Time Travelin’

Since I have so many pics to post, I’ll keep it simple and short. Promise.

 

Seriously. No comment! Who has this kind of taste when they’re younger? I did not pick Brendan Frazier. Haha. I’ve never EVER EVER thought he was hot. He’s got this pasty pale thing going on. KG- see, from day 1 we were meant to be. Lol. Romeo on the bottom left from Immature (IMX) Oh God!

This is the full pile of notes from my friends and old journals and projects. I would just make collages and stuff then turn it into a school project haha.

This was a folder that I had in 7th & 8th grade (junior high school). I was bored at home one day and got a bunch of stuff from my hip hop magazines and stuff then pasted it on here. “YEAH” for Elmer’s paste sticks! I was telling my mom that it was a hard decision to turn this into a cover for my project, but it worked out well.

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I started off with a Table of Contents and made this whole project about my life. The back inside cover (last pic here) was my little brother on the back of a boat wearing a life jacket when he was about 4 or 5. So cute!

My dad worked for a company where they published different creative supplies for school. They needed some models so my sister got to be in it. I was so jealous. She got to skip school that day and EVERYTHING! And no one told me until after! She was about 6 at the time. LUCKY! :( Lol.

This was a journal that I had when I was in like 2nd grade or something. Nice handwriting huh? Haha. Apparently I wrote over the course of a week, “We are moving in a copple days”, then I wrote “we are moving in 10 days” for a week straight. I was like “no 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, huh??” lol.

A baby pic of me. I’ve been told I didn’t cry much and never wet the bed :) This was in the back of my dad’s car. I used to go for a lot of rides.

This was a heart (it’s painted red on the other side) that was given to me by someone named Timothy. He wrote, “Laquisha, I love you. Love, Timothy”. In 6th grade we had a “buddy”. These were kids that were special needs. I wasn’t sure what was wrong with Timothy. From what I could tell he was a bit slow. He was such a cute kid. Very serious. It was hard to make him laugh but when I saw him he’d hug me. I can’t believe I still have this. Timothy if you’re out there, Facebook me! :P

This was an old journal that I ripped up when my first boyfriend and I broke up. Well it was wayy after we broke up. It was when he wouldn’t take me back after I dumped him and he started dating an acquaintance of mine. Funny how people wish they would have worked it out with you and they realize the girl was a hoe from the beginning. Wait did I just say that?! Lol. I have no regrets. What goes around comes around… suckaaaaazzz! :) But all in all I had fun looking through old stuff. If I count I had about 10 journals growing up. That’s not including my college blog. I was a bad ass. I am really picky about what I write and rarely have any regrets about it.

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Hey look, everytime I go home this damn plant is longer and longer. One day we need to measure it. It goes around one side of the living room, to the ceiling and wraps around the beams about 6-10 times, then comes down to the ground again (number 3). Scary. I told her she better stop growing this thing before it crawls up the stairs and crawls into her nose :) Haha. I’m so mean.

I’ve had this magazine for about 3 weeks and haven’t read it yet.

Like I said before, it’s so hard to find the time to actually get away from work and blogging (I do love it but I love to read them also, and I know I need to keep reading because its what I love). I don’t mean that I need to get away from blogging, but you know what I mean, sometimes real life calls and we ALL need to stay sane sometimes with what’s going on at home. You feel me? So now I’m off to “reflect”. Love you ladies! Good nighty night! Ciao, xo

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