You're a 90's kid if: (every single one of these are awesome!!!)
You can finish this [ice ice _ _ _ _ ]
You remember watching Doug, Ren & Stimpy, Pinky and the Brain , and Two Stupid Dogs.
AAAAAAAH Real Monsters!
You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"
You just cant resist finishing this . . . "Iiiiiiin west philladelphia born and raised . . ."
You remember TGIF, Step by Step, Family Matters, Dinosaurs, and Boy Meets World.
You remember when 2Pac and Selena died.
You remember when it was actually worth getting up early
on a Saturday to watch cartoons.
You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail and Reader Rabbit day in computer class at school.
You remember reading "Goosebumps".
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
You remember the craze and then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence . . . not . . .
when everyhting was settled by rock paper scissors..or bubble gum bubble gum in a dish...and even better daddy had a donkey inky binky bonky.
when cops and robers was a daily activity.
when we played Hide and go seek until our legs grew numb.
when we used to obey our parents....ouch
You used to listen to the radio all day long just to record your FAVORITE song of ALL time.
"Where in the World is Carmen San Diego?" was both a game and a TV game show.
Captain Planet. He's a Hero.
You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green ranger, were meant to be together.
You remember when Super Nintendo's and Sega Genisis became popular.
You always wanted to send in a tape to America's Funniest Home Videos . . . but never taped anything funny.
You remember watching Home Alone 1, 2 , and 3 . . . and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders".
You remember watching The Magic School Bus, Wishbone, and Reading Rainbow on PBS.
You remember when Yomega Yo-Yos were cool.
You remember those Where's Waldo books.
You remember when Mortal Kombat Was "Da Bomb!"
You remember eating Warheads.
You remember watching the 1st Batman, Aladin, Ninja Turtles, and 3 Ninjas movies.
You remember Ring Pops.
You remember drinking Fruitopia, Surge, and Tang.
If you memeber when every thing was "da BOMB!"
When they made the new lunchables so that you could make pizza AND tacos.
You remember boom boxes vs. cd players.
Writing M.A.S.H. notes.
Making those little paper fortune cookie things, and then predicting your life with them.
You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell".
You played and/or collected "Pogs"/
You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet, or Nano and brought it everywhere.
You haven't always had a computer, and it was cool to have the internet.
You watched the original cartoons of Rugrats, Power Rangers, and Ninja Turtles.
You had a favorite "New Kid on the Block", and you knew all of their. names
You remember Bewitched, Jump 5, S-Club 7, and that whole period with the boy bands and pop divas.
You remeber exactly where you were and what you were doing the first time you saw a Brittney Spears or N'SYNC video.
Michael Jordan was a king.
YIKES pencils and erasers were the stuff!
All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.
You remember when the new Beanie Babies and Talking Elmo were always sold out.
You collected those Beanie Babies.
Growing Pains.
Carebears and The Gummy Bear show.
Gak was the coolest stuff invented.
Lambchop's song never ended.
The old dollar bills.
Silver dollars, wich were cool to have.
You remember a time before the WB.
You collected all the Troll dolls
You owned a portable tape player.
If you even know what an original walkman is.
You remember wanting to sit on the orange Nickelodeon couch.
You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"
You know the Macarena by heart.
"Talk to the hand" . . . enough said/
You always said, "Then why don't you marry it!"
You know the significance of the number 23.
You went to McD's to play in the playplace.
You remember playing on merry go rounds at the play ground.
Before the MySpace frenzy . . .
Before the Internet & text messaging . . .
Before Sidekicks & iPods . . .
Before MIKE JONES . . .
Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX . . .
Before Sponge Bob . . .
Back when you put off the 5 hours of homework you had every night.
When light up sneakers were cool.
When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.
When gas was $0.95 a gallon & Caller ID was a new thing.
When we recorded stuff on VCRs.
When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans.
When the Chicago Bulls were the best team ever.
Way back.
WHEN YOU TRADED POKEMON CARDS FOR A LIVING.
Before we realized all this would eventually disappear.
Who would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!!!!
Post this in your bulletin if you remember these days . . . .
i was blonde for 16 years.. then i was black*. now im blonde again.. loaded colour. shit. the reasons for going black and 3 inches long from half way down my back and white blonde (natural, may i add) was very intense for me... it was supposed to be my 6th (or 7th?) surgery on my spine that year (6months?) and i was all ready to go. the emotinal build up and prepardness that goes into surgery that could kill or paralyze you at a 60% chance is huge. and im lying in a hospital bed, I.V. in and everything. a nurse comes in and tells me i gotta go home. no beds today. come back in 2 months. well, no, fuck you, do it now. im not keeping this in for the next 2 months. not fucking happening. so im supposed to be on shit loads of morphine. but im removing about a foot of blonde hair and totaly cutting myself off from alot of people, alot of situations and alot of things that i assosiated with who i was, what i did with that outlook, i guess, as a blonde. so after about 3 odd years of being black and short, im longer and blonde again. it brought back alot of things that were never dealt with, i saw myself physicly, mentaly as this other person and that was all in my hair.. so shit. now im blonde again.. hair is huge man, huge
*green,blue,pink,purple,buzzed,red,orange whathaveyou
So, I've been 19 for quite a whyle now (yet i still cant spell worth a damn) and I've been to my share of clubs. Theme nights, country clubs (i do not recomend) and all that jazz. So tonight Vicky asks me to come out to the Balarnie Stone with her and some people from her work, whatever why not? We get to the pub and there's 5 people there including the bartender, so we leave. Where do we end up? At some reggae club in Gas Town. I'm all for trying new things and keeping an open mind and all that shit, but i just didn't get it.. I guess I totally miss the point of that whole thing. I tried. I tried. I tried. But you can't really dance to it.. I just feel awkward and retarded. So i sat my white ass down and looked anoied untill we left. But you know, I don't really think anyone else got the point either... Everyone there, even the people who actually wanted to be there, I don't think really knew what was going on. They were just as confused as me... So the moral of this story is this my friends; I hate reggae. Because it's confusing. And after all, ska came before reggae, and I hate ska more than anything else in this world.
so i actually waited till i was 19 to go clubbing or to a bar or whatever. clubbing was not my thing, too many people think they are cool. but bars are effing rad! you just sit there and girls with big boobs bring you beer and wings.. drunk guys buy you drinks for no reason and its hilarrious. im too amazed
it only comes once a year... im still hungover... a good time was had by all. jess saved new years with her strobe lights and sexy. so now i know that 4 beer 4 shots of tequlia 2 shots of cyclone and half a bottle of champagin is too much... didnt puke, just dont remember going out for a pizza bagel at an all night hippy diner on main and 21st at 4am with kyle? but if you come out of a night like that with your wallet and cell phone with only huge bruses to show for it it was a good night i say.so i finally got the smallest diamiter segment riing i could find for my septum... $30.00 and i dont think ill ever wear it again... i got the buyers remorse. im gonna go sew now... that stupid half finished dress is just hanging there glaring at me... "please get off your ass and finish me :(" anyway...
