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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Picture Perfect

* Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is a psychiatric anxiety disorder most commonly characterized by a subject's obsessive, distressing, intrusive thoughts and related compulsions (tasks or "rituals") which attempt to neutralize the obsessions. (From Wikipeda, the free encyclopedia).

As I was browsing through At Home with Popski, I stumbled upon her article on obsessive compulsive. Obsessive compulsive? Hmmm.... why not write about it, too? After all I know a lot of people who are obsessive compulsive, some of them have a mild case of 'oc-ness' and some are severe that you'd think they're so over-acting. Let me share with you some stories about my family and friends and their 'oc-ness'.

On my son Joey... I've noticed that he's got it since he was about 4, influenced maybe, of the other men in the family. When we're talking about his toys, all of them are neatly kept in their original boxes, just like from the day we purchased them. You're not suppose to throw away the boxes, because believe me, he's gonna ask for it. This is kind of a positive attitude to me because it means that he takes care of his belongings and I'm quite happy about it.

When it comes to bedtime, now this is really interesting, his slippers are neatly arranged on the foot of his bed and he expects to find them in the same position when he wakes up the next day. If you're going to pass through his bed, you should be careful not to kick his slippers. He will also request me to help him straighten his pajamas when he lies down. He doesn't like them rolling up to his legs. It amazes me because I have never encountered such behavior coming from a child. He also has his own utensils and drinking glass and doesn't like anyone else using them. I really don't know how he knew of these things at such a young age. Runs in the blood, I guess.

On my husband... his 'oc-ness' is kinda mild. He won't allow you to sit on the bed if you just got home and still have not changed to your house dress. He always carries a bottle of alcohol or hand sanitizer. He doesn't like the maid preparing his food, paranoid that her hands are not clean. He takes longer time in the bathroom than me.

On my father... We call him the master of cleanliness. You cannot enter their room without taking off your shoes or slippers, and mind you, the floor is always clean and shiny. Very meticulous with his clothes. His car is always kept clean inside and out. And same with my hubby, he doesn't like the maid preparing the food.

On my father-in-law... He retired from work after his by-pass operation. As a way of exercise, he took care of cleaning the house. He takes hours doing it, making sure he turns everything upside down (lol), wiping every corner and dusting even the smallest holes in the furnitures. Even more so when he's cleaning the bathrooms and his car.

On my sister... Of all the girls in my family she is the 'oc-est' of all. She recently went home for a 3-week vacation from the US. She works as a laboratory technician in Ct. Even while we were growing up the signs of 'oc-ness' have always been there. It became worse when she went home from the States. Due maybe, of her working in the lab, with all the viruses and bacteria, she won't even open our bathroom door with her bare hands, she would grab a tissue and use it to open the door. Really weird, but true. When she visits my store, she won't sit when offered a chair, thinking that her pants would get dirty because anybody sits on them.

On my friend Raffy... Oh Raffy please forgive me for sharing this (hehe). He is the real Mr. Clean. Their family had a vacation in Subic last summer, they have 4 girls by the way. After a 2-day vacation they packed their things and put them in the car. Meldy, his wife, was busily dressing up the girls when the shirt of the youngest fell on the carpet of their hotel room. Raffy saw that and immediately ordered his wife to reverse the shirt before putting it on to their child. Why? Because he thinks that the shirt is already dirty and he doesn't like his car getting dirty, too. Imagine that.... he would rather have his youngest get the dust just so his car will be kept clean. He didn't even bother to go back to the car and get her daughter a new shirt.

On myself... Somehow I think I got it, too. Whenever I go down to the store I always make sure that I'm wearing socks. People have been asking me if I feel cold, even in the heat of summer (lol). Well, I would rather wear those socks because I don't want my heels getting dark and my feet getting dirty. :) When it comes to groceries... I make sure I wash the canned and bottled foods, the chips, soda and canned juices before my family consumes them. I don't want them getting Leptospyrosis (a disease you get from rat urine and stool).

Each one of us has this certain obsessive-compulsive behavior.
However, displays of these traits such as being a 'perfectionist' does not necessarily mean that we have OCD.







