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08 January 2008 @ 07:01 am
...as a kid, I think most girls grow up with some sort of idea when it comes to love. What it means, what it looks, feels, tastes, and smells like. No one mentions that it hurts like hell and can destroy you in the blink of an eye and out of the blue.

Maybe if I had known that then, I wouldn't be jaded and cynical now. Or I could've started out expecting to hurt, so the blows were less substantial when they came.
26 May 2007 @ 12:02 pm
I spent a majority of my youth thinking that the word shut meant poo poo. I was imitating Archie Bunker once and yelled, "Shut!" My mom thought I'd said another S-word, and told me never to say that because it meant poo poo. I was very confused for many years, and then one day it hit me.
22 May 2007 @ 12:29 pm
This may really go down as being airheaded, but here goes . . .

In third grade, my best friend and I sat down to figure out if our birthdays would ever fall on Friday the 13th. I guess it would have helped had we remembered before all of our calculations that neither of our birthdays occured on the 13th. And yes, we really did feel silly when we realized that no matter what, we would never have birthday on Friday the 13th.
Current Mood: nostalgicnostalgic
06 May 2007 @ 10:56 pm
The other day I remembered a rather embarrassing misconception from my childhood.

In my grandparents' house there was always a box of Ford Pills on show. These were and maybe still are a popular laxative in England. Now my grandparents lived on Ford Road and so I was under the impression that the two things were related.

I spent ages searching our house on Northwood Avenue for Northwood Pills. Never finding any I assumed it must have been a requirement only for people living on Ford Road.

I would like to point out I was 5 years old! ;).
Current Mood: nostalgicnostalgic
Current Music: "I hope I get old before I die"...They Might Be Giants.
05 January 2007 @ 12:28 pm
every time i saw a 'no outlet' sign by the start of a street when i was little, i thought it meant that the road had no electricity. since i lived in southeastern pennsylvania, and was used to seeing amish people, i assumed that those streets were the amish ones. i would always try to convince my mom to stop there, and she thought it was the weirdest thing.

eventually i told her why, and now this is a staple thanksgiving story.
14 November 2006 @ 03:40 pm
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13 November 2006 @ 04:22 pm
When I was still young enough to believe in Santa, I asked my mom how he knew if we were good or bad and if we were naughty or nice. She said he had little elves all over the world, and they were always watching and could always see us. It scared the crap out of me. For the longest time I'd always check under my bed as well as under and around furniture to check for elves before I sat down.
Current Mood: boredbored
Current Music: placebo-bulletproof cupid
03 November 2006 @ 04:06 am
I was about 9 years old when we took my dog to the breeders to get pregnant and have puppies.

They left both the male (the breeder's dog) and the female (my dog) in the same area together... just for a few seconds, the breeder was talking to us about what to expect with the pregnancy, etc.. when we came back in, the breeder's dog and my dog were going at it.

To which I replied

"Look Mom! Spooky is doing the conga with Princess!!!"

Spooky = male dog

Princess = female dog

My mom quickly rushed me out of the room.

I was confused...

"but MOM! They're DANCING!! Whats wrong??!"

She was so embarassed.
03 November 2006 @ 01:15 pm
When I was a kid, I had quite a wild imagination. In fact, some would argue that not a lot has changed. Fortunately my perception of ghosts and other supernatural entities has.

When I was about nine I came to my mother with some pressing concerns regarding the presence of ghoulish beings in my closet. My mother, being a religious person who both wanted to protect and educate her daughter, told me that ghosts do exist, but they only exist a long way away. In the country.

That holiday season went, you guessed it, to the country for a break. I spent many an evening dashing frantically from one room to the next, hugging the walls intermittently and longing desperately for home.

While everyone returned back from their holiday refreshed, I was a tight bundle of nervous energy.

Sadly, it was some time before I came to the realisaton that mother's assertions weren't exactly correct, and we vacationed in the country quite regularly.

No wonder I hate Christmas.
02 November 2006 @ 08:39 pm
I'm new here. Just wanted to say hi and share a story.

When i was little my mom would tell me that my dad had to work
the graveyard shift that night. I thought it meant he had to literaly work in a graveyard
and dig with shovels. Though, i had no clue what he was digging for.