trip down memory lane.

so all day random memories kept popping into my head at the most random times. like when i was working out or when i was supposed to be studying, or in line at the store and the last one while i was showering. they are so funny that i have to share. here are some of them in no particular order. some of this stuff i havent thought of in years. maybe even a decade :)
1. i was about 5 and we my mom was watching her best friends daughter who was 3 at the time. on this day jordy (3 year old) had her hair in pig tails. her mom was so proud becuase jordy's hair was finally really long and it was so pretty. i being the little brat i was convinced jordy to come into the bathroom with me and i cut off one of her pig tails. i dont remember why. i just remember my mom crying and yelling at me asking me why i did it. it was horrible. my mom then had to call "dial-a-sitter" a dial up babysitter service to come watch me while she rushed jordy to the hair salon to get her hair fixed. they ended up having to cut off all her hair and she ended up looking like a little boy. it was so sad. not to mention the 80 year old grandma who ended up watching me...forcing me to eat butter sandwhiches for dinner. very tramatizing. on everyones part.
2. when i was five my family and i had just moved into a brand new house. my little brother was just born and i was entering kindergarten. it was spring time and my mom and dad were so happy to be finally moved into our new home. the back yard was huge and really nice. with lots of big pine trees making it feel like a forest. on this day i had just gotten home from girl scouts...and had a few freinds over. we were playing in the back yard while my mom was making dinner. that day in girl scouts we had learned about how to make a camp fire. and i started to rub two rocks together thinking it would start fire. but no cigar. i knew where my dad hid the matches so i rushed inside and grabbed the box. then the next thing i remember was the throwing a match into one of the trees becuase i was scared that it actually lit. then before you knew it the whole backyard was on fire. i started to scream and my mom came out and almost fainted. it was horrible. the police, ambulance, fire department the whole kit and kaboodle showed up. even the news. all because i wanted to make a camp fire. i ended up burning down all the trees in our backyard and some of the people that lived behind us. i remember my mom crying and my dad yelling. it was the worst feeling ever. that night when my dad came home our entire backyard was torched and black and he just stood there in his business suit speechless staring at the disaster. and i just stood by his side crying. then that night my mom made corn beef and i just remember sitting there with tears in my eyes looking at the lump of meat on my plate....crying while my dad pretty much informed me my life was over. it was hell. ill for sure never forget that one. pretty sure it will flash in my head right before i die.

3. flash forward a few years. i was in high school. not sure what age. by this time my parents had divorced and i had a stepdad. who by the way i love sooo much. (step mom different story.) anyhow i also inherrited a step bro and sis. which i pretty much consider real brother and sister. cause we were raised together from pretty early on and they lived with us full time growing up. i love them both and gavin is one of my best friends.
well it was evening and my parents were both in bed...and gavin and i were saying goodnight...and the topic of J-Lo came up. and i was saying how i liked her. and with that my mom and bob both grossed out and said that she was horrible....and did not deserve the fame she had...for whatever reasons. i could care less either way really. but being a teenager wanted to cause trouble. so i egged them both on...saying she was my idle...and that really bob prob thought she was pretty. but they both were so resistant of the topic. that it caused me to become more resistant. and before you knew it we were fighting over Jennifer effing Lopez. at the time it was annoying but looking back its hillarious. gavin of course wsa on my side...being the cool older sis. so after we said goodnight....matt gavin and i got the bright idea of getting whip cream and "tagging" bobs car with "I LOVE J-LO"....so we went outside and put in huge letters across his rear window...."I LOVE J-LO!!" with a bunch of hearts. we thought it was soooo funny...and that he would think so too....but looking back i think what an asshole, disrespectful move. the next day he was pissed and we ended up getting in trouble. but a classic memory non the less.

4. my mom is from las vegas and he sisters live down there. so growing up we were constantly traveling there for functions/holidays/whatever. i was prob 10 at the time. i was with my cousins...(i was the youngest out of my cousins...they were always the cool ones....and matt and i were the dorky ones from reno...) they are the ones who introduced me to hip hop...and showed me how to be "bad"....they were mostly boys who were kinda wild for their age) but my favorite was Ali. she is my age...and she was always so cool. had a boyfriend always...kissed boys and knew all the coolest songs. so i really loved hanging with ali. plus we both shared a love for art. this weekend we got to spend the night over at my uncle/her dads house. uncle gary is the cooooolest. he used to be a cartoon animator for Disney and worked on movies like the lil mermaid ect. hes also a total hippy. so whenever we spent the night at uncle gary's it was paaaaarrrrrrrtttttyyyy time. and we also would do an art project. but this night...we decided that we wanted to dress uncle gary up into a costume and make him take us somewhere. so we decided to put a visor on him backwards and stick a toothbrush in it. ali and i decided to join in. so if you can imagine we were all wearing backwards visors with toothbrushes in them so it looked like we had toothbrush antennas. it was soooo fun. so we walked down the street to the 7-11 to buy slurpees.....and we all walked in looking like this. and we made a rule that we had to talk in a made up language. it was soooo funny. i couldnt quit laughing that i half way peed my pants. and uncle gary was sooo cool that he did it the whole time. even when he was checking out...he spoke to the cash register guy in our false language. we were in kinda a "thuggy" area of vegas so all these gangster guys were just staring at us like we were FREAKS!! and it was soo fun! looking back on it i think how cool uncle gary is to be weird with us 10 year olds. i def want to act that way with my kids!

