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in grade school i was playing soccer with a bunch of other kids at recess, and I loudly declared "We must destroy their breeding grounds!" to my team mates. I have no idea why
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A licence plate of a car we were driving in front of for like 3 minutes when I was 7 years old 170 PRK The square root of my home phone number growing up 5717.332545 The co- efficient of km/h to m/s 0.27 What's that? Me autistic? No, never My dumb brain luckily has latched onto language and quickly pick up dialects and other languages so this story ends well?
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Big Beef City posted:Hello old friend. It was more like this 
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since i've been married i've been pulling all kinds of memories out so she can know every single thing about me. all kinds of stories have come up from the memory banks and they are pretty wild to my almost middle-aged mind. when i was somewhere around 14 i rode my bike to the "county fair" in southwestern ohio and met a truly model hot girl near the rides. it was hard to get weed back then but the carneys seemed to have a fuckin pile so we all decided to meet back late night. i biked home, "went to bed", hopped out the window, biked 2 miles back to the fairgrounds at like 11 pm, rolled into carneyville and holey poo poo, wtf. some dudes were like want a bong hit? of course i said yes so they open the door to a carney trailer and their is a fat 60+ man with a loving full ww1 gas mask bong on. it was like a nine inch nails video but in the cornfields. he ripped it off and said HEY BUDDY like a fuckin clown or something and then I smoked a lot of weed with model girl. needless to say, the story is cooler and longer but that whole memory was totally repressed for at least 10 years.
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I remember climbing out of the cot as a baby and crying and looking up and seeing one of my parents in the door
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Jun 17, 2019 09:49
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glancing at my wristwatch and saying "we've only got 20 minutes of the 80s left!" then ten years and one day later, driving around and saying "everything still looks so 90s"
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Jun 17, 2019 11:38
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Jestery posted:A licence plate of a car we were driving in front of for like 3 minutes when I was 7 years old you grew up in brisbane, australia 
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when i was in elementary school an art teacher would smile upside-down, like the corners of his mouth would go down instead of up, like he was frowning, except that was his smile. so i copied that for a while
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Jun 17, 2019 13:02
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I can perfectly remember the smell of Moss Man, friend of He-Man.
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bigperm posted:When I was 5 I went to the sandbox in the playground behind my apartment complex. There was a blonde kid there digging a hole the size of his arm. I asked him why he was digging the hole. You were right, that kid rules
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Jun 17, 2019 16:08
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autism ZX spectrum posted:I was a huge fat dork in elementary school and my parents made me bring a thermos of tea for lunch instead of soda because the doctor said to feed me less sugar. I remember waking one day in early fall remembering a very vivid dream where I was running across the school yard and the thermos fell out of my backpack and landed on the play structure. There was loud ping and a dent left in the top of it. That morning when I went to school the thermos fell out of my bag just like in the dream, the sound happened and everything. I had exactly the same thing happen, except it wasn't a thermos falling out of a bag, it was two kids accidentally moving out of the way of one kid going to lean on them both and him stacking it and crying really high pitched. I saw the situation unfolding exactly as it had in my dream, and even told my friend "look he's gonna fall over and cry", then when it did my mate was like "SO? SO WHAT? BIG DEAL." And was angry with me the rest of the day, so I just dropped it.
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I remember how to get every jiggy in Banjo-Kazooie but gently caress me if I need to do math.
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In the 8th grade I found out about brute-forcing porn site passwords with dictionary attacks. One password worked for literal years, despite me giving it to anyone that would listen at school. Although I had committed the creds to memory I saved it on the root of C: drive in a text file formatted like this:quote:Site: fuckingmachines.com
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Traveling overseas with my family at age 12: "Don't forget our parking space at the airport, we're going to need to remember it when we get back in 4 weeks." 20 years later, I still remember it was 11 Blue.
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!Klams posted:I had exactly the same thing happen, except it wasn't a thermos falling out of a bag, it was two kids accidentally moving out of the way of one kid going to lean on them both and him stacking it and crying really high pitched. I saw the situation unfolding exactly as it had in my dream, and even told my friend "look he's gonna fall over and cry", then when it did my mate was like "SO? SO WHAT? BIG DEAL." And was angry with me the rest of the day, so I just dropped it. Have you ever had it happen afterwards? I remember putting a lot of faith in dreams being prophetic after that but I've never had a dream that crystal clear since, nor has anything I've dreamed about actually come true, like that one. It would be a loving shame if somehow we'd managed to pierce the veil and foresee the future but to only end up foreseeing some totally loving banal poo poo no one cares about.
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Sitting in traffic at a specific intersection, 3 cars back from the light, and a commercial comes on the radio selling a self help book that will boost your memory
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Big Beef City posted:Hello old friend. Yep, Glowworm. I had this MF'er. If I stare at a wall with textured spackle for long enough I'll always see the Lite Brite clown.
