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This nice older South Korean guy who studies at the coffee shop in Baker comes by and talks to me and Kate, a girl I work with, while we're sitting at the front desk when he needs a break. Somehow we started talking about the Wonder years, and then last week he burned us the entire 6 seasons on DVD. Now that's what I call amazing. I've been looking for these for a long time, and now I've got them!
Watching Wonder Years brings back a lot of memories - that was the show I watched while I was growing up. When I watched Kevin and Winnie have their first kiss, I was inspired so I kissed Craig Stover in his tree house (then he dumped me because we were "going too fast"!). When Winnie's older brother died in Vietnam, I asked my parents what Vietnam was all about. It's amazing to watch it all again and just think about what being a kid was like. It also makes me kinda sad and nostalgic. It's not often that I sit around thinking about middle school - god knows it really sucked. And I'm glad I'm not there again, but there was some sort of newness, uncertainty...something, that my life sorta lacks now. I wish I could go out in the woods and just play again...you know? Or like, first learn about sex again. Or first go skinny dipping again. Or something.
I've been listening to the Jackson 5 again and it reminds me of jumping up and down on a bed and singing along with young Michael in an apartment almost a year and a half ago. I guess I'm not that far from being a kid.
Watching Wonder Years brings back a lot of memories - that was the show I watched while I was growing up. When I watched Kevin and Winnie have their first kiss, I was inspired so I kissed Craig Stover in his tree house (then he dumped me because we were "going too fast"!). When Winnie's older brother died in Vietnam, I asked my parents what Vietnam was all about. It's amazing to watch it all again and just think about what being a kid was like. It also makes me kinda sad and nostalgic. It's not often that I sit around thinking about middle school - god knows it really sucked. And I'm glad I'm not there again, but there was some sort of newness, uncertainty...something, that my life sorta lacks now. I wish I could go out in the woods and just play again...you know? Or like, first learn about sex again. Or first go skinny dipping again. Or something.
I've been listening to the Jackson 5 again and it reminds me of jumping up and down on a bed and singing along with young Michael in an apartment almost a year and a half ago. I guess I'm not that far from being a kid.