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Having a temporary spider tattoo on my upper arm from those little 25 cent machines at the grocery store and going to school and being told to wash it off before I could attend class. I was like 6.
(5th birthday) I was a huge PPG fan, and my mother made me a cake with the girls drawn on it in SPRINKLES. She sat there for hours painstakingly placing each one with tweezers and adjusting them with toothpicks. Now that I'm much older, I appreciate and admire the effort even more.
My earliest memory was me being at the playgroup at age 3. I presume I just came off of the wooden indoor slide, but in any case, I was running in kind of a weird way at the official start of my memory banks
Furthermore, I do have some other subsequent childhood memories, but sadly, most of them are either negative and pessimistic, or just plainly forgotten since I'm pretty amnesiac too for the last few years.
I remember not joining the class for a class-related activity during Valentine’s Day as I was being pretty stubborn and didn’t want to associate with the other kids. I was in elementary school, lmao
I remember sharing a bathtub with my brother when we were younger and he'd always poop in it while we were playing. I'd be standing on my tiptoes because we weren't allowed to exit the tub without my mom's permission and she was getting us towels at that moment so I just stood there screaming bloody murder as the logs floated towards me.
If I was my mom, I'd be dying of laughter, despite having to clean up the mess.
I had a really bad habit of stealing small trinkets and toys. Whatever I could pocket easily.
My parents were aware of this and I began hiding my stolen loot in my stuff animal kangaroo's pouches. Kangaroos were my favorite animal at the time and they were all my accomplices.
Ok so I was about 4 or 5 years old when this happened xD and for some odd reason, I had an obsession with conveyor belts. So at that age, my family and I used to live in a house with a storage like room (???) that had stairs going down to the backdoor. Basically we used that room to put away holiday decorations and things we didn't use often such as our bikes...(I think you know where this is going) I have siblings and one of their bikes was too big to be properly stored in a separate room with the others so we kinda just dumped it in there I guess lol. It was standing against the wall and In that room, I used to play with my toys despite being told not to, since it was hard to supervise a dumb 5-year-old in a room with walls covered with some old junk. Anyway, as I was playing I thought it would be a great idea to imaging I was running a factory with the bike chains near the peddles. I pretended I was turning the imaginary conveyor belt (Bike chain) with the peddles and thought it was a good idea to put my fingers on the chain. I started with my pinky and it went through and under the passing gear and I could slip it in and out easily but I then tried with my chubby pointer finger and that's where it all goes downhill. It got stuck between the gear and chain and I go full panic mode. As a kid, I was pretty stubborn and always tried to solve problems myself so I spent a good 5 mins trying to get my finger out. To no avail, I called for my mom and she came rushing in and as soon as she saw my finger stuck and turning pale, her face turned full white xD There was no one else home beside my older brother who was like 7 so he couldn't do anything so my mom called and the fire department showed up...like 3 came in to get my poor chubby finger out of the bike. They got me out in like 3 minutes and luckily I didn't get hurt but my mom keeps telling me how out of everyone I was the biggest troublemaker. : D Ahh I miss the young age where I had the comprehension of a tadpole. :']
I was actually having a really vivid memory of AC for the Gamecube recently
I was always the early riser of the family, so I'd be downstairs at like 6am in the summer and I'd be the first one on the game systems/TV.
I miss that serenity of turning the game on, doing the morning aerobics every day, playing for a few hours catching fish and bugs before mom would wake up and ask me to go water the garden, morning sun and cicadas, etc. Because of the morning routines for it, I relate the smell of freshly watered tomato plants (very distinct) to playing AC as a kid
- going berry picking with my Nana
- getting pinched by a goose lol
- going to the huge Toys R Us almost every birthday
- playing Crash Bandicoot, CTR and Tekken on PlayStation for hours and hours and hours
- the first musical I saw on West End (Cats) and how hard I obsessed over it for, like, ever
- the Pokemon card craze (school ended up banning them)
- those weird jelly alien things. I dropped my favourite one on the gravel playground and it got all messy. devastated. (those got banned too)
- scented gel pens, bubble letters and that weird S thing everyone drew
- Cartoon Network actually being good. we didn't have sky/cable for ages so when visiting relatives who did I was practically glued to the tv
- NEOPETS
Trying to 'steal' my baby brother
Trying to run away with a little suitcase but not being tall enough to unlock the fence
Telling my mom I would be a pirate when a grown up
Asking my dad why they killed the flag in the Olympic games
Watching cartoons in English even if I didn't understand anything
Putting a cup of sugar in my cereals
Holding my parents' hands and jumping over the sidewalk cracks
Running under the table
Stealing carrots in vegetable patches
Sprinkling sand on my crackers
Playing with a Playboy deck of cards (my fav was the girl holding a balloon)
- I vividly remember watching Hamtaro on VHS
- I had a red Tamagotchi that I would always neglect and kill it from starvation
- Being in 2nd grade and watching "Between the Lions" in class
- Every Christmas was probably the most exciting thing. I would watch the Polar Express in school and we did nothing on the days leading up to winter break. I also vividly remember my mom taking to to the mall for Black Friday and watching Christmas movies in the Hallmark channel. Maybe I grew up, but Christmas doesn't feel.....special anymore? Maybe it's because I slowly saw how heavily the commercialized the holiday is over time, or I just no long have anything to look forward to besides watching movies, but it just doesn't feel the same anymore...
- Playing Club Penguin
I remember very distinctly going up the stairs with hiccups. This was in my old house so I had to be two or three. I don't know why I remember that so vividly