I haven't touched this blog in about two months... and I am finding it harder and harder to write the continuation of my last entry... The more and more I think about it, the harder I is to remember. I'm sorry for not writing so much. I'll try to write what I can remember.
For four years I had a orange Samsung sliding phone. It was a great phone, until all the people I knew had smartphones, then my phone became a looser phone. Anyway, after I moved out with my grandparents, I moved in with my mom, and her boyfriend at the time Jerome. The first couple of days, it was weird, because even though I had stayed there before, I wasn't used to sharing a space with Jerome, but after I got passed all that weirdness, I was happy to live in downtown Chicago.
Now here is where things get hazy for me. I remember how I felt when we lived with Jerome, but I don't remember a whole lot of what happened when we lived with Jerome, I remember major events and the people that were in my life, and I remember how things were when we moved out of Jerome's apartment, but anything in between is foggy. (Which is rather frustrating).
I homeschooled while I was living in Chicago. I did a lot of work, but technically I didn't pass 6th or 7th grade. My studies were mostly in math and language arts. I watched a lot of documentaries for history and science. I remember that my mom and Jerome were trying to get pregnant, but that didn't work out to well. (By the time we moved out my mom had had more than two miscarriages). I remember my 12th birthday. It was probably one of the best birthdays I have ever had. I didn't have a birthday party, instead my mom and I went to Navy Pier. We were searching for rainbow popcorn (which is really yummy!*) but alas, there was no rainbow popcorn. Instead we got cotton candy, and Garrett's Popcorn (also yummy!). I had so much fun. I also remember Christmas of 2011, when I got a Vizio tablet, and a rainbow peace sign watch. I remember planning Chloe, Norah, and Ethan's Birthday bash in 2012. Their birthday party had a three different themes. It was so much fun to plan, I made a business out of it, called Rosie's Party Planning**. I remember how I Jerome's family made me feel like part of the family. And I remember my 13th birthday party
It is really frustrating that I can't remember my past. Especially when I want to remember the good times. I am not eager to relive the bad times, but at the same time I want to understand how those experiences have effected my life, but at the same time I don't want to feel like I have to make stuff up, in order to fill those gaps.
Let's fast forward to last summer. Last summer was fun but busy. The Kids, Mom, and I moved out of Jerome's apartment, and Mom moved down to Arkansas, the kids stayed with Jason, and I moved in with my best friend/sister Alina. Why did I move in with Alina instead of going with my mom? Well, I was doing a local production of HONK! in West Chicago. I loved living with Alina, and I loved doing HONK! I was made part of the family, and I made really good friends. Alina is my rock, and she and I got really close that summer. I don't remember if I have wrote about her in previous posts, but if I did, TOO BAD! I'm going to talk about her, and gloat about her, and how awesome she is!
Alina and I have been friends since the third grade. Even though her parents had started to get a divorce before my parents did, the divorce was still hard on her. I was there for her while she went through that, and she was there for me when Jason and Mom when they went though their divorce. We are crazy together, and we almost always find a way to have fun!
When I was done with HONK, it was time to pack up, and move to Arkansas. We were moving to Arkansas because my mom got a job down there. Alina and I packed up everything I left at her dad's house, then we came back to her mom's house (where the majority of my stuff was), and packed up all of my things, an brought it down to the end of the stairs.
It was hard to pack up for me. I don't remember if I cried, but I know for sure that the insides of me cried. We had fun that summer. Besides doing Honk, I had a awesome birthday party at a pool in West Chicago, and I also had a going away party there. I also went to some programs at the library, where I made some friends too. Overall, I think that was one of the most relaxing summers I have had in the last couple of years.
Alina and I stayed up pretty much all night, watching TV, and reliving a few memories. I remember a few moments where we were playing with zebra duct tape, and at one point Alina had me in a hostage situation. My hands behind my back, and taped together, duct tape on my mouth (which was really painful to get off), and I think Alina even duct taped my ankles together. Good times. It finally got to the point where Alina woke me up, and sent me to bed. She didn't sleep at all that night. We didn't want that summer to end.
My mom came at 5am the next morning. the three of us packed up the car, said our farewells, and mom and I left.
The car ride to Arkansas was 12 hours long. It was exciting! Seeing St. Louis for the first time, going through Joplin. We had to stop multiple times though because stuff on the top of the car started slipping off, and shredding the tarp. By midnight we had arrived in Arkansas, and we unpacked some of the car. I explored the house a little bit. It was a small house. Two bedroom, one bathroom, and a open floor plan that included the living room, kitchen, dinning room, and laundry room. It also had a one car garage. We finally got to bed, after a long day of driving, at 1am.
"The world is a book, and those who don't travel read only a page." ~ Unknown
Thanks for reading!
