I remember...

I remember Spring Break 2k15 and not writing one blog post.

I remember the dream I had last night. My 52-year-old mom was pregnant

I remember wishing I could smash every mirror I looked into.

I remember when Lil Wayne was my hero and I was thirteen-year-old thug

I remember family reunions on the beach. Now everyone is a little too busy to get buried in the sand.

I remember begging mom for a small dog. I had saved an entire $100.

I remember my first B. Calculus last quarter.

I remember when dad and mom sat the kids down. Dad was crying and petting the dog like it would be the last time.  

I remember the time I told my mom she seemed to have grown a mustache. She replied with a passive aggressive "Well isn't that swell, Ruby."

I remember swimsuit shopping and how much I still hate it. 

I remember getting pinkeye and looking like an alien when I woke. My eyes have never felt the same.

I remember my second day at Lone Peak High School. I never really grew fond of B-days after all.

I remember watching Full House and mom walking in on a sexy part. "It's not usually like this, I swear!"

I remember my first kiss. We had just swapped silly bands and I had on my fave Bob Marley tee.

I remember when I dropped my baby sister. I blame the babysitter. I had roller blades on, hello!

I remember dating a loser. He still is one, even more so. 

I remember the Nintendo 64 and GameCube. Straight G.

I remember when my big sister ran away with a pack of cigs and a small green backpack. She always had the essentials ready to go: black makeup and a fresh pair o' undies. (a rain poncho too, duh)

I remember inadequacy.

I remember devastation.

I remember wishing I could have Tina Fey's humor and Kylie Jenners' lips. Still do (duh).

I remember being pissed that he held hand with another chick. Not cool, dude. I wish I'd just forget it.

I remember being in the friendzone (yay! ain't it fun?)

I remember each time someone didn't give me the time of day because of my appearance. It never occurred to me people could be that shallow until I came to good ole LP. We notice, people. (i still love LP,and you k, whatever.)

I remember cheering on the Ragnar runners at 3 in the morning.

I remember drill team, 6 am practices, ugly AF wigs, and never winning first place.

I remember running cross country and always winning last place!

I remember taking first in the 100 free in my heat. Girls swim took state that year. 

I remember when my pet snake bit me. I felt like Kissin' Kate Barlow off of Holes, when she lets the yellow spotted lizards devour her.

I remember screaming and crying when I discovered Terik had left. I remember finding out how he did it.

I remember the fear of forgetting my life and what has happened. How much does it all really matter?

I wish I remembered more.