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No. 1568811
>>1568782I would love to be a train driver. Knew a lady who worked for Amtrak and the pay is great but the shifts are like 24 hours and sounds like you need connections to get the job…
I wanted to be a long haul trucker when I was a little girl lol I kind of still do
No. 1568812
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i remember being having my friend hacking my facebook ( i actually had given her my password ) and messing with my account, talking to people irl and instigating a fight with a girl a disliked. i literally cried my eyes out but not at the betrayal just the immense embarrassment it caused me, like she sent hearts to grown men that knew me irl which was so scandalous to me in primary school it literally made me sick. like i cried my eyes out and having a panic attack, had my entire family huddled over the 'puter trying to help me meanwhile my older brother was like i TOLD you guys not to make her a facebook this young this is what happens. she only tried persuading me into giving her the password again like a year later but i didn't give into the pressure. some years following that she lied and said that it was "her cousin" that did it but she admitted to lying in middle or highschool. we're still friends to this day kek.
also related to this i used to go on my brother's account and spam people with hundreds of msn winks or facebook emoticons/stickers(? i think they were called something else). or stupid shit like 123456789 abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz and other letter spams. i wasn't even trying to be annoying i had no clue what i was doing, to me i was just seeing things on the screen. i was such a little shit kek. i wish i could go back
No. 1568822
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>>1568812Reminded me.
I have a password journal and, one day, my friend/neighbor and another girl that went to our after school program came over because they were hanging out together. so i invited them in, and they went upstairs in my room. my friend saw my journal and yanked it open and started reading what i wrote in there, page by page. nothing scandalous, just about my pets and family and a few mentions of my crushes over the last few years, but having anyone know ive ever had a crush was embarrassing enough. she refused to give it to me so i ran into my mom's room and hid under her bed, crying. they came in and tried to get me out but i wouldn't, so eventually they left. i felt so betrayed, and that was one of two things at that time that made me cut her off and stop talking to her.
coincidentally, in the password journal was me talking about this boy i had a crush on 3 years earlier from another school they read out his name (along with the other crushes) while I was under the bed, teasing me. fast-forward to when i was 17 and everyone was moving from myspace to facebook, i added him, along with everyone else i went to school at from several different schools. i ended up talking with him for a while but he ghosted me when he found out i was vegan kek. then several years later, i saw on his facebook that he was in a relationship with the other girl from afterschool program, and now they have like two kids.
funny how that worked out
No. 1568840
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Don't remember exactly how it happened, but I was coming out of grocery store with my mom and somehow I've instantly lost her and started following another woman, totally convinced it was my mom because she had the same hair and probably a similar jacket or something. The weird thing was that I tried to take her hand and she would just keep taking it away. Then I looked up in confusion, and she was just looking down at me silently. I realized it wasn't my mom and I heard her calling me the same moment and ran to her like hell lol, the whole thing was probably 2 minutes max but I still find it odd and funny that the woman was so nonchalant about a strange child clinging to her. It's like I was a bug or something.
No. 1568842
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>>1568835i hate your sister too. fuck her.
No. 1568849
>>1568761that reminds me of the time I jumped off this concrete ledge onto some garbage bags, fully expecting to trampoline jump and not slam the back of my head onto the ledge
thankfully there were no witnesses. I think if that happened today, I'd be on at least 5 Ring cameras lmao
No. 1568851
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They (technically) brought this fucked up ride BACK?!
No. 1568968
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Being terrified of the animatronic Ben Franklin
No. 1569006
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>>1568998Somebody say Cruising?
No. 1569019
>>1568990dude yes, and they shilled them to us desperately, and tried so hard to get us to sell them too
weird times
No. 1569021
>>1568990dude yes, and they shilled them to us desperately, and tried so hard to get us to sell them too
weird times
No. 1569078
i remember that i had the most fun playing loz ocarina of time when i first discovered emulators. i felt like the hottest shit ever for doing so. i was 14 and had no friends
>>1569055i did the same shit as a kid. tried to revisit for good ol times and i got bored in less than a minute. quotev is unbrowsable after you hit a certain age < 18 sadly.
rip my laughing jack x reader sexy cringe time No. 1569113
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I remember the "gifted" program at my elementary school where we'd go to the temporary buildings and do logic puzzles like picrel, I always thought it was fun
No. 1569121
>>1568778Kek this is so cute.
My one is that when I became literate I found out about the whale lolita from a geocities website. When I was at my mums friends hair salon I took all of her business cards and wrote the url out for people to sign a petition for lolita. I was 8 and thought I was really doing something literring those cards all over the town centre
No. 1569143
Apologize in advance for Reddit spacing. I got a couple.
One of my first memories was of getting my picture taken with my baby cousin. I was 3 and he was 1. I remember the woman who took our picture had frizzy wavy brown hair that went down to her waist and she was wearing a dark blue hoodie.
I have another memory a few years later involving that same cousin when I was about 5. We are playing with the flying fairy Barbie spinner toys at the top of my staircase. I had the fleeting thought to just push him down the stairs while his back was turned towards me. I remember seeing him roll down the stairs crying.
I have another memory involving him when I was 8. My parents were too horny for their own good during this time and I became aware of it. We all slept in the same bed. I've woken up to my parents making out under the covers, I've woken up to them leaving the bed to mess around downstairs. I used to throw blankets at the staircase to let them know someone noticed and also try to get them to slip and fall. One day, my cousin spent the night and it was him, me, my mom, and my younger sister in the bed. I remember feeling a leg thinking it was my mom's, and I just decided to let some anger out and scratch at it. I started soft and scratched increasingly deeper, broken skin was getting under my fingernails. There was a hand periodically swatting at me, but I kept going for a while. Then, I heard my cousin starting to cry saying his ankle hurts. My mom woke up to turn on the light and I had to confess it was me doing it in my sleep.
