WHEN I WENT THRU MY MENOPAUSE I DIDN'T KNOW IT , BUT NOW, I REALIZE WHAT HAPPENED WAS I LOST MY MEMORY TO A GREAT DEGREE AND , LITTLE BY LITTLE, MT MEMORY IS SLIPPING INTO A SLOW DOWNLOAD NOW, I STILL REMEMBER EVENTUALLY WHAT I WAS TRYING TO BUT IT TAKES AWHILE FOR IT TO LOAD UP A LOT LIKE WHEN YOUR COMPUTER SLOWS DOWN.
IT IS VERY ANNOYING LOSING IQ POINTS AIN'T FUN. BUT ON THE OTHER HAND I CAN BLOCK OUT THE REALLY UNHAPPY THINGS THAT HAPPENED FOR A LONGER WHILE THAN I USED TO , AND THAT IS A BLESSING.
ANYWAYS I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT MY FIRST AND ONLY PROM. I WORE AN OLD FORMAL MY GIRLFRIEND GAVE ME IN EXCHANGE FOR A NEW ONE SHE WANTED THAT SHE TALKED ME INTO IT WAS RED, AND SHE GAVE IT AWAY I NEVER SAW IT AGAIN AND I HAD TO PAY $40 FOR IT AND I WAS A POOR GIRL.anyways the formal was kinda a lime green and it had little sleeves that sorta went off the shoulder and it had these petal like pleats that stuck out below my waist and made it very attractive. AND I WAS ASKED TO THE PROM BY MY GOOD FRIEND MIKE HAMILTON , HE BROUGHT ME A CORSAGE OF RED CAMELLIAS RARE IN WINTER IN SANTA FE. HE WAS SO NICE AND HE GOT HIS DAD'S NEW CAR TO DRIVE US IN.
ONCE WE GOT TO THE DANCE I FOUND THIS BOY BOBBY THAT I REALLY LIKED AND WE DANCED ALMOST EVERY DANCE TOGETHER . POOR MIKE , BUT WE WERE SO IN CRUSH HAHAH. HE SAID I COULD HAVE BOBBY TAKE ME HOME IF I LIKED, SUCH A SWEET GUY.
I TOLD HIM THAT WAS NOT GOING TO HAPPEN HE BROUGHT ME AND HE WOULD TAKE ME HOME.
THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME I REALIZED HE REALLY REALLY LIKED ME AND I TRUSTED HIM A BIT SHABBY LIKE BUT I THOUGHT HE KNEW I WAS ONLY BEST FRIENDS WITH HIM AND JOHNNY AND CHARLES ALL OF THE KIDS I ALWAYS HUNG OUT WITH. AT A TIME WHEN KIDS DID NOT HAVE SEX ON PROM NIGHT. WE JUST KNEW THAT. AND MY FRIENDS WHO WERE BOYS REALLY RESPECTED ME THAT WAY.
IT WAS SO DIFFERENT FROM Nowadays. AND I AM GLAD I CERTAINLY WAS NOT READY FOR SEX AND KIDS AT AGE 16 THRU TWENTY.
ANYHOW THAT WAS MY PROM MEMORY IT WAS HEAVENLY.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
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