Today is awesome because I'm blogging instead of finishing my Bio homework. Yay for procrastination! Edit: In the time it took to write this blog, I finished said homework. So that's why today is awesome.
So, I've been thinking about the early memories that I have, and I was actually considering making a video about it but I'm really bad at that. So here I sit blogging.
I have a really strange assortment of memories from when I was very young, and there aren't many of them. The ones I do have, however, are really really odd.
I remember, very vividly, might I add, the day that they showed my class around the kindergarten classroom, and the bathroom that was in said classroom. I don't want to talk about it.
That my first field trip was at the end of kindergarten and it was bowling.
A birthday party I went to that was in the backyard of my best friends house. And EVERYTHING about that backyard.
That I was in an "advanced" reading group in first or second grade and that the book we read was Matilda. I do not, however, remember anything about that book.
Reading the WORST book I've ever read about a kid who was afraid of the ocean because his mother drowned or something and so he set out on an oceanic journey with like a dog and a bird or something to prove he wasn't a wimp. I don't remember the name though.
My third grade teacher trying to get me to read Tom Sawyer. And refusing.
Being so pissed at the end of Deathly Hallows, and that it took me five days to read because I kept stopping because I got sad and put it in the freezer. I'm also pretty sure I ended up throwing my copy of Deathly Hallows at the end of it.
Reading A Great and Terrible Beauty even though my sister told me not to, and loving it.
Reading The Sweet Far Thing (the last in that trilogy ^) and crying at the end. And putting it in the freezer.
Playing on the playground of my first elementary school with my best friends.
My sister getting her first iPod, and all of my sisters being really excited while I had no idea what it was.
Looking into the cage of my sister's bird right after we moved and finding it dead.
Somehow keeping my gerbil alive for like seven years.
Army crawling under the bottom bunk in the room I shared with my sister to get my cat so she wouldn't eat said gerbil.
Surprising my sisters with two little kittens when they got home from school.
"Homework hour," where I ended up sneaking out of my room for books and snacks once I was done with homework.
My big sister reading the fourth Harry Potter book with me.
Taking a test that put me in the gifted program.
Being the youngest in that gifted program and trying to quit by hiding when the time to go for it came.
Loving that gifted program but only being in it for a year.
Making stress balls out of balloons and sand found on the playground.
Looking down on the city I was leaving and realising I'd probably never live there again.
Thinking a kid in my class was soo cool because he could do long division.
Realising that long division wasn't that hard.
Staying after school to help make the set for my fourth grade musical.
Spending pretty much every waking hour of my fourth grade year working on that musical.
Having my fourth grade student teacher correct my grammar incorrectly. Hence the hat covers it.
Getting my first cell phone and then promptly dropping it.
Getting into my first real fight with my best friend.
Realising that while I said early memories, I've actually covered up to about the fifth grade.