I remember waking up one time my dad kept trying to fondle my mom early in the morning and my mom asked me if we wanted to switch spots because he was annoying her. My dad ended up trying to fondle her again and he quickly realized it was me. Throughout the morning, he kept asking me to make sure he didn't touch my privates.
I have an earlier memory of my dad waking up in the middle of the night to spank me because he dreamed I ran across the parking lot at Walmart.
I have some messed up memories involving my sister. When she was a newborn so I was about 6, I remember hearing babies bones are like jelly and they have more of them. My mom went to the kitchen for a bit and I decided to roll on top of my sister to see how strong she was. I remember hearing a slight crackling in her ribs and I thought I crushed her. I put her back in the place she was laying at like nothing had happened.
I remember a few months later, my older cousin, she was about 9, showed me how to suck on nipples, so we took turns sucking my sister's nipples as she was sleeping.
I remember once shitting in a small garbage can in my uncle's room at my grandparents house because the bathroom was occupied. I got shit smeared on the wall.
I remember dropping a full plate of spaghetti on the ground because I felt rebellious. My uncle yelled at me. While he was cleaning it up, I flung my shoe towards the TV and knocked over a vase filled with water and flowers. The TV had the Beetlejuice cartoon on and it turned itself off from water damage. I have a vivid memory of my grandma throwing floral scented baking powder on the spill.
I have a memory of my grandma taking care of my cousin's bird and I would keep pulling out his feathers. The bird liked hiding in my hair and it once pooped on my shoulder.
No. 1569182
>>1569075This made me think about people that deserved good beating but didn't get it, sigh.
Anyway, there was a few of extremely annoying boys in my primary school that would constantly bother me. My classmates. They would follow me everywhere, try to touch me, raise my skirt, say obscenities to me. We were literally little kids, but they sexualized and harassed me constantly, until three of them changed schools–the remaining one wasn't as persistent and would only try to raise my skirt from time to time. I don't know what was the appeal though because I always had thick tights or leggings underneath. At first I would just try to run away from them, but a bit later I started to slap them hard and kick them in the nuts, I also beat them on the head with a thick book (which didn't make them stop though). My brother and I would also playfully bend each other's arms back then so I started doing it to them, and once I did it to an annoying girl that scratched my back with her claws, and she cried, saying I almost broke her arm. None of that I consider a real fight, I wish I had it with certain people, but…
No. 1569187
>>1569107My caves were a lot simpler than yours but it's one of my favorite memories, too. It was so nice to hide in such a cave, or even simply under the table or in the closet.
In the 4th grade, a few boys from my class would take chalk and draw constantly on the block paving near the school building when we went for a 30-40m walk either before or after dinner, can't remember. But they didn't draw pictures, they just moved chalk to and fro with force to create chalk powder that they collected in jars and stored in their lockers. One time, I was coming back home from school and one boy that lived near tagged along and bothered me with some stupid talks, and then he remembered that he forgot his chalk powder jar and ran back even though we were already half way home. It was a complete mystery why they needed it, but I must say all of them were quite weird and probably autistic.
No. 1569267
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Pictured is my pirate ship.
The seat was the upper deck, the area below it was the lower deck. The floor was the sea, the couch and sofas were land and islands. The rocking motion was sailing on the waves. Many adventures were had and riches plundered.
I still have the rocking chair, I had it restored.
No. 1569416
>>1569353In elementary school I went to drink from the water fountain and slipped busting my lip on the faucet and bled all over it.
For the rest of my time there I could see the mark it left inside the fountain and always thought everyone else who used it was drinking my blood water
No. 1569614
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>>1569353my parents were arguing about something and I stepped backwards to get out of their way but i accidentally stepped on our shitty cellar door (like picrel) and it gave way so I went down with it on my ass all the way to the bottom of the steps. I held the side of the door on instinct while it was moving. I walked up the steps and told everyone I was totally ok, don't worry, it was like riding a sled! everyone was relieved until my dad saw my hand. when I looked down it was absolutely covered in blood, like dripping wet. I was sliced all the way across my fingers (at the level where you would wear a ring). I was convinced my fingered were basically chopped off and I started screaming lmao (and had many nightmares later about it) but I guess it wasn't that bad because I didn't get stitches. I just wore bandages for a couple months, I don't even have a scar.
No. 1569749
>>1569745I've ran around in the snow barefoot without any issues but the amount of injuries trees game me makes me think I am a winter fairy and you are a spring fairy.
I climbed a lot and I've fallen but it's not to the ground it's branch branch branch branch branch. I've also gotten tons of splinters and managed to get an unblossomed flower bulb under my eyelid.
No. 1569858
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Watching movies and associating meals with them. If you have siblings know yall had family movies you had to rewatch tons and in the breakfast scenes they'd be clacking orange juice against the table and pretending to eat scrambled eggs or whatever. I never actually ate any of the food they would eat but I would think about it and pretend I was lol. My bologna sandwich contained multitudes. You can't tell me the grubs in the lion king didn't look delicious. If you can read this ancient scribe then you know.
No. 1569859
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>>1569858Seeing this picture unlocked a lost joy i will never understand again
No. 1569867
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I remember my sister and I being obsessed with poptropica. It was mind blowing when we found out we could find tutorials for islands and epicgamehax online.
No. 1569873
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I want picrel back so bad. saw it one time at a walmart years ago but haven't been able to find it again. Fav childhood snack.
