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QOTD Thread #332- Do you think that people should keep cats outdoors?
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Azazel
i am driven by biological needs
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Azazel
Well, everybody you meet and know have an influence on you. Concious or not.
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ElhonnaDS
#46- What's the earliest thing you can remember?
Pretty straight-forward question, I think.
The earliest memory I have, I think, was being about 4 years old and having thrown up at my mother's tupper-ware party. I remember vaguely that I had a jelly bean cupcake earlier that night, and that I got sick in the middle of her party.
Come to think of it, to this day I still don't really like jelly-beans. Not the old fashioned kind, anyway.
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Monday
Oldest I remember was being at my grandparent's house when I was about three/fourish.
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Monday
I rememeber having to go to the hospital in Indonesia when I was 3, cause we had to drive through mountain-y parts and it was storming.
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That sounds stressful.
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Adamsm
I have a horrible memory...but I guess the big thing that sits out was being 4 or 5, eating from a can of mixed nuts and finding out I have a deathly allergy to cashews, pecans and almonds...yeah, that was a 'fun' night for my mom and our family friends....
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deathbyte
I have two memories from when I was 3 and 5.
When I was 3, my dad was making the attic into my parents bedroom and before it was completely finished I was sleeping in there. I woke up and near the door was this shadow figure. It was a ghost/spirit. It was there for about a minute or so just watching me. I believe it to be my grandmother on my dad's side you died before I turned 1. To this day I can't watch paranormal movies or videos.
When I was 5, my dad came home from his baseball game. He played in a over 30 league and I ran to the door but forgot to stop and smack right into it. I still have a scar on my forehead from the stitches I needed to get.
I actually have a really good memory, which kind of sucks because I can remember almost anything word for word of a conversation or tv show, or anything that I noticed going on around me. But it is good for finding things that people have forgotten where they had put it.
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Thror
I have tons of memories from the kindergarten, where I was between 3 and 5. I remember some of the kids that used to go there with me, some even by name. I remember we used to learn english in a very basic way and sang english songs. I remember watching a dead fly full of larvas. I remember we used to build structures from some blocks and that each day we competed about who will decide what are we gonna build. And I think I even kissed one of my "classmates" in kindergarten. Her name was Veronica. Jeez. I liked her. I remember going to the kindergarten carnival dressed as "batman". It was a costume that my mom made from some clothes and stuff. I was the most colorful batman ever... noone could really tell that I am him, but I was so proud of my costume. Memories lol.
Oh I also remembered Jacob from kindergarten. We nicknamed him "the Pig" because he looked like one, and he took pride in the way he eats food in the most disgusting way ever. I remember how once we were waiting for lunch in the kindergarten and he was smashing his empty soup plate with a spoon and actually smashed the plate in two. And then he started crying. I remember that sound. Even his face. Jeez, Jacob the Pig was so obnoxious.
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Lombax
Building a Lego Y-fighter and Dart Vaders ship.
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donnymurph
I'm actually surprised by how late some of your earliest memories are. I remember a lot of stuff from being 3 years old. I couldn't pinpoint an exact one which came first, but here's a few:
Getting piggybacks from a bloke who to this day still thinks he's my father (I'm 99% sure he isn't) and my brother used to chase along and try to unsettle me by pulling my legs or whatever, and I always used to yell at him "Piss off you little s**t!"
Walking from the lounge room to the kitchen one time, I kicked my big toe on the metal strip between the carpet and the linoleum and cut it right open, so my mum called a cab to the doctor to get it bandaged up.
Me and some of my brother's friends used to play a game called "Knock and Run" in our neighbourhood - where you knock on people's doors and then run away before they answer.
I remember my brother coming home crying from school one day with a busted nose because some bully in a higher grade had beaten him up for his lunch money.
I remember the time my mum bought me probably the one material possession that I actually feel a sentimental connection to - a stuffed rabbit that some bloke was selling door-to-door. Once upon a time it would play a lullaby if you squeezed its hand, although that wore out pretty quickly. We were at my grandma's house at the time. We spent a lot of time in that house.
We used to stay overnight at my grandma's place all the time. My mother was very codependent, and during the time she was alive, I'd say we stayed at our own place less than 50% of the time. At my grandma's, we'd sleep in the same room, and I'd always wake up at dawn - a good while before she did - so I'd while away the time by standing between the window and the lace curtain, and then slowly walk through the curtain while singing a long, drawn-out "Aaaaaaaaaah". Strange, I know.
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Azazel
When I was 2 years old, I would take all my toy cars and place them on a table in the living room. The table had an oval shape so I placed them one after another all the way around, on the very edge, and told my parents to never touch them.
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