What are some of your fondest memories?

[Rurik]

Oh geez...nostalgia! Warm fuzzy feelings are flooding back hehe P:

anyways I remember when I used to live in London, I was about 7 or 8 at the time, and I had a group of about 5 or 6 friends (all of which were boys,btw) and we used to run around playing football in the street (I call it football, idk where on earth the word soccer comes from) and my best friend out of that group called Marcus, he was younger than me, about 6, would teach me how to play and hang out with me more than the others...I had this huge skateboard and the two of us would sit on it and ride down hills..We'd climb trees and looking for snails and catch ladybugs in jars..ha, my mom wonders why i grew up such a tomboy.

ah, good times.

[Sai]

Oh geez...nostalgia! Warm fuzzy feelings are flooding back hehe P:

anyways I remember when I used to live in London, I was about 7 or 8 at the time, and I had a group of about 5 or 6 friends (all of which were boys,btw) and we used to run around playing football in the street (I call it football, idk where on earth the word soccer comes from) and my best friend out of that group called Marcus, he was younger than me, about 6, would teach me how to play and hang out with me more than the others...I had this huge skateboard and the two of us would sit on it and ride down hills..We'd climb trees and looking for snails and catch ladybugs in jars..ha, my mom wonders why i grew up such a tomboy.

ah, good times.

AND WHAT A FINE MAN YOU TURNED OUT TO BE.

Another memory...when I first moved to the states, my dad would always play Nat King Cole in our shitty little car during the winter whenever we drove. Left me a nice warm feeling even on the coldest days.

[tezzle]

Um...I'm super psyched that I can now consider high school a memory, though it's not exactly fond...does that count?

I don't remember much from early childhood. The only things that really stick out are...Wow, the first things that come to mind are embarrassing moments...everything else is a blur. Don't get me wrong, I had a fantastic childhood and turned out great. I guess the drama is just easier to recall.

Let me think here...um...back in our first house we had a real fireplace. Sometimes we'd light it, and I'd sit by the fire eating a slice of cheese...What? Also, me and my grandfather would wrestle. Also, we had a Sega Genesis, but I always liked to watch everyone ELSE play it and I never wanted to. This is why I grew up loving video games, but being piss-poor at them...Oh my god, Rocko! Holy crap...Wait, was I alive for that dog? My family always tells stories about their old pets. I think I was...they always said he got a hold of some plastic one day, and choked or something...I'm fairly certain I was alive when he was, but all I can recall is a Polaroid photo of him.

[Molly-sama]

It seems that much of your childhood revolved around Sailor Moon. You also sound like my sister.

...Neither of those were insults, by the way. N-not that I like Sailor Moon or anything, although I do like my sister -- no, not that way... Oh, screw it.

haha what's wrong w/ liking sailor moon? XD

it didn't neccessarily "revolve" around it, but it was my favorite show (along w/ the original rugrats). so for a little kid...yeah, ok, maybe it did. XD

[Rurik]

aha! I just remembered this one time in Hyde Park my I went on the swings and my dad was pushing me. I was about 6 then, I zoned out for some reason and let go of the chains just as i was swinging back towards him, I managed to do a back flip and he caught me! It was so funny, I remember a couple of the other parents thought it was on purpose xDDD

[Jesus lizard]

I remember the time when Cutething banned me for requesting porn in a thread, when I first came here.

Lovely good times, I miss her being a mod. ;__;

[ryda]

well the only memory that i remember is when i got in to a fight and started losing. then it hit me.i grabbed the boys throat and slamed him into the ground.the best part about it is that i didn't get in trouble.that was my first fight.

[Guest]

My parents...

[Butterscotch]

When I was about eight, my family and some friends of my parents went to upstate New York. Before the trip my mom bought those little boxes of indivually packaged cereals. I was excited, since I thought the assortment of cereals was cool. It was really early when we started the drive up; I remember someone pointing out the Statue of Liberty when we drove through New York. It was still dark, though, so I couldn't see it well.

The house we stayed at was old-fashioned and really beautiful. There were really old toys (actually they were probably from the 60's, but to an eight year old, twenty year old toys seemed ancient!) that probably belonged to my dad's friend when he was little. I remember watching my dad and his friend chop wood, and helping them gather it. I think the stove may have actually been a wood-burning stove! And early one morning, my dad and I walked down the street, watching the sun rise and burn off the mountain fog. It was so beautiful that later that day, I took my mother for a walk. It wasn't quite the same, being a bit later in the day, but still so beautiful.

[Gibson Twist]

My parents...

Didn't you also have that little boy who ran around in his underwear with you? That must have been a fond memory for you...a little boy in his underwear.