Being an adult is strange. I still don’t even really
consider myself one for the plain fact that I for one: still need to look up
how to properly write a check, the only credit card I own is from Kohls and I
didn’t even want it, the sly middle
aged lady tricked me into thinking I was getting a rewards card, but hey, mind
as well build my credit for the three
times I go to that store every year. I also was looking online at
apartments yesterday and I had to look up what “sublet” meant. I had to read
like four different definitions until I was fully confident in its purpose in
the world. I hate folding clothes, like I literally hate it. I always over-stuff the washer with blacks, whites,
towels, shoes, pillows, rainbow socks, (My mother is probably cringing at this)
but you get the idea. Being a 20 (almost 21 BETCHEZ) year old woman is weird
and the older I get the more foggy the memories become and that is absolutely
terrifying. Especially high school memories because I wasn’t aware of how far
away that time actually is from me now. NOT COOL.
Losing all of my memories is one of
the worst things that could ever happen to me. I have made SO many photo-albums,
home videos, and diaries since I was like 6-years-old that it’s insane. I am just
obsessive with making sure my
80-year-old self can spend a whole weekend looking through this huge pile of
stuff just to know it happened and be
able to re-live those moments, and to think that any of this stuff that I have worked
so hard to capture gets destroyed or lost BREAKS MY TENDER HEART.
I barely ever think of the future,
which I know can be a problem. I live almost entirely in the now, which is
what you're supposed to do, but recently I’ve been thinking of the past. Maybe its because
everything is changing so rapidly now, but I definitely know nostalgia has dug its claws into my
shoulders because I’m realizing time is RIDICULOUSLY unfair. Being a kid was
THE BEST. Even if during the time it seemed pretty normal and regular. But
that’s what it is, WE DON’T APPRECIATE IT AT THAT AGE. I don’t know about you
but I remember being told over and over as a kid: “this is the best time of
your life, don’t wish to be a grown-up, you can run and play and have no
responsibilities… so take advantage of that” and I was just like, Okay? Whatever can you stop interrupting me
while I try to duck-tape this bed sheet to my bedpost without making the whole
ceiling to my fort collapse? This is some serious shit right now I got a lamp
and coloring books and my beanie baby friends underneath there.
And here is where I begin my list of nostalgia. I couldn't fit them all, the list would be never ending, but here i'll let the bits and pieces of what I miss about my childhood reveal themselves.
90’s kids, this is for you:
1.
Forts
Ah, forts... those were the best. I swear to you my cousin
Cassie and I were the CHAMPIONS of fort making. We made a fort in our grandparent's basement ON TOP of a
Ping-Pong table and UNDERNEATH it. Yes, it was a TWO-STORY fort. BEAT THAT
SHIT.
2.
FURBY’s
Those things are evil, but I remember the hype of those
furry wide eyed creatures and I just HAD to have one. When I got it I had NO
IDEA how to take care of it, the manual confused the hell out of me so I would
just tickle it and pet it till it made noise, little did I know that it WOULD
NEVER SHUT THE FUCK UP. I wrapped that thing in a blanket and buried it in the
dresser so I could sleep at night. I was definitely convinced mine was
possessed by Satan.
3. L’Oreal Kids
Shampoo (No tears!)
There is a soap scent at my work
called “pear berries” that I would keep smelling because it brought me back to
childhood but I didn’t know why, and then a woman shopping saved my life and
said that it smelled like the l’oreal kids shampoo. MY MIND EXPLODED. I was
suddenly brought back to bath time and rolling around nakey with rubber toys in
bubbly warm water as my mom struggled getting me to sit still so she can scrub
that pear scented deliciousness in my ginger locks.
4.
