MemoriesCategory: Memories

let the rain, fall down on me.

25 September, 2008 (16:40) | Memories

I’ll be the first to say I didn’t have much of a childhood.  When I should have been loud and curious, I was getting yelled at for talking while Daddy was working.  When I should have been out exploring the woods, I was packing my bags for the custody schedule change.  When I should have […]

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Bladder problems at the boy scouts

3 July, 2008 (14:06) | Memories

Yay, I’m secure enough in my adulthood to tell this little gem.  Maybe a testament to my social awkwards, maybe a propellant of my social awkwardness…who’s to say, either way, what a childhood.  So I was in scouts as a kid, and really had a great time all along.  If I remember correctly, I skipped […]

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Friends are friends forever, if The Lords the lord of them.

16 April, 2008 (16:17) | Memories

Good ol’ Heritage Hills Christian Academy.  Bring your conservative christians, your social outcasts, your vagabond christian school seekers, your public school expellants, they’re all welcome.  I met some of my best friends there.  From 3rd grade to 9th grade, I learned a lot, grew a lot personally, and I attribute so much of my life’s […]

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My first kiss

14 February, 2008 (15:22) | Memories

Here’s on for valentine’s day.  1st grade, I had a major crush on Dana Morich.  Our class probably had a dozen or so kids in it, and I always felt like Dana and I were the smart 2, that we had some sort of connection there.  We were outside for recess, and no one was […]

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You should try to remember the good times and the high life

30 January, 2008 (13:01) | Memories

After my parents split, I got to have a day with my dad by myself.  Thursday nights.  I normally had a boy scout meeting then we’d go home and watch the simpsons.  Sometimes, we’d take a drive out past Malden crossroads and up a hill to the left past a church to a dead end […]

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I need a psychiatrist because of my psychiatrist

2 January, 2008 (10:55) | Memories

When I was around 7 or so, my parents decided to split.  I don’t remember particularly why, but it was decided that J’aime and I both needed to see psychiatrists as a result.  Actually, I don’t remember if J’aime started at the same time as I did or not, all I know is right around […]

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