5. it was my freshman year of high school and i was in california for a swim meet. it was the swim meet of all swim meets. our team had worked really hard to get there and i was really excited. this is how i met one of my best friends shirley. shirley was also on the swim team. but she was a jr. so i didnt really know her. she was also kinda wild...and i was pretty dorky...so i didnt really think we had anything in common. but on this trip...we got paired together in the same hotel room. there was this older boy on the swim team who i reeeeeeallllly liked. in fact i think he was my first really crush. well maybe not...but first major one. so we had been at the swim meet all day and headed back to the hotel for dinner and movies. everyone was exausted and sun burned and all i wanted to do was sleep. but i was in shirleys room. so i knew that woudlnt be happening. the night ended up being the first night i experienced drinking. shirley had brought tuaca..and we ended up doing a bunch of tuaca shots...and the boy swim team came over to our room. it was like a lil nugget party. i was really drunk. i think it only took me like one or two shots. shirley ended up making out with a boy while i layed there and listened to the whole thing...grossing out. since there were on my bed and i finally i kicked them out! the next day is where it gets funny. it was time for the team to head back to reno. but we stopped at 6 flags for a day of fun. but for me and shirley and half the team we were experiencing our first hangovers so a theme park was the last place we wanted to be. shirley and i ended up riding the same rollercoaster over and over. cracking up the whole time. cause it would take our pictures right as we dropped and everytime our faces looked horrible. then that night when we were back in reno...i was so out of it. i grabed the wrong suitcase when my mom picked me up. and i get home to unpack only to find someone elses things. and her suitcase didnt even resemble mine. from then on shirley and i were inseppereable and hung out every moment of everyday. and as you can imagine....she opened my eyes to quite a lot. i had a lot of my "firsts" while hanging out with shirley.....hahhahaha.

6. a few years back my friend Dominique and i were working at a ski shop. and we decided that we wanted to do a really intese fast for 10 days. why? cause were extreme and everything we do is super intense and we cant just be balanced normal humans...we have to completely kill everything..and beat it into the ground. its how we roll. all or nuthin'. anyhow we started the cleanse and all we were consuming was lemon water. it was day 4 and we had got the bright idea of going snowboarding. thinking it would be ok. but didnt consider the fact that snowboarding takes a lot of energy and maybe it would be best to just stay at home and chill. no. so we were on the slopes and feeling really out of it. like reeeeeaaally out of it. ive never really been high. never had a thing for it. but we felt HIGH. maybe it was the elevation...but it was doing something to us. we were only able to take a few runs. then it hit us hard. we couldnt quit laughing and barley had any energy to make it back to the lodge. once we go to the lodge everyone was eating and the smells were so everwhellming. we couldnt take it anymore. so we rushed to the bar and asked for a bunch of lemon slices. we figured since we were alloud to have lemon juice that lemon slices would be ok. so we went consumed almost 20 lemon slices each. it was rank. but at the time they tasted sooooooooooo good. we sat there saying the things we really wanted like burrito...and i swear the lemon would somehow taste like a burrito. it was hillarious. we ended up continuing the fast up to day 8. then we freaked...ditched class and went to wild oats and spent $20 each at the salad bar and make ourselves COMPLETLEY sick.
7. it was my freshman year of college during winter break. 3 of my friends and i went to santa cruz for the week to hang out and we stayed with my cousin bri's family. one of the days we went surfing. i had learned to surf when i was in hawaii...and wanted to teach my friends the little i knew. plus bri's hot cousin charlie was with us and he helped....he was the pro actually. anyways we rented boards and we on the beach and he was giving us the instructions for how to get up on your boards ect. brianne was the only one out of us who was nervous. she isnt that good of a swimmer...so so was hesitant. and she fears sharks. so we all get in the water and start to paddle out. leda, charlie and stace took off. and left me with bri. i feel completley comfortable in the water. so it didnt bother me to wait with her. she was a complete gizzard. i wish i had a camerea. she was talking to herself and breathing really hard and panting and she was only out about 20 feet. i couldnt help but laugh. oh and on top of it she didnt have on her glasses so she couldnt really see. she was following me and i was trying to calm her down. she was doing better and i thought she was about 10 feet behind me. then i felt something creep up my butt and pull me back. i freaked and turned around to find bris board with bri...glidding up ontop of my board. she couldnt even see and she ended up paddling right up ontop of me. and she didnt even realize it while she was doing it. i started to crack up and said bri what in the hell are you doing on top of me. and then she realized and we both started to crack up. she had the entire effing ocean and she ended up being litereally right on my ass. it was a classic. and ill never forget it.