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I've been lurking in the Dooyoo lounge again and spotted a first experiences category, for some reason I thought I'd already bored you all with this one, but it seems I haven't so gird your loins and prepare to yawn. FIRST LOVE My cat Timmy at the age of four, seriously no man (or woman) has come close since. FIRST JOB Tesco's checkout as a 'Saturday' (and Wednesday evening) girl when I was 16 and still at school, I lasted 2 months and have had an aversion to tills ever since. My first full time job was as a lab assistant in Hendrefoelan (part of Swansea) University and I loved it. FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK Was at the grand old age of 18, my best friend at the time and I went for a stomp in the woods at dawn my favourite time of day. We picked fresh mushrooms (the wood was surrounded by fields festooned with mushrooms) and cooked them with bacon and eggs on a little gas camping stove for lunch. We were out all day worrying the wildlife, taking pictures and generally being prats. Later in the day just after a scary encounter with a stroppy mare Chris produced a bottle of warm Pomagne from his rucksack and we toasted my birthday, classy or what. There was another drink or two with my family when we got back home and I had to be put to bed. Best birthday ever...... cough.... FIRST TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM Watching The Fox and the Hound (Disney) on video with my girls, I had to leave the room. I avoid animal films because if anything bad happens to them... and it usually does... I go to pieces, and I've never seen the point of watching something that is so upsetting it makes you cry. However when I had children of my own I had to sit through harrowing things like Bambi that I'd managed to avoid in my own childhood. Curse you Disney and your tear jerkers FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL That would be my cat Timmy (see above) my parents had him put down when my sister developed asthma and the Doc told them it was partially due to an allergy to animal 'dander'. They told me they'd given him away, but my dad confirmed years later what I knew instinctively, that they'd had him whacked, they claimed that he was ill and it wasn't just because of my wheezy sister (I do love her, honest). I'm still not over it.... Can you tell?... The first special person I lost was my best friend, who died in a motor cycle accident with her boyfriend when she was only 18. We'd been friends since before we started school drifting apart for a while but always getting back together; she was chalk to my cheese and full of confidence and daring. She brought me out of myself and I grounded her. I've lost elderly family members since but heart breaking though that is there is something particularly awful about losing someone so young. FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN See above 'Timmy', touch wood I seem to have escaped having my heart broken by a mere human so far. FIRST CAR I can't drive but the first car I remember as a child was the family Morris 1000, I still remember the smell of the seats, I loved that little car. FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT I haven't had many but the earliest I can remember was when I was about 4 or 5 and playing with friends in their back garden. An elephant moth caterpillar was spotted crawling across the paving. None of us had seen anything like it ever before we didn't even know it was a caterpillar at the time, Julie and Mandy freaked out and insisted we kill it. They threw a board over it and Mandy demanded that we all jump on it. I remember trying to persuade them very heatedly that it wasn't hurting us so we should leave it alone, or if they were scared -and I admit I was a little scared myself - get one of our parents to move it. I'm ashamed to admit that when push came to shove I jumped on the board with them crying the whole time. I always tried never to bow to peer pressure after that, and have tried to make an extra effort to bring my children up to question things and not do something that seems wrong just because others do. FIRST TIME YOU WERE PROMOTED/SACKED I have never been either. I have worked mostly in local government and you don't get promotions as such in that sector. You have to apply for the position so any jump in scale I've had has been through the application process. FIRST TIME YOU REALISED YOUR OWN MORTALITY I was quite young and don't remember the precise reason that I realised that we all die. I do remember the feeling of horror and disbelief that this wonderful life thing that we have comes to an end. It took me ages to get my head around the concept. FIRST TROPHY OR AWARD Blimey so many to choose from... Not FIRST KISS Do hamsters count? If not it was at 16 with my first boyfriend. I was a total idiot as far as relationships went and was so self-conscious, lacking in confidence and awkward that I was convinced that he had asked me out as a joke. The kiss was nice but I wasn't ready to have a boyfriend and stuck to boys as friends for another three years. You'd think that at my age the list of firsts would be becoming a bit thin on the ground, but they are still coming. First computer I personally would rate that almost right up there with first car, first grandchild (none yet and if I listen to my girls there never will be but I live in hope), first set of false teeth, first hip replacement... the list goes on and long may it do so for all of us.
These discussion reviews are quite addictive, so I couldn't help myself with this one. *FIRST LOVE* My first love I met at the age of 16. I was out on the town (underage I know, tut tut) celebrating my friend's birthday and it was towards the end of the night that our eyes met across a crowded dance floor. We (not so subtly) danced towards each other and the next thing I knew, we were in each other's arms. It turns out that Alex was actually a friend of a friend and so I am convinced that had we not met that night we would have met at some point. One month later we were officially boyfriend and girlfriend. Another month passed and we both said the "L" word out loud. I am very happy to say that almost 7 years later we are still together and very much in love :) *FIRST JOB* I got my first job at the age of 13 in a local fish and chip shop where I worked as a waitress. I think I was earning £2.50 an hour plus tips which I thought was amazing - I could earn double my weeks pocket money in one day!! I think I managed to stick it out for around 3 months before I got a new job in a cafe with a friend where the pay was an irresistible £3.00 an hour. *FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK* At the age of 13, during the summer holidays I went to a friend's house to hang out and listen to music, one song which I distinctly remember from that evening was Children of the Night by Nakatomi. While there, her family were invited to a BBQ and they also invited me to come along. It was mostly adults at the BBQ, but the small group of adolescents that were there had all congregated in a caravan at the end of the garden with a few sneaky bottles of red wine. I was more than happy to accept a glass or several as my friend's brother who I had a massive crush on at the time was also there and it gave me the confidence boost I needed to talk to him. The last thing I remember is resting my head on my friend's brother's shoulder, the rest of what I know about the evening is only what my friend told me the next day. Apparently I not only fell asleep on her brother but also managed to get myself locked in the caravan toilet and once free had to be carried to my friend's Dad's car to be taken back to their house as I couldn't walk. Once back at their house, I am told I promptly started to vomit - a lot. The next morning I woke up completely oblivious to the events that took place in the latter part of the evening and had only a very mild headache and a huge aversion to red wine. Needless to say my friend has never let me live it down and still mentions it almost 10 years later, I am also flooded with a mixture of embarrassment, shame, pride and happiness displayed with a sublte smile to myself when I hear any modern remixes of Children of the Night. I have also never touched red wine since! *FIRST TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM* Amazingly I can still remember the name and storyline of the first film I ever cried at that I watched when I was about 9 years old. It was called Nicholas' Gift and is based on a true story where a couple who went on holiday with their two children were shot at by highway bandits while driving. At first they thought they were all ok and had escaped with their lives and that Nicholas was just asleep in the back of the car, unfortunately they realise that something is terribly wrong when they unsuccessfully try to wake him....I won't give away the rest of the film but it is extremely touching, enough so to make me cry at the age of 9! Unfortunately I have continued to be soppy when it comes to films ever since. *FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL* My first experience was when I lost my Granddad two years ago, he was quite old and although his general health was deteriorating there was nothing specifically wrong with him, so when he died it was completely unexpected and that was the first and only time I have ever seen my dad cry, which made the situation all the more heartbreaking. *FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN* Aged 15 I had been seeing a guy for a couple of weeks, I was by no means in love but did really like him. So when he suddenly stopped replying to my text messages I was left hurt and confused, even more so when I discovered that the reason for his avoidance was because he had got back together with his ex and didn't have the guts to tell me. That was the closest I have ever gotten to getting my heartbroken and thankfully I got over him pretty quickly. Having seen friends go through break ups, I feel extremely lucky that this is the closest I have come to having my heart broken. *FIRST CAR* After passing my driving test I was desperate to get my own car but had very little money so ended up buying a 1996 Citroen AX for the bargain price of £399! It lasted me a good year before biting the dust and although it wasn't the coolest car ever, it served me well. Turns out it was a good job I didn't get a shiny new car as my first as my poor Citroen suffered a few bumps in the early days. *FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUEMENT* I can honestly say that I'm not much of a fighter. Most of the time if I'm angry I will keep my feelings to myself or rant about it to someone I trust rather than have an argument just to keep the peace. The only really heated argument I can remember when I was really angry was at school when we had organised groups for a school trip and one of the girls had crossed another girls name off the list for our group without discussing it so that her friend could join instead, leaving the other girl in a group with people she didn't know. I thought that this was an extremely selfish thing to do and I told her exactly what I thought about it! *FIRST TIME YOU REALISED YOUR OWN MORTALITY* I don't think that there was a first time I realised this, I think it is something that has dawned on me gradually over the course of the last three years following a variety of situations and circumstances. This seems to be quite a short list of firsts but I'm still young and hopefully I have still got many more to come......