No. 1569881
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>>1569873These were perfect for kids I'm mad they're gone. BRING BACK THE MINI CHIPS IN CUP!
No. 1570017
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I loved these books. I would usually get them for Christmas or New Year in primary school, had only a few of them: Wizards and Witches, Dragons, Fairies and Elves, and Dwarfs. The way they were designed was amazing–so magical, they were full of illustrations, lots of Pre-Raphaelite paintings, and it was really interesting to read them, too.
Only I was so scared of Dwarfs I hid this book in the old grandma's clothes in the wardrobe, completely forgot about it and found it by accident 3 years later. Some pictures and stories legit scared me, there was something so sinister about these little chaotic creatures. I knew that magical world WASN'T SAFE. Looking back, probably the majority of stories were about stupid disrespectful people that had it coming, but some dwarfs were just too fucking sensitive and vengeful or totally unhinged.
I remember one story about two farmers and a babushka gnome (that was almost a splitting image of my babushka) that left her broken spatula or something outside of her little… burrow, for people to notice and repair. One of the farmers noticed it, repaired it and left it where he found it, saying loud that he wouldn't mind some freshly baked buns in return for his favor, and later he noticed two buns wrapped in cloth. He instantly ate one and offered the remaining one to the second farmer, but he said he was going to keep it as a souvenir because he wasn't sure what was the contents of the bread (he thought it could've been made out of some earth, mold, and magic), and later the latter farmer was so happy he wasn't as naive as the former one he laughed and wheezed and jumped. His joy didn't last long because later he started feeling really bad, he suffered from severe stomach ache whole night and started violently convulsing and foaming at the mouth by morning. Then he died. He was TOO UNGRATEFUL. He definitely could've been more respectful tho.
I've just looked up some pictures that used to disturb me, and I realize I was quite impressionable. I was sure the angry house gnome had the scary greedy Bilbo face but it's so tame in comparison. A bit disappointing.
No. 1570023
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>>1570017I have similar books, collections of folklore, mine are Dwarves, Fairies, and Giants. They are much bigger than the ones in your pic. They also have great illustrations, made by the same guy that did concept art for the movie Labyrinth. Pic related.
I also read a lot of fairy tales, the classic Grimm ones, local ones like Baš Čelik, Russian fairy tales (it's always winter in those stories), Iranian fairy tales (old Persian tales of jinns and sultans), and many more.
No. 1570072
>>1570023These series look great! I wish I had these too.
Yeah, I had a lot of these too (although I probably didn't read about Baš Čelik but I could just forget), and I distinctly remember Tales of the Peoples of the North that included fairy tales of Far East and Siberia. These stories were pretty repetitive: a monster kidnaps a young woman and three brothers go one after another to save her–one of them is clever, another one is strong, and the youngest is a fool (loser, weakling, etc). Nevertheless, intelligence and strength don't help the brothers at all, they usually have to jump over the fire iirc and, inalterably, they turn into firebrands. In Russian, it was головешка (goloveshka), seeing the root of this word I though it had to do with a head (golova) and I imagined them turning into little blackened shrunken heads. The fool managed to defeat the monster either by deceiving him or out of sheer luck and married the girl of course. I find it interesting that useless/lazy fools are often winners in the Russian fairy tales. Female characters are often
victims of domestic abuse that encounter magic creatures or Baba Yaga or whoever and get rewarded for their work and humbleness.
No. 1570084
EDIBLE GLASS nonnas. The best food i've ever eaten and it was never seen again. It wasn't like your ordinary edible glass though, when i tried to make it at home from a recipe on the internet, it didn't taste anything like it. We got like 10cm squares and circless of the glass when i was like 4 or 5 years old on a holiday we have before christmas along with edible paper, edible rocks and edible grass. These glasses were sparkling slighty holographic and tasted like pure heaven. It was the most perfect sweet and slightly fruity but i've never eaten anythign like that ever again. The edible rocks were nice too, but they weren't chocolate inside like they make them nowadays, i wonder what they were made of.
>>1569758oh i miss laughing fits! They always made me feel so good, it was a crazy shift from being a kid that laughs at everything all the time to depressed teenager.
No. 1570097
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>>1570072You might like Iranian fairy tales, the smart girl/boy always gets the sultan/sultans daughter.
Intelligence/wit/education is highly valued. However, those tales do teach you that fate/luck trumps all. And they're not wrong.
No. 1570116
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One of the few joys i can remember from that time, brushing my teeth was genuinely one of the best parts of the day
No. 1570121
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>>1570116Also Barney, I loved Barney, specially this song, it brought me so much joy, sometimes i randomly think about it, it would be so cool if it rained gum and lemon drops, while the sun shines bright on an sleepy afternoon
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Couldn't nobody tell me shit when I was wearing these, i felt like the prettiest, pinkiest, most glittery princess in the area, my every step was infused with sparkly magic, or at least that how it felt kek
No. 1570171
>>1570121Standing outside with my mouth open wide
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
No. 1570192
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>>1570171Drink and be refreshed
nonnie No. 1570451
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One time I was watching Chihiro in the living room while my mom was ironing some clothes next to me. Gifrel came up, and I asked my mom if the rice balls had onions in them and if that's why Chihiro was crying, as I found onions too spicy at that age, and always started crying when I ate them, too. My mom looked up, thought for a bit, told me, yeah, and went back to ironing stuff.
No. 1570534
>>1569075Yeah, I ended up snapping and kicking my best friend because she was annoying me on purpose by pretending I liked some guy and making fun of me, she didn't deserve it and I still regret it. After that though I started to hit, bite and scratch my bullies and they started to leave me alone, although they still talked shit about me.
