Daring to Be » 2005 » September

Firsts and lasts, taken from Sass.

FIRSTS

First best friend: Sarah Hunter. She was my best friend in kindergarten and then she moved a 1 /2 hr away. We remained friends throughout elementary school but you know, as you get older you lose touch.

First car: My car right now; a purple 1990 Sundance. What a hunk o’ junk.

First kiss: I was about 2 weeks away from being 15. Party at my Dad’s, boy named Dominique from Germany. It was awful. I went home and told my Mom I was never kissing another boy ever again. Do they kiss differently in Germany?

First screen name: *~Brea~* on ICQ. Remember Clay, Kassidy? Shouldn’t we be married to him by now?

First funeral: I think my Great Uncle Jack’s when I was a kid. Not sure. I do remember Nicole and Amy killing themselves laughing during it because it was the first time we found out George Sucer was a real person and not just an insulting name from Grandma.

First album: Lorrie Morgan’s Greatest Hits. I remember I made two of my friends learn the lyrics to “Five Minutes” so we could belt it out. They were thrilled, I’m sure.

First pets: Black Kitty and Grey Kitty. Original names huh?

First piercing/tatooing: Ears, when I was 4. My sister was 6 and she cried. I didn’t. Therefore, I maintain that I am tougher.

First big trip: To BC when I was 6 with my Papa, Amma, Dad, Mom, brother and sister. It was in my grandparent’s motor home. The little I do remember was awesome.

First time skiing: I can’t remember first time because I skiied often when I was a kid.

First concert: Summersault when I was 16.

First alcoholic drink: I’ve had beaucoup amounts of wine at every family supper for as long as I can remember. Honestly. Not just “Okay you can taste it kids.” I remember twirling in circles watching the ceiling fan with a glass of wine in hand. I must’ve been about 8 and I was loaded.

First ticket violation: I’ve never gotten a ticket from a cop! I once had to pay $30 for a parking violation though. I was only 5 minutes late. I was so angry that my boyfriend had to write out the cheque and I just signed it.

First date: Hmm. I never really had a first date. Things like that don’t happen in small towns. You get drunk, make out, and you’re a couple. Screw the dating process.

LASTS

Last car ride: Home from work tonight. Whoohoo.

Last kiss: When I saw D at school today. Although that chaste kiss due to being in packed Place Riel can hardly count.

Last time you cried: Last week. PMS, what more can I say?

Last movie watched: I watched some of Ever After before going to work this afternoon.

Last food you ate: Mint Aero.

Last love: Was a rollercoaster.

Last temptation: This mint Aero sitting in front of me, not sure whose it was but it belongs to my belly now heh heh heh.

Last item bought: My Kinesiology lab manual.

Last annoyance: Two teenage girls hemming and hawing over a watch purchase at work tonight. It was 5 minutes to close and I wanted to get out of there.

Last time wanting to die: Probably in my angst ridden teenage years.

Last shirt worn: White teeshirt under my Bay vest. (Still on now in fact.)

Last alcoholic drink: Last Friday (!!) at PASS beer night. So it was gross draft beer but I drank it anyway. Hey, it was free.

Last concert: Wow… sadly enough, The Watchmen back in 2002. I’m not a huge fan of concerts though so not a big deal.

Last phone call: A very persistent and annoying customer.

Last time at the mall: Not even an hour ago, due to working in one.