seethingblue's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- bored! I know I'll never be that go-go dancer with the shapely legs and Crest-white smile. When I was little, I watched Bandstand reruns on our little black and white TV in the back bedroom and sometimes I did cartwheels across the carpet because I thought that was dancing. I had Rainbow Brite sprites that sat on top of my armoir and a glowworm with a hard plastic face and a kool-aid stained smock. Every entry regresses back to childhood and everytime I write about the past, I feel myself shrinking. Every time I stop to insert a comma or to capitalize, I feel like I am losing time. I can hear my father's loud voice booming from the kitchen. We live in a caboose-style house where you can stand in the farthest bedroom and look straight ahead and see kitchen chairs and parents fighting over omelets and onions. I always wanted to live in a house with stairs. I tried sliding down the banister at my grandmother's house and was too afraid. 17:29 - 01 August, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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