First Impression

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Quote of the Day:

Oscar Wilde, 'Morality, like art, means drawing a line someplace.'

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Was chatting with my friend and I have no idea how the hell we touches the subject of first impression, well actually I do know how but that's not the main point. This word actually inspire me to write about it.

Although my memory of younger days weren't as good as my current fresh memory, but I'll try to remember as much as I can as I write.

Lets start from the earliest stage for education year.

Kindergarten. 

I can't remember anything from that stage of education. The only thing I remember is that I am one small kid who knows nothing but hiding away all my homework so that I don't have to do them.

Primary school. 

My first friend, a boy. A shy boy who only speaks English. And so happened, the teacher locate him in front of me. We get to know each other when my class having a 'class trip' to the toilet. Well, Mr Shy and I refuse to follow and decide to stay in the class. The main reason for me to stay back is because I am such a chicken and dare not to move around worrying something bad will happened. I am such a paranoid since young!!! Anyway, I enjoy reading story books since young, and so happened mom bought me The Lion King story book. I was reading it while other off to the toilet trip. So, he's sitting in front of me with no friends. As a friendly girl as my mom always wish me to be, I tapped his shoulder and offer him my story book. And thus our friendship bloom from this very moment. We were such good friend that I though we could be friend forever. But good times always end faster than usual. Few months later, he told me he's dad will be transferring him to English-major school. So, as the new generation kid, he promised to give me his phone number and address before he go. Because we were just 7 and we barely know our own address, so I though he'll get the information from his parents and give it to me next day. 

However, the next day, he absent from the class and the teacher announce that Mr Shy had left us to other school. I got not even a good-bye from him, don't mention phone number. The only piece of information I know is he stay in one of the condominium at OUG. And now, I've move to OUG, not because of him, but I still hoping to bump into him someday. As elderly says, people change around time, especially after 13 years, we all will look totally different and I can't even recall his name, so, I think the chances of me bumming into him and saying hi once again is as low as nil. Who knows, may be we once walk pass each other but not knowing each other.

Secondary school. 

My first friend in CHS is Mak Choi Man. Not to say first friend, she's the first who I speak to. Clearly I remember what I said and what she reply. I said, 'Hai, is this line 1F1?'. Her reply, one cold nod and turn back to face the front. My first impression to her, she's so smart and I'm going to be beaten by her smartness. However, as time pass, surprising enough, not only her result were as bad as mine, she turn out to be a total bitch and we barely talk to each other. Yes, we held not grudges towards each other, but we were two different type of people, so better not to talk. 

A levels. 

My very first friend from Taylor's is Jennifer. She's the one who approach me and introduce herself to me. We clicked immediately as she is so nice and so motherly. She's smart and nice and everything. We even go for lunch together. We always hang around and she bought me a surprise birthday chocolate ball which granted me my 18th Birthday wish. She is always there for me and teach me whatever that I don't know. However, one cannot beat time. We finishes our course and has to go different way. But, we still keep in touch. 

Law School. 

The very first person who give me such deep impression on the orientation day is Justin. Ignore the fact that half of my classmates are my Taylor's class mate. Anyway, Justin is the campus guide on that day. He's very good in it, no doubt. And my impression to him, lets see, I want to be like him, as in his smartness and his Dior big shades. However, after knowing him better now, man, I want to be like him more!!! He IS actually very talented in many area and he still having a Dior big shades. And yesterday he ask me to tell the truth on what I think about his dressing style, I have totally no idea how to answer. Because, I have no comment about it!!! And, Justin, just in case you're reading this, I'm not complimenting you. I'm just telling truth!!!  

The very first person I spoke to in class is, Naeem. The Kenya Indian boy. My impression to him is a bad one. An arrogant ass. Truth is, Naeem is such a nice person. Smart, nice, funny and good socialist. Another person who spoke to me together with Naeem is Richie, Mr Rich. I think, he's a fool. In a good way. 

Another person who speak to me about first impression is Kah Jun. I first spoke to him during the get-to-know-each-other-session. I ask him a very weird question, in a polite way, 'I know it is rude to ask but may I know why you like tight shirt?'. No one knows, Kah Jun and I later became such good friend and he even volunteer to be my brother. So, I asked him if he still remember I once asked him such rude question, and how does he feels at that very moment. He says, at that very moment, he hated me and think I'm a bitch. But after getting to know me better, he realise I'm a fun person and asking blunt and rude questions are part of me. Not surprise right?

After all the first impression experience I could remember, I realised (believe you all realised it as well) most of my friends/good friends/close friends/first friends are guys. Reason is simple, because I LOVE MAN!!! Mwahahhahahaha....

Now you know me more....!!!

Have a nice day!!!

Love,

Nichole