I suppose for everyone this could be a touchy subject as your firsts are either happy memories or often filled with regret or sadness. In writing this I hope it only fondly reminds me of others and doesn't have me reaching for the tissues! First Great Loss I had, had relatives pass away before, and this is not to say they are any less sad than the one I am about to describe but this 'First' could also count as the first time I realised things would never be the same. When I was 11 my uncle died at only 29. He was one of the loveliest and funniest people you could ever meet! His death was only made more tragic in that it was completely avoidable, but sadly that's not how life works. The dent it made in our family has never been repaired, everyone lost something more than a son, a brother, an uncle, a love we missed he light he brought and a best friend. His anniversary is approaching and the loss we all still feel is no less even after all these years! First Job Ahh...my first job. As much as this job was as equally good as it was bad I do look back and laugh. I also think that it was this job, despite my years at university, that gave me my extra edge in getting my current job(as they are one of our biggest customers). I worked in Sports Direct, Sports Soccer, Sports World or however it is know these days...we called it Sports Sucks, being 16 I wasn't the most mature. So many people came in and out of the staff rota by the time I left I was a long standing member of staff, I went from being something like 119 on the list to in the 20's. The hours could be long and I really missed out on a lot more school than I should have as I was too tired after starting at work at 8 and not getting home till near 11. Luckily it only lasted about a year. It wasn't all bad though I met some of the funniest people and had so many funny times working in that shop! First Love <3 I have to say I was quite lucky in that my first love was everything it should have been , over the top, ridiculous, how could you ever live without them! It as when I was 17, he was also my first boyfriend. We got voted cutest couple in the yearbook and were inseparable. Smoochy poems galore and lots of gushing about how much we loved on another! Of course nothing lasts forever and sadly it was also my first broken heart! First Time I Left Home When I moved for university I was excited and a little scared. When I was left in my little room that reminded me of a hospital room I was a bit nervous as I watched my family drive off and leave me. My Uni was in the middle of nowhere near enough, has 2 clubs and a few pubs. Being a girl from Glasgow it was a shock to the system. University really did give me some of the most valuable life lessons. It may have provided me with some of the best and some of the very worst moments in my life but all the same they have helped mould me into who I am now! First Time Living Alone Well this has just recently happened and I am still undecided how I feel about it. After my uni years I vowed I wouldn't live with my close friends after again as it can be the ruin of your friendship. However, now I just miss their company but at the same time I do enjoy having my own space! I am very sociable so after a night out I often invite everyone back to mine, something which you can't always do if you have flatmates. First DooYoo Review Ahhh not so long ago! 16/1/11 so I'm still a DooYoo novice really! The review was on my trusted Sleek eye shadow palette! I do still carry this everywhere near enough and it is in fact in my handbag right now! Hopefully there are many more reviews to come and that people enjoy reading them! I have enjoyed reading other reviews and especially love the discussion ones as it's nice to learn about other people and what is important in their lives, as it helps give you perspective on what is important in your own!
---First Love--- Love is a funny thing, isn't it? You can love many people at many different times during your life, but each time it's a different type of love and each time it feels so different. My first proper crush was when I was about 14 or 15 and lasted a good few years... It was the type of thing where I fancied him as soon as I saw him (who says love at first sight doesn't exist?!), but we didn't actually speak for a few months. When we eventually did, we became the best of friends and knew we could tell each other anything. Nothing ever happened between us, and he never ever felt the same way, but I thought I was in love. I would have done anything for him, but unfortunately I don't think he would have done the same. Now, looking back on it, I don't think I ever loved him in a romantic way, although it seemed like it at the time - it was probably more of a brotherly love. We were so close for quite a few years, even after we realised that friends is all we'd ever be, but unfortunately at the beginning of this year he let me down in a big way. And when that happens to me, I no longer have any time for that person..... :( There was someone else, too, when I was a bit older. He was the first guy that ever paid me any real interest and didn't go off and sleep with other girls a week later. Not that I knew of, anyway! We were never really interested in anything serious with each other - it was more just about a bit of fun. I was young, and he was a bit older, so it was exciting and I actually think I learned a lot from him, both about myself and about boys. I never thought I loved him, and still don't think I ever did - the only feelings I harboured for him were towards someone who was interested in me for a bit of fun. However, when we stopped talking it took me a long time to get over him and although we don't talk anymore, I sometimes wish we did as he was a big part of my life. From an older and wiser viewpoint, was it love? I don't think I'll ever really know. I'll always have a soft spot for him and will always be willing to be friends, but we can never be anything more any longer. In this case, love is......too difficult to define. Despite all this uncertainty and these youthful crushes and fun, there is undoubtedly one person in my life who I love more than anything. Mr. E is really my first love... When I was younger and thought I loved someone, the feeling never came close to how I feel now, and I know no-one can ever make me feel the same way that he does. We were introduced by a mutual friend, and got talking online before we met in real life - it all happened rather quickly as we were going out just over 2weeks after we started talking, but we both knew it was right. We've now been together for almost 23months, and we're still in love as much as ever. Lately my friends have been commenting that I'm even like a lovesick puppy! Lol... He's 5years older than me, but we don't notice the age difference and it doesn't make an ounce of difference. Our relationship is the type where even still, we miss each other every second we're apart and get so excited when we know we're going to see each other. I know that he's the one I'm going to spend the rest of my life with :) It might all sound cheesy, but I hope that if you haven't already, you all find someone one day that is perfect for you like I have. It's the best feeling in the world! ---First Time You Had Your Heart Broken--- I had a difficult couple of years in my early teens (read on to find out more...), so I only really found time for boys nearer the age of 16. There was one boy who started paying me close attention, and as I was new to all of that, I was keen to get involved and see what happened. He was four years older than me (I seem to go for slightly older men, don't I?!) and was obviously much more experienced than me, but he was the first boy I kissed. I think I was too young and hopeful - some may say naïve - and in my eagerness pushed things too far too soon. I remember sending him a message asking what was going to happen to our relationship, whether we would advance to anything more or just stay as friends. He must have read it that I was asking him out, when I wasn't - I just wanted to know where I stood with him. He replied saying that he wasn't ready for a relationship and he was having some family difficulties that he needed to sort out first. I believed him......until less than a week later when he started going out with someone else. I soon found out that he'd been sleeping with her while I thought we had been going somewhere! It was only much later on that I found out he had a bit of a reputation with the ladies, and I hadn't seen it. I think I must have just scared him off or something - we were only really talking for about a month in total, so I never knew him well enough or for long enough to have feelings that ever came close to love. As a result, he didn't properly break my heart, but this is the closest I've ever come as it hit me hard. I learnt very quickly that boys aren't always as nice as they might seem! Luckily, that was a long time ago and I've moved on and matured a lot since then - I won't be making the same mistake again! ---First Job--- In my mid-teens, to earn a bit of extra money, I was an Avon Representative for well over a year. When I made money, it was easy money and good money. Unfortunately, my neighbourhood weren't that into the Avon stuff, and although I had a few loyal clients, I didn't have many at all. Add to that the fact that I was still at school at the time, and it's clear that I never really had the time or energy to put enough effort into it to make money. It got to a point where I was either breaking even each month, or - more usually - making a loss. That's not how a job's supposed to work! So as soon as I realised this, I gave it up and cheekily passed the buck to the next unsuspecting