25 years ago I... was a year old. I was born after my parents had been married for quite a while. I am also an only child because my Dad figured that he couldn’t deal with my Mom and another child. My Dad was pretty old when I was born, but he is a really cool/good Dad. I remember nothing.
20 years ago I... was 6 years old. I was in first grade, and had a best friend named Adam. I got my first pair of Air Jordan’s this year, the Air Jordan I’s. I think I can chronicle my life through my footwear, I really love shoes. I also wore Converse All Stars and would mix the colors, kind of like Punky Brewster; she was pretty big back then.
15 years ago I... was 11. I was in 5th grade and my best friend was Cliff. That was my least favorite year in elementary school. My teacher's name was Mrs. F. My friend Cliff moved away that year and it was like I had to start over with friendships, I had friends just none that I was as close to like Senior Cliff. Plus his Dad owned the Golden Corral so we ate there every Friday, I loved that place. My locker partner from that year used to go to the gym that I went to last year, it was fun to talk with him and reminisce about the good old days.
10 years ago I... was 16. I was filled with all kinds of hormonal rage. I was still running my mouth in football practice and still getting my ass lit up because of it. Luckily I had learned not to do this when I was not protected by pads or a whistle. I had a great truck this year, it was a red 89 Chevy step side. My friend and I took it over a ravine that had a ridge that launched us up in the air, which was great we were like those two guys from the Dukes of Hazzard, except that we weren’t kin and neither of us had a cousin that was smoking hot or an uncle that made moonshine. This was one of my happiest times.
5 years ago I... was 21. I was a year behind in college because my social ability over ran my student ability. Man did I go to some ragin’ parties this year. My friend Daniel pledged a fraternity, and had to take some cat tranquilizers and stand on a table naked as long as he could, what an idiot. My friend CyberD still worked at AC and we would go to lunch a few times a week. Man these were good times.
3 years ago I... was 23. I had graduated college a year before and I was in grad school at this point. CyberD was still in grad school and we would hang out a lot. These were good years too. I have had more good than bad years I think, but that might be attributed to my personality some would say. My student ability was more overpowering at this point, I holding down a 4.0 gpa in grad school.
1 year ago I... was 25. I started grad school at Colorado State University, go RAMS! Everything is still good I am just enjoying my life, or as one person once said about me “Livin’ the dream”. I get to hang out with my friends CyberD and Dagromm on a semi regular basis and that is good. I started my extreme workout program to add muscle and lose fat, so far so good.
So far this year I... am still at CSU, go RAMS! The year just started but everything seems to be going well…
Yesterday I... had a really good relaxing day. I did my fitness in the morning, went to work and hung out for 8 hours. I went to a friend of mine’s place and we went to a local Tex-Mex restaurant, I ate nachos (man I love unhealthy food). I came home and watched Earl, The Office, The OC, Real World/Road Rules Challenge, then a triple feature of But I’m a Cheerleader, Four Brothers and Pootie Tang. I love Pootie Tang, that movie just cracks me up.
Today I... am at work, again. I will blog until 11:45, go eat lunch, then come back and kill time until my meeting at 3 pm. Tonight I am feeling like catching up on my rented movies so I am going to watch Petey Wheatstraw the Devil’s Son in Law, reviews to come.
Tomorrow I will... sleep until noon, get my fitness on and then probably not put on any pants until about 4 when I go get something to eat.
In the next year I will… Probably more of the same…
In the next minute I will... try to go find something to deaden the boredom, I am thinking a donut…
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25 years ago, I was 13 and in ninth grade. I was terrible at picking friends, so I had none. Always trying too hard to be with the snobby in-crowd. I didn't learn to love my inner nerd until I was 30.
If only i had been born sooner and near you we could have been friends/lovers then, though you might not have talked to me. I was not in the snobby in-crowd, but, for better or worse, I would have attempted to put my hand in your back pocket, that I can assure you...
Just keep in mind it was a show of affection...
I'm so sorry...
You're here now. That is what is important. Older women are so far past the hand in back pocket stage. That is what is good.
I like women...and Chips Ahoy...and my Condoleeza Rice Fathead that I have stuck on my wall.
OMG.
It's like I've traveled in the TARDIS and am watching from the open doors.
8_-)
*verklempt*
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