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FIRST
-First car: well it technically won't be mine...but i get to drive my dad's old '94 Audi
-First real kiss: Over the summer with Kevin
-First real Break Up: that one woulda been with Dave
-First real bf/gf: again, Dave
-First screen name: tye_dye_girl - twas an e-mail address
-First purchased album: geez...i have no idea...but i know my friend's was Hanson...heh heh
-First funeral: Greaty-Gramps'...but I can't remember it...so maybe Greaty-Gran's when I was about 8...but the only one that really affected me was Granddaddy's the summer before 8th grade. August 19th, 2002 was the day he died...I was at camp. His spirit came to say goodbye the next night, and on Wednesday morning my parents called and actually told me. I left that night, and we flew to Florida the next morning. Friday was my birthday...I was supposed to spend it at camp...which woulda been hella tight...but whatever i guess. And that's when it all began...before I was a happy and niave little girl...then I saw my dad cry...and I realized that I only had one memory of Granddaddy from before his stroke. We were walking back up the hill from the QFC by his and my grandma's house. I was carrying both bags of groceries. All I can really remember is him saying "Let me know if those get too heavy for you and your old Granddaddy will take them for you." And that's it. It's all I can remember of him while he was able to walk without a cane and actually pay real attention to people/remember things. Other than that my most vivid memory of him is from one day in 7th grade when we took him back to the Assisted Living wing of his and my grandma's retirement centre. He was curled up in a fetal position on his bed in one of those white hospital gown type garmets and shaking. He looked so weak. This is also why I always cry during Amazing Grace...we sang that at his funeral along with I'll Fly Away (cuz he was a pilot for Pan Am airlines)...and I recited my favorite poem "The Creamation of Sam McGee" which I didn't even know was his favorite too until I got to Florida.
-First pets: Sadie...our golden retreiver who was older than me who died January of 8th grade...wow 8th grade was a sucky year huh?...
-First credit card: later this year...i think...thats what my parents keep saying anyways
-First true love: "chocolate and music" <- I agree with Jazz on that one
-First enemy: haha...well I guess you could say Brian Doersch. We fought a TON when we sat next to eachother in 3rd grade...well he was in 4th...split class thing you know
-First big trip: New York City at 6 months...can't remember that one either
-First music you remember hearing in your house: Greatful Dead...mis padres are huge Dead Heads
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LAST
-Last car ride: Earlier today I drove home from Whistler...which includes part of the deadliest highway in British Columbia...and possibly even Canada
-Last kiss: MLK Jr. Day...Chris
-Last good cry: cant remember the last GOOD one...but i cry way to often for my liking
-Last library book checked out: Cobwebs, The Lovely Bones, Child X, Falling Through Darkness, and On the Bright Side, I'm Now the Girlfriend of a Sex God (2nd in a series...next one is Knocked out by my Nunga Nunga's...1st was Angus, Thongs and Full Frontal Snogging...they're british...learn the slang)
-Last beverage drank: Nestea iced tea
-Last food consumed: Chex cereal
-Last crush: uh...that would be current crush...and i refuse to divulge that information over this public journal
-Last phone call: to my dad while telling him to remember to bring a CD home from Whistler
-Last shoes worn: Chucks
-Last item bought: hot cocoa, bagel with lox and a mocha...i love Esquires...oh, but my mom bought me sunglasses earlier when she bought bike shorts and skis
-Last annoyance: being tired but my brain not shutting off resulting in me laying awake in bed for three hours before i was finally able to sleep...and thats the thrid night in a row too
-Last time wanting to die: dont remember...sometime though
-Last time scolded: earlier today when trying to help my mom put stuff away so she could get her arm out of my face more quickly when I was driving
-Last movie you saw: Sleepy Hollow
and thats all for now folks!
-First car: well it technically won't be mine...but i get to drive my dad's old '94 Audi
-First real kiss: Over the summer with Kevin
-First real Break Up: that one woulda been with Dave
-First real bf/gf: again, Dave
-First screen name: tye_dye_girl - twas an e-mail address
-First purchased album: geez...i have no idea...but i know my friend's was Hanson...heh heh
-First funeral: Greaty-Gramps'...but I can't remember it...so maybe Greaty-Gran's when I was about 8...but the only one that really affected me was Granddaddy's the summer before 8th grade. August 19th, 2002 was the day he died...I was at camp. His spirit came to say goodbye the next night, and on Wednesday morning my parents called and actually told me. I left that night, and we flew to Florida the next morning. Friday was my birthday...I was supposed to spend it at camp...which woulda been hella tight...but whatever i guess. And that's when it all began...before I was a happy and niave little girl...then I saw my dad cry...and I realized that I only had one memory of Granddaddy from before his stroke. We were walking back up the hill from the QFC by his and my grandma's house. I was carrying both bags of groceries. All I can really remember is him saying "Let me know if those get too heavy for you and your old Granddaddy will take them for you." And that's it. It's all I can remember of him while he was able to walk without a cane and actually pay real attention to people/remember things. Other than that my most vivid memory of him is from one day in 7th grade when we took him back to the Assisted Living wing of his and my grandma's retirement centre. He was curled up in a fetal position on his bed in one of those white hospital gown type garmets and shaking. He looked so weak. This is also why I always cry during Amazing Grace...we sang that at his funeral along with I'll Fly Away (cuz he was a pilot for Pan Am airlines)...and I recited my favorite poem "The Creamation of Sam McGee" which I didn't even know was his favorite too until I got to Florida.
-First pets: Sadie...our golden retreiver who was older than me who died January of 8th grade...wow 8th grade was a sucky year huh?...
-First credit card: later this year...i think...thats what my parents keep saying anyways
-First true love: "chocolate and music" <- I agree with Jazz on that one
-First enemy: haha...well I guess you could say Brian Doersch. We fought a TON when we sat next to eachother in 3rd grade...well he was in 4th...split class thing you know
-First big trip: New York City at 6 months...can't remember that one either
-First music you remember hearing in your house: Greatful Dead...mis padres are huge Dead Heads
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LAST
-Last car ride: Earlier today I drove home from Whistler...which includes part of the deadliest highway in British Columbia...and possibly even Canada
-Last kiss: MLK Jr. Day...Chris
-Last good cry: cant remember the last GOOD one...but i cry way to often for my liking
-Last library book checked out: Cobwebs, The Lovely Bones, Child X, Falling Through Darkness, and On the Bright Side, I'm Now the Girlfriend of a Sex God (2nd in a series...next one is Knocked out by my Nunga Nunga's...1st was Angus, Thongs and Full Frontal Snogging...they're british...learn the slang)
-Last beverage drank: Nestea iced tea
-Last food consumed: Chex cereal
-Last crush: uh...that would be current crush...and i refuse to divulge that information over this public journal
-Last phone call: to my dad while telling him to remember to bring a CD home from Whistler
-Last shoes worn: Chucks
-Last item bought: hot cocoa, bagel with lox and a mocha...i love Esquires...oh, but my mom bought me sunglasses earlier when she bought bike shorts and skis
-Last annoyance: being tired but my brain not shutting off resulting in me laying awake in bed for three hours before i was finally able to sleep...and thats the thrid night in a row too
-Last time wanting to die: dont remember...sometime though
-Last time scolded: earlier today when trying to help my mom put stuff away so she could get her arm out of my face more quickly when I was driving
-Last movie you saw: Sleepy Hollow
and thats all for now folks!
