| I grew up on Five Alive And Transformers and Slip-n-Slide |
[Mar. 16th, 2004|11:49 am] |
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| | I'm 15 for a moment Caught in between 10 and 20 | ] |
When I get bored, I update. It's fun when I actually have stuff to talk about though. I don't think I have much of anything to talk about today though, I've just been bumming today. I blame the snow.
It's snowing outside, in case you didn't get that. It's been snowing all morning. I love snow. It's so pretty. Hate driving in it, but love looking at it and playing in it. I'm like a little kid when it comes to snow outside. I want to go out and build a fort or something, like I used to do when I was little. I still remember this one time when me, my brothers and all the boys on my street built the coolest fort tunnel thingy. It had holes at the top, and you could just wiggle through the thing. It was sooooo much fun playing in that thing! And we used to have snow ball fights, and we would even get our parents involved in them.
I miss being a kid like that. I had soooo much fun! I was such a tomboy too. Because I hung out with my brothers and all of their friends, there were no girls on my block. We also used to play in our one neighbors driveway... because it was like right next to my house. It was big driveway too. But she would always get mad at us, and yell at us to get off of her property. We played dodge ball, steal the bacon, kickball, street hockey, football, tag, we had bike races, and rollerblade races. Those were the days. When I could come home all dirty, and nobody would look at me like I was gross. If I came home dirty now, oh the funny looks I would get would be many.
As a kid, I played just about every major sport, for one season only. I wasn't much into sports, or into sports where you actually had to pay attention. I was always that kid that would run the wrong way, because they were chasing a butterfly or something. Always existed simply in my head. I got kicked off the cheerleading squad because when everybody was supposed to go to the right, I would end up going to the left. I had fun though, I would play with the flowers out on the soccer field, and chase butterflies across the baseball field. It was fun. Sure, my teammates wouldn't be too pleased, and my parents would be on the sidelines shaking their heads at me, but I had a good time.
My mom told me recently that I was a weird kid, that made me laugh. But she said that she loved that about me, because I was really my own person. She claimed me to be a Space Cadet and a bit of a ditz. But that I was very unique. My clothes never matched when I picked them out myself, I would end up in floral print stretch pants and a purple striped shirt. To me, underwear was optional, and my option was usually to not wear it (mind you, I was really little at that point).
I was the kid who would always jump in front of the camera at family parties. To this day, I still have family members who say "Keira, get out of the picture, I have hundreds of you at home". One of my aunts even has a whole photo album, full of me. My favorite picture of me though, is in my pre-school class. It's the group one, where everyone is dressed all nice, with the new dresses and brand new tie, the nice hair, where everything matches and is absolutely perfect. Well, there I am sitting in this cute little blue dress, with my hair all straight and pretty, and I was wearing my minnie mouse necklace, those socks with the little lace at the top and of course, my nasty old sneakers.
Anybody who knows me now, knows that I have dancing skills like nobodies business. I can bust a move that your grandkids will be able to feel, oh yea, I'm the shizzznit. My Hey Ya moves are only the amateur ones, once I really get going, watch out now! My dancing skills actually started when I was younger though. I was in ballet, and I rocked it. I remember wearing this tutu thing, with a little barrett netting thing sticking out of my head. It had sparkles on it, and I was like the star of the whole dance recital. But I really started showing my moves when my uncle got married, because I was invited to reception. I wore the best dress, ever. It was black velvet, with these puffy sleeves and puffy floral print bottom. I danced the nite away, and when it came time for the dance competition, you better bet your ass that I won that thing! Forget my aunt and uncle, I was the main event at that wedding, and it was awesome.
Oh, to be a kid again. Not a care in the world. Nobody is there stomping on your dreams, anything and everything is possible. When you grow up, it's not quite like that anymore. Now, your being judged no matter what you do. Constantly being put on show for the whole world to see, and to criticize. I miss being the center of attention for no other reason than that I'm cute.
I love to reminisce sometimes.
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