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Jose Oquendo posted:I can perfectly remember the smell of Moss Man, friend of He-Man. Same, but I also had Stinkor, the skunk dude along with him, who I got at the same time my mom stopped for Burger King and I got onion rings. I had burger king onion ring grease on my fingers when I touched the skunk guy for the first time and he forever smelled of a mix of whatever the gently caress he was supposed to 'stink' like (bad) and burger king onion ring grease (also bad). In my mind this has been transfixed as a very specific 'greasy new-plastic' smell. So I'm right there with you, He-man action figure scent imprint friend. autism ZX spectrum posted:Have you ever had it happen afterwards? I remember putting a lot of faith in dreams being prophetic after that but I've never had a dream that crystal clear since, nor has anything I've dreamed about actually come true, like that one. It would be a loving shame if somehow we'd managed to pierce the veil and foresee the future but to only end up foreseeing some totally loving banal poo poo no one cares about. I've seen that phenomenon like this and deja vu is caused by your brain recognizing things that it has seen before and inferring what it expects to happen, and then after it sees it, it immediately connects the thoughts/events to your prior experiences together which not only enforces your sense of "I know I've seen/dreamt this before", but also gives you that odd feeling associated with it. In other words, as an example, you dream about a ball rolling off a shelf and it bounces a certain way. The next day, you see a red ball roll off the counter at school and it bounces very similarly. Your brain may take the "I have seen a ball bounce before. I predict it will bounce like X" process and also go "AHA, I HAVE seen a ball bounce recently, and this one DID bounce the same way. In fact it was the SAME, RED ball, wasn't it! Yes it was!" and now you and your brain shake hands and agree that well in fact you'd been dreaming about that red ball rolling and bouncing off that counter all along. This also explains why you haven't had other, clearer dreams and the like. It's because your brain went and said "Yep. YEP. Told you. Red ball. Just like that. Told you the red ball did it just like that, just like we remembered, see?" Where as other dreams or thoughts don't get that re-enforcement. Big Beef City fucked around with this message at 21:18 on Jun 17, 2019 |
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when i was in 7th grade, i had a crush on this boy in the grade above me. he showed me (a girl) gay porn on the library computer, and i was like "omg!  that's insane!" i reacted like he was playing a joke on me, and he turned out to actually be gay.  the first dream i ever remember having is taking a snapple out of a paper bag, and then having the bag close with a subway gate over it. my mom told me that i couldn't throw the bag away or else the monster would come. then i threw it away and a godzilla-esque monster terrorized my hometown until i woke up.
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YeahTubaMike posted:when i was in 7th grade, i had a crush on this boy in the grade above me. he showed me (a girl) gay porn on the library computer, and i was like "omg! I'm imagining you working up the nerve to talk to him, and the exchange being something like "...you're cute" Thanks, um, I'm gay. "...I like you  "Yes, well, I like boys and all... "...would you like to maybe go out with me?" *pulls up explicit gay porn on overhead projector and uses wooden pointer to point to the 'explicit gay sex' part* It's this. This. "...you're cute."
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19, 65, 09, 17. Props if you know what it is though.
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Ape Fist posted:19, 65, 09, 17. Sonic 2 level select and Yuji Naka's birthday
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sandwiches_and_ham posted:you grew up in brisbane, australia Now who is autistic
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I've found that vomiting really crystallises in the memory. I remember many of the classic chunders of my life surprisingly well. Proust really neglected the importance of spewing on the perception of time and memory. What a hack EoinCannon fucked around with this message at 23:05 on Jun 17, 2019 |
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I remember a time when I was probably five or six years old and two of my older (teen, female) cousins had been tasked to babysit me while my parents were gone one day. I was telling them about a cartoon or video game or something I liked and used the word "portal". Here's how it went... Me: blah blah blah a portal... Cousin A: wait, a what? Me: a portal! Cousin A: what's a portle? Cousin B: I think he means port hole. Like on a boat Cousin A: oh a port hole! Little Chomp, it's a called a "port hole". Me: no, not a port hole! A portal! You step through it and it takes you somewhere. Not on a boat! Cousins: ?????? This did not become a thing or a joke or anything I have reason to so specifically remember. Nobody was embarrassed and it didn't drag on. It was a two minute exchange that was never brought up again and probably forgotten by both of them almost immediately. But for some reason that memory burns bright in my mind over twenty years later, despite representing nothing of importance. I clearly recall talking about a portal, them being confused and thinking I meant "port hole", then me indignantly declaring "not a port hole! a portal!" to these teenage girls, slightly offended that they believed I was so foolish as to make a mistake like that! This was in the early 90's when anything resembling a fantasy or sci-fi portal would be probably not have any presence in popular culture. I think my awareness of portals at that time was due to something in The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles but I'm not positive on that. But I definitely walked away from that exchange thinking to myself "man, I thought the older kids were supposed to be smart. They don't even know what a portal is!" Meme Poker Party fucked around with this message at 23:25 on Jun 17, 2019 |
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I remember a very similar exchange I had with a teacher in 4th or 5th grade. I had 'tism so I was writing about something to do with underwater docking bays on an underwater lab or base or something. The teacher insisted it was a "submarine docking by", like, docking by the base, or docking nearby. I even tried looking it up in the fuckoff big dictionary to no avail and it was pre-internet.
