Growing Old
January 6th, 2008"I intend to live forever. So far, so good."
- Anonymous
- Anonymous
"I look forward to growing old."
"Are you insane?" Lisa gasped. She regarded me like a little puppy that just ate his own poop.
Childhood
Archived Entries from this Category
Please Don't Kill Our Planet
December 23rd, 2007Dear Adults,
Hi. I am a little boy living in a small town in America. One day, I will grow up and be an adult just like you.
I am writing to ask you something very important to me. Please don't kill our planet.
Ginger
August 26th, 2007It was sometime around my freshman year of college when I got the call. I still remember it to this day.
Cute as a button and small as a purse, Ginger was a scampering, yipping puff of hair. She was a tiny black Pomeranian, which is classified as a toy dog breed because they're small like children's toys.
Our cousins gave her to us, back when she could fit in a mug. They called her Cookie, because she loved cookies. My Mom carried her home in her purse.
Bookworm and Bookkid
August 19th, 2007I'm sitting in a Barnes & Noble right now. As usual. Next to me are a father and son, sitting at a table and reading quietly.
The boy looks young; maybe first or second grade? The father looks pretty young too; maybe only a few years older than me.
Then the thought struck me: I totally want to be a father who brings his kid to Barnes & Noble too.
The Transformers
July 22nd, 2007"The Transformers, more than meets the eye.
Autobots wage their battle to destroy the evil forces of the Decepticons.
The Transformers, robots in disguise.
The Transformers, more than meets the eye.
The Transformers!"
- Transformers Cartoon Theme Song
Autobots wage their battle to destroy the evil forces of the Decepticons.
The Transformers, robots in disguise.
The Transformers, more than meets the eye.
The Transformers!"
- Transformers Cartoon Theme Song
I had my own universe once. A universe where all of my toys existed together and battled one another. Autobots and G.I. Joe troops defended against Decepticons, Cobra, Battle Beasts, M.U.S.C.L.E.s, and Darth Vader & the Empire's troops.
Unfortunately, I didn't have a lot of Japanese toys; otherwise I would've mixed Robotech and Gundam in there too. I did have Voltron though. Go Voltron!
(Warning: High Geek Content Ahead.)
(As if you didn't already guess that.)
Instigator
July 15th, 2007"You're such an instigator," my Dad told me.
"Instigator?" I wondered. "What does that word mean?" I had no idea. I was in pre-SAT grade school at the time. So I looked it up in a dictionary.
Looking Back
June 10th, 2007It's funny to look back at all the dumb things you've done and wonder how you got through it all, isn't it?
Like that time you climbed onto the roof of your house and told your cousins you could fly. Or that time you climbed onto the roof of your school because you were messing around with a substitute teacher. Boy, you sure like to climb onto roofs, don't you?
Or maybe that's just me.
How I Became Hooked On Writing
February 25th, 2007You can blame all this on my grade school English teacher. If it wasn't for that creative writing exercise, I would have never started down this path.
"Write about emotions," she instructed. "Select an emotion and write about it. You can write about how it makes you feel, what you do when feeling it, anything you want."
I wrote a dark humorish piece called "Jealousy". We had to read our stories out loud in front of the entire class. Scary as hell, you can imagine.
Mrs. F
February 4th, 2007I don't remember her name anymore, but she changed my life.
What was it? Mrs. Fiegleman? Mrs. Filgelman? There's a hazy memory of the sounds, but I can't remember the letters. I'll just call her Mrs. F.
She was my second-grade teacher. And she changed my life by sitting me next to Kevin.
The Song That Made Me Cry
January 7th, 2007"And honey, I miss you,
And I'm bein' good,
And I'd love to be with you,
If only I could."
- B. Goldsboro
And I'm bein' good,
And I'd love to be with you,
If only I could."
- B. Goldsboro
"Remember that song that made you cry?" asked my Mom.
"Yea, I think so." I scratched my cheek. "It was some song by Chicago."
"No, it wasn't. It was a song called 'Honey.' Let's find it."
"Find it? Why? You want to make me cry right now?"
