Magic moments, when two hearts are caring...or something like that anyway ^_^ I thought about writing a bio...but that would take too long, and i don't want my whole life splashed all over the web...I'm a pretty private person..so I figured...magic moments, I can just write random good or bad memories from my 26 years on this planet, I'm happy and you're happy...ta da!

*First memory*

When I was about 4 or 5, maybe even younger I don't know...I was in this big park with my family...I remember it was a sunny day and I was having a whale of a time....there was this big pond, with a huge fountain in the middle that had me totally intrigued...how was the water going up! Water didn't go up...water went down! There was a bunch of huge goldfish in the pond...the big ones ya know...not like your normal house goldfish...big big goldfish. I'm not totally sure how it happend, I was probably trying to get a closer look at the fish, but I managed to fall head first into the pond...I remember the pond wasn't nearly as pretty to be in as it was to look it, it stunk and there was green slime all over...I couldnt swim...then I remember somebody grapping my arm and pulling me out and handing me to my dad...I cried of course...the lovely man had jumped in the pond to get me out...and that...is my first memory!

*Ouch*

Me and my older brother used to play out with the two boys who live over the road, Ben and Martin...this one day there was a big fall out...I must have been about 8 at the time...I dont remember what it was about, just kids stuff, nothing serious...I was suddenly lifted into the air by Ben...who was a year older than me and obvoiusly much bigger...one minute I was in the air...the next I was being thrown to the floor...really hard...I landed pretty much right on my face and my glasses smashed...I had blood coming out of my eye and forehead...needless to say the glasses were a right off! My brother then proceeded to lift Martin off the ground and throw him to the floor...I had to go to the hostpital and thankfully no permenant damage was done...when we got back from the hostpital Barbara (Ben and Martins mother) Was waiting at the door...had she come to apologise? No...she'd come to complain that we'd hurt her precious son...the feud lasted about 3 years between my family and theres...with many "scenes" along the way...I dont know why the fued stopped in the end...they still live across the road now...and I still refer to them as the goldenshits!

*Fancy dress*

I dont remember how old I was, possibly about 11, there was this big thing with the brownies, I dont remember what that was for either...Anyway for some reason I thought it was a fancy dress occasion so my mother painted my face white, put on black eye make-up and red lipstick and I wore a dressing gown, an oriental one. tied my hair up and put chopsticks in it...I looked the bomb baby heh. Anyway I arrived late and walked into this huge room full of people...who were all in normal clothes *doh* I had to spend the entire day in my outfit, thankfully I was young and was not scared for life ^_^

*Pj and Duncan*

When I was about 13 I went on holday to Wales with my family and my then best friend, Sam...where ever we went we saw these two really really fit lads...every night we would say the next time we saw them we would speak to them...ask them for the time...ask them for directions...we never did...I dont know why we named them PJ and Duncan...but we did...on the very last night of the holiday we pretty much stalked them to see where they went and where they were saying...and when they were a safe distance away...Sam shouted out "See ya next year PJ and Duncan" I dont think they heard...we were such morons ^_^

*Falling in love*

When I was 15 (1995) I was out with friends at a disco *blush* When I saw this guy at the other side of the room...I fancied him the second I saw him...I didn't dare speak to him...I was a spotty teenager LOL For the next month I went to that disco every week just so I could see him...On bonfire night (Nov 5th for you Americans) I went to the bonfire at the local pub...he was there...my best friend at the time decided she had had enough of me obssesing about the guy and went over to tell him I liked him...he came over and we started chatting...we talked all night and he walked me home...when we got to my house he kissed me on the cheek and from that moment on we were boyfriend and girlfriend, he never asked me and I never asked him...it was like it didnt need saying...we just were!

*Class clowns*

I dont know why I remember this so much...we were in chemistry, it was the best class ever, not because of the lesson but because of us...it was just my friends, there were only 15 in the class and 13 of them were the people that I hung around with at break times, dinner times and out of school...it was "us" So we always had a laugh...the teacher had to leave the room...when sombody said "lets all hide" So we did, we all took our books off the tables and sat down on the floor...only one girl wouldnt join in...Emily...she was a suck and the only person in the class that wasnt in our gang...sombody pretty much dragged her to the ground and told her if she spoke she'd *get it*...poor girl LOL When the teacher walked back in the room obvoiusly looked empty....he thought we had all gone and loudly exlaimed "The little fucks" We all burst out laughing at that and popped back up...he saw the funny side ^_^

*Freedom*

In August 1996 me, my boyfriend, my then best friend and her then boyfriend went on holiday to Devon...we stayed in a caravan...it was the best time...no parents...it was the first time we all felt like adults...we felt so grown up, cooking for ourselves, cleaning for ourselves...and having the freedom to do what we wanted when we wanted! One night we stayed out until 5am back then that was a huge deal...it was two weeks of absolute bliss...we never once fell out or said a cross word...we sunbathed all day even though the weather was shitty, we took 100's of photos and ate ice cream...it was bliss!