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I remember my second grade teacher chiding me for pronouncing the letter 'z' as 'zee' instead of 'zed' (this was in Canada). He said I was "talking like an American", and I wasn't really sure why that was a bad thing.
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Mr. Bones posted:I remember my second grade teacher chiding me for pronouncing the letter 'z' as 'zee' instead of 'zed' (this was in Canada). He said I was "talking like an American", and I wasn't really sure why that was a bad thing. The important thing is that you understand it now
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vanilla wow hunter shot rotations
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Big Beef City posted:Same, but I also had Stinkor, the skunk dude along with him, who I got at the same time my mom stopped for Burger King and I got onion rings. Oh man, I thought I was the only one that had experienced this and felt like a huge weirdo. For some reason I can perfectly recall the smell of burnt rubber whenever I want and just... Smell it burning my nose. If I think hard enough I can remember going to a monster truck rally at my local County Fair when I was a kid and smelling that exact smell. edit: For the record I still feel like a huge weirdo, just one with shared experiences. CJacobs fucked around with this message at 03:24 on Jun 18, 2019 |
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I remember playing with my plastic farm animals and then kicking them off the porch telling them to die. I was probably 2-3 years old in the early 80s. I became a lawyer. Coincidence?
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there's a whole lotta Mexican goin' on, goin' on at Taco Johns! i never ate there and haven't heard that radio ad in 20 years
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Big Beef City posted:I'm imagining you working up the nerve to talk to him, and the exchange being something like lol i swear he never mentioned being gay before, nor did i ever mention to him that i had a crush on him! that said, even if that's how it went, i still would have been oblivious as gently caress because i am an oblivious human being
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Pokey from Gumby doesn't trust the native americans.
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autism ZX spectrum posted:I remember a very similar exchange I had with a teacher in 4th or 5th grade. I had 'tism so I was writing about something to do with underwater docking bays on an underwater lab or base or something. The teacher insisted it was a "submarine docking by", like, docking by the base, or docking nearby. I even tried looking it up in the fuckoff big dictionary to no avail and it was pre-internet. Nice to see the origin story for the Sea Patrol guy. Content: my first nightmare. I remember dreaming a clown was trying to poison me, and then me waking up all terrified. And I felt I couldn't tell anyone in case the clown came to life and tried to murder me. I had no interactions with clowns before other than seeing them on TV, nor do I have any fear of them since. Weird as dreams are, I guess.
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Zippy the Bummer posted:The brain is a mysterious organ. Why does it retain some memories but not others? It's obvious in some cases: memories born of instinct, or memories linked to emotional events. Hammerite posted:I assume your brother is now either a performance artist/entertainer of some sort, or a psychopath That was a thing I always thought about as a kid too, was the implications that deaths have in games. Like when Mario is swallowed by Big Bertha how horrible it would be, or when characters die screaming in Star Fox. And I didn't relish it either, I found it disturbing
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RobattoJesus posted:I remember when I was 5 years old and the teachers told us to make self portraits with crayons and glue and buttons and stuff. I drew myself as a generic person, but needed to make sure it looked like me so I looked at myself in the mirror there was nothing really that interesting, but I noticed the kind of |_| shape sewn into my jeans where my flies were so I took dried peas and glued them in the |_| shape of the outline of my flies. I've got a similar one to this. In my sixth grade science class we had to draw a copy of some anatomical figure, and it had a urethral tube. So I drew it as best as I could and my teacher thought I had drawn a penis and I got really embarrassed explaining to her that it was based on the figure right there
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Ralph Hurley posted:Insignificant permanent memories of Ralph Hurley, age 3 A lot of my earliest memories are like this. Just bathrooms and hallucinations, like seeing spirits come out of the wall or seeing my mom turn into Ursula from the Little Mermaid. I'm schizophrenic so that might have something tod do with it.
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autism ZX spectrum posted:I was a huge fat dork in elementary school and my parents made me bring a thermos of tea for lunch instead of soda because the doctor said to feed me less sugar. I remember waking one day in early fall remembering a very vivid dream where I was running across the school yard and the thermos fell out of my backpack and landed on the play structure. There was loud ping and a dent left in the top of it. That morning when I went to school the thermos fell out of my bag just like in the dream, the sound happened and everything. 
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