person! However, although I made a little money from that, I don't really count it as a proper job. Remember at the beginning of November, when I said I'd started a new Spanish course, as well as a new job in the same week? Well that was my first proper job. I was working in the food department in my local Marks and Spencer store. The selection process was the easiest I've ever been through - there was an online test followed by an interview which only consisted of a role-play! I worked mostly early mornings, for 21 hours per week - it doesn't sound like a lot, but it was so fast-paced and such hard work. Every day I came home and just slept! I really liked the people, and the environment, and the flexibility - the only negative I found was the system they had in place for letting people go on their breaks. There was a huge amount of room for human error, which all too often manifested itself. There was one day in particular when I worked my whole 7.30am-2pm shift without any kind of a break at all....not impressive! Now, you may note that I've been writing all this in the past tense. Well, it was only a fixed-term contract which lasted me up until Christmas. I was so keen to stay on and tried my hardest, working my butt off each week, and I did apply for their vacancies so I could be moved to a permanent contract. Unfortunately it wasn't enough, and they decided not to keep me on :( The reason they gave me was poor, in my opinion, but there wasn't a lot I could do just two days before Christmas, but anyway that's a whole other story... Working at M&S has taught me a lot about myself and the type of roles that I'd be best suited for. Unfortunately, being young and relatively inexperienced I don't think I'll be climbing those ladders anytime soon. Now, once again I'm spending my days looking for jobs and dreaming of the day that I win the lottery. Fingers crossed my time will come! ---First Time You Were Sacked/Promoted--- As you will probably have just guessed, as I've just finished my first proper job, I've never been promoted. The closest I've come to being promoted is just being hired in the first place! As for being sacked, I've never experienced that either. I've come to the end of my contract with an employer and not been kept on, but that isn't exactly the same as being sacked. To me, it feels the same though. I felt like although I couldn't have been working harder, I hadn't been doing my job well enough and had let them down. More likely I was just letting myself down... ---First Time You Got Drunk--- I've never actually been properly drunk! I think that's quite an achievement for someone young in today's society, but to be honest I'm not really a party animal. Don't get me wrong, I like a drink once in a while and it does loosen me up, but I've never been drunk. I have been a little tipsy, though... The first time this happened was at my friend's 18th birthday party some time ago. It was quite a formal, sit-down affair, but there was a lot of wine and champagne available! To get drunk would have been rude and inappropriate in that situation, but if I recall correctly I drank 6glasses of wine and 2glasses of champagne on top of a big meal, and that was enough to make me wobble a bit when I stood up! That's the worst I've ever been, but even that gave my friends reason to tease me for many months to come! ---First Time You Cried At A Film--- Everyone's cried at films, haven't they? I mean, as children, we all find films scary, but can't remember every single one. I remember finding The Wizard of Oz so scary when I was tiny, so probably cried at that at some point! However, the first time I actually remember crying at a film was the first time I saw Ice Age. Not your usual tearjerker, I know! But you know that bit, right near the end, when they have just reached the baby's father and clan, when they just mount the hill and as they go over the top the father turns round to see who it is, and you can just see the love between the father and the baby? And they put the baby down to toddle over to its father, and everyone starts crying? I'm sure you know the bit I mean...and when I was younger, it certainly got my tears flowing! I tend to cry at happiness more than sadness, and that happy moment was just too much and really touched me. I know it's not real, but it still touches a soft spot every time I see it. Call me soft, but that's me! ---First Time You Lost Someone Special--- I'm lucky enough never to have lost someone very close to me, and dread the day that I do. Every day I thank my lucky stars that both my parents and all my grandparents are still with me. However, many years ago I did lose my little cousin. I was only seven at the time, and I still remember coming home from school and my mum sitting me down to tell me that there had been a car accident. My aunt and two cousins had been given a lift somewhere by a friend and her daughter, when a car pulled out in front of them and they crashed. The driver (my aunt's friend) was fine, and my aunt suffered from quite a few broken ribs, amongst other bones. My baby cousin was being held by my aunt on her lap, which probably saved her life, as she only ended up with a few scratches and bruises. The driver's daughter and my other cousin had been lying down asleep in the back seats and stupidly hadn't been wearing safety belts. They both woke up just before the crash but sadly not soon enough to put on their belts first. They both died at the scene... They were only four years old. I burst out crying when I found out, and still think about him every single day. They were living in South Africa at the time, so I never got to say goodbye. I often wonder what type of person he would have grown up to be... Remembering how he used to be, I know he would have been one of the kindest, most warm-hearted people you could ever hope to meet. It's the thought of him that I always use to bring me back down to earth every time I need it. I miss him... R.I.P. Roo xxx ---First Car--- I still have my first car! My 13 year-old maroon Renault Clio, aptly named Ruby. We bought her a few months before I took my first driving test - plenty of time before I passed my second test a couple of months later! She's an automatic, with automatic windows and a sunroof, so was probably top-of-the-range when she was new. Now, she's not the fastest, coolest car around but she's got bundles of character and gets me from A to B. She can be quite zippy when she wants to be! Luckily, she's had a very good history as before me, she had belonged to only one family. That means she's been very well looked after, and apart from an incident where part of her exhaust was coming adrift, she's not proved to be any trouble at all! Being an old car, I know she doesn't have the longest of lives left, but as she's my first car, I love her loads and don't ever want to let her go! ---First Fight/Heated Argument--- Apart from my father, I'm the least argumentative, confrontational person ever, so very rarely get into any kind of fight, argument or debate. However, the biggest argument I've ever been in was, perhaps unsurprisingly, with my mum when I was about 16. I don't remember at all how it started or what it was about, but I remember being the most angry I've ever been...and she was the most angry I've ever seen her, too! However, I tried my best to keep my composure and have never said anything mean to her or anything I regret. I don't really want to go into too much detail as it won't be productive and it's all over anyway. Just put it this way...I'm glad I've never gone through anything like that again! ---First Time You Realised Your Own Mortality--- I first realised my own mortality when I was 14...so young for that sort of thing. I suffer from a rare genetic condition called Marfan syndrome (I plan to do a more in-depth review of this in the discussion forums at some point), and this provides a lot of trouble with the body's muscles and skeleton (among other things). One common problem for people with Marfan syndrome is that they develop scoliosis, or in other words a curvature of the spine. When I was 13 I had another very serious problem with my spine corrected, and they hoped that the process would correct some of the scoliosis as well. Unfortunately it didn't, and 10months later, at the age of 14 I was admitted again so that they could correct my scoliosis. It's a fairly common procedure in the orthopaedic world, but as it deals with the spine it does have its risks. For me, my scoliosis ran down the whole length of my spine, so this is where they had to operate - my scar starts at the very top of my back and runs down the entire length of my back to disappear into my bum. So anyway, the day of this operation arrived - it was mid-summer and was one of those sweltering days when the temperature reached the mid-30s. I was supposed to go into surgery in the morning but there were delays and I only went in in the early afternoon - throughout the whole morning I felt so sick from the lack of food and the heat. I should have known then it wasn't going to be a good day! The operation only lasted about 4hours in total, but it didn't exactly go to plan... At that age you have approximately 7units of blood in your body, yet they had to give me 10units. I effectively lost all the blood in my body, and half again. They had another 10units on standby just for me, although thankfully they never had to use it. On top of that my breathing dropped down to just 6breaths per minute. Normally at that hospital with that type of operation, they transfer you to the High Dependency Unit overnight just to keep an eye on you before you go back to your own ward, but I bypassed that completely and went straight to the Intensive Care Unit