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⌈ Secret Post #2478 ⌋

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[rune factory 4]

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[Law & Order]

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[Wander Over Yonder]

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[Breaking Bad]

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[Transformers: IDW Generation One]

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(Panic! at the Disco)

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[Luke Evans as Bard the Bowman in "The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug"]

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[league of legends pro teams - team curse]

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What's a favorite memory of yours?

I forget.

Forget what?

I can't remember!

When I was a kid, like five or six, we got a Rottweiler puppy. He was the sweetest dog, unless you overtly threatened someone in the family. He would always back down once we told him it was okay, though. Just very protective.

He liked to run up behind me, duck him head between my legs, and throw me onto his back so I could ride him like a horse.

Man, no one has awesome memories? EDIT: WELL, ONE PERSON DOES AT LEAST.

I dunno. Here's some things that amused me.

One time about three hours ago, I sent my fiance a text saying the forecast called for a 100% chance of pizza tonight and then he called me and said "Good call on forecast. I think there's going to be pizza tonight too." And, so, I'm going to order pizza in like an hour.

One time, when my brother was like three, he was holding a pine tree branch that kind of looked like a broom and my grandma told him to pretend to "sweep" with it. But, he thought she said "sleep," so he laid down on patio with the branch as a pillow and made snoring noises. It was super hilarious.

One time when I went to the park I had the goal of seeing a bunny and a bumblebee even though I'd never seen a bunny at that park and I hadn't seen a bumblebee in maybe ten years. This was the time at the park when I fell and fucked my arm really bad for like three weeks. But, I SAW A BUNNY AND A BUMBLEBEE and it was awesome. It was like, my arm really hurt from falling and I was all fucked up, but afterward I saw the animals I wanted to see and thinking about my random goal was achieved.

Edited 2013-10-16 01:07 (UTC)

I have a cool park animal memory to share!

The park where I do my walking has a trail that has a dry riverbed on one side and a steep, wire-fenced ridge on the other. A few months ago I was walking along that trail when a coyote climbed up out of the riverbed about thirty or forty feet from me and headed for the ridge. I've seen coyotes on this path a couple times before and it's always kinda cool in its own right, but then the rest of the pack followed. Three or four adults and three not-quite-puppy juveniles, all trotting across the trail with not the slightest concern for me, except for one adult that got to the top of the ridge first and turned around to stare at me until all the juveniles got up the ridge and under the fence. It was pretty awesome.

One of my best childhood memories is about my dad reading The Hobbit to me as a bedtime story when I was six, over the course of several nights. I think we did -more or less- a chapter each night until we finished the book? I loved it so much. And he was so expressive. He made the voices, invented tunes to sing the songs of the dwarves and all. It was such an awesome experience, I was already a book-lover at that age, but being read aloud like that was magical and fueled my love of books even more. I think he read several books to me, but for some reason I can only remember The Hobbit. Don't know why.

For the same reason, after my parents divorced, with us in Chile and dad staying permanently in Guatemala; I did the same for my little brother once he was old enough to appreciate it. He was four when the divorce happened. Dad would never be around to read to him, and I wanted him to have a beautiful experience with books like I had so badly. But he didn't show much of an interest in The Hobbit, so I tried with Harry Potter, and lo! He loved it. He was seven years old and I was thirteen at the time, the fourth book hadn't come out yet. So I read him 'till the third. Then I encouraged him to pick up the books and re-read them by himself, and every time he finished a chapter I did a drawing related to it.

I wasn't a very good big sister, to be honest. I was a troubled teenager prone to wild moodswings, and I often treated him badly because we had to share a room and I only wanted to be alone, which is something I regret a lot now. So my little brother (who's now 18) doesn't have the best childhood memories of me. But I do know for a fact he remembers our nightly sessions with Harry Potter very fondly - He has told me so.

(We have an awesome sibling relationship now, fortunately :3)

My God, are our dads secretly twin brothers or something? I was older--about 9--but my father read The Hobbit to me in just that way, making different voices for the characters and a tune for the dwarves' song. So many happy memories!

Like, the best conversation I've ever had with my mom:
Me: I had half a bagel for lunch.
Mom: What happened to the other half?
Me: I had it for breakfast.

Speaking of bagels. In high school, one of my best friends brought a bagel to one of our morning classes every day, and one day she was looking through her bag and couldn't find it. Five minutes later, a classmate walks in and was like, "I found a bagel on the sidewalk!"

One time in eighth grade, our English and history/science teachers (it was a really small school) took us out of class to get lunch at this drive-in.

Our band used to play homecoming at a nearby college, and one year they set up the drums in the wrong spot. There was this point where everybody had to march backwards and like, every last one of us marched right into the drums. The entire audience was laughing and cringing at our misfortune. It wasn't really awesome then, but in retrospect, it's hilarious.

My grandmother's funeral. It was a good funeral.

I was talking to a friend of mine about her love life, and the issues she was having with this guy, and she summed things up by saying that he was "Harry Pottering it" and that she needed to "Ginny the fuck out of things". It's basically the best thing that I've ever heard anyone say.

My grandpa and me, sitting on lawn chairs in his garage, him smoking one of his musty cigars and me reading a book, facing the open garage door as a summer rainstorm poured down. I think I was early elementary school age.

I have about a billion that involve my bunnies... like the time my first bun was playing out in the back yard with my mom supervising, while I was inside taking a bath. The bathroom window was open to the back yard, and Troy-bun was minding his own business and munching on clover and stuff, my mom said, until I sneezed. He perked his ears up at once and headed over to sit beneath the bathroom window, like "Hey! My human's over here somewhere!"

Also cons. Soooo many from cons. Like my group being unable to move from one spot for like half an hour because people keep taking our picture, or people coming up and telling me thank you for cosplaying their favorite character, or the first time my group did a skit and when I walked onstage someone in the audience squealed so loudly I momentarily forgot my line... or just completely random stuff like running into someone cosplaying from the same series and both of us reacting in character and then hanging out together for the rest of the day and staying in touch after...

Oh, and that reminds me of one of the absolute best things. Once I was cosplaying Spock, and carrying a phaser. While walking through the crowded lobby of the con hotel, I spotted a stormtrooper carrying a gigantic cannon. The helmeted head turned as I approached, so he obviously noticed me too. So just for laughs, I pulled out the phaser and aimed. He dropped the cannon and put his hands in the air in surrender.

I was trying soooo hard not to laugh, especially when about a dozen cameras got pulled out immediately and we were surrounded by flashes. XD

Playing jacks with my mom in the basement on a rainy summer day. I was about eight.

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