....Going Down Memory Lane....

Elementary School. Ahhhh..... the good ole' days! Not a care in the world. When the biggest problem was whether or not you were popular and trying not to fall into peer pressure! Not that I would like to go back to that time and do everything over....but there are some days when you just can't help it!
Well today was one of those days. Since I've moved and now have a new last name and ring on my finger to prove it...I've slowly been grabbing the million boxes I had stashed away in my parents attic. And when I say slowly.... I.Mean.Slo....w....ly! haha And even after I grab them.....they still sit in my livingroom....waiting to be opened (ANd in the same place as those thankyou cards i still have not finished writing! :S arrrrrrghh!) So....today I'm sitting here watching Celtic Woman and waiting for Nate to wake up so we can get some much needed groceries and then I decide to go looking for some books that I seem to be missing. Well en route.... I find the box with all my old school notepads and I think to myself, with a smirk, "Well this should be interesting!" And off i go..... opening old file folders filled with journals, stories, assignments (most that weren't finished! :S), tests and information from classes. I started reading stories that I wrote while I was in kindergarten and beyond.... and I must say.... they were quite comical! But then I arrived to one I had started when I was nine.... and as I was reading I thought, " Hokie smokes! I was nine when I wrote this?" Mind you....it was corny....put the plot, idea and wording felt like I was way beyond my nine years. Or at least it sounded like I should have been a 13/14 who had just been reading to many Mandie books! haha! Anyways.....I then read the ones I wrote in gr. 7+8 and I actually felt tears well up. I mean....not like my stories were anything well versed....but I just got this feeling that I wished I could go back and be able to write like that again. When I was that age.... I had sooooo many stories and so much imagination going through my mind that I felt like it would explode. Now a days..... if someone could see my brain it would like one of those lame little fireworks going off in my mind with the lack of imagination. Oh to be that age again. Or at least be able to sit down and have seemingly endless plot lines just bounce into my brain!

And then my journals. The ones I had to write for school....Man! There were some that brought a chuckle to my mouths, some that made me remember moments in time, and others that brought tears to my mind. But in most of them.... I found a commonality. Most I wrote about Ashleigh. Man.... i really looked up to her... and was super close with her back then. Like, I literally had about 10 journals that I wrote in gr. 8 that mentioned her and 4 that were basically about her. And these were just ones that I wrote and were marked on for school.
It sure is craziness!!!! But after all this musing I kinda feel like writing a story. I've always wanted to start one and actually finish it but never have! Crazy!!! I'm such a procrastinator....
ANnnnnd speaking of that.....I better get going and stop my ultimate procrastination! Blech!

For now....This is Mel .....signing off!