Memories Part I

Nawh, look how cute I used to be.

Sometimes this blog becomes more of a journal. This post is definitely one of those times. I often think back to grade school quite fondly and I wanted to get some of this stuff down so that I can remember it in years to come. Maybe you could do the same, it's extremely fun.

Without further adieu, here are some bits and pieces of my childhood:


Preschool - I remember bouncing on my best friend's bed, breaking her 101 Dalmatian snowglobe, and crying/hiding in the corner. I hadn't felt that kind of guilt in the entirety of my 5 years of living.

Kindergarden - I remember eating lunch in my backyard fort with my new best friend.

First Grade - I remember being obsessed with Treasure Mountain. Anyone? Anyone?

Second Grade - I remember always being the first girl to hand in assignments. Especially cursive. Who wants to spend forever getting your curves exactly right? Sometimes I would always try to beat the boy who was always first. He was ridiculously fast, though. 

Third Grade - Oh, for some reason I have so many third grade memories. I remember my friend finding chicken on the ground and flinging it with his spoon. It landed in my teacher's hair. We didn't tell her, but another girl tattled about 15 minutes later because she had previous qualms with said chicken flinging boy. 

I remember ganging up with a boy (who ended up being my partner in crime for many grade school years) to convince everyone to pretend we all have runny noses and use up the crappy school kleenexes so that we would be able to use the lotion puffs a mom brought in. There was never a kid not by the Kleenex box for like two weeks.

I remember having a sleepover and staying up until 3:15 am, a ridiculously risque time. At said sleepover, I remember discovering that my best friend is the deepest sleeper of all time. We threw stuffed animals at her, we tickled her, I jumped on her, etc. Eventually we gave up and put together my friend's new Rugrats puzzle.

Fourth Grade - I remember using the expression, "Hold your horses!" to a boy. He could not stop laughing and responded, "I don't have any horses!"

I remember writing my first "chapter book" Millow Mountain. It's quality stuff. Quality. 

I remember our teacher reading "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone." I can not thank her enough.

I remember playing basketball and having to guard the biggest 4th grader ever known to man. I was about 4 feet tall.

Fifth Grade - I remember having a crush on the same boy my best friend did and making an actual list of ways to find out who he likes and how to get him to like us. Somehow we weren't concerned with the fact that he would eventually have to choose one or the other.

I remember starting the "Ju Ju Club." It was legit.

I remember doing a pop routine to Jock Jam's "Tootsie Roll." Oh dear. Oh no.

Sixth Grade - I remember one of my friends in seventh grade passing away. Dealing with death at that age is a strange, difficult thing.

Seventh Grade - I remember getting my science teacher to divulge way too much of his personal life. He didn't particularly like Partner in Crime and I. One time he kicked me out, so I started crying because I knew it would make him feel like a horrible person. Mission accomplished. He ended up being the one apologizing. :]

I also remember historically laughing about the fact that the word "peat" in our science book was defined as a "brown mushy substance."

I remember starting cross country and hiding behind a car my first race because I was so terrified. 

Eighth Grade - Oh, eighth grade was the best. So hilarious. I remember skipping recess (when it was freezing) to talk with the secretary about life and eat starbursts. This lasted at least 3 months before our teacher found out. 

I remember hitting my principal square in the face with a snowball because my aim is that terrible.

I remember the videos in health about abstinence. The speaker was named Pam. These videos were about as hilarious as 90's documentaries come. 

High school will be next. Thanks for taking a trip down memory lane with me. :] Looking forward to reading yours, maybe!