What are some of your favorite childhood memories?
Everything is different when you’re a child: the trees are higher, the colours are brighter, and every new day is more interesting than the last. Even more importantly, some things happen that stay in our memory for a long time, in fact, sometimes they end up being with us forever.Here are some of the coolest things from the 90s India that’ll take you a trip down the memory lane. I bet you will feel bad for how grown up you are now…1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10.11.12.13.14.15.16.17.18.19.20.21.22.23.24.25.26.27.28.29.30.31.32.33.34.35.36.37.38.39.40.41.42.43.44.45.46.47.48.49.50.51.52.53.54.55.56.57.58.59.60.61.62.63.64.65.Edit - Few more additions in the enormous list of Childhood memories...66.67.68.69.70.71.72.73.74.75.76.77.So friends, tell me which one of those reminded you of your childhood… :)Thanks for Reading.
Good Websites?
so i like websites that can teach me interesting junk. how-to sites, common knowledge i may have missed, not so common knowledge, peculiar news... alot of sites i run into are really stupid and start listing lame trivia facts and stuff that just isnt all that interesting. i dont want to here about stuff that isnt useful. im looking for things that make me think--that i can apply. those of u who also spend too much time surfing the web and being frustrated with all the useless junk taking up space prob kinda get wat i mean. my interests are actually really wide, so im just looking for lots of suggestions here. tell me ur fav finds that i may not know of. thanks much!!!
What do you remember most vividly about your childhood bedroom?
I tried to find a picture but.. no luck :(It had blue carpet, green walls, yellow ceiling, purple trim and window coverings, and a purple/blue/green/orange comforter on the bed. The walk in closet was orange.(Combine these images and somehow add MORE color!):It was amazing and colorful, but here’s what I remember most vividly:My Mom. Tirelessly painting day after day- I remember seeing her with a paint roller and neck craned up trying to paint the ceiling yellow. Coming home from school and the walls were taped as she took a paintbrush with purple to all the trim. Seeing her with her sewing machine making the purple window coverings day after day.My Mom. Coming home from a long day of work and then working even more to give me the BEST room a kid could ask for. And here’s the thing: we only lived there for about 3 years. It was a rental. But that didn’t stop my mom! She was determined to give me the best room I could imagine, taking me to the paint store and never judging my insane, stroke-inducing color scheme ;)I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: If I could be just 1/10th the woman and mother that my Mom is, it would be my proudest achievement.