Memories

The Batlord · 08-23-2017, 04:41 PM

The only time I had an assignment like that I wasted it on Metallica. I even had Slayer albums I could have brought in. Probably Morbid Angel and Possessed too.

**Frownland** · 08-23-2017, 05:48 PM

In my speech class at college we had to play a song for the class and talk about it so I played Whitey on the Moon and told the (entirely white) class to cut that **** out. I got an A.

Chiomara · 08-23-2017, 07:35 PM

Various school-related (and sleepover) memories:

4th grade sleepover birthday party: It was Emily's birthday, I think. Katie and 4 or so others were there. We were all on the dorkier side. Katie and Emily had this thing where they'd pretend to be wolves all the time; during recess they'd bark and growl and howl and chase people. Anyway, at the sleepover, we were sitting in a circle in the dark. You know, in confessional mode. Emily launched into this intense monologue about how she was a wolf in spirit and that the flashlight Katie was holding was making her "wolf senses get aggravated". She was really adamant about this and became increasingly moody and withdrawn over the course of the night. Sleepover meltdowns were always just incredible at that age.

A routine sleepover with one of my best friends, age 12 maybe: It was late at night, and my friend was sleeping. I walked out of the play room and into the kitchen for some reason. It was completely dark aside from the light of the moon-- just light enough for me to see my friend's older brother pouring baked beans into a flashlight. (After removing the batteries I assume) BAKED BEANS. INTO. A FLASHLIGHT. It perplexes and haunts me to this day. Her brother was a sociopath prone to doing bizarre things, though.

5th grade, shopping at Wal-Mart: I was with my mom, just waddling around the CD aisle in clunky, horrendously ugly (and fuzzy) leopard platform boots. I was also wearing leopard-print flared pants AND a leopard-print shirt. I think my hair was pulled up into a bun with a white scrunchie. I was a complete spectacle (I was a bit tall and gangly for my age which didn't help), but I felt super hip and cool because I received not one but TWO compliments from other shoppers.

3rd grade, gym class: I got into an altercation with the gym teacher after forging my mother's signature on a fake note excusing me from class for a whole month. I was shocked that she realized it was fake. I stuck to my story. I think I ended up getting flustered and making up yet another lie about my mom being in a coma or something soap opera-y like that. (to explain why I was forced to forge her signature)

Age 12ish, late at night at my house: My mom was out with her secret boyfriend, so I had the house to myself. This meant that I could finally finish making my latest stop-motion beanie baby (I'd already used my usual household objects and figures too much) movie with the camcorder. The plot mainly revolved around the vengeful ghost of the platypus who committed suicide after being ostracized. Oh, and the Scully (x files) barbie was involved too. Scully had a buzzcut and wore a dress made out of black rubberbands. I think she was the narrator/screamer. (Sometimes, as an..interlude I guess, in my little movies, I'd put Scully in front of the speaker of my boombox which would be blasting static or fuzzy AM radio jazz. I'd make this horrible dinosaur-like shrieking sound during this.) The most time-consuming part was figuring out the musical backdrop. I had one of those keyboards that had lots of goofy programmed songs that would play while the keys lit up so you could play along. So, I had to choose the most dramatic song while adding various other musical accompaniments and shrieking and so on. Anyway, after it was complete (it was over an hour long-- just an hour of nonsense) I forced every one of my friends to watch it. It was torture for them I'm certain. Oh, and at that age I had a really thick Texan accent which made it even worse since I did all of the character voices of course.

grindy · 08-23-2017, 07:44 PM

In first grade we had to make a drawing of a mural depicting two horses that was on our school wall.
So I went back to school after lunch, sat down for an hour and copied it as good as I could.
Of course everybody else just drew vaguely horse-shaped stick figures.
The next day the teacher didn't believe I had made my drawing and accused me of having had help from my parents.

The Batlord · 08-23-2017, 07:55 PM

Back in the kindergarten-1st grade-2nd grade timeframe I was absolutely obsessed with Jurassic Park (it had just come out). Luckily my best friend was equally in awe, and would walk around school with his hands held in front of him like a Velociraptor. I thought this was too dorky I guess, so I just walked on the balls of my feet. I still do this when I'm at home with no shoes. I honestly feel awkward when I can feel the floor on my bare heels, unless I'm standing still.

LoathsomePete · 08-23-2017, 08:01 PM

I also had an infatuation with Jurassic Park as a child and as such found myself determined to read the book back in like... 3rd or 4th grade. Way too young to be reading a book like that. Even earlier than that, my mom actually read it to me as my bedtime story, but I think she wanted to read it too, and it was an easy way to do that without me being a little kid in the background. I know she probably edited some bits out, but thinking back on it now it is pretty cool that was was willing to do that.

The Batlord · 08-23-2017, 08:09 PM

I'm not sure but I think I read The Lost World around that age... or a couple years later I dunno. What I'm getting at is that I'm smarter than you.

Plankton · 08-24-2017, 01:26 PM

At 14, my first time picking up a guitar to get 'serious' and learn to play, I blindly tuned to what I thought was something, then barred my index finger across the entire fret board and eeked out what I thought sounded like the first few chords to Iron Man.

