Had my fair share of many 1sts this year, mostly happening in the last 3 months.
1st 10km jog – the longest I have done yet, though it did include walking little bits of it. Still pretty proud of my little feat, plus cheap thrill of crossing that double digit barrier.
1st time to Nice, Athens, Shanghai (so far), hoping to add more to the list by year end.
1st experience of having eye-lash extensions done, and now finding myself in a new conundrum of whether I should continue doing that, or just embrace what is given to me.
1st time to break the asian conservative mental barrier and hugged mummy with all my might, and know after I shall not stop at just that one, though mum was rather taken aback by the sudden gesture…it is after all a breakthrough from our normal hand holdings and friendly pats. I am so glad that I did it though, what better person than mummy to be sharing and giving your hugs to right.
1st time owner of Hermes, Fendi, Marc Jacobs, Longchamp (that is with mummy now coz she likes it) within the same month…gosh…one of my most extravagant months, still slogging away to rid that credit card bill.
1st time I did something stupid that nearly cost my life, and then grateful to have learnt one of the most important lessons from the experience.
1st traffic accident in dubai, and I am all alone that day! Scared the living daylights out of me when another car slammed into the taxi door as I opened it to get out, and I swear I did not see that coming when I checked for cars behind!
Then I somehow began to recall past 1sts…1st step, 1st word, 1st fall, 1st day at school, 1st tooth that fell, 1st birthday party, 1st time to come in 1st in class, 1st period (that was scary and bewildering since grandma reacted so happily to that and started calling everyone), 1st swim, 1st kiss, 1st crush, 1st love, 1st love at first sight, 1st heartbreak, 1st paycheck, 1st vacation, 1st job overseas, 1st time I saw snow, the list seems endless. We all have our own set of firsts, and they are all different.
Dunno what prompted me to be counting 1sts…but at the end of the day I am glad to be still in that stage of amassing 1sts in life…knowing there are many more to come for sure…before having to start counting lasts…then I began to wonder if life is such that the firsts and lasts are always the most memorable, and everything in the middle tends to being a blur. Then I thought no…the firsts and lasts may have their significance and meaning, but the strongest memories are more than often from emotional extremities and the “mosts” - that nastiest fall you had…the most embarrassing moment you had to endure, best night out, best trip, best meal, most beautiful sunset, just to name a few, and all the extremely happy, sad, magical moments in your life.
Memories - such powerful things, giving meaning, support, and comfort to each and every one of our unique lives. There is always something to rejoice about or learn from them.
What is one fond memory that came to your mind right this moment? Take some time to soak it up and indulge…
1st 10km jog – the longest I have done yet, though it did include walking little bits of it. Still pretty proud of my little feat, plus cheap thrill of crossing that double digit barrier.
1st time to Nice, Athens, Shanghai (so far), hoping to add more to the list by year end.
1st experience of having eye-lash extensions done, and now finding myself in a new conundrum of whether I should continue doing that, or just embrace what is given to me.
1st time to break the asian conservative mental barrier and hugged mummy with all my might, and know after I shall not stop at just that one, though mum was rather taken aback by the sudden gesture…it is after all a breakthrough from our normal hand holdings and friendly pats. I am so glad that I did it though, what better person than mummy to be sharing and giving your hugs to right.
1st time owner of Hermes, Fendi, Marc Jacobs, Longchamp (that is with mummy now coz she likes it) within the same month…gosh…one of my most extravagant months, still slogging away to rid that credit card bill.
1st time I did something stupid that nearly cost my life, and then grateful to have learnt one of the most important lessons from the experience.
1st traffic accident in dubai, and I am all alone that day! Scared the living daylights out of me when another car slammed into the taxi door as I opened it to get out, and I swear I did not see that coming when I checked for cars behind!
Then I somehow began to recall past 1sts…1st step, 1st word, 1st fall, 1st day at school, 1st tooth that fell, 1st birthday party, 1st time to come in 1st in class, 1st period (that was scary and bewildering since grandma reacted so happily to that and started calling everyone), 1st swim, 1st kiss, 1st crush, 1st love, 1st love at first sight, 1st heartbreak, 1st paycheck, 1st vacation, 1st job overseas, 1st time I saw snow, the list seems endless. We all have our own set of firsts, and they are all different.
Dunno what prompted me to be counting 1sts…but at the end of the day I am glad to be still in that stage of amassing 1sts in life…knowing there are many more to come for sure…before having to start counting lasts…then I began to wonder if life is such that the firsts and lasts are always the most memorable, and everything in the middle tends to being a blur. Then I thought no…the firsts and lasts may have their significance and meaning, but the strongest memories are more than often from emotional extremities and the “mosts” - that nastiest fall you had…the most embarrassing moment you had to endure, best night out, best trip, best meal, most beautiful sunset, just to name a few, and all the extremely happy, sad, magical moments in your life.
Memories - such powerful things, giving meaning, support, and comfort to each and every one of our unique lives. There is always something to rejoice about or learn from them.
What is one fond memory that came to your mind right this moment? Take some time to soak it up and indulge…
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