Bits & Pieces
Seeing how it's been about 2 weeks since I posted, I thought I'd post some bits and pieces. Also, have decided to admit what the lies were. In the comments.

When I was young and it rained, I took a coffee can to school, filled it with (fairly) dry dirt and rescued the worms from pavement and worm stomping children. They always burrowed to the bottom of the can.

Mrs. Chidichimo was my third grade math teacher. Little old Japanese lady. I always rushed through my math tests because when you finished early you got to marbalize paper. I just found out she's only 52 today. She looked that old 16 years ago.

There was a boy named Marcus I had a crush on in 3rd grade. I once tried to kiss him but he punched me in the arm and I ran away.

In second grade, my older brother Patrick called me a fucker in front of the bus stop. Other people were mean to me the same day. I told my teacher and she made a huge deal out of it. I ended up really embarassed.

I was always terrible at keeping secrets. In fifth grade, Ponte Khalili told me one. I don't remember what it is, but I never told.
- posted by Christina @ 8:17 PM