where I stayed for 4days. They kept me sedated overnight and ended up keeping me off my medication for longer than they would have liked, just to make sure I'd stabilised properly. I should have died that day, and owe my life to the skilled hands of my surgeon and the anaesthetist. However, I made a miraculously speedy recovery and was home just 12days after I'd been admitted to hospital. Operations of that magnitude they generally give a recovery rate of 6-12months, but somehow or other I was completely recovered well before that Christmas, 6months later. My experiences from having that operation have taught me so much, and I think about how lucky I am to be here every single day. I realised at a very young age just how fragile our life is, and no matter how secure or routine we think things should be, we can never be certain. Our lives are hanging in the balance all too often and we should make the most of them while we can. Now that I'm older and am making my own way in life, I no longer wait around for anything - I take every opportunity while I have it and make the most of every opportunity I have. While most of my friends are thinking about partying and having a good time, I'm more interested in settling down and starting a family, because why should I wait until a time that may never come? I don't want to waste my life on unimportant, futile things. Thanks for reading all of this - I don't think I've ever poured out so much at the same time! I hope I haven't bored you, and I hope I've given you more of an insight into the experiences that have made me who I am today :)
Here at my first, these were some of the best times, but some were the worst of times. FIRST LOVE: When I was 17 and with one of the my first boyfriends, I've had some boyfriends in the past but they only last no longer than a month and they weren't really people you would love. But this boyfriend, his name was Callum, was like no other guy and I wanted to be him and he meant so much to me, sadly it ended it quickly than it started. I was deversated when our relationship, and when I changed my relationship status on facebook to single,I had a lot of support from my friends, but when I logged back into facebook later that night, he even removed me off Facebook! I was great he doesn't want anything to do with me! (as he was the one dumped me.) But it was a few days before my birthday and he was still posting presents and trying to 'spoil' me. I thought 'he's only done that to try and get back with me.' But a month later, he was writing me letters to ask me to give a second chance, but I had to tell him to face to face rather than by facebook, phone etc. We met up, but I didn't feel the same as I did four months ago, this was due to time dragging on and I said 'we're better off without each other, and we should stay being friends.' but he replied ' OK, if you change your mind you know where I am.' and I was like, OK, I'm trapped. But on facebook later he asked me 'If I was seeing someone else as he thought that was the reason he didn't want to get back with me.' I think by then he got to the point where he was fed of trying , and removed me off facebook again without explanation and even his 'close' have done the same, but I think he must had made some stuff up about me. Now he no longer wants anything to do with me, and he saw me in the street he'd either be angry or upset, even worse calling me hurtful names - just to try and get over me! But boys like that are not worth getting upset by, wastes too much time. FIRST JOB: mine was an acting job, it was a theatre in education project and got paid 100 quid for it! It was a great experience and I loved doing every minute of it and it was in 30 degree weather! FIRST LOSS: my grandad, who died when I was 15 and within a week I lost someone I used to go to primary school with and I was quite close to him at the time, so it was thought coping with two losses at the same time, it was in fact one of the hardest time of my life, I even fell into the trap of not eating cause it was so hard to cope, but I then realise that life has to go on and make the most of your life. FIRST TROPHY: in year 9, I won trophy for personality of the year and i was pleased, but someone who was really jealous tried to steal the trophy off me but I got it back, you need to feel deep downside that you are better than others and people who are nasty to you aren't worth knowing. FIRST FIGHT: was with a bunch a drunken girls who looked like a pair of strippers and I almost knocked one of them out! But they left after I tried to do that, and all the guys were making sure I was OK. From these experiences I have learned a lot and has made some big changes in my life, and these will always be remembered and will continue throughout my life - except the fight one of course!
Well, I may as well do this as well after reading through one and thinking of all my answers. *FIRST LOVE* To be honest I haven't really had a "Love" so to speak. But I suppose the first girl I felt strongly about was waaay back in Year 4 Primary School in Manchester. I forget her last name but I think she was called Stephanie, we were boyfriend and girlfriend for a few months as well. Ahhh the good old days of being a kid, I still have some furry hedgehog she gave me for Valentine's Day somewhere in my room haha. I remember one day she was suppose to be coming to my house for tea and then something came up and my Mum said she couldn't come, i've never been so gutted with something in my life! *FIRST JOB* Well, since i've never had a career so to speak or a full time job because i'm still trawling through education systems I suppose it would have to be my pot washing job in a restaurant back when I was 15, worked there a few nights a week for pennies but a few people from school worked there so it was pretty fun at times. Since then i've still only had 2 other jobs, both of them at restaurants. I've got to say, out of pot washing, preparing salad bowls and barwork I like my bar job about 200 times more than both the others :) *FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK* Ahhhh, now this isn't the most pleasant of stories to say the least. I believe it was the FA Cup Quarter Final between Newcastle and Man Utd in 2005. I was watching it at my Grandparents house and they were away for the weekend, due back that evening. I was chatting to a few friends over the Internet and we dared each other to start drinking. Now my Grandad had a 24 crate of those small, stumpy bottles of Stella so I cracked open one. Next thing I know my Mum is slapping me and throwing water on my face, i'm covered in my own sick, as is the Sofa i'm passed out on and the floor. Turns out I had drank 14 of these bottles (Equivalent of about 7 pints, given this is the first time i'd drunk that's a damn lot haha) So my Mum cleans the Sofa up a bit, informs my Grandparents who are on their way back, throws me in the car. When we get home she makes me drink this cup of black coffee, which instantly ends up all over the dining room table. Worst thing was it was a school day the next day and my Mum made me go in. Worst. Hangover. Ever. *TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM* I think it was probably The Lion King or something, damn what a film that is :) In fact, I bet if I watched it now i'd still cry when Mufasa falls off that cliff :( FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL My Grandad, 3 years ago. Literally the most depressing and hardest time of my entire life. I actually got a tattoo about him as a tribute a few weeks ago. It did make me realise that I have to make the most of life, and brought me a lot closer to my family, but none of that makes up for the fact i'll never see him again. It's been 3 years and i've thought about him every single day since then, no exceptions. FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN I don't think I ever have to be honest, not even close. Althoguh when I got told my Grandad had died it did sort of feel like my body was breaking. *FIRST CAR* My current car, a 1998 VW Polo Saloon version, 1.6l engine. Brilliantly reliable car, my Mum got it from her friend for my 17th birthday for £500 and it's not broken down in all the time i've had it, apart from when a popped the tyre, but that doesn't count :) *FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT* Hmmm, i'm not really the sort of person to get into fights, but I did get in one a few years ago when I was play fighting with my mate in a club, and his mate thought I was actually fighting with him. It didn't end well, he came over being the big man, wouldn't calm down, tried to hit me, so I hit him, and then he hit me. Hard. Turns out he's a kickboxer. He put me through a table. I nearly lost a tooth. Bad times haha. *FIRST TIME YOU WERE PROMOTED/SACKED* I've never been promoted or sacked. Although it's hard to get promoted from being a barman when you're one of 3 staff they have. And it's hard to get sacked when you're just THIS good. *FIRST TIME YOU REALISED YOUR OWN MORTALITY* When my Grandad died. But that doesn't bother me, I don't want to be old, I want to have fun with my life and i'll die when my time comes. *FIRST TROPHY OR AWARD* I think my first award was during a football tournament in primary school. My first trophy may have been when I won Pizza Hut Challenge with my mates haha. We had to eat as much pizza as we could, last one standing got a trophy we'd all chipped in for. Me and a friend tied for the lead and they stopped bringing pizza out so whoever downed a glass of Coke the quickest won the trophy, and I won! And then we both threw up. 18 slices of deep crust pizza followed my a massive downing of gassy liquid does not sit well with the stomach.
