My first memory was when I was like 3 or 4 and being sick as hell. I remember feeling hot all over and queasy and my mom carrying me around the kitchen frantically looking for a thermometer.
What's your earliest memory?
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I can remember so much shyt, but for the life of me I can't remember what age or year it was at when it happened.
I think one of the earliest memories I can recall at the moment was the time my mom took me to the park, prolly after church since there are bunch of pictures of me running in formal looking clothes, playing Army man or some shyt since in one pic I had one of those umbrella holding tubes holding like a rifle in some bushes. I can't remember the park, but I remember the ride home in that small ass car she had before she upgraded to a Mitsubishi Eclipse. I was in the back, just laying down watching the scenery fly by. Good times.
I think one of the earliest memories I can recall at the moment was the time my mom took me to the park, prolly after church since there are bunch of pictures of me running in formal looking clothes, playing Army man or some shyt since in one pic I had one of those umbrella holding tubes holding like a rifle in some bushes. I can't remember the park, but I remember the ride home in that small ass car she had before she upgraded to a Mitsubishi Eclipse. I was in the back, just laying down watching the scenery fly by. Good times.
One is when I was with my family in the Bronx. I had a new book about Herbie, The Love Bug. I remember I couldn't read all the words, and I liked the pictures. Later that day, we were in the New York Botanical Garden. When we left the Botanical Garden, I couldn't find my book. I lost it. I was around 4 or 5 years old. 
As you park in NYC, you have to go into underground parking garages. I remember that I liked the smell of the garage, which later I found out, to be automobile exhaust fumes. Whenever I go into underground garages and smell that same smell, it brings me back to NYC as a kid.
As you park in NYC, you have to go into underground parking garages. I remember that I liked the smell of the garage, which later I found out, to be automobile exhaust fumes. Whenever I go into underground garages and smell that same smell, it brings me back to NYC as a kid.
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That's interesting. I thank you for sharing that!
idk if its my favorite... but I had to be about 3 or 4 years old and I remember running from my bro bc i hit him in the head with a plastic pistol while he was taking a nap. He was crying and I remember feeling bad bc he was crying. He doesn't remember this, but I've been having that image in my mind since like 8 years old when I re-remembered it.
Yo Mama
...the sweeter the juice.
Parents fighting, going thru the stock of my moms shop, a birdbath in the back yard and the birds that come there... Can't put them in order.
This thread has inspired me to start keeping a journal. I kept a diary throughout H.S. and its embarrassing to go back and read some of the things in there, but the nostalgia is glorious.
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Standing up in my playpen outside on a sunny day, with my big sister nearby putting clothes on the clothesline,
with the radio playing a song I later learned was Mary Jane Girls - "In My House".
with the radio playing a song I later learned was Mary Jane Girls - "In My House".
It's crazy how that works cause there's shyt I totally forgot about them random shyt will just pop up in head and I'm sitting trippin like
I got like 4 journals, mostly random shyt from the Internet and old magazines I've had, but there's some random thoughts from me and it's crazy to read some old shyt. It's like either wow I'm a genius or wow I'm an idiot.
That's a dope song, every time I hear it reminds me of being at the local amusement park and being in the bumper cars with my cousins and uncle and they used to play all those old school jams. shyt was so lit.
I have a blurry memory of my mom carrying me around a field and talking to someone. Later I found out it was at my dad's rugby game.
Then when I was 3 my mom waking me up really early to drive out of town. I remember setting up all my stuff in the back seat and being excited. Then I asked her why the moon was following us.
Then when I was 3 my mom waking me up really early to drive out of town. I remember setting up all my stuff in the back seat and being excited. Then I asked her why the moon was following us.
having my pops throw his work boot at me cause i couldn't change the channel dial on the tv(pre remote dayze)
either that or my mom locking me and my sister in a closet so she can run an errand..
either that or my mom locking me and my sister in a closet so she can run an errand..