Posts by hiddenmarlin14

480 Where's the cake? 🙂 It's Sigmund Freud's birthday today, after all. 🙂

46O 🤔

It rained here all night long.😳

Kimberly Rodriguez51 said:Richard Sanders7 and his broom 🤦

He’s just sweeping up the trash 🤦

broom 🤦

The whole crowd is terrified of Richard Sanders7 🤦

And now Richard Sanders7 is starting to complain 🤦

My first pair of Levi's 🕺 I was maybe 15 or 16, I can't remember exactly. They weren't cheap either. I put them on for the first time, head out the door, and just walking normally down a perfectly flat street—no cracks, no nothing, and I wasn't even wearing heels, just basic flats—I trip and wipe out. 🤦 Ended up ripping them right at the knee. 🙂 Instead of heading home to cry, I actually walked into town wearing my brand-new ripped jeans. ☕ Sometimes I really feel like I have two left feet. ☕

bluemason3 said:Are you kidding me right now? 😛

The author could’ve just defined the topic more clearly so we wouldn't end up drifting off-topic. What am I supposed to do with this? 😳

Oh yeah, I’m sure all the off-topic trolls will gather to debate, analyze every little detail, and weigh the situation with such profound depth that humanity might actually find the wisdom needed to survive and thrive. 🥳

Basically, it’s just everyone looking out for themselves 🥳—that's how things work in the off-topic section. 🤷

I recall there was a long stretch where Maggie wasn't around 🕺

I remember little Mullica, little Sekica, and a few others 🕺

So, what's the deal with why everyone seems to have Alzheimer's these days? 🤔

Ethan Morales22 was asking about scent memories 🙂

I can still smell freshly cut hay in the summer; whenever that scent hits me, I’m instantly a kid again 🙂
The smell of a wood-burning fireplace (hardly see that anymore nowadays)—it always brings my old piano teacher to mind 🕺
The smell of cigarette smoke in apartments or cars; that was just the reality I grew up with 🕺
The smell of plucked chicken—for some reason, that’s exactly what my dog smells like when he’s soaking wet from the rain or a swim in the lake 🤣
Whenever I catch a whiff of gas, I freak out immediately 😳 We once had to be evacuated from my elementary school because of a gas leak somewhere nearby 😳
My grandmother’s scent—just the smell of basic, plain soap (honestly, I don't even know how to describe it properly 🤔). I notice that same scent on older people who are incredibly meticulous 🙂

Kimberly Rodriguez51 said:So, what exactly did Mark do to get under your skin? 🙂

Honestly, I can't quite recall the specifics🤔 all I know is he was constantly whispering something in my ear during math class, and he just wouldn't stop 😳 as for what he was actually saying, I haven't the slightest clue 🤷

I still remember back in high school when (let's call him Mark) ticked me off so badly that I grabbed a massive math textbook and slammed it right onto his head. 😳 Total silence. Everyone was just scribbling away, the only sound being the occasional scratch of a pencil, until suddenly—*bam!*—it sounded like a bolt of lightning hitting the room. 😳 Honestly, he had it coming, though. 😳 And once, another kid sneezed right in the middle of class, and the girl sitting next to me just looked up and asked, "Is it thundering outside or something?" 🤣

Is anyone even going to write anything else here anymore? 😳

Ethan Morales22 said:...

I still remember my first day of school...😁
My mom was busy pulling strings with her best friend to make sure I landed in Dorothy's class... but then they called my name for some other teacher instead. It turned into a total frantic scramble to intervene on the spot just so I could get into the class they originally intended for me. 🤣

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Yeah, I remember that too. There were so many kids, just waiting forever while they called out names. They went through classes A, B, C, and D, and by the time they finally reached Class E, my name was called 😍 we honestly thought they'd forgotten us. I also remember the day my piano arrived—that was actually a year before school started. My Dad and the movers were lugging the piano into the house, and I was sitting on the couch in the room I shared with my sister. I had my brand new music notebook, a pencil, and an eraser sitting right on my lap. In that moment, I felt this strange sense of happiness, almost like it was a ceremony. 🙂

Ethan Morales22 said:🤣🤣🤣

Sweet memories. 🙂🙂

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Yeah, I still remember my late grandfather. He was pure kindness—honestly, the kind of soul I haven't come across once since he passed. 😢 I was only about three and a half when he died, 😢 but certain moments are burned into my brain. One scene I’ll never forget is when the paramedics showed up to take him to the hospital. There were two of them, one on each side, guiding him through the front door. That was the last time I ever saw him; he passed away at the hospital. 😢

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Regarding point number one -

1) Earliest memory?
So this is a pretty interesting question. What can you actually remember from when you were tiny 😁? How far back does it go? Is it just some mental mirage, or is it a genuine memory? Or maybe even a leftover from a past life? 😲

When I was little (I can't even tell you how old I was, maybe 2 or 3 🤔), my Dad worked night shifts as a security guard for a long time. He’d sleep during the day while Mom was at work. Anyway, one time I was bored out of my mind, so I climbed up onto the bed where Dad was sleeping. He was lying on his side, and without really thinking about it—I just sat right on his head because I thought it would be funny 😍. Then, naturally—I farted 🙂. Dad just looked up and said, "Well, great. Now you can flush the toilet too." 🤣

Hey, Ethan Morales22, you old soul, you aren't even a hundred years old yet 🙂

Looking at what you wrote above, you could probably write a five-volume novel about it 😳
I don't have the time right now, but I might type up some notes later 🙂

560 tomorrow ☕