Tuesday, October 30, 2007

A Tag from Theresa

This is actually my 2nd meme... funny because I've been asking my husband and daughter what a meme is. After my 1st meme... hmmm... i thought, this is really fun.



**Start Copy Here**

We have a voice;
We must be heard;
Therefore we blog;
Now spread the word!

This meme is based on a recent post that was conducted asking the question “Why do you Blog?” and the rewrite “Why do you Blog? - Reworked.”

The purpose of this meme is to tell our tales by spreading the reasons that we blog to as many sites as possible. We get to explain ourselves, direct traffic to our site and highlight our most important, most representative or most relevant post in an SEO favorable format. This will be a positive experience for everyone who wants to get involved. This will enable you to create a short advertisement for your site that will be spread across the blogesphere; a growing directory of blogs.

This is an open meme. You do not have to be tagged to join in. All you have to do is follow the rules. Please let me know when you have added your site by leaving a comment on “Complete List” with a link to your post. This will insure an up-to-date list, giving you even greater distribution. You then have the option of copying the growing list back to your site.

Rules:
1. Create an inventive post title.
2. Write a brief introduction to the meme.
3. Copy from “**Start Copy Here**” through “**End Copy Here**” .
4. Paste into your post.
5. At the end of the “*list*”, before “**End copy here**”, please add your name, site name (with link), a very brief description (2-3 sentences) of why you blog, and your most important, most representative, or most relevant post (with link.)
6. Tag at least 5 others to participate.
7. Leave a comment and a link to your post on “Complete List”

*List*
My name is Mel and I am the Author of Attitude, the Ultimate Power, aka Monday Morning Power. I blog because I am passionate about happiness and living in the moment. I want to spread the concept that we are in control of our own lives and can choose how we act and react. My site is focused on the Pursuit, Capture, Care and Feeding of a Positive Mental Attitude. One of my most representative posts is “Happiness Vs. Human Nature.”

I am Max and I offer weekly articles on MAX. Why do I blog? I do it because I want to share my thoughts with you guys. I present a new and interesting way of transmitting philosophical thoughts: funny, engaging and intriguing! My funniest, yet intriguing, post is "Don't you just love People?"

I am the Great and Powerful Baba Doodlius. My 100% factual blog The Thoughts and Sayings Of Baba Doodlius is intended to educate all of you curious readers about the Truth behind the Great Secrets of the Universe. I have the Truth! Can you handle the Truth? For a sample of my powers of enlightenment, read my Revelation of the terrible secret of Bigfoot, aka Don't get stepped on.

My name is Amelia and I am the Author of Amel's Realm. I blog because I need to voice everything in my world so that I won't explode. My site is all about thoughts, experiences, fears, problems, misadventures, hopes, and dreams of an introverted tropical girl in a foreign land (Finland). One of my most representative posts is On Trust and Relationship.

I am Geoff of Geoffandcarley.com and I blog for reasons as diverse and as fickle as my moods. Mostly I blog because I'm firmly convinced I've figured a few things out and that the world will benefit from my experience the same way I've benefited from others' experiences. One post that I feel captures my emotional involvement and my ire (but not my humor as much) is Decision time.

My name is Judy and I am the Author of ~~Sugar Queen's Dream~~. I blog because it's cheap therapy and I have something to say. I feel my most powerful post is called “The Myths of Smoking......”

My name is Sindi and I have written a blog entitled Life is a roller coaster!. My blog is based on the ups and downs of everyday life. I started blogging because I was going through some hard times and I wanted to meet new people to talk to. I like to write and was hoping people might enjoy reading what I have to say. I think the most inspiring post I have written to date is We Effect So Many.

People call me the Midgetmanofsteel (although I’m neither a midget, nor made of steel). I am the sole author the blog Mental Poo: a mostly true and humorous account of things that have happened to me, are happening to me, or are just filling my head and taking up valuable space where images of women should be. You can get a sneak peek into my mess of a brain by reading “Raisins are People” – a true account of my son’s first field trip. My name is Sandee and I have a blog called Comedy Plus. My blog is just for fun, and I started it to poke fun about everyday life. My reason for blogging is to have fun and meet new friends. I have done both beyond my wildest dreams. I have posted lots of jokes, but when ask what my favorite joke is, I always pick Anger Management.

