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Thursday, February 26, 2004

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MEMOIRS OF A CHILD...

My grandfather used to take me and my cousins to Golden Gate Park and to the Palace of Fine Arts. We always brought a bag of bread to feed the ducks.

I vaguely remember the living room of our house in South San Francisco. I watched Mr. Roger's Neighborhood with my sister in that house.

I remember going to McDonald's with my cousins and sister. My grandmother was driving us back in the rain... and she somehow ended up hitting a fire hydrant. or maybe it wasn't raining until she hit the hydrant. in any case... that was the last time she ever drove (b/c she obviously sucked)... and i cried b/c i thought we were gonna go to jail.

my friends and i got caught by the principal for having a toilet paper fight in the boys bathroom. we got busted big time. later, when i was meeting with the principal one on one... he asked me, "Do you ever talk to yourself?" and i said, "Yes, of course. Doesn't everyone?" haha.. i made that response, b/c to me, people talk to themselves when making decisions... like should i do this or that.

hmm... feeding the ducks w/my grandpa... definitely my favorite childhood memory.

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