sixteenth of january, two thousand and sixteen
13:27
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- i've awful memory so i don't think my earliest memory ever is quite accurate but there's three things i remember relatively clearly.
1. one time in kindergarten i brought in a bag of pick n mix and i gave all my friends some then a bitch i didn't like asked for one to which i happily said no. during lunch break she stole some from my bag and i came back to none. i told my teacher the bitch stole them (i didn't actually call her a bitch, i just don't remember her name) to which she actually did steal them and we had an arguement over her stealing and me not giving her any. SO. the teacher, as a teacher, tried to reinforce le basic sense of justice into us said that stealing is wrong but so is not sharing. the teacher looked at me, smiled faintly and said 'ok, amy is very sorry for what she did and for stealing your sweets. do you forgive her?' and four year old me replied 'no'. i think it was the look on my teachers face at that moment made this entire event so memorable because it was a literal 'what the fuck' face. it's absolutely amusing trailing back on it. i think i was forced to say i forgive her after a very long while but i honestly didn't and i held a grudge on that kid for the longest time.
2. first time learning how to learn to ride a bike! i grew up with my grandparents and my granddad had a hobby of fixing bikes in his spare time. we'd always take our bikes to the nearly park that was about a minute walk from our home. the first time i learned how to ride a bike, i remember constantly falling and having my granddad give out to me constantly. the sun was about to set and we'd been there for nearly three hours and at that point my granddad had completely given up on me. he turned his back to walk home and my brother was stopping his bike to walk home with him and in a moments desperation i yolo'd on the bike and petalled as fast as i could and BAM. I DID ITTTTT. i remember my brother turning around and being like 'granddad look' and my granddad turned and had the proudest expression on his face.
3. i've always had reoccurring dreams of standing on the top of a staircase backwards and falling down so one day when i was a kid i came up with the theory that if i could use a plastic bag as a parachute, i could use it in my dreams to not fall down the stairs anymore. so being the little smartpants that i was i wanted to test my theory first. i ended up standing on my living room coffee table with a plastic bag and jumped off 100% believing that the plastic bag would inflate and levitate me. i just ended up falling FLAAAAAAAT on my head and bleeding like fuck. i started crying and went over to my grandmom and told her my brother hit me. i'm not sure what happened afterwards but i'm pretty sure she came up to my brother being like 'you little shithead' and he was there watching tv being like 'I DIDNT DO IT WTF'.
anyways, that was the tag.
i'm not tagging anyone but feel free to do it if you want.
i'm just squeezing in a lense post as well with this...THEY'RE SO PRETTY
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13:27
♡
- i've awful memory so i don't think my earliest memory ever is quite accurate but there's three things i remember relatively clearly.
1. one time in kindergarten i brought in a bag of pick n mix and i gave all my friends some then a bitch i didn't like asked for one to which i happily said no. during lunch break she stole some from my bag and i came back to none. i told my teacher the bitch stole them (i didn't actually call her a bitch, i just don't remember her name) to which she actually did steal them and we had an arguement over her stealing and me not giving her any. SO. the teacher, as a teacher, tried to reinforce le basic sense of justice into us said that stealing is wrong but so is not sharing. the teacher looked at me, smiled faintly and said 'ok, amy is very sorry for what she did and for stealing your sweets. do you forgive her?' and four year old me replied 'no'. i think it was the look on my teachers face at that moment made this entire event so memorable because it was a literal 'what the fuck' face. it's absolutely amusing trailing back on it. i think i was forced to say i forgive her after a very long while but i honestly didn't and i held a grudge on that kid for the longest time.
2. first time learning how to learn to ride a bike! i grew up with my grandparents and my granddad had a hobby of fixing bikes in his spare time. we'd always take our bikes to the nearly park that was about a minute walk from our home. the first time i learned how to ride a bike, i remember constantly falling and having my granddad give out to me constantly. the sun was about to set and we'd been there for nearly three hours and at that point my granddad had completely given up on me. he turned his back to walk home and my brother was stopping his bike to walk home with him and in a moments desperation i yolo'd on the bike and petalled as fast as i could and BAM. I DID ITTTTT. i remember my brother turning around and being like 'granddad look' and my granddad turned and had the proudest expression on his face.
