Back in the old days... I used to watch Hey Arnold!
Today i was thinking about things i used to think when i was little.... i've noticed that in this LJ all i've been writing was about my current life and thoughts i might have. But i was just thinking.... what if i wrote some stuff i did back then. I think it would be more interesting and reliving the past (though maybe some of them might not be as cool)
So, lemme begin with the "Hey Arnold" series. I used to LOVE watching those back when i was little. Most of the time i hardly understood what Phoebe said when she talked in her sophisticated vocabulary, and the story seemed very long back in the good ol' days. Why have they stopped that series in the first place anyway? It reminded me of my own elementary school. As funny as it may be, and highly improbable, i used to picture myself as Helga. Not that i acted the way she did, on the contrary, i tried not to stand out too much at school, that job was for the class clowns. Anyway, the only way i thought of myself that way was because i also used to have an unrequited love for this boy in my class. His mother used to work at the same elementary school i went to, and i remember that one time when EVERY girl used to find him "cute" and he did indeed have a baby face. This girl, for every kiss she gave him, she also presented him with some of her charms from her bracelet she wore. I remember being appalled at what she made, yet i was envious if her obvious affection. I also remember accidentally kicking him in the groin or as our teachers would call it "the tool box", back when we took karate class in the same school. Then, when this girl from another elementary school moved in, she would always steal his attention from his school mates and stuff. Not only that, but he reminded me very much of Arnold (from the cartoon you know?) with his friend, who was dark skinned but his family origin was from a Spanish speaking family (might've been Cuban for all i knew) who was his best friend back then. Like Gerald. I dunno, but we got along nicely, and maybe the only reason why he might still remember me to this day was because i shared the same name as his mum did. I'd like to think it was my personality but i guess that was to be questioned. I also had a crush on his older brother (who was a year older than myself and my "Arnold") but this guy hurt my feelings when i sent my "friend" to give him a colouring paper from me with my "love" in it. I thought he accepted it. But when everyone else left the playground, i went by where he was standing when i sent my friend with the "love letter" and i felt sad he crumbled it on the ground as if it were worthless. I remember i cried then and there, though my tears where silent. I never got the courage to tell anyone else i fancied them. So i looked from behind and far, but i usually never spoke to the person of my affections.
Just recently, while on facebook, i decided to find him and see what he's been up to. Last time i saw him, was in my sophomore year in high school, when i had to move to a different one full of tech stuff. Apparently, his older brother thinks himself to be a punk with some tattoos, yet he stills seems to act childishly. While my "Arnold" was enrolled in the US army. I was so happy when he added me back when i sent him a friend request. I would like to say that he made my school life slightly fun, but even though i don't like him the way i used to like him, i realise it wasn't love i felt for him, merely affection. It made me really overjoyed that he still remembered me. I'd like to imagine he did, and did not merely add me to add to his friend collection as many people do in facebook.
Hmm i always did wonder why the show ended. It is certainly MUCH better than the crap they show these days on the telly where the show is NOT funny at all yet they still add those annoying laughter effects.
So, lemme begin with the "Hey Arnold" series. I used to LOVE watching those back when i was little. Most of the time i hardly understood what Phoebe said when she talked in her sophisticated vocabulary, and the story seemed very long back in the good ol' days. Why have they stopped that series in the first place anyway? It reminded me of my own elementary school. As funny as it may be, and highly improbable, i used to picture myself as Helga. Not that i acted the way she did, on the contrary, i tried not to stand out too much at school, that job was for the class clowns. Anyway, the only way i thought of myself that way was because i also used to have an unrequited love for this boy in my class. His mother used to work at the same elementary school i went to, and i remember that one time when EVERY girl used to find him "cute" and he did indeed have a baby face. This girl, for every kiss she gave him, she also presented him with some of her charms from her bracelet she wore. I remember being appalled at what she made, yet i was envious if her obvious affection. I also remember accidentally kicking him in the groin or as our teachers would call it "the tool box", back when we took karate class in the same school. Then, when this girl from another elementary school moved in, she would always steal his attention from his school mates and stuff. Not only that, but he reminded me very much of Arnold (from the cartoon you know?) with his friend, who was dark skinned but his family origin was from a Spanish speaking family (might've been Cuban for all i knew) who was his best friend back then. Like Gerald. I dunno, but we got along nicely, and maybe the only reason why he might still remember me to this day was because i shared the same name as his mum did. I'd like to think it was my personality but i guess that was to be questioned. I also had a crush on his older brother (who was a year older than myself and my "Arnold") but this guy hurt my feelings when i sent my "friend" to give him a colouring paper from me with my "love" in it. I thought he accepted it. But when everyone else left the playground, i went by where he was standing when i sent my friend with the "love letter" and i felt sad he crumbled it on the ground as if it were worthless. I remember i cried then and there, though my tears where silent. I never got the courage to tell anyone else i fancied them. So i looked from behind and far, but i usually never spoke to the person of my affections.
Just recently, while on facebook, i decided to find him and see what he's been up to. Last time i saw him, was in my sophomore year in high school, when i had to move to a different one full of tech stuff. Apparently, his older brother thinks himself to be a punk with some tattoos, yet he stills seems to act childishly. While my "Arnold" was enrolled in the US army. I was so happy when he added me back when i sent him a friend request. I would like to say that he made my school life slightly fun, but even though i don't like him the way i used to like him, i realise it wasn't love i felt for him, merely affection. It made me really overjoyed that he still remembered me. I'd like to imagine he did, and did not merely add me to add to his friend collection as many people do in facebook.
Hmm i always did wonder why the show ended. It is certainly MUCH better than the crap they show these days on the telly where the show is NOT funny at all yet they still add those annoying laughter effects.