About the first thing

Well (partially) inspired by miss Leony, I also want to recollect my memories about the first stuff in my life … hehehehehehehe …

The first vehicle I buy…. a bike … brand: Gazelle, type: Medeo Tracking, I call her Jennifer …well she almost becomes my wife, since I always put her in my room and never put it in the bike shelter .. I really like the bike, never expected that the first vehicle I buy is a bike actually … anyway … until now I only fell down two times with her, the first was just after I took her from the shop and ride her home …. The second one is quite stupid .. just don’t mention it here …

Then the first time I ride a bike … huehehehehehehe … quiet embarrassing actually … it when I was still in Germany, probably a few week after I knew that I’m probably going to life in Netherlands …..well …… Netherlands… bike … get the point? … and of course I was quite shocked … then I asked Lulu to teach me how to ride a bike .. using her bike ( please note, Lulu is a girl about half my size … can you imagine how big is her bike?) but anyway .. I was quite successful at the first try, no funny thing happened (well I looked funny)…. I was a good student perhaps … huehehehehehehehe…

The first time I know condom (touch, blow etc….)… is when I was in high school … it was the opening ceremony of the sport fest in our school … so every class or team had to bring a bunch of balloon, so that in the end of the ceremony … we were supposed to release the balloon to the sky … but somehow … my friend (aceng a.k.a. anak celeng .. loosely translated as the son of the pig … huahahahahahahahahaha… where is he now?) had this great idea … instead of balloon .. he bought a pack of condom (the most famous one at that time, 25) … cleaned it in the toilet together with other guy (first time I touch and realized that condom is quite oily …. hehehehehehe) … blew it, tied it with the other balloon and released it … should see my teacher face at that time … hehehehehehehehe

First crush …. hmmmm … as far as I can remember it was in my 6th grade ….. I had a crush with the 4th grade girl …. her name is Cindy, stayed in jln purnawarman 56 (as I remember, probably the number is wrong but the street I surely remember) … her driver always picked her up with a black honda accord prestige …. I think I had a shot at that time, but somehow I was too embarrassed … just some haha hihi , a little bit flirting after school …. Last time I met her is about 8 years ago in Café Halaman .. and guess … she still remember me …

The first time I steal my father’s car … it was 3 days after I got my first driving license .. I was 17 … and there was a sweet seventeen party that I wanted to go ….. the car was in the garage, and normally the mechanic deliver the car after it is fixed … but somehow … after the school, I went there and selling my father name so the mechanic will not deliver the car to my house … arrive at home .. pretended don’t know anything .. I went there again and took the car … and go straight to eldorado pool side on jln setiabudi … huehehehehehe … back from the party (off course) my father found out … and almost cut my brand new driving license with a scissor … lucky me .. my mother helped me .. thanks mom! .. hehehehehehehehehehehe ………. Well like I said, it was the first … but not the last …..