I've just come across this so though't I'd have a go *FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN* The first Time I ever felt that my heart was going to break was when I saw my sister kissing my boyfriend, I had want ed to be with him for ages and finally he asked me out. I was fourteen and very much in love, but my sister was older than me and was always wanting to spoil everything for me, she used to break my dolls when we were small and get me into trouble when ever she could. Then when we were older she used to pinch my boyfriends, clothes and even took my first wage packet after I had worked my week in hand at my first job. Needless to say we don't speak any more. *FIRST JOB* The first job I had was at a recycling factory it was fun and we used to recycle material, it all went in a huge hopper to be shredded but you could pull out jeans and other clothes that were too good for the hopper and take them home. This saved me a fortune which is just as well seeing my sister took my first wage out of my pocket and spent it on her rent that she owed. *FIRST LOVE* My first love was a crush on a boy at my school he was a naughty lad and this attrackted me, though he never knew I had a crush on him as I was far to shy to do anything about it. *FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK* I got drunk at dinnertime during school hours as I went to visit some older friends who had had a party at the weekend and had the left over alcohol, they egged me on to drink it and being young and impressionable I did and got in a right state. I was sick all over the school and got sent home. I don't drink now so it taught me a lesson I will never forget as I hated being drunk, everything spinning and feeling dizzy - it was horrible. *FIRST TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM* I think I cried at a lassie film when I was young, it was a sad film and I just started to blubber, I still cry at sad films now. I'm a big softy when it comes to sad drama's and films. *FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL* I lost my mum when I was six years old, she died of tubercolosis and it was such a trama that I didn't speak to anyone until I was nine years old. It was like the whole of my life had crumbled away and there was nothing and no-one to help put it right. However much time goes along I still miss her. She was only twenty five and never got to see us growing up or her grandchildren and great grandchildren growing, but life isn't fair or straight forward and you just have to get on with it. *FIRST CAR* It was a little blue fiesta van and I loved it, I drove everywhere in it and it was my freedom on wheels. It was so cheap to run and just was so reliable that I thought it was the best car ever in the world. *FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT* I was in care when I was younger and I was put in a children's home up north in Rawtenstall, one night I was woken up by someone shouting and someone crying. I went out into the landing of the upstairs and saw one of the care workers shouting at a little girl as she had wet the bed, the care worker had thrown all the wet sheets on the floor and had made the little girl stand up against the wall and was shouting at her for being dirty. Well, I had only been in the children's home two nights after being transfered there and I saw red. I was seventeen and full of anger so she got the brunt of it. I hate anyone picking on anyone, it just riles me and even though I am much calmer I was a handful at an early age and I still think she was out of order. *FIRST TIME YOU WERE PROMOTED/SACKED* I got sacked once for being late for work but it was my own fault as I had been late a few times before so they were justified in sacking me. I got a better job in the afternoon though as years ago you could lose one job in the morning and get another in the afternoon, it was simple then not a lot of unemployement. *FIRST TIME YOU REALISED YOUR OWN MORTALITY* I had a car crash about two years ago and was taken to hospital and put on a spine bed, with a head and neck brace and had to be fed. I didn't know if I would walk again and it was very scary, but the thought that a seven and a half ton truck had ran into the back of my car and pushed us up the road for over 300 yards and squashed the car yet we survived, makes me think differently now about life. I met death early on in life when my mum died so I am not scared to die but just happy to be alive.
*FIRST LOVE* Michael Buble! I'm kidding. Although after his concert the other evening... wow. He is an amazing man! Seriously though, first and only love for me: my current boyfriend. I had a few boyfriends before but none of those were love. He is an amazing person and my best friend. Whether I have had good or bad news, it is him that I want to speak to. Love is a great thing! :o) *FIRST JOB* My first job... well I have my first job in a shop and then the first 'job' that paid me some money. My first 'job' was making tea and coffee for the women's institute every third Wednesday of the month. For about 2 hours work I was paid a tenner. Not bad ay? Especially when an hour of that was spent reading whilst they listened to their guest speaker. As for my first real job, that was working in my local H Samuel jewellers. I went in with my mum to buy some jewellery as a present one day and came out with a Saturday job. I quite enjoyed this job as it gave me some money to spend and I made some friends for life. Unfortunately it also gave me an addiction to jewellery, although not necessarily H Samuel jewellery. *FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK* I have only ever been drunk twice in my life. I'm not a big drinker at all as I tend to get a headache whilst drinking rather than the morning after which tends to spoil the evening. I think I have a shandy every couple of month's maybe? The first time I got drunk was at a sixth form Valentine's party at the local rugby club. I was completely out of control but I don't actually remember everything that happened. The one thing I do remember is a girl from the year above that I didn't actually know ask me to hold her drink whilst she went to the loo and I just tipped it down the sink. I have no idea why I felt the urge to do this but it's safe to say that she was not in the slightest bit amused and I had to buy her another drink. *TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM* Andre. I bet this isn't a film that everyone is familiar with. I loved this film when I was a child. Absolutely loved and watched it over and over again. I wanted so much to be the character Toni Whitley. I can't work out whether I was crying because I wanted to be her so much or because of the storyline now. FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL My nan... and this was one of the most difficult times of my life. I still think about her a great deal, every single day in fact. The pain of losing someone never goes away but somehow it does lessen gradually. Thank goodness for memories... FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN By a man, I haven't...yet and hopefully I never will. But I really was left with a broken heart when I was told by my friends that I couldn't play with them one lunchtime. Kids can be so cruel! I was back in with the gang the next day though. Fickle children. *FIRST CAR* My first car is also my current car. It was my mum's car but my parents gave it to me as a gift when I passed my driving test. It is a Peugeot 206, 2004 plate in a dark navy blue. What I most like (although sometimes dislike in extreme heat or coldness) are the leather seats. Very luxurious. But to be honest, I'm not really a car person so it could have been anything and I would have been extremely grateful. *FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT* Do you know what... I haven't had many heated arguments. Maybe I am calmer than I even realise. Or just more laid back than I thought. The only real heated arguments I can think of that I've had have been with my brother and over pretty petty things. My first fight was a karate one... does that count? Actually I have had one fight. My friend from karate had come to stay with me and we decided to head up the town for a bit of shopping. Some girls decided that it would be funny to start shouting racist things at my friend. We rose above it and walked outside only for them to follow us and pick a fight. Needless to say they had picked with two wrong people. We defended ourselves and left. Some people really aren't worth it. *FIRST TIME YOU WERE PROMOTED/SACKED* I have not been sacked or promoted... how sad is that? Well the lack of promotion I mean. At least I'm in a job which is more fortunate than a lot of people at this moment in time so I should be grateful for that at the very least. Progression will come... *FIRST TIME YOU REALISED YOUR OWN MORTALITY* I suddenly realised when my friend died almost 2 years ago. It really does hit home when someone young dies. Who wants to live forever as Queen said? *FIRST TROPHY OR AWARD* My first award was a swimming one while you are at school and my first trophy was a karate one. Bronze in kumite. I was so thrilled. A very exciting time for me. And with every trophy I won, I never lost that excitement.