Also in middle school I had a moid classmate next to me so he would "behave", I asked to change seats for months so he would stop annoying me, one day I eventually had enough of it so I punched his nuts in front of the whole class, he called me a pervert and said that girls should slap boys and not punch and called me a pervert for years. All the girls covered for me so I never got in trouble for it although the teachers still knew I probably did it they really hated the guy too, after that we "mysteriously" changed seats 1 week later though.
No. 1570541
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I was thinking about this lately, I really miss the comfy nights in the 90s/early 2000s when I'd watch movies on TV. Watching reruns of American blockbusters and Home Alone every Xmas was fun and I didn't know I'd miss it so much.
I miss when I'd watch telenovelas with my grandma before bed time. The Clone and Terra Nostra , Salome, Muneca Brava and Thalia songs spark so much nostalgia inside me.
I miss those times so much and I miss my grandma.
Don't get me started on 90s Cartoon Network, the world was so different back then.
No. 1570613
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were any other anons into animal jam? It was super popular at my school. It was the only thing kids would play when we had free time. I didn’t own a computer so I would walk to the public library and play it there after school. There was this whole fiasco at one point where a bunch of people got hacked because almost everyone used their school IDs as their password. not me though Then when we entered middle school everybody immediately stopped playing it.
No. 1570627
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If you ever played this game and ESPECIALLY if you ever used cafe, i'm so sorry.
No. 1571102
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I really wanted a Furby but we couldn't afford it, so I would just watch my cousins playing with theirs and sigh. And then these things came. Surely they weren't like original ones at all: you couldn't interact with them, they weren't fuzzy, their eyes just stared soullesly kek. If I remember correctly, you actually had to have two of them so they could say something (repeat one "phrase" monotonously a few times), because they had these buttons and other thingies on their paws and they activated each other, something like that. But I still really wanted one!
I don't remember exactly why my mom and I went for them exactly that day, maybe we were returning from somewhere, but it was autumn, and it was raining, and it was getting dark pretty early in the day. And we couldn't find furbies anywhere! They were sold out or something. And there weren't as many McDonald's…es as now in my city, probably less than 10. We traveled by metro between them and ended up on a station quite distant from our house. It was one of the stations that gave this characteristic metro smell that I've always loved. That's where we eventually found a furby, bought me a happy meal, and then went home. It was probably the fourth McDonald's, and we got a pink Furby. I actually don't remember if I got second one later or the same day: maybe we were looking for the second furby to make them work? But the second one was yellow Shelby. This memory makes me very sentimental now when I think that my mom was so determined to get me this silly Furby she traveled through whole city in that dreary weather, and she wasn't annoyed and didn't make me feel guilty about it at all. That's so sweet.
No. 1571120
>>1570645There's a high chance we knew each other or even fought before kek, i'd share my username but idk how much i'd out.
>>1570722Cafe in general was weird lmao, it was like super weenie hut jr /b/
No. 1575814
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When I was little there was a radio station specifically meant for early 2000's hits that would play Toxic by Britney Spears a lot, and I was always sort of creeped out by it. I remember it coming on while my older sister and I were waiting in the car for our mom and my sister scaring me by telling me that the song was about Britney being forced into relationship with some grotesque zombie and that she was calling him toxic because it was literally eating away at her like acid. She claimed the high pitched violins and that part with the ominous singing was the zombie singing which freaked me the fuck out and I've been deathly terrified of the song for a while after. Now I always associate Toxic with zombies whenever I hear it. She'd also often show me the music video to that Beyonce Lady Gaga telephone song which I would have vivid nightmares about. Then there was also that zombie parody of you belong with me.
No. 1575850
>>1570613YES, I played it into 5th grade. I remember my login info but I think they wiped accounts that had been inactive for 3+ years. Monday rares were the best, I remember when fox hats were sold and I purposefully didn't buy any because I thought they were ugly. Same with worns, but I loved my spike collars. Falling phantoms, trying to break the ice, all the mini games, god animal jam was the best. It's still around! I sent them an email trying to see what happened to my account a few weeks ago, I forgot to check in with my mom to see if she got a response (I had it sent to her email that my account was under). I downloaded the old version at the site but I refuse to play it until I find out if my account's still around
Also shout out to the poptropica nona upthread, I actually remembered it a few years ago 2018/2019ish, it's still advertising diary of a wimpy kid and yes I still had to look at tutorials then.
No. 1581342
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I really liked b horror movies as a kid and it was a highlight of spending time with my dad and uncle. For my birthday they would rent me all kinds of ridiculous older movies, one of them that scared me shitless was the Creepshow tape. There was a segment called The Raft where a group of friends were swimming and this sentient blob floating on the water would kill them and burn their flesh off. When I tell you I was like scared any time we were in the creek indefinitely. I would never swim away from people or go in water alone because my child brain deduced that the creature would get them first and I could swim to shore. I watched Pirhana and would not even take a bubble bath because I would swear them shits would come to get me. I also maintain that being afraid of water I couldn't see clear through was normal and instinctual because why the hell would I just look at a body of water and say okay ill just jump in here
No. 1581367
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>>1568760i remember coming home from middle/high school to play this game and then playing it for hours during summer/winter break while watching the adult swim kek rip ragnarok online
I've been hardcore reminiscing my childhood lately,
i swear the 90s was the sweet spot to be a child; right before technology was big… and then a teen in the early 2000s for tech and internet, which was the wild wild west back then.
Now people just shove an ipad into a toddlers hands as soon as they can, people can't concentrate on anything, tv/anime lost its charm and quality, and everyone is depressed with a list of mental illnesses. Send me back in time please.
