them! Maybe I could list each slowly. s-l-o-w-l-y … … … regularly? Hmm.. When you hear the word FIRST, what comes to your mind FIRST? as in right now when you read it! (I’m being redundant with my words.. ahaha)

     When I was on my third grade, autographs or slum notes started to increase its publicity. And remembering what is commonly asked there are the FIRSTsss.. as in with three ’s’ at the end! FIRST kiss, FIRST love, FIRST FIRST, FIRST FIRST.. bla bla bla.

     Among these kinds of minor FIRSTsss, the most significant FIRST for me was when I FIRST stepped on my very FIRST school life. I think I was 5 years old when I entered nursery level. That’s when I had my FIRST enemy, FIRST formal teacher, FIRST seatmate in a class room, FIRST classroom, FIRST letters, FIRST drawing, FIRST backpack, FIRST bestfriends, FIRST FIRST, FIRST FIRST and FIRST FIRST.

     My psychology teacher taught us why it is very important to pamper children at their youngest age. (fetus?!) I realized then that without those FIRST things, I wouldn’t learn. I wouldn’t survive. That’s why I started to become thankful with every FIRST encounter to a particular mistake. It helps me to refrain from it and man, it’s really good to learn from your experiences!

     I would just describe here my one of a hundred simple FIRST.

     That FIRST conflict was an issue with my male classmate. He always teases me, pricks me and does anything that can plant me into madness (actually he’s the only one). Really irritating. But of course, as a lad, I usually tell to my relatives what bothers me so time definitely crawled fast and here comes my hot-headed auntie with smokes from her nose then PLAAAAAK, slammed my classmate’s chubby cheeks. Poor him. I got no idea that my auntie could have a child abuse record in the court that time. Good thing my classmate hasn’t called for a rematch. Ü

     What a hard time recalling those action-packed moments. Kids are absolutely entertaining by nature. =)

     WARNING : Banz, add more here! I’ll slap you today. >.<