Right here we go, a little more information about the owner of the cat in the wash basket. My First job: I absolutely hated my first job. I was a waitress in a well known superstore. They pay was good but the hours were awful, the breaks few and far between and it was generally back breaking work. I had to wear a uniform which encouraged you to sweat like pig, and the whole area we worked in had one tiny window in the corner. It was compulsory to have a window in the building so it was made as small as possible. Occasionally if you looked at that window from the outside you could see me stood there with a solitary tear running down my cheek. People see waitresses cleaning tables and serving you at the tills and think I could do that, but no-one sees the back of the restaurants where the real work commences. The industrial sized washing machines were a personal hatred of mine. To this day I believe that machine knew I was on my way. It would block up and stop working, boiling water and steam everywhere and usually because someone had put something in there for a laugh. The only positive of the job was that I worked with some fantastic people. We had muffin fights in the store room and would get a staff discount of 20% off anything. At the time it all went on Haribo sweets but it was so worth it. My first fight: Now I must admit I can be nasty. I don't lash out but I have a wicked temper and a forked tongue behind my teeth. So when I watched my friend get a kicking from the local school yobbo I just saw red. After a very lengthy stream of abuse that probably turned the sky a nice grey colour she lunged at me and was rewarded with a punch to the nose. This in turn resulted in ample amounts of blood and I was suspended from school for two weeks. Bummer. I never lash out at anyone as I like to think I am clever enough to make someone look like a fool purely with my words. I have never hit anyone again and I probably never will, but it will be a tale to tell the grandchildren in years to come. My first Love: Now I have had a few pretty diabolical relationships. I have been beaten up in one instance and this has made me very insecure about myself. I met my current partner 4 ½ years ago and he's changed me in ways I did not think possible. My confidence is back and even though he is not the first person I have thought I was in love with. He is defiantly the first person I know I am in love with. I have found my soul mate. My first Toy: I don't really remember my first toy, just that I had a lot of them. But I remember the ones I played with the most growing up. I had Polly pockets everywhere and I love them. I had one that was in the shape of a star and it had everything you could imagine in it. It really was a little girl's idea of heaven. My first loss: Most people say I am lucky that my granddad died when I was 20. I had 20 years with him; I get all the memories blah blah blah. Well to all the people that tried to comfort me with that, you were taking a load of twaddle. My granddad died aged 62 after his aorta (the main blood vessel in his heart) got a hole in it from smoking. The doctors fixed his heart but it just set off a whole list of problems. It eventually leads him to ask family members to leave his medication out so he could top himself. But the heart attack got to him before euthanasia was properly considered. As you can tell I am still a little bitter about the whole situation. Now I know this is grim but when he died a part of me died too. I lost my childhood and someone I held very close to my heart. People can comfort you as much as you want but it all means squat because at the end of the day only you can pull yourself out of the slump. Pick yourself up and say "I will see him again one day". Oh how depressing am I. But honesty is what Dooyoo asks for and I will tell you now that I am crying a little as I write this. Even 4 years down the line. Losing someone you love is worse than any physical pain that can be inflicted. My first home: Now I always used to consider my parents house my home. But when I brought a nice little semi-detached with my partner I discovered what home really is. Home is what you make it, it could be potted plants or the food you keep in the fridge. When I think home I think of my half new half old kitchen that's currently being installed. I think the bed that squeaks if you kneel on the wrong spring. But mostly I think of sitting down and eating dinner with the man I love whilst watching CSI.Bliss. My first cd: My first CD was Michael Jackson's greatest hits. I remember trying to moonwalk in my bedroom. I recently unearthed this CD when the king of pop died. I played it whilst I painted the ceiling in one of the bedrooms. I am not ashamed to say that I tried to moon walk whilst painting. Somehow I don't think it is a skill I will master any time soon. But practice does make perfect.
FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN When I was 16, He was 26 and the barperson in the local pub, he was not too impressed when he found out that I was 15 when we first kissed, or that I was in the pub underage so that was the end of my first proper romance!! Short and Sweet!! FIRST JOB Don't know if this counts but I used to walk my nextdoor neighbours dog from about the age of 13 to 16 but refused to take payment for it because they always bought me little treats and slipped them in my pocket when I wasn't looking. My first paid job was in my aunties pub, it was her wedding and she was short on staff and I just jumped behind to help (having never seved a pint before) and ended up with a full-time job!! FIRST PROMOTION To be honest I have never actually been in a job where there is a chance tro be promoted as I have always worked in local pubs but, in 2008, I worked at the Grand National event as Bar Supervisor which in a way was a promotion because if I didn't show my Pub Licence then I would have been Bar Person! FIRST LOVE I was very shy during my younger yeas, not even having my first kiss until I was 15. My first Love had to be Shane Filian from Westlife............. and in the real world, my best friend John, we spent everyday together but nothing happened until I was 15 (although it was not him that was my 1st kiss) and we kissed and effectively seemed to grow apart after that. Another Short and Sweet!! FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK My 16th Birthday was the first time that I can remember being properly drunk. I went to a Yates' bar with my friends, drank too many Vod-Bulls and ended up falling asleep in the toilets with my head down the toilet seat (at 2pm, I had only been drinking since 12!!!). My friends forgot about me and carried on the pub crawl around the town without me until one of them noticed, well after 4pm that the Birthday Girl was in fact missing and came back to get me from the toilet where I was still asleep!! FIRST TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM I cant remember how old I actually was but I cant have been more than 10 and I was watching the film Andre in the local cinema and sobbed when Andre the seal and the little girl Toni had to say goodbye.....it was so sad!! FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL I have never actually lost anyone that I have been close to yet, and I am dreading the day that I actually do. My Grandad is now 76 and I think about it everyday, that one day he is not going to be here anymore and that thought really scares me. I am a true Grandads girl and always have been, I never go a day without seeing him and even though I see him, we still speak on the phone everyday around three times, even if its only to say Hi! FIRST CAR I can't personally drive but my partner can. When we first met 2 years ago, he had lost his drivers licence and I convinced him to start his lessons againg and re-take his test which he did and passed in Nov 09 which is when we got our first car, a P Reg Green Renault Megane. I absolutely loved that car but unfortunately it only lasted us until March 10, 6 months!! There was just too much going wrong with it and we both agreed that rather than spend the money on it we might aswell gwt another one so now we have a W Reg Blue Astra. I have never had any names for cars because have never been able to think of a good one, so any suggestions greatfully recieved.................... FIRST SCHOOL St Josephs R.C. Primary school. I loved that school, it was one of them schools where everyone knew eachothers names and always got on with eachother. I loved it that much and think its such a good school that my 5 year old Daughter goes there now and my 8month old daughters name is already down to go there!! FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT I have never had a fight in my life I am glad to say, but have had plenty of heated arguments, mostly as a teenager with my parents or when I've got older, with boyfriends, nothing exciting really! FIRST SINGLE When i was between 6 and 8 I remember vividly that Father Christmas brought me Robson and Jerome, Up On The Roof on casette - I was not impressed! I ended up re-wrapping it and giving it to an uncle that was visiting! (He did not look impressed either!! FIRST CONCERT I have never actually been to a concert (After writing this list I have realised that I REALLY need to get out more!!). When I was a child there was a "Party In The Park" in the local Central Park and I remember really enjoying myself and B*witched were playing - I loved them! This is my life and as I have said I am really going to start doing more as I am 22 years old and have never really done half the things that a 22 year old should have, thats my excuse anyway!!
