I feel like such a little kid! I’ve been feeling so nostalgic lately, it’s insane. I’ve been wanting nothing more than to just lie around all day watching those animated movies that you used to see when you were a little kid, and your parents put them in the VHS just to make you stop crying and whining for attention.

It makes me a bit sad that I can barely remember anything about when I was younger. Sure, there are a few memories here and there, blurry, but something nonetheless, but I just hate how I can’t even remember how my Mom looked with her natural black hair before she damaged it (In my opinion) by dyeing it; I hate how I can’t remember how my mornings before heading off to school were; I hate how I can’t remember how ridding in that ridiculously old car was; I hate how I can’t remember how my life was before I moved to the US.

I hate how memories fade with time.

And I hate how the idea of videotaping things never crossed my parents’ head.