No. 1581379
>>1569873oh FUK yea. i loved the chocolate chip cookie ones, little tiny half spheres of choccy chip. the cheez it ones didnt taste as good as the actual cheez its imo.
when i was in elementary school my best friend and i went to the bathroom by ourselves. she told me it'd be funny to lock all the stalls from the inside and i went along with it cos why not. we do that, and go back to the classroom. minutes later another teacher walks in and is like "omg who locked all the stalls in the girls bathroom" and teacher lines us all up and wanted the perp(s) to confess and i break down crying and said "iT wAs MeEe". my friend NEVER confessed and i was brought to the principal's office and the ladies who talked to me about why what i did was wrong were super nice and i COULD NOT stop sobbing because i felt so fucking bad, i hated getting in trouble. they were even telling me that i did not need to be so hard on myself about it, just don't do it again. i don't think i even ratted out my friend at all. i never held it against her or brought it up again as far as i remember, but i'm kinda fuckin salty she never had to come out about doing that. and i remember she was the one who brought it up in the first place. but it's nbd.
No. 1581607
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this shit tasted so fuckin good. i dont even care. i always hid them from my friends when they came over because they were FOR ME and i never wore this shit i straight up ate it like candy. this is probably what gave me the tism.
No. 1581770
>>1581607Lmao nooo
I did the same thing with crest kids sparkle toothpaste. Put a little on my toothbrush then real quick put a little straight in my mouth as a treat before brushing and you better believe I didn’t spit it out when I was done
No. 1587500
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the skinny man v. big man infight in unpopular opinions
>>>/ot/1586730 made me recall a weird memory.
when I was 14 or so I drew a skinny bishi-style shirtless man and my dad saw it. I was too focussed on getting the muscles right to even consider being embarrassed he was shirtless or think of it in a horny way but I guess it bothered my dad and he started asking me if I preferred thin effeminate guys. he immediately had some weird theory about it which I can't remember except I thought it was interesting or funny. somehow it came to asking me if Johnny Depp or Brad Pitt was more attractive. I said Johnny Depp immediately
(it was like 2004 I didn't know ok). Somehow this really bothered my dad and he got really worked up about that being the wrong choice and Brad Pitt's body being objectively better until he honestly started to get upset with me and I just lied and agreed with him to get him off my back. Such a strange conversation…. in 2004 who would you have picked, nonies?
No. 1588458
>>1587500In 2004 I would've said Tom Cruise.
But I've never seriously followed celebs and none of those guys were in movies I would have wanted to watch around that time period.
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>>1587500Lol anon that's hilarious. I know men can be weird about masculinity so there's no point in seeking logic here but why Johnny vs Pitt exactly? I mean, yeah, Brad is kinda bigger, but Johnny wasn't that feminine-looking imo. I'd say he just had more balanced/symmetrical features. I would've picked him and Keanu, they had this more… intelligent kind of beauty I'd say, while Brad is too "physical" for my taste, like some surfer that's hyperaware he's sexy. He also had this really pouty face that was kinda annoying to me, but he surely was objectively attractive.
At least your dad didn't say women are supposed to consider someone like Arnold Schwarzenegger attractive lol, like my ex e-boyfriend did when I was also ~14.
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>>1589380Ugh younger Keanu does something for me. He was so cute! sorry to derail kek
No. 1589694
>>1589380Johnny Depp was handsome to me when I was a little kid, but promptly after puberty this look was not remotely attractive to me. He was kind of hot in The Secret Window though. Honestly I'd be more attracted to him as Bon Bon than this effeminate sexless look.
>>1589385Keanu has always been charming and cute. I think its just him as a person, you can just tell.
No. 1604268
When my dad left for his job early in the morning he used to kiss me and my sisters goodbye while we slept. When it was really cold he would tuck the blanket tightly around us an turn us into a burrito. I loved the feeling of being a burrito blanket kek
>>1604263This is so fucking adorable, but I am also laughing so hard at how you were amazed by deodorant.
No. 1605862
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>>1604281This made me laugh so hard. It reminded me of that video on AFV way back when of the toddler who thought she was learning to jump, but was sqenching her face and shivering for a second over and over kek
I used to eat raw white and purple cabbage as a toddler, my parents would give me a leaf or two to carry around and munch. They also always said that cabbage gives you gas. So I started keeping my snack cabbage in the back of my little toy riding thing like picrel in a little compartment it had because I thought I was giving my car gas and id go faster
No. 1605877
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I remember finding my mom's pads and thinking they were cool stickers. I put one on my barbie doll's bed to make it soft kek
No. 1605926
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Oooh shit, I have some specific memories but when I think about my early childhood (4-7 years) I like to think about small things that happened many times and also certain objects rather than specific situations
Like the weird feeling when you fell asleep somewhere else and then you woke up in your bed because some adult carried you there
The feeling of my mom's wet hand caressing my cheek after she did the dishes
The days being SOOOOO LONG, it seemed like they wouldn't end
playing gameboy color for the first time when a boy next door borrowed it to me, there was some Lion King game that I will never fucking find kek, also some pokemon
watching pokemon after coming back from kindergarden, discovering digimon and telling other kids they're better than pokemon and they were like noooo wayy what is thaaat
morning cartoons before school and cartoons after school, it was really old shit, like looney tunes and old disney cartoons, but also stuff like batman beyond or action man, it was before we got access to channels like cartoon network, fox kids or minimax (later zigzap), but when we got those channels when I was like 7, it was like an entire new world fuckkk
my older cousin had a pc and access to the internet and when I was like 5 he showed me some weird fucking shit, like the oldest animations you could find on the internet and I vaguely remember them, like French Erotic film with Colin Mochrie vs Jesus H. Christ. Does anyone remember that shit???? I still remember that song. Then after like 4 years I got my first pc and then I discovered YouTube and I only watched Balto amvs with Green Days songs. Also Lion King OC autism, Lion Kind flash animations, deviantArt…
the smell of an overheated VCR player. cassetteeessss. It was crazy they were so expensive back in the day, but I remember the day when shops wanted to get rid of them and sell only DVDs and suddenly all cassetess became so extremely cheap, like I could buy 4 disney movies for an old price of one disney movie. It was absolutely insane. I also bought like 5 Land Before Time sequels and a bunch of other shit with just my pocket money kek
3rd gen my little pony, the best gen of ponnies
Also I have to post my old post in picrel because it perfectly describes my childhood around 11-12, Naruto and Lion King autism and baby homo feelings. I don't know how I survived this
No. 1606023
>>1605966It was what I spent all my money on at the time. Like
>>1605987 said, spread out over a few years. I had a job that my sister got me where she worked doing basic office work, sorting invoices for a snowboard/ski equipment and outerwear supplier. I actually became a real scrooge mcduck after that and never spent my money frivolously again unless I absolutely had a surplus and even then I didn’t like to spend it. I would look at my doujins and although I didn’t hate them and still have them 15 years later there was a 5 year period where 2000 would have made a big difference so it made me think before I spent.