Zhanteimi · 08-25-2017, 07:56 AM

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Mindfulness · 09-06-2017, 06:24 PM

that year mark mcgrwire and sammy sosa were hitting a lot of home runs. it might have been 1998, my grandpa and i were counting the homeruns all year. dude hit 70 and the other 66. i wonder what my grandpa thought when i moved away to connecticut

im sad as **** about this memory

08-23-2017, 05:48 PM	#102 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	In my speech class at college we had to play a song for the class and talk about it so I played Whitey on the Moon and told the (entirely white) class to cut that **** out. I got an A. __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

08-23-2017, 07:35 PM	#103 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	Various school-related (and sleepover) memories: 4th grade sleepover birthday party: It was Emily's birthday, I think. Katie and 4 or so others were there. We were all on the dorkier side. Katie and Emily had this thing where they'd pretend to be wolves all the time; during recess they'd bark and growl and howl and chase people. Anyway, at the sleepover, we were sitting in a circle in the dark. You know, in confessional mode. Emily launched into this intense monologue about how she was a wolf in spirit and that the flashlight Katie was holding was making her "wolf senses get aggravated". She was really adamant about this and became increasingly moody and withdrawn over the course of the night. Sleepover meltdowns were always just incredible at that age. A routine sleepover with one of my best friends, age 12 maybe: It was late at night, and my friend was sleeping. I walked out of the play room and into the kitchen for some reason. It was completely dark aside from the light of the moon-- just light enough for me to see my friend's older brother pouring baked beans into a flashlight. (After removing the batteries I assume) BAKED BEANS. INTO. A FLASHLIGHT. It perplexes and haunts me to this day. Her brother was a sociopath prone to doing bizarre things, though. 5th grade, shopping at Wal-Mart: I was with my mom, just waddling around the CD aisle in clunky, horrendously ugly (and fuzzy) leopard platform boots. I was also wearing leopard-print flared pants AND a leopard-print shirt. I think my hair was pulled up into a bun with a white scrunchie. I was a complete spectacle (I was a bit tall and gangly for my age which didn't help), but I felt super hip and cool because I received not one but TWO compliments from other shoppers. 3rd grade, gym class: I got into an altercation with the gym teacher after forging my mother's signature on a fake note excusing me from class for a whole month. I was shocked that she realized it was fake. I stuck to my story. I think I ended up getting flustered and making up yet another lie about my mom being in a coma or something soap opera-y like that. (to explain why I was forced to forge her signature) Age 12ish, late at night at my house: My mom was out with her secret boyfriend, so I had the house to myself. This meant that I could finally finish making my latest stop-motion beanie baby (I'd already used my usual household objects and figures too much) movie with the camcorder. The plot mainly revolved around the vengeful ghost of the platypus who committed suicide after being ostracized. Oh, and the Scully (x files) barbie was involved too. Scully had a buzzcut and wore a dress made out of black rubberbands. I think she was the narrator/screamer. (Sometimes, as an..interlude I guess, in my little movies, I'd put Scully in front of the speaker of my boombox which would be blasting static or fuzzy AM radio jazz. I'd make this horrible dinosaur-like shrieking sound during this.) The most time-consuming part was figuring out the musical backdrop. I had one of those keyboards that had lots of goofy programmed songs that would play while the keys lit up so you could play along. So, I had to choose the most dramatic song while adding various other musical accompaniments and shrieking and so on. Anyway, after it was complete (it was over an hour long-- just an hour of nonsense) I forced every one of my friends to watch it. It was torture for them I'm certain. Oh, and at that age I had a really thick Texan accent which made it even worse since I did all of the character voices of course. __________________ Χρυσοσανδαλαιμοποτιχθονία Tumblr - 8tracks - Spotify Last edited by Chiomara; 08-23-2017 at 07:46 PM.

08-23-2017, 07:44 PM	#104 (permalink)
grindy . Join Date: Oct 2014 Location: . Posts: 7,201	In first grade we had to make a drawing of a mural depicting two horses that was on our school wall. So I went back to school after lunch, sat down for an hour and copied it as good as I could. Of course everybody else just drew vaguely horse-shaped stick figures. The next day the teacher didn't believe I had made my drawing and accused me of having had help from my parents. __________________ *A smell of petroleum prevails throughout.*

08-23-2017, 08:01 PM	#106 (permalink)
LoathsomePete Cardboard Box Realtor Join Date: Feb 2009 Location: Hobb's End Posts: 7,648	I also had an infatuation with Jurassic Park as a child and as such found myself determined to read the book back in like... 3rd or 4th grade. Way too young to be reading a book like that. Even earlier than that, my mom actually read it to me as my bedtime story, but I think she wanted to read it too, and it was an easy way to do that without me being a little kid in the background. I know she probably edited some bits out, but thinking back on it now it is pretty cool that was was willing to do that. __________________ Last.FM 101 Albums That May Not Change Your Life, But I Really Like And You Might Too

08-24-2017, 01:26 PM	#108 (permalink)
Plankton Just Keep Swimming... Join Date: Apr 2012 Location: See signature... Posts: 7,766	At 14, my first time picking up a guitar to get 'serious' and learn to play, I blindly tuned to what I thought was something, then barred my index finger across the entire fret board and eeked out what I thought sounded like the first few chords to Iron Man. __________________ See location...

08-25-2017, 07:56 AM	#109 (permalink)
Zhanteimi Mord Join Date: Oct 2014 Location: Tokyo Posts: 4,874	. __________________ Zhanteimi LetsTalkMusic Last edited by Zhanteimi; 05-01-2018 at 04:12 PM.

09-06-2017, 06:24 PM	#110 (permalink)
Mindfulness Be aware of the psyop Join Date: Oct 2016 Location: Milky Way Galaxy Posts: 9,999	that year mark mcgrwire and sammy sosa were hitting a lot of home runs. it might have been 1998, my grandpa and i were counting the homeruns all year. dude hit 70 and the other 66. i wonder what my grandpa thought when i moved away to connecticut im sad as **** about this memory