Having read and enjoyed other dooyooers firsts, I thought I would have a go. Is this Therapy? FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN Luckily, I never have had it broken. FIRST JOB I did a paper round when I was younger, about 11 or 12, which meant getting up at some unearthly hour to wander the streets weighed down by a heavy sack of newspapers, come rain or shine. I don't remember too much about it, except I don't think I lasted too long. I had an alarm clock with the bells that rang (not these new fangled ones which wake you up to the sounds of the rainforest). One morning I was dreaming of a bomb about to go off, so when the bells rang, I didn't get up, just slept through it until my dad came in to wake me up and found me asleep under my bed. Still not sure how that happened. First 'proper' job was with Barclays Bank. I left school with A levels without a job and with no desire to go to University. My mum badgered me into writing to the Big 4 banks, as they were then. I got two offers - Nat West and Barclays - and chose Barclays as my brother already worked for them. I started in their Penge branch, doing junior duties and thought I would do a couple of years until I decided what I wanted to do. I stayed 13 years, working in 8 different branches, before taking Voluntary redundancy. FIRST PROMOTION In Barclays, others seemed to be getting on better than I was, so I went for interviews with other companies. I told my boss and I was promoted within two weeks, which meant leaving Penge for East Croydon and being a bank cashier - woo-hoo. FIRST LOVE I mainly missed out on my teenage years, as I was very shy, so making friends at school was difficult enough, without putting girls into the equation. I just didn't know what to say or do. So, my first true love was Evelyne, an au-pair that I met through a work colleague. We both knew that she would be going back home to Switzerland in a few months and so we tried to be just friends, but it very soon got much more than that and we fell in love. I still remember the day she left. I tried later to visit her in Switzerland, but it never happened. We kept in touch by letter for a while (I still have them) and she came back to visit some time later - actually phoning me on the day I got engaged to my, now, wife. When we met up and I must say that none of the old feelings came back. I also sent her all the photos I had of us together. FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK Boring, but I haven't ever really been drunk! A couple of times I have had a bit too much, but I hate the feeling of losing control of what I am doing and especially the feeling I got the day after. The first time I felt bad after drinking was a leaving do at work, when I would have been 19 or 20. I hadn't had much, but it was icy outside. I went to get off the pavement and walk in the road where the ice had gone. I slipped over and this made me start being sick. I missed a couple of trains while throwing up into a bin and that experience has stuck with me. Last time I felt worse for wear was 1993! FIRST TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM Sorry, but I never have. FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL I have been lucky that I haven't been too affected by this. I was never close to either of my Grandmothers, so wasn't upset when they passed away. My wife's sister died of cancer a few years ago, which was upsetting, but I felt more sad for the effect it had on my wife, her parents and the rest of her family than I did for the loss of her sister. Seeing everyone crying and grieving, especially her 80+ year old dad, was more moving for me. FIRST CAR Wiggy! I bought a brand new Vauxhall Cavalier when I was 20. WGY 240Y, hence Wiggy. It was a lovely metallic pale blue, at the start, anyway. Unfortunately, it was a 'Friday Afternoon' car, which meant that nearly everything went wrong with it. The gears went wrong, I had trouble starting it, the electrics shorted (which I found out when the headlights went off as I was driving home at night on the 3rd day that I had owned it). Later someone broke into it and wrecked the dashboard trying to get the stereo out. The day I asked my then girlfriend (now wife of 22 years) to marry me, we went to a posh restaurant in Croydon (not Nandos), where they park and collect your car for you. So, we turn up in Wiggy, with a massive hole in the dash and the paint work fading from blue to white (still don't know why, but Vauxhall couldn't care less!). After the meal, the valet goes to collect my car and I can hear him trying for a couple of minutes to start it. Eventually it started and he pulls it round to the front. We hurriedly give him a couple of quid and drive off, sheepishly. FIRST SCHOOL Unless you count Aunty Doris' nursery, it would be St. Anne's Primary School in Orpington, which was run by nuns, though there were 'normal' teachers, as well. I started just before my 5th birthday. My best friend was David Helm, who left before the end of school as his family moved away. I do remember one boy getting smacked repeatedly for shouting out 'Sister Juliana is a fat banana', those were the days. I did well enough and got to the big school that I wanted. FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT A bit pathetic really. At St Annes, one boy took a dislike to me and wanted a fight. I don't think he managed to hit me, as I dodged out the way, but I didn't want to hit him, so I was just pushing him a bit. It lasted no more than about 30 seconds before I got bored and walked away. Not exactly Rocky 4! I haven't been in a fight since. Music has always been an important part of my life, so I crave your indulgence by adding a couple more firsts. FIRST SINGLE It was 1970 and my dad came home with a record player. It was a small box, covered in green vinyl, with one speaker at the front. (they still have it now) He also had bought 2 singles, so this has to be a double first. One was Back Home by the 1970 World Cup Squad. I remember seeing the squad on Top Of the Pops looking very self conscious and that the football all ended in tears, beaten by West Germany 3-2. Three Lions it was not. The other one was the theme to Thunderbirds, in picture cover. The B-side was some dialogue from one of the episodes, with Parker calling Jeff Tracey a 'geezer'. The first single that I bought was See My Baby Jive by Wizzard. FIRST CONCERT 21st December 1977, just before my 16th birthday. It was The Motors at the Marquee Club, when it was in Wardour Street in Soho, London and the tickets were £1.25. I can't believe that my parents let me go. Though it was the height of Punk, The Motors were a rock band. I was bought a new denim jacket with sheepskin lining and wore a t-shirt that my mum had got free from work. The Marquee was small, dark, sweaty, with toilets best avoided for several reasons, but is a club that attracted lots of well known bands. The support band was the Bazoomis and that is all I remember of them. When the Motors came on, it was L-O-U-D. The rest of the set was a blur, but my ears rang for days afterwards, even over Christmas. A few days later I saw someone else in the same jacket (it was M&S after all) and I never wore it again. For those who have never heard of them, in 1978, the Motors released a single called Airport which became a hit. I later served one of them when I worked in Barclays in Penge and he was really chuffed that I recognised him. This was the start of my concert going which is now up to about 200. I still have the ticket stubs to all but a few (anorak, I know) to prove it!. Sorry if I have gone on a bit and digressed from the story a few times, but I hope you have learnt a little about me. I must say that I have enjoyed the memories that this has brought back.
Firsts I thought I would write a little as I've enjoyed reading the reviews of others on this subject. FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN Never really, thankfully I've been quite lucky. FIRST JOB I had a paper round when I was about 14 which you could say was technically my first job. Then from 16-18 whilst at college doing my A levels I worked at the local hospital cleaning the wards, giving out teas/coffees etc. I also sold Avon in my local area. During university I worked for The Gap and then when I left uni I moved to America and got my first "real job" and worked for Enterprise Rent a Car for about 2 years. It was great to begin with but then they sucked all the energy out of you (I worked from 7am to 7pm and was on my feet all day) and finally left completely drained but it was good training for the rest of my career. FIRST LOVE I honestly have to say my husband. I had boyfriends and a fiancee before him but knowing what I know now I never knew real love until I met him. I have never felt this way about anyone else and I wish everyone could feel the way I do about him for someone, it's awesome! FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK It was technically being drunk but when I was 2 years old I went to my cousins college graduation in America. I went with about 20 of my family members and they all gave me their strawberries which I absolutely. It was only after I had ate quite a few that my mum realised they had been soaked in alcohol so I was even more hyper than I usually was as an active little toddler! FIRST TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM ET - it's just so sad when he has to go home and leave Elliott! FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL I was 19 when my nan died. She was the first person really close to me that I had lost and it was really sad although she was 91. I've been lucky in my life so far actually that I haven't really faced any tragedy and I hope and pray it stays that way. FIRST CAR A green Nissan Sentra which I bought when I was working for Enterprise from the Enterprise Car Sales division, I got a good deal and it was a good car, wish I had gone for the convertible though. If you're young and can afford it definitely go for the fun car while you can. FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT Nothing of note really. I'm not usually an argumentative person and prefer to either stew about it or forget about it.
