Some memorbale moments of mine:
When I had my first scolding at school. I was told to stand with my face to the wall at one break time (because during that time I was teasing a friend over a toy car, I was running around with it, and threw it to a friend, but I threw it too hard and it went over the fence and landed in someones pond in their back garden - me = screwed).
It was even more memorable because five seconds after putting me "on the wall", I left and went inside and started playing with Legos, which got me a severe "shouting at". I think, because of the fact standing against the wall was less fun than going indoors and playing Legos, I continued to do it whenever I did something bad.
Ha, speaking of Legos, we used to have specified Lego playing time. We would build models out of Lego, and I used to hate having to break up the models I made, so I hid them after every session. I hid about five models under the industrial sized radiator, and they all melted - so there was no way they could be broken apart. I win.
Originally posted by dark1365It's what happens when the insanity sets in, I have never professed to being something I am not and my pics are there for people to actually see how old and insane I actually am 馃槃
No one's life is truly boring.And Corran, I just saw your photograph. You sir, are about two decades older than I assumed; congratulations on your masquerade skills. 馃槢
Also I think my kids help keep me young at heart 馃槢
Originally posted by ClovieModern science means you won't need a guy, there are special 'banks' you can go to to make a withdrawal after guys have made a deposit. Isn't it funny that they call they 'banks' and it rhymes with the act required to make said deposit? 馃槙
why regret? i think you need a guy to have kids, right? so it is the part which is impossible to me 馃槵 nothing more
Going to go see Spider-Man 2 at one of the big huge theaters in town which takes 30 minutes to get to. They had big lazy-boy chairs. Only it was all sold out! crybaby
I was so dissappointed, I wanted to cry.
I had to go the next day at the theater only a few minutes from my home.
That was the second worst day of my life.