No. 1607810
>>1606397She said it was the only house around so her parents probably didn't bother putting a house number on the mailbox and she made one up.
t. also from the middle of nowhere.
No. 1612356
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I can't be the only one
No. 1614984
In 1st grade there was a boy in my class who was weirdly obsessed with me. He would make fun of me and pick on me, but I would also make fun of and pick on him. Other kids generally thought he was weird.
During one class, we had to fill out some emergency form and write our home phone numbers down. I then showed my paper to my good friend because I wanted her to call me. The boy saw it and memorized it.
Then he would call me randomly. I would talk to him, IDK why, because he was weird as fuck.
Well, one day he wasn't at school and on that day I was told by teachers to stay inside during recess.
Apparently he had called my house during the day and asked my mom if I was at school. She said yes, I assume she didn't think anything was off because it was a little boy calling. He then apparently said to someone next to him, "I told you she was at school". My mom gets weirded out and contacts the school saying that she felt something was off and to not let me go out during recess.
Apparently the boy and his dad pulled up to school and they were looking for me and asked the teachers on recess duty where I was???
Tl;dr, some weird kid and his dad pulled up to school during our recess to ask where I was at. I honestly don't even know what they were trying to accomplish, it was a weird as fuck situation. The boy came back to school and didn't mention it to me at all and we continued to pick on each other. Maybe he just wanted to say hi, IDFK.
No. 1615078
>>1614964I don’t know, I feel like it makes sense. In my case, gymnastics and ballet were ruined by pedos because they would molest their students. I wanted to be a gymnast because I have always been flexible, specially as a toddler, it was literally the perfect age for me to begin a career as a gymnast.
But my mom talked to other moms, and they all told her that the issue was that most teachers were pedophiles and not everyone would send their children to the only two academies that were in my country back then.
I’m still bitter because I could’ve been into a sporty hobby as a child and it got ruined because of pedophiles.
But it’s better to keep the children away from the threat, it also kind of sends a message I guess, that the community is doing something to protect them.
No. 1615856
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I am from the 90s and here to finish the job.
Om nom nom.
No. 1615875
>>1614964I lived in a pretty rural area and for like 2 years we weren't allowed outside for breaks or allowed to walk to/from school because of issues with habituated wildlife. My school bordered the woods and grizzlies would come onto the playground looking for food.
Not as gross as pedos but your post reminded me of it.
No. 1617563
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Did you used to name your Pokémon? When I was a kid I would give them the name of cute things like “lazo”, “rosado”, “dorado”, “plateado”, “rubí”, “zafiro”, “plata”, “oro” And such, my favorite was always whichever I named bow or gold, kek, because I remember always keeping it as my first Pokémon, it was usually a pikachu or a butterfly.
And I remember that the first Pokémon game I played was the blue version, then I got to experience playing with the yellow version when I was like 5 or 6 years old, gosh, I really loved having pikachu walking behind me, I would spend the whole day just walking around and imagining myself talking to my pikachu like “I will grab some flowers, come with me” and pikachu would be like “pika pika”. Good times. Right! I also used to have pic related, it was my favorite plushie, I would carry him around everywhere, to the point I lost him and then my parents got me some bootleg ones that would vibrate, I would pull the cord and imagine it was attacking my brother and my cousins when they would bully me for being a child carrying a toy around.
Now I kind of want to buy a pikachu like this one again, it would be so nice to have these special things somewhere safe, like a box.
No. 1926297
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I can't find one that looks like the one I had but I remember being on my playset in the backyard and suddenly realizing I was alive and a person.
I also remember my next door neighbor had a really cool one with better swings. I would go over and play on it all the time with her. One day she wasn't home and I wanted to use it. I climbed over the wall in my backyard and just used the swings for a bit. My dad got so mad when he found out, he kept saying the family could have thought I was a burglar and shot me. Speaking of that neighbor, I saw her in her karate uniform once and thought that was the coolest thing. She also had a lot of Bratz dolls in her room on a shelf that were still in the box. Her mom would buy them for her but wouldn't let her open them, I didn't understand that and still don't.
