#things i remember

[krumpkin]

Yep, this is accurate 😄

[questionablehumor]

[grind-my-bones-into-stardust]

does anyone remember that one episode of Sherlock Holmes where Sherlock gets a call from his crazed sister and she is trying to kill someone and he gets another call from a little girl who’s on a plane and everyone’s asleep and she can’t wake anyone up so she’s going to crash, and Sherlock is trying to find his sister before the little girl crashes and then he finds out that the girl on the plane is his sister and it’s a metaphor for how his sister feels like she’s on a plane about to crash and no one can save her? Because I do and there are 100 reasons for why I’m kinda emo and cringe and that episode is 27 of them.

[pinkangelhoney]

Found these while trying to clean, so I know exactly what I’ll be listening to while I knit tonight

[vethromantic]

Kinda want to make my own version of the "Things I Remember" book...should I?

[witchcatyoshiko]

Things I still remember I’ve said these last few weeks:

“I’m looking, I’m liking, and I’m crying”

“I need money. Lots of it and I don’t particularly care how the person got it as long as I’m not implicated”

“IM SAD! That machine is hard. It’s like you’re trying to stab someone with two hands and can’t do it.” (Friend: you can just stab with one hand) “WHERES THE PIZAZZ IN THAT?!”

“Oh my kitties I missed you! I’ll never leave the house again!” *cuddling cats and talking cutesy* “I’ll stay here till I run outta food and die. I just ask you give me a respectful day before you eat me, make sure I’m dead” (husband: aww wait what?)

“Hey you still awake? You said you’ve been going to sleep later these days. No one NEEDS to be normal. I NEED help with this level. Alright call me when you’re ready.”

“I told her ‘ma’am I got your husband’s social already.’ Which surprisingly wasn’t reassuring.”

“I do not include my fanfic in my memory. They be gone”

“I’m gonna be busy later. Imma shower, eat and die... maybe not in that order. Death is imminent.”

“Age is just a number... I like to forget”

“Keep going! Pain is just a word! That you feel intensely.”

[kungfuslipper]

I CAN’T DECIDE HOW I FEEL ABOUT CROSSING MY ZEROS

You know, to make sure they don’t look like O’s. They end up looking like tiny ringed planets, tilted on their sides. And sometimes like the Greek letter Phi. God forbid I draw the line horizontally, making them into faces with broad-brimmed hats. However I make them, they become a little portal that transports me directly into a dark barracks room, standing as stiffly as a sleep-deprived kid in an ill-fitting uniform can stand, eyes squinting in the light coming from the doorway.

I am quite sure I remember the door being open. Or maybe the door had been removed. I was counting the seconds, staring at the logbook, trying not to make any mistakes with my ink-imposed hourly notations. Many of them contained zeros—all of which I crossed diagonally.

I hoped that Chief would not come down the hall and lay into me about god-knows-what, like a wolf lays into its dinner.

I hoped in vain.

[thoughts-of-the-unheard]

i was reminded of the years i spent playing violin in elementary and middle school and i wanted to share some of my memories from it

my two youngest aunts (5 and 6 years older than me) and my youngest uncle (2.5 years older than me) all played violin at the k-8 school they went to and when i was in first grade after the aunt 6 years older tried teaching me piano, the one 5 years older started teaching me violin it was all suzuke books she taught me bc that was what was taught to her

2nd grade my school added a violin class of sorts i only vaguely remember it there were nine of us total but i remember there being three of us in the trailer but it was kinda dark in there (it was a small school that got shut down after my 3rd grade year and we had a trailer like building with three rooms that i remember: the library, the music/art room, and the little room i met with the guidance counselor they brought in for me and the girl that was bullying me)

my father got me a sheet music book of popular music but it wasn't for the violin

there was a concert with strings and band kids and i was the only one with a solo (it was just the elementary students playing and i was the only one who played b4 and i think one of the only ones who own their intrument) i played o come little children or smth and hated that song for years after bc i messed up in the beginning and the leader, mrs. ericsson, (she wasn't the music teacher but she ran the music stuff with the church) (catholic school man) made me start over and i was very embarrassed i remember liam kelly playing the trumpet and hes one of those people with a naturally red face and his was like purple when he played

in 6th grade i did i project on the violin and i had to have 15 minutes of hands on stuff and most of it was positioning and lame stuff

i had a bad habit of bringing my arm up as i moved the bow and they put a big rubber band around me to keep my arm next to my chest

i remember the faded blue carpet in “the other room” as i practiced alone and shreaded my fingers and eventually decided to stop playing bc too much was expected of me and i was losing my mind