Monday, April 25, 2011

I'm not a smart man... but I know what love is.

Okay I've got a new idea, I'm going to attempt to sum up my life, year by year, this should give a good inside into the glory that is me. I'll go from 1995 to now so let's get started!

Okay I believe a good starting point is my entrance into primary school. I remember I was five at the time. Being born in October my parents felt I was too young to go to school at four. When I think now I always wonder just how different life would be if I started earlier.

I digress, I remember my first day like it was yesterday. I remember entering the class room and thinking it would be fun. I sat down at like the front of the class, as I remember it I was at the same table as Andrew, Susan and Meehal. I remember I didn't like Meehal at all for the silliest reason. He had the same first initial as me.

You see back in junior infants we always had to do this thing were we talked about the first letter of our name, she only chose one person per letter and he ALWAYS got picked. I knew the answers to all the questions she asked but he had no clue, I just wanted to bark the answers at him. I was a weird child.

I also remember one day I came into class and he was sitting in my seat. I was furious as he claimed "lolmyseat". I was about to bring down the anger when all of a sudden he told me Ms McGuiness had moved people around and lo and behold she had. I hated him even more from that moment on though as he made me feel silly.

Lunch time was a weird time back then. I don't remember hanging out with people in the class that much, I remember I hung out with John and one other person, not sure if it was Larney or Cian. We ate crisps off the dirty ground that year, random fact right there, don't know why I remember it so clearly.

Another one of my main memories from that year is subtraction. I remember how difficult we all found it and I mean the entire class found it impossible. When Ms McGuiness left the room we all struggled desperately to get explanations out of one another but it was impossible. Eventually the teacher found us out and explained it to us over and over till it finally clicked.

This was my first meeting with the Irish language. I remember hating it from the moment I opened the book. I even remember the picture it was a girl walking to school with an Irish sentence underneath describing it. I remember thinking to myself this is so pointless I can already describe what she is doing why do I need to use different words to do it. It really sucked at the time and it didn't get better as we spent an hour or two everyday doing Irish.

Towards the end of Junior Infants everyone was obsessed with best friends. I think mine was Andrew. That constant best friends thing would continue for years and years. That's really about everything I remember from junior infants though.

Shit wait I remember something else. Okay so we had toy time everyday at two. We picked toys in turn. Table by table everyone got a toy. Now this was fucked up, THEY ALWAYS STARTED WITH THE SAME TABLE AND ENDED WITH THE SAME TABLE. Needless to say as my table was at the front of the class and furthest away from the toys I always got to pick last. I never once got to play with the goddamn toy cars, always pissed me off.

1995 that was the year I first saw The Lion King. I got the VHS for Christmas along with some power rangers one, the queen of ooze or something. This is the first Christmas I remember. The only thing I remember from it though is actually watching The Lion King. It was such an amazing film, everything about it was incredible it felt like I was on an adventure with Simba. The race through the jungle to the water spot was crazy. Ahh I need to re watch that film tonight :3

One of my big memories from this year was playing my brother's NES. I remember the entire family crowding around the screen being amazed that my brother was controlling the main character of a film.I couldn't jump over the first goomba in mario though and got pissed off and threw it there. Damn A button was hard to press man :(

That's really all I remember from 1995. I wonder when I get older will I even remember it, I remember Mr. Jennings saying once that eventually memories fade and your memories turn to memories themselves. As in you can only remember that you once remembered something.

Anyway tune in next time when I'll probably skip on to first class as I remember very little about senior infants!

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