3. i've always had reoccurring dreams of standing on the top of a staircase backwards and falling down so one day when i was a kid i came up with the theory that if i could use a plastic bag as a parachute, i could use it in my dreams to not fall down the stairs anymore. so being the little smartpants that i was i wanted to test my theory first. i ended up standing on my living room coffee table with a plastic bag and jumped off 100% believing that the plastic bag would inflate and levitate me. i just ended up falling FLAAAAAAAT on my head and bleeding like fuck. i started crying and went over to my grandmom and told her my brother hit me. i'm not sure what happened afterwards but i'm pretty sure she came up to my brother being like 'you little shithead' and he was there watching tv being like 'I DIDNT DO IT WTF'.
my childhood also consisted of:
- lip syncing to princess swan lake and other amazing barbie classics
- 10pm sharp nights
- 10pm sharp nights
- a staple, staple breakfast of bread and eggs and a staple, staple lunch of apples. a ton of apples.
- me bullying a kid called shannon who was too sweet and bubbly for my liking. it wasn't really bullying, i was just an extreme bitch towards her and excluded her in a lot of things.
- a childhood crush of a lad named adam. i remember we got to do a jigsaw puzzle together once and i was blushing throughout.
- a lot of doodling based on card captor sakura. her dresses were goals.
- irl roleplaying with my cousin to which we'd go from high schoolers to high schoolers with powers to high schoolers with powers and crushes on spiderman/batman etcetc.
(there was also a time we roleplayed me being her pet pig and she was a peasant girl. the end was quite sad and she ended having to abandon me).
- surprisingly enough pre age 10 was the time i wrote the most stories. i've so many draft stories written in notepad (because i didnt have word) because fantasy/fictional shit. mostly to do with ninjas.
- i had a unicorn push i used to bring e v e r y w h e r e with me named hannah. after my dad and i had our first arguement ever when i was around ten he bought me a twin plushie unicorn which i've never got around naming (hannah v2)
- i had a unicorn push i used to bring e v e r y w h e r e with me named hannah. after my dad and i had our first arguement ever when i was around ten he bought me a twin plushie unicorn which i've never got around naming (hannah v2)
- online roleplaying on gaiaonline till like 4am each night..
- gunbound, auditionsea (oh god. i was so young and i had a hubby to do the couple battles with..), diablo I/II (someone tell me why i had an amazon and assassin when sorcs were OP as shit?)
- gunbound, auditionsea (oh god. i was so young and i had a hubby to do the couple battles with..), diablo I/II (someone tell me why i had an amazon and assassin when sorcs were OP as shit?)
- i used to spend all night on an irish channel that showed random old films past 11.
- i was never a sexually informed/active kid at all. i remember when i went over to my friends house and they were talking about her online boyfriend and how he wanted to talk to her and wank to her voice and i was there all like 'what's wank'. oh god..
- i was never a sexually informed/active kid at all. i remember when i went over to my friends house and they were talking about her online boyfriend and how he wanted to talk to her and wank to her voice and i was there all like 'what's wank'. oh god..
- pretty sure my first relationship was based on our mutual love for fish and now afterwards, i don't feel anything towards fish anymore. they always remind me of him and his awkwardness (which, apparently hes not awkward anymore).
- being extremelyyyyyy self-conscious of my mouth (lips, teeth). i've never liked my thick lips and i had horrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrible teeth back then (SPEAKING OF WHICH I'M GETTING MY BRACES FINALLY OFF IN A MONTH AND THEY HAVE SERIOUSLY BEEN KILLING ME FOR LIKE EVER)
- being extremelyyyyyy self-conscious of my mouth (lips, teeth). i've never liked my thick lips and i had horrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrible teeth back then (SPEAKING OF WHICH I'M GETTING MY BRACES FINALLY OFF IN A MONTH AND THEY HAVE SERIOUSLY BEEN KILLING ME FOR LIKE EVER)
anyways, that was the tag.
i'm not tagging anyone but feel free to do it if you want.
i'm just squeezing in a lense post as well with this...THEY'RE SO PRETTY
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