~Amanda
*Rainbow Popcorn (Right)
**Rosie's Party Planning Website link:
http://amandaonken.wix.com/rosiespartyplanning
For four years I had a orange Samsung sliding phone. It was a great phone, until all the people I knew had smartphones, then my phone became a looser phone. Anyway, after I moved out with my grandparents, I moved in with my mom, and her boyfriend at the time Jerome. The first couple of days, it was weird, because even though I had stayed there before, I wasn't used to sharing a space with Jerome, but after I got passed all that weirdness, I was happy to live in downtown Chicago.
Now here is where things get hazy for me. I remember how I felt when we lived with Jerome, but I don't remember a whole lot of what happened when we lived with Jerome, I remember major events and the people that were in my life, and I remember how things were when we moved out of Jerome's apartment, but anything in between is foggy. (Which is rather frustrating).
I homeschooled while I was living in Chicago. I did a lot of work, but technically I didn't pass 6th or 7th grade. My studies were mostly in math and language arts. I watched a lot of documentaries for history and science. I remember that my mom and Jerome were trying to get pregnant, but that didn't work out to well. (By the time we moved out my mom had had more than two miscarriages). I remember my 12th birthday. It was probably one of the best birthdays I have ever had. I didn't have a birthday party, instead my mom and I went to Navy Pier. We were searching for rainbow popcorn (which is really yummy!*) but alas, there was no rainbow popcorn. Instead we got cotton candy, and Garrett's Popcorn (also yummy!). I had so much fun. I also remember Christmas of 2011, when I got a Vizio tablet, and a rainbow peace sign watch. I remember planning Chloe, Norah, and Ethan's Birthday bash in 2012. Their birthday party had a three different themes. It was so much fun to plan, I made a business out of it, called Rosie's Party Planning**. I remember how I Jerome's family made me feel like part of the family. And I remember my 13th birthday party
It is really frustrating that I can't remember my past. Especially when I want to remember the good times. I am not eager to relive the bad times, but at the same time I want to understand how those experiences have effected my life, but at the same time I don't want to feel like I have to make stuff up, in order to fill those gaps.
Let's fast forward to last summer. Last summer was fun but busy. The Kids, Mom, and I moved out of Jerome's apartment, and Mom moved down to Arkansas, the kids stayed with Jason, and I moved in with my best friend/sister Alina. Why did I move in with Alina instead of going with my mom? Well, I was doing a local production of HONK! in West Chicago. I loved living with Alina, and I loved doing HONK! I was made part of the family, and I made really good friends. Alina is my rock, and she and I got really close that summer. I don't remember if I have wrote about her in previous posts, but if I did, TOO BAD! I'm going to talk about her, and gloat about her, and how awesome she is!
Alina and I have been friends since the third grade. Even though her parents had started to get a divorce before my parents did, the divorce was still hard on her. I was there for her while she went through that, and she was there for me when Jason and Mom when they went though their divorce. We are crazy together, and we almost always find a way to have fun!
When I was done with HONK, it was time to pack up, and move to Arkansas. We were moving to Arkansas because my mom got a job down there. Alina and I packed up everything I left at her dad's house, then we came back to her mom's house (where the majority of my stuff was), and packed up all of my things, an brought it down to the end of the stairs.
It was hard to pack up for me. I don't remember if I cried, but I know for sure that the insides of me cried. We had fun that summer. Besides doing Honk, I had a awesome birthday party at a pool in West Chicago, and I also had a going away party there. I also went to some programs at the library, where I made some friends too. Overall, I think that was one of the most relaxing summers I have had in the last couple of years.
Alina and I stayed up pretty much all night, watching TV, and reliving a few memories. I remember a few moments where we were playing with zebra duct tape, and at one point Alina had me in a hostage situation. My hands behind my back, and taped together, duct tape on my mouth (which was really painful to get off), and I think Alina even duct taped my ankles together. Good times. It finally got to the point where Alina woke me up, and sent me to bed. She didn't sleep at all that night. We didn't want that summer to end.
My mom came at 5am the next morning. the three of us packed up the car, said our farewells, and mom and I left.
The car ride to Arkansas was 12 hours long. It was exciting! Seeing St. Louis for the first time, going through Joplin. We had to stop multiple times though because stuff on the top of the car started slipping off, and shredding the tarp. By midnight we had arrived in Arkansas, and we unpacked some of the car. I explored the house a little bit. It was a small house. Two bedroom, one bathroom, and a open floor plan that included the living room, kitchen, dinning room, and laundry room. It also had a one car garage. We finally got to bed, after a long day of driving, at 1am.
"The world is a book, and those who don't travel read only a page." ~ Unknown
Thanks for reading!
~Amanda
*Rainbow Popcorn (Right)
**Rosie's Party Planning Website link:
http://amandaonken.wix.com/rosiespartyplanning
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