FIRST TIME AT A NEW SCHOOL well when I was in year 2 my mum and stepdad decided we were going to move to the other side of town and I was so sad to leave all my best friends behind to go live in a pub and make new ones :( anyway on the day I left I was given gifts, etc for leaving and I was soon to be in my new home. on the day I started my new school I was so nervous but I soon made lots of friends, it took me a while to get used to it but as soon as I did we decided to move back to where we came from! so in the end I grew up around all my lovely friends :) FIRST LOVE oh my days well I have had a few boyfriend, but noone like my current boyfriend Jon :) and none that I have ever loved properly, because really I didn't know what love was till I really fell for Jon. We spent ever weekend together for the first 12 months we were together (because we lived so far apart) until I was asked to move in with him! So I decided to move 70 miles away from home. Like all couples, we do have ours ups and downs, but we are still together after 20 long months. Now i visit home once a month to have a good catch up with my family and friends, because let's face it, I couldn't live without them :) FIRST JOB haha first and only job! I worked in the best chippy in my town. It made wonderful fish and chips, along with the others such as curry sauce, peas, sausages etc etc. Anyway I worked every weeknight apart from Mondays and every other saturday. Needless to say, i left this job after 9 months because the hours were way too long. I worked 4.30 - 8.30 tuesday and wednesday and then 4 - 9.45 on a thursday and 4.30 - 9.45 on a friday. not to mention the 11 - 2.30 on a saturday! I was asked to work on lunchtimes (by myself) during the school holidays, as well as my evening shift! man i was knackered by the end of the day! and aswell as all these hours i had to fit in revision for my GCSEs!! it was an impossible task... FIRST BEST FRIEND well my first best friend was katie :) she was bloomin' lovely as a child, what went wrong mrs? :P haha no, we were best friends from starting school until something like year 4. An embarrassing memory is that whenever she was off school i used to visit her after school to see if she was ok! After that, we fell out and hardly spoke. until 8 years later, when we were put in the same english language class for a-level. Ever since then we have become the best of friends once again! love you katie :) FIRST TIME I HAD MY HEART BROKEN tbh, ive not really experienced anything major... FIRST TIME I CRIED AT A FILM titanic! I was 17 and never seen it, so my mums friend leant me it. well I really wish she hadn't! i cried, and cried, and cried and cried some more! it is the part where rose realsies jack is dead that gets me everytime. and then that is it till the end!! and even into to credits haha!! i did buy it on dvd but needless to say i very rarely watch it! FIRST CAR i havent got one :( FIRST TIME I GOT DRUNK ooh, summer 2008, when i was 16. we went out for a colleague's birthday and I got absolutely smashed! I remember being sat in a pub, and I don't know if I was asleep or really drunk, either way it was black! i walked home with no shoes on and getting into bed. My mum came in and asked me if I was drunk, i said no! I so clearly was!! Infact it was that night that got me and Jon together, I sent him a drunken text telling him how much I loved him, we had only been talking a couple of days! FIRST TIME I LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL well i haven't lost her but i feel like i have. back at christmas 2007 my nana had a stroke. she was in hospital for a couple of months, then she was transferred to a nursing home. after a couple of months in the home they let her home. she is doing ok, but she is a completely different person. I love her so much and I don't think it'll be the same when....well, you know. I used to live with her when my mum left my dad, which to some would raise the question why aren't you writing about your dad? guys, don't even get me started! anyway when my mum left him, we lived with my nana until i was around 3 or 4, she used to take me to nursery and watch supermarket sweep with me when i got back. she always used to come to my room to give me sympathy when my mum shouted at me and most of all she was just there when i needed her. yeah, i love my nana to bits :)
FIRST TIME YOU HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN This might sound ridiculous but it was when I was 13 I was in a relationship with 'JF' and he ignored me for 2 weeks then I rang him and asked if he wanted to do something and he told me I'm dumped, dumping someone over the phone and it wasn't even his credit! Can you believe it? Anyways I've still not experienced anything like it, having to go to school the next day was a nightmare I couldn't stop crying and I couldn't eat (unlikely for me because I have such a huge appetite) my friends were all getting so angry with me, and my mum was so concerned. I was so emotional it felt like I had a hole in my heart at the time and I felt like it was the end of the world, I went home from school that day and was crying non stop for a week, 5 years later and I'm still not over it. FIRST LOVE My first love was JF as mentioned in the first question. Me and my friend went on a trip to junction one where theres a cinema, bowling alley and Mcdonalds. Me and my best friend were sitting in Mcdonalds and these 3 guys were spitting spitballs at the windows at us, I was instantly attracted to the guy in the middle he was gorgeous, he was tanned, had big brown puppy dog eyes and sort of spiked up kind of hair, they didn't go to our school and I was quite shy but I thought I was going to take a chance and ask him out, he said yes and we were together for 7 months and done everything together, I recently added him to Facebook though and he deleted me, so I'm so over it. FIRST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK With my friend K, when we were 14, we were at her house and her parents were out and we were left in a house with a stash of WKD and vodka, it was so much fun we were just drinking all night and singing on the kareoke and jumping down the stairs pretending to be Superman, I felt so cool at the time because it was my first time being drunk and it was totally new to me. Waking up the next morning I still felt drunk. FIRST TIME YOU CRIED AT A FILM I honestly can't remember as I'm such a big baby and cry at all sorts but my only memory of crying non stop from start to finish in a movie is probably The Notebook. I think I was 14 and I desperately wanted to be in love like that so I just wouldn't stop sobbing, mind you it's still my favourite movie and still makes me cry.. just not as much! FIRST TIME YOU LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL My grandma when I was 9, she was my favourite grandma and she promised me before she died that she'd take me kiteflying. We were really close and she would always buy me kindereggs after she'd picked me up from school. I remember when my grandad had a little party at their house and my grandma was upstairs in bed because she was dying and so ill she called me up and told me she'll always be with me. FIRST CAR I've never had one. FIRST FIGHT/HEATED ARGUMENT Erm, can't remember I've had loads I'm a loose canon with a huge temper and get so angry so easily I've had millions. Probably with my dad who also has a bad temper also.
First experiences:Have come across this category by chance, will keep it fairly brief. 1. Started school at 5,in Leeds, not having been to nursery, and found it quite busy and noisy at first, and a bit of a shock to the system. My parents were always telling people how I loved school. though I tried to explain to them I didn't like it at first. 2.My first experience of death: a boy in my class was sliding on playground ice, (this was in the early 1950's) when he fell and suffered a head injury. He was carried into class and laid on a mat before being taken to hospital' where he later died. I think we were 6 or 7. 3.My first move-to the country, we moved to Oswestry in Shropshire when I was 10, and lived in a bungalow. Around the time of the move my dad took me for a first meal out, bacon, egg, sausage, fried bread,tomatoes, and a mug of tea, I can still remember how good it was. 3.My first boyfriend, a student, we lived in Aberystwyth by then, it lasted 3 or 4 months, his name was Andy,my dad wasn't too keen, but he was a nice guy. However in those rather innocent days I had to return home by 11 or 12pm, even though I was 17. 4. My first move away from home,I couldn't wait, though my parents were fine, I went to Birmingham to study Sociology, but it didn't work out for me, and I later became a nurse. 5.Ok, its got to come, my first love, it did happen, but such a long time ago 6.a Myfirst car. A scarlet Ford Escort, though old and a lot the worse for wear it never let me down, unlike more recent models. 6.Success, qualifying as a nurse, dancing, and getting a lovely job on a Mens Surgical ward.With a wonderful Sister who was also a dragon. 7.Getting married at the age of 34,being happy, and getting an old house to do up. Going on holiday to the Shetland Islands, with glorious weather, and white sandy beaches. 8.My first pregnancy. Miscarriage,hadn't told anyone at work I was pregnant for some reason. 9. My first baby,a girl. Forceps delivery. My confidence a bit low because of my first pregnancy. 10. Oh dear again, the death of my dad in 1999, so long ago now, but I still miss him, and my mum also. 11. The birth of my granddaughter, now nearly 7. Shes gorgeous, and I love her.My mum was around during her very early life, so I'm glad she was ableto get to know her a bit. Family seems to get so important as you get older. 12. Retirement from work.Well you might call it retirement. Everybodys life brings some troubles (I've missed out a bit,)but all in all pretty good.