My bruise got better. There was a thorn stuck inside - that's why it was bruising. Blech and I ate a really bad-tasting raspberry that day, too. I practically died from the taste. Which reminds me of that time I ate french fries and they tasted like garbage. Hmm.
I don't know why but I got to thinking, and I remembered that day when Jay (Jeff Hsiao's older brother) came to my house. He told me he remembered something that happened to me when I was little and it freaked him out. I laughed cuz it freaks everyone out. But not everyone knows it.
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Story recap: I was like 2 or 3, and it was time for dinner. So I picked up my chopsticks and stuck them in my mouth to free my hands for my bowl. I hear my cousin shouting, "Hurry up! I'm gonna start playing Mario soon!" (Because Mario was such an oh-so-cool and NEW game back then.) Yeah, so I started running from the kitchen to the master bedroom (because that's where the Nintendo was). If you know the layout of my house, you'll know there's a lot of tile. So I was running.. and I fell face down in that little hallway thing before you get to the bedroom. Remember, I had my chopsticks in my mouth. Hence, the exposed end of the chopsticks made contact with the floor which shoved the end in my mouth into the back of my throat.
Needless to say, it was a bloody mess. And back then, on Sundays, there were absolutely no places open. No stores, no businesses... not even hospitals. So yeah.. I sat there bleeding for a while. And I wailed and bawled and cried my little eyes out.
The plus side was I was allowed to keep on eating popsicles. Yay.
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Yeah. I was touched he remembered and also that he remembered so much of it, lol. I think I scarred his childhood.
But I was a clumsy kid, I really was. I remember when we first came to look at the new house, I brought my tricycle along. Well, I was riding it alongside the edge of the pool, and WABAM, I fall in, tricycle and all. Did I mention it was mid-winter and I was wearing a dress? Anyhoo, I couldn't swim, so I was flapping my arms like a lunatic trying to tread water. Eventually I made it to the shallow end and climbed up the stairs and shivered my way into the house. And that wasn't the ONLY time something like that happened.
And there was this other time I wastrying to bite apart these two Lego pieces because they weren't being nice and coming apart in my hands. I ended up chipping one of my front teeth (luckily, my baby teeth) on them, and I had to wait a long time before the adult ones grew out. A loooong time.
Luckily, none of ya'll knew me then. Or you did, but you hopefully don't remember it very clearly.
Yes, I was a klutz. And still am one.
Remember pit rehearsal? When I tripped over the metronome cord and like flipped and took everything down with me? Yeah, nice. I rate that one a 9.7 out of 10.
But something I really can't forget is back in 6th grade, at Robinson. We all used to run to the cafeteria lines because our classroom was so far away, remember? And that day, we ran, and I was in the lead. Who'd have thought that this jackassed group of white racist jerks would trip me and send me skidding across the carpet on my face? Yeah. So I don't have a really good tolerance for racism. But I actually find that kind of funny (considering I skidded with my butt up in the air and all). It must have been hilarious yet hideous at the same time.
Gotta love black humor.
Ha, indirect reference to Jay. Jay Chou, that is. Ya know, he met up with Avril at the Asia MTV Awards. The newspaper said they "played it cool" and traded albums and stuff. Avril was surprised Jay listened to her 3 (3?) cds; she was even more surprised to find that he bought the latest one with his own money.
Yeah. Funny how showbusiness goes sometimes, eh?
Jus like some other things in life...
"Love. Ain't it a bitch."
... and did i ever show you my [not-so-] new [-anymore] haircut?