No. 1926300
>>1926297I owned one that looked exactly like this thanks for
triggering the memory
nonnie No. 1926473
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I have so many posts I could make itt about the friendship my sister and I had with a girl who lived a couple doors down from us when we were kids
>go over to play at her house because it's crappy outside
>go up to her room upstairs to hang out
>pick out a cool CD to listen to while we play
>it's picrel
>we're all hyped and acting retarded because at the time crazy frog was like the funniest thing ever to us
>friend gets up on her bed and starts jumping
>tells us both to come up too
>we all start jumping on her bed in time with the song
>CRACK
>the bed frame collapses
>we all fall onto the ground
>friend starts crying when she sees her ruined bed
>hear her dad come stomping up the stairs
>"what the hell was that?"
>opens the door to see us on the ground along with the broken bed
>he starts yelling at us asking what we were thinking and that we have to leave
>all this going on while the crazy frog cd was still playing in the background
KEK good times, me and my sister still laugh about this
No. 1926547
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>be 11 year old having fun with biking around with friends
>spot tomato fruits
>it's in a garden of a rich family
>hungry
>"guess I'll eat those"
>me and friends sneak in to get them
>we are blind and didn't notice there was a guard post near it
>he notices us stealing them
>run
>slipper comes lose
>the guard starts shouting
>FUCK
>drop tomatos and slipper and run to get on friends bike
>safely escape
>friend is weak as shit and can't cycle fast with two people
>she ditches me and runs on foot
>I take the bike
>cycle as if my lifes on the line
>get home
>realize not only I lost the tomatoes but also my favourite slippers
Don't do crime
No. 1926561
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ok so due to being homeschooled for 12 years my childhood was a bit dark and weird, but without delving into that much, I ended up being friend with one of the richest kids in town, because we were both homeschooled and our parents had gone to the same Independent Baptist church since some time before I was born. her dad creeped me out though. he'd always say something like "anon, when are you gonna come live with us and be my little girl?" sometimes I'd go over to their big ass house after church on Sundays and we'd get up to all kinds of shit. she was 3 years older so I'd just go along with whatever she wanted us to do like a little minion. we'd go over to visit the old lady and her cat across the street and chat for a bit/water flowers then see if she'd let us borrow her gator to speed around on. (not a pet gator, but picrel, it's like a backwoods golf cart). efficient way to get around the acres of land her family owned if we wanted to play fairies in the stream then go on a quest to the pond. and what were we doing beside the pond? tbh I don't even know the whole plan, but we almost set the whole yard on fire. I remember that before leaving the house she climbed up on dryer in the laundry room to get some matches and a candle and asking her if she was sure we were allowed to use those. she told me it was ok and she does this all the time, and she was y'know' like, 10, so I completely trusted her judgement. anyways, while doing some sort of fairy ritual she lit a match to burn something and then the fire started spreading. "oh. there's a layer of dead grass surrounding us" she then observed.
we had a bucket and a plastic storage box/small sized tub to catch tadpoles from the pond on in back of the gator though, so following her directing I got the box and we filled those up with water from the pond in haste. I failed to realize the amount of water that container could hold was a bit much for my 7 year old self, and I vividly remember panicking as I could barely keep hold of it as the water sloshed over the sides. persevering going back and fourth from the flames to the pond, we put it all out. in the end, only a small square of land was scorched but that scared the shit out of me. it could have been so much worse.
No. 1926598
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when I was like 5 I was obsessed with this live action animal movie called Milo and Otis, and decided I would be a cat when I grew up kek. I wore my cat onesie pjs constantly and would practice jumping off high places and meowing. I remember my mom telling me I couldn't be a cat when I grew up and I tried to run away from home… surprisingly I didn't turn out to be a furry
No. 1931592
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I went to a book reading this evening and I got reminded of elastic jumping which we did as a kid at home, in the neighborhood and in school. I don't remember the exact order in which we did it but I know the ones standing on each side to keep the elastic stable had at the lowest level first at the ankles and you'd raise it higher and higher for the one skipping as they succeeded all the way up to the knee. Good times.
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Anyone else remember scooting around on these little square boards with wheels on them during gym class? Also, crab soccer. Shit was fun.
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When the Columbine shooting happened I was a little kid, and a movie later came out about it. I was too young to understand it, just that Columbine was like a scary word. The adults watched that movie with me there and the only part I remember scared me for years after word lol, like there's two students hiding in a bathroom stall and one of the shooters finds them and points the gun and says eenie meenie minie moe before picking one to shoot. I would always think about where I could try to hide and had nightmares about it. I wasn't traumatized or anything though, but then like a year later I was told to watch dancer in the dark because a relative had it on vhs and that shit traumatized me even though I had no idea what was going on. Drawing a freaking anime bjork crying and hanging herself in my little bratz journal. I joke about it all the time now like damn you guys couldn't just let me watch cartoons. A happier memory is the taste of these popsicles, I thought I made them up or something for a long time whenever I would remember the taste. I can't look at a dandelion without thinking of my best friend in like 1st grade I think and how he had yellow teeth because he would eat dandelions to make the teacher mad so he could try to go home. He hated her and she was a bitch I can't blame him. Idk
No. 1935657
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I only got access to internet when I was in HS in grade 10 so I'd have quite the active imagination when I was a kid.
taking all the dining room wooden chairs and lining them up in two rows to play bus driver or putting a blanket over it to make a house.
before my favorite cartoon, little bear, came on, I'd set up a "picnic" in front of the tv and set up a blanket and make pb and j sandwiches to eat during the cartoon. (Thinking back I honestly don't know why I would do this lol)
No. 1939645
>>1935657Aw
nonnie, I used to love this show too!
I had such an obsession with the Little Bear toothpaste comercial that I would recite it completely whenever it came on. "Safe to swallow and flourife free…"
This was the first toothpaste that I have used too. One day, I actually ate nearly all of the tube in a sitting, thinking that was okay. I can't remember if my parents freaked out but they never got that brand again after.
