more memories

when i was little and had just come back from iran, i didnt speak english and i remember in my pre school class, i refused to sit on the ground with the other kids because in iran only servants sit on the ground lol i seriously thought they were crazy people for sitting on the ground

when i went to kindergarten, i wanted to be in the pm class because i liked to sleep late but my teacher said i should be in the am class because thats where all the dark haired children were and id fit in better, after working in like 4 different kindergarten classes i kinda realized that the head teacher is always a mean psycho on a power trip, and i think my own kindergarten teacher was no exception

in kindergarten i didnt like to participate in all the dancing singing circle times (i know, why so serious, i was like that for a while as a kid) and one day we were doing ring around the rosy and id do everything but the we all fall down part ( i know i knowww, i still thought the ground was dirty, and the idea of purposly laying on it boggled my mind) anyway, so everyone went down and then when they came up this boy jumped up and was like "I JUST LOOKED UNDER YOUR DRESS!!" and i could understand him but i didnt know how to say anything back so i just stared at him in a serious way and walked a few steps away and awaited the next round of crazy song and dance

in 1st grade there was this kid named ian, and he always tried inviting himself over to my house and i was always like, uh i have to ask my mom, but reallyy i just didnt like hanging out with people outside school coz i always had more fun playing by myself, anyway this kid wiped a bugger on my hand one day as a sign of affection, tsk tsk, anyway one day he told me he was coming over to my house that day and i was like i dont think my mom will be ok with that, and he said he just saw my mom in the office and asked her and she said yes and the rest of the day i was like gd it nooooo why would you stab me in the back like this mommmyyy, but really he had jsut made that up, my mom had my back

when i was like 10, we used to go jump on my neighbors trampoline and one night we were laying on it we kept seeing shooting stars and i thought they were aliens so i ran inside and typed up a letter to president clinton detailing the events surroinding the sightings on our windows 95 computer and then i also drew a picture in ms paint of the aliens landing to further illustrate my point, then after we were done i realized i didnt even know how to use the internet, and im not even sure if we had internet so we werent able to send out that emergancy letter out, i loved those days

ive got a bunch of other stories, but i was reminded of one of those today and then typing one out reminded me of the others haha, peace out

this is what im listening to now:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9gbJM0x7qA