Harry Potter
When this came into my life I was
INVESTED. I was basically MARRIED to this world. I’m surprised I wasn’t put
into a mental institution that is the level of DEEP my mind was in it. My
cousins and I pretended in my room that we were at Hogwarts, and I was always Harry
because duh. We used my encyclopedias as charms and transfiguration books, we
used pencils as wands and I swear to god my mind brought me there. It really felt
like I was at Hogwarts and I wish my mind could do that magic now. I was
playing PlayStation games of Harry Potter, computer games, reading the books
and watching the movies religiously, and you can tell because my sorcerer’s
stone dvd skips at almost every scene and my books look like they have survived
a flash flood (which actually happened) and been ran over by a truck. I have a
Harry Potter tattoo now… IT IS PART OF ME.
5.
*NSync
Nsync was probably the beginnings
to my unhealthy infatuations as a child. Justin Timberlake was my first
celebrity crush ever and I thought he was the most beautiful and talented thing
I had EVER seen. When he falls from the sky in “Bye Bye Bye” and lands like
Spiderman and then chuckles I still collapse and melt into a puddle. I JUST saw
his 20/20 Experience concert– my first time seeing him live for the first time,
and I gotta tell you I was 7 years old again that night, I should have been
embarrassed but pff no. Nsync had the best songs, dance moves, outfits and
music videos. If anyone tried telling me Backstreet Boys were better I would
get worked up and yell at their face and run and cry in the bathroom. THAT IS
HOW MUCH I CARED FOR THOSE BOYS, cuz they’re ma boys. *tear*
6.
Lite
Brite
Oh my god this contraption was
amazing. I would spend hours upon hours poking those cool clear colorful
plastic pegs into the holes, watching them pop out and drop, putting them back
in, and then watching them fall out again when my hand accidentally hit the
board the wrong way. Those things were hard work, my fingers remember the pain
of constantly holding those little suckers, and they would find their way
EVERYWHERE in the house.
7.
Amazon Trail
Many might have played “Oregon trail” instead, but Amazon was very similar. This computer game was intense.
You are in this canoe and your mission is to basically discover shit. I
remember taking it very seriously. You have to first off know where your rowing
to (which I got lost many times), you got to go fishing with a spear and
discover new fish and eat the fish and TRADE the fish with villagers. You go
through jungles with just a flashlight and find new animals. I remember getting
trapped at one village by this evil man and it was the SCARIEST thing ever.
8.
Playgrounds
There was this elaborate HUGE wooden playground I would always go to
that must have taken so much mind power to create because there were so many
secret entry ways and passages and holes to go through and things to climb it
was almost overwhelming for my adventurous and curious soul. There were like
three towers and I didn’t even figure out how to get up one of them yet because
I didn’t even get that far into
exploring the playground the last two times I was there… that is how insane it was! There were so many spaces
to squeeze through and I remember constantly hitting my head on the dark wood
so many times when I played there because that’s how challenging it was. I
wouldn’t be surprised if a child just got lost inside and didn’t know how to
get out. It probably happened.
9. Avril Lavigne
This girl saved me from wanting to
be slutty like Brittany Spears and put me in check. So thank you, Avril for
doing that for me. I went from wanting to wear belly shirts and glitter in my
hair to sporting wristbands and side ways hats and neckties and band t-shirts
with a tough girl attitude. I just wanted to rock and flip the whole world off
saying GIRLS CAN BE BADASS TOO. I stopped caring and screamed “WHY SHOULD I CARE”
and “WHY YA HAVE TO GO AND MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED” But for real, why?
10. Mermaid
Lyfe
I bet I am not the only girl who
pretended she was a mermaid in the pool. Ariel was my favorite Disney princess
because duh she was the only princess with red hair because of that I swore we were connected. I would swim underwater with my feet together flappin’ my feet like fins
and emerge from the water over dramatically and flip my hair back and sing “ah
a ahh, ah a ahh, ah a ahh ah a ah a ahh!” like the totally cool person I am.
I hope you found all these very entertaining. This post took me way longer than I thought to
write out (about 4 hours) and I still
have homework to do. I think I had enough nostalgia for the day, but its nice
to reflect on all the good times once in a while and get a little depressed
inside about it, but initially they make you smile, and that tells you
something.