First Impressions

You can’t make two of those, they, in most cases, lead you to make fast and faulty judgments, and no matter how much time elapses, you will always remember them. 

I have never succeeded in not judging by the first impression I get about a person, place, food, or anything for that matter; but I have succeeded in not voicing my opinion that quickly.

The raid if first impressions began in late 2009 when I met my fiancé, or the person who was going to be my fiancé.

 My first impression was: Whaaaaattt?  

It wasn’t long before I was proven wrong, but that’s a whole different story.

In the spring of 2010, I was also guilty of judging upon a first impression when I got a new job and met Noor.  

My first impression was:  What’s her problem? Could she be anymore arrogant?

That lasted for only one day.  The girl turned out to be a 90% reflection of me, and my first blog follower!  Thanks for the support Nusou!!

The mother of all first impressions was the one I had when I saw the apartment my fiancé and I are supposed to move into after we get married.  The building is about 20 years old, and the apartment itself needed a massive makeover.  I was shocked to tears.

My first impression was: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

The remodeling has been going on for the past several months; and I simply can’t wait till it’s done.  It’s becoming everything we need and want in all its details.