Currently an emotional train wreck. Right now is when i feel like diggin' into a pint of Ben and Jerry's(althought I never do). And watching some sappy love movie that'll make me cry buckets. It hurts. I can't describe to you how much one stupid little fact of information can ruin your night. And it's not like i didn't already know...But its reoccuring...whenever i think about it, whenever i remember it. It makes my blood boil, and it feels like my hearts on fire. Wheres an extinguisher when you need one? Why must i remember stupid facts of information. This is where my good memory turns around and bites me in the ass.
Regina Spektor. I love the song samson. Piano is very pretty. Currently listening to it.
Torrance ( i don't even know if that's how you spell it), California. Year: 1987 I was born.
My earliest memories of life were my preschool days. A kid size carton of Milk was a quarter and school was a longer version of playtime. With plastic kitchens and plastic dishes, and raisins as a afternoon snack (yuck).
Raisins in my opinion are only good in Oatmeal cookies. Plain and simple. Here is where my fear of getting lost was created. I remember one day after school waiting in a line for the school bus, i don't think i was suppose to get on the school bus. I remember sitting down with my scooby doo lunch box. Stop after stop my stop never came. I remember crying when the bus lady asked me where i lived. I didn't know where the hell i was or why i was on that damn bus. But i remember the bus lady returning to the school and there my aunt was waiting for me aka my babysitter.
I remember when i tried cutting my hair, i was in pre-school. I cut my bangs crooked. My mom was sooo pissed. I can remember playing with my cousin jaquelyn. She was probably like 1. My aunt made me babysit my 1 year old cousin. haha, and i was in preschool. She'd leave us alone in her room to play...she's lucky i didn't ever climb out that window in her room. I remember my aunt washing clothes in the sink. and hanging them outside to dry. It's funny what you remember...i remember buying pencils for a quarter out of a pencil machine...they were sparkly and rainbow color'd. I dont remember when we moved from el monte to azuza.
But i remember azuza. I remember the hills of dirt my brother would build in the back to ride his bike over. I remember there was a hole in the hill and there was a black widow. Huge one. probably a mutant black widow lol. There were corn fields in the back of our backyard fence. i remember catching lady bugs with plastic grocerie bags lil did i know i was actually killing them all when i tied up the bag. lol I remember crying when i'd see them all dead when i opened up the bag. I remember having a pet crow. My dad caught it, poor birds leg was broken, we healed him back to good health and set him free. I hope he survived. My dad was always bringing animals home, mostly strays. I btw was a stubborn little brat when i was little. As evidence I give u the story of my kitty that was killed by my brothers dogs. I had a play house out in the yard. me being well me...i decided to take my kitty out side in the yard...
to be continued.....
Regina Spektor. I love the song samson. Piano is very pretty. Currently listening to it.
Torrance ( i don't even know if that's how you spell it), California. Year: 1987 I was born.
My earliest memories of life were my preschool days. A kid size carton of Milk was a quarter and school was a longer version of playtime. With plastic kitchens and plastic dishes, and raisins as a afternoon snack (yuck).
Raisins in my opinion are only good in Oatmeal cookies. Plain and simple. Here is where my fear of getting lost was created. I remember one day after school waiting in a line for the school bus, i don't think i was suppose to get on the school bus. I remember sitting down with my scooby doo lunch box. Stop after stop my stop never came. I remember crying when the bus lady asked me where i lived. I didn't know where the hell i was or why i was on that damn bus. But i remember the bus lady returning to the school and there my aunt was waiting for me aka my babysitter.
I remember when i tried cutting my hair, i was in pre-school. I cut my bangs crooked. My mom was sooo pissed. I can remember playing with my cousin jaquelyn. She was probably like 1. My aunt made me babysit my 1 year old cousin. haha, and i was in preschool. She'd leave us alone in her room to play...she's lucky i didn't ever climb out that window in her room. I remember my aunt washing clothes in the sink. and hanging them outside to dry. It's funny what you remember...i remember buying pencils for a quarter out of a pencil machine...they were sparkly and rainbow color'd. I dont remember when we moved from el monte to azuza.
But i remember azuza. I remember the hills of dirt my brother would build in the back to ride his bike over. I remember there was a hole in the hill and there was a black widow. Huge one. probably a mutant black widow lol. There were corn fields in the back of our backyard fence. i remember catching lady bugs with plastic grocerie bags lil did i know i was actually killing them all when i tied up the bag. lol I remember crying when i'd see them all dead when i opened up the bag. I remember having a pet crow. My dad caught it, poor birds leg was broken, we healed him back to good health and set him free. I hope he survived. My dad was always bringing animals home, mostly strays. I btw was a stubborn little brat when i was little. As evidence I give u the story of my kitty that was killed by my brothers dogs. I had a play house out in the yard. me being well me...i decided to take my kitty out side in the yard...
to be continued.....
Lets See what I remember....
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......Oh right, this morning I woke up....and....Hi! Who are you?
Miss ya