Ah, what a painful but interesting thread! It's hard to accurately recall most past events, but you'll always remember ones that had made an impact on you.
When I was around 10 to 17, I would go with my mom to travel to either my grandma's or closest cousin's house most or some of every two weeks. It was cool seeing grandma and grandpa alive and moving throughout the house, but my cousins and I just wanted to plays console games together and sometimes get rowdy (well, I wasn't that bad since most of the time I didn't want to play and I'll just watch). We'd play Smash (N64 and then later GC), Mario Party, and a wide variety of other games that I have no clue (Turak? I can't spell it. Goldeneye, etc.).
Now with grandma and grandpa dead, their house (which our family usually went to meet and have fun) is now vacant and one of our cousins... I guess you could say "backstabbed" us and broke away from our family. Now their mother is keeping the grandparents' house for a year then going to sell it for profit for herself. Although... that's getting off-topic from beloved so...
Hmm, sometimes, my mother would get me, my brother, and my father to go swimming at this... I guess apartment building place. I think we actually had a home there, but we never used it (that's why we thought we could use the pool). I just liked sitting around at the hot tub, heh. Sooner in the future, we got kicked out and we could never return. That's okay though... the shower's heat is just good enough.
This should be unforgettable too. Best-friend from elementary school to middle school to high school... but now he's off to university and I'm at college. =/ It's sad, we were close from the start, and when the grades (as in level) got higher, we became more segregated. We used to come over each other's houses and play games for fun. He took me and his family to Fresh Choice, a veggie restaurant, to help me fight my hate against vegetables (I ate some but I'm still not used to eating them to this day), he helped me meet my community service hours at high school, he just helped me live. Basically he's "gone" now and I miss him a lot. Yeah, I'm pretty lonely atm, but there seems to be people at my college who try to help me out.
Oddly enough, even though I've been to several areas such as Malaysia, Australia, China, and England/Greece/France, I don't think I actually have any beloved memories from there. Maybe a few, such as eating a Greek gyro or some nice desserts... I guess I just don't remember foreign stuff.
Sometimes I just wish I could go back. Time just keeps going and I'm already getting old... and then I cry a lot. Looking in the past and future does that to me frequently. I should get to actually reading this thread.
Oh yeah, "all-nighters", I think I had a few of those. They're pretty rare for me; they'll only happen if my cousin's here (and I even did it on my own a few times... perhaps due to an addicting game).
When I tripped and almost kissed Kaye(my pretty classmate). Rats, if only she hadn't dodged. For those of you wondering: my other classmate's foot was in the way.
Haha! Now that's awesome! Tripping-kiss! Now I'm sure the momentum from tripping would collapse Kaye onto the ground, and that would be pretty... bad!
Yeah, that's enough for me.