No. 1939653
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>>1934367I used to ask for these popsicles all the time even though the gummies always made me nauseous. I did the same with picrel even though they tasted bad because I loved the Powepuff Girls so much kek/
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>>1939445Omg, Alias! You brought me back. And yes, I thought she was really pretty too. I wanted to have a buncha wigs like her.
No. 1939869
>>1939798I wanted to be a spy so badly but I knew I could never be a spy for any government, especially not my home country's. lol. It did make me get into Aikido, which I sucked at, but I started getting more into working out which was overall a good thing. Fuck, I still want to be a spy. But tbh I think the best spies irl don't stand out, and I have a face people tend to remember. I could change a lot but can't change that. Pity though since I ended up learning a lot of languages and I feel like I can quickly assimilate to situations.
ah I'm just bullshitting, sorry nona. Let's be spies in my made-up world. I liked all the security in their offices btw. Vaughn annoyed me, idk what to say about him. Occasionally he looked ok I guess. I really need to rewatch the show. I know Sydney was never supposed to be with Sark but I thought about fanfic where they got together. Wrote a little but got embarrassed and stopped.
No. 1940065
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Everyone would pay me to make one for them. I was pretty good at it.
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>>1942024We called them lanyards
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>>1942024>>1948241This is one of those things as a kid I probably never saw the written name for so I had no idea 'scoubidou' was the actual spelling for these, I always remembered them as 'scooby doos' lol
No. 1952502
>walked past my brother peeing in the toilet once (don't know why he had the door open) and was like wtf boys pee standing??? so i tried it and boasted to him that i can pee standing too>one time when my dad's truck got super dusty i proceeded to write my dad's full name, phone number, and address on the side of his truck. nobody noticed until maybe the next day, we met him somewhere after he went to work and we were driving home separately. on the highway my mom is next to him and notices and is like what the fuck.>my younger cousin showing me crazy frog music videos and talking about crazy frog's wee wee>seeing kids at snack time asking for seconds at preschool and looking at the clock wondering what they meant by being given seconds, i kept thinking of time seconds. i think my parents would ask if we wanted more food, not seconds. i would keep asking for seconds and the preschool workers would keep saying no and i didn't figure it out for a while>went to the daddy daughter dance one time, the lights and people and loud music annoyed me so much. MJ's Thriller started to play and for some reason this sent me into a panic and i told my dad we needed to go outside and get away, that i was scared. he went outside with me and convinced me to try to go back inside after a few minutes. we did and i still hated it, we left early>one time went to the mall with my dad and some retard's caretaker fucked off and let their moidtard wheel around in his wheelchair wailing, saw this frequently. always made me super uncomfortable and told my dad i wanted to leave. knew my dad would be upset if i said it was because i didn't want to be around a free range retard so i lied and said "i don't want people to think we're dating". i still reference this with my family today kek>had a huge notebook i would tape/glue pictures i found online about w.i.t.c.h., magical doremi, and winx club. jammed the printer several times>had a burner skype account i never used when creeps on runescape who knew i was underage asked for my skype, used a pic of really young ariana grande and never answered calls. one creep asked me if we could date and i said sure just so he would give me gp. i would remove him from my friends list and put my status on friends only when i played unless i needed gp>>1617563i had this exact plush too, it's still in my parents' basement. the tail fell off because i would spin him around with me by his tail
No. 1952660
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I had some fond memories playing with my little brother in making these crappy little primitive huts and other messy things for our toy figures in our old backyard. We used sticks, rocks, mud, grass, leaves, wood planks, pretty much whatever we could find. We don't know how to keep these huts stable so we wasted rolls of tape to hold the sticks and roof together but it would still sometimes fall apart. In them, we made leaf beds and placed flat rocks as furnitures for our toys to live in. Outside of the huts, we built a little mud oven and had way too much fun playing with fire by burning up sticks and paper with a lighter. Our backyard had a castor bean plant so we collected, mashed and cooked the beans pretending it was coconut paste. Luckily we didn't get poisoned. We also mashed up berries, grass and fallen fruits to a paste and pretended it was some herbal medicine. We also dug up a hole and filled it with water like it's a pool or pond for our toys to swim in and attempted in making a mini tree house on our lime tree that was climbable. Whenever it rains we would run outside and build an elevated hut over some puddles with wood planks and placed some of our toys in there. It's simple and unstable but the idea of a house over water is super cool and cozy like it's at a swamp. We left them overnight to see if they could survive but sadly they didn't. Of course, our mother and auntie would get mad and disapprove of us playing with dirt and mud but overall we had fun with our wild imagination.
No. 1969909
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The first memory I have of being in trouble was when I was about 4 years old and I loved the taste of picrel. I loved it so much that I’d brush my teeth 5 or more times a day just to taste it. My mom hid my toothbrush during the day cause she thought I was gonna hurt my teeth by over rushing. I couldn’t handle 4 hours without it so I started slurping it up from the tube, and I ate all of it. My mom caught me squeezing whatever was left into my mouth like a gogurt. I had a stomach ache but it was nontoxic so I didn’t get seriously sick. Ever since then, she made me brush my teeth using mint only.
No. 1971283
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>>1969920I have 2 sisters, and each of us chose our favorite flavors of picrel. I had Dr Pepper, my sisters had Crush and Root Beer. I went through mine so fast because I applied it just to lick, eventually just taking bites out of it. When I ran out of my original, I started stealing the other ones until we were almost completely out. My mom only caught on when my sister ran out of hers, and she went to look for another tube to give her.