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Post your memories.

Jesus, do you people have nothing better to do than pick on people? Really?

If you can't make a mature and on-topic contribution to the thread, then kindly piss off.
 
I remember this random wall with some nonsensical word on it.

That word became my password.
 
^You're not. If you were 1, you couldn't type.^

I remember publishing the Pokémon Diamond Scroll glitch
(Hold Start in a Double Battle when it's your turn)
 
I remember laying awake at night, hugging my soft toys and making sure they were comfy (giving them room on the pillow, making sure they had some of the duvet too).

Every Saturday morning me, my brother and sister would go downstairs with our bedding and some of our toys to watch the cartoons (Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog I sharply remember), then we'd play games before our parent's woke up.

On Sunday's my dad would make cooked breakfast and it'd generally be a lazy day. We didn't have lunch, just had a roast dinner in the afternoon.

I also used to sleepwalk to the top of the stairs. Then I'd just curl up there and sleep. I used to sleeptalk very clearly as a child and always at my friends houses/when I'm not at my house. Nowadays I've been told that I still mumble quietly, so it's hard to hear what I say.

Which is a good thing because I was once at a school outing and had to share a dorm with a bunch of...seven?...other girls. I said "I love you" clearly one night and awoke to a frenzy of questioning about what I was dreaming. But a few nights later, I yelled in my sleep "**** OFF!" and got them all in trouble when a passing teacher heard XD
 
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I remember laying awake at night, hugging my soft toys and making sure they were comfy (giving them room on the pillow, making sure they had some of the duvet too).
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You were so cute :3

Every Saturday morning me, my brother and sister would go downstairs with our bedding and some of our toys to watch the cartoons (Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog I sharply remember), then we'd play games before our parent's woke up.
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Aah, I think me and my sister used to do this as well ^^ I don't remember what we watched though.

Which is a good thing because I was once at a school outing and had to share a dorm with a bunch of...seven?...other girls. I said "I love you" clearly one night and awoke to a frenzy of questioning about what I was dreaming. But a few nights later, I yelled in my sleep "**** OFF!" and got them all in trouble when a passing teacher heard XD
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Lol, sleep swearing =3
 
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Ahhhh... Memories.... *digs through brain*

I remember my mother trying to change my brother's diapers, and he then he peed in his face. That was funny...

There was the time I broke my toe after a piano chair fell on my foot. Not fun.

I remember that I used to build buildings out of these block-toy things for my toy cars. And I would drive the cars around and make up stories about them. I tried to sneak my toy cars with me to sleep one night and tried to make them comfy (like
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I (giving them room on the pillow, making sure they had some of the duvet too).
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And there were the times when my sister and I would hide behind the doorway and try to watch Detective Conan (an awesome anime) on TV, but we were too scared because of the blood and dead people. And we had our dad tell us when it's safe (no dead people), so we can come out and watch. My sister and I also used to hide under her big red jacked when watching Detective Conan because we were afraid of the killers and stuff.

Good old days...
 
I remember a day in kindergarten when we were doing an art project. I was standing next to this girl (she's my friend now, but that has nothing to do with this) and she had the longest light brown hair. I knew I needed a souvenir so I could remember her and her long hair. I simply had to get one, so I leaned forward sneakily and snipped some of her hair with my scissors. Everyone saw, and I found myself being questioned.

I went home that day. The nurse determined that I had a fever, so my bad deeds were forgiven. In the office, I saw this older girl who occasionally volunteered in my class. She stared at me, and I struggled to explain why I was there. I didn't want to disappoint that girl, because I liked when she helped me in class.

I sort of privately wish that I had that snippet of hair.
 
That reminds me.

I remember when my brother came home from a school trip to Llangrannog and he'd bought me a rubber carrot. That was fun.
 
Tailsy said:
Jesus, do you people have nothing better to do than pick on people? Really?
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No, I guess we don't. Nevertheless, Terry's posts make my eyes gush blood.

I don't really remember much from before fifth grade. I remember a girl who had a crush on me in first grade. And this asian kid who liked my for one year, then hated me the next, and so on...
 
I remember being on the plane going to Europe for vacation. The young man next to us was sleeping, his headphones drooping slightly. He had a huge Adam's apple.
 
I remember being given something really foul to eat (probably a brussel sprout) and just screwing my face up at the taste.

One Christmas morning, I tripped on my dressing gown and rolled to the bottom of the stairs. That didn't hurt, but hitting my head against the radiator did. My mum came down after me and laughed ;-;

I also remember that me, my brother, my sister and our cousins, a boy and girl both older then me, used to play in my nan's backgarden in the summer. We built a fort out of some knitted duvets and often went behind her hedge for no real reason other then we could.

Also at my nan's house is where I met my first friend. She lived next door, so we often played with a tennis ball against the wall of her house. We're still friends, even after she moved from living by my nan =)

I remember the day my dad died pretty vividly...up until Mum actually said he was dead. After that it blanks out.
 
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