My name is Lynda. I blog to as a way to expose my writings and to spread my knowledge on the subject of love. My primary blog (I have 15) is lynda's loft. My favorite piece would be I LOVE..... I have over 300 original poems and posts dealing with the wonderful and painful world of love. I love love!

My name is Adrian, although most of you probably know me as the Mighty Genie King. I am the author First Time Dad. I started blogging as a way to document my growing up pains as my wife and I raise our daughter. I hope that one day my daughter will be able to look at this and get an idea what life was like "back then". Now I blog about everything but the main focus is still the same! One of my favorite posts is Goodnight Sweetheart! Hello Basil! Eh...Who's Basil...

Hello, my name is Ann and I'm the author of A Nice Place in the Sun. I blog because I care about people and want to make them happy. My site is focused on humorous, inspiring, and nostalgic posts about life, children, and memories. My most representative post, or the post where I'm most myself is "The Craziest Experience Of My Life.

"We are a team of writers, and everyone calls us NAFA, so that would be our name. We are the proud authors of NAFASG©™ - United And Dedicated Behind You™. Blogging, to us, is a form of spreading useful information and sharing our knowledge to every part of the world in order to contribute to the betterment of our global community. The post that we feel would be representative of our blog and the global community at large is The Sociological Interaction.

Hola! This is Mariuca and I blog because writing is what makes me whole. I write about anything under the sun from life, love, friends to cats and work. I tend to write best when under pressure and my personal favourite post from Mariuca is Love in Disarray.

My name is Susan and I am the Owner of ~~Wake up America ~~, which is a political, right leaning blog. I blog because I believe we need more voices out there to separate fact from fiction, to support our troops and to high light the lack of ethics from journalists today. I feel my most powerful post is called "Are You Proud to be an American......"

"Here I am My name is Mauro and I'm the author of 1 Million Love Messages ...That's my challenge! My favourite post it's (for sure) Adam Donkus & Lizzie's Love History.

"Hi there World I am Aussie, the author of Little Aussie Cynic and I want to BreatheThere is Always a Natural Way the latest edition to the Aussie Cynic Family...

I am Zubli Zainordin, in Total Happiness, I organize the Book Project blog and co-author Santa's Community Blog and Hall Of Fame Blog. I blog with the purpose of documenting about my self for my own reference, my future generations and friends who prefer to know me. I also share vital and valuable information entirely on total happiness. I believe in Santa Claus and I share the Spirit of Christmas within this Blog World. In addition I promote bloggers, their blogs, and invite them to share their blogging experiences, and together with Shinade, I review their blogs and award them with the Zubli and Shinade Recommended Read awards. Those who continuously show continuous blogging improvements shall be residence of the Hall Of Fame blog.

Hi! My name is Crystal, my middle name actually. I am the author of Choc Mint Girl. I started to blog because I need my own space to 'just write', but what I find here is quite inspiring and I am amazed at how many different bloggers with different approach ended up as great friends and inspire each other. It doesn’t matter what I blog about as long as the two parties find the connection in one another, that will be the best reason of why do I actually blog. I guess my most relevant post is my very first innocent post, Getting Started.

Hello world! My name is Lucel Juliana, you can call me Juliana. I author the blog, My World. I'm a newbie blogger and I'm so loving it. I blog because, I love to write and I want to document my life as a stay at home wife in my newfound home: New York. And if anyone out there tries to tell the story of my life, I prefer that it's going to be me. The one post I'm really passionate about is Cell Phone Hazard . I want to spread awareness about lurking dangers on cell phone use.

Hi! My name is Theresa I am the author of My Emancipation. I blog because I love and enjoy it. I used to write on journals before but blogging online is more fun. With blogging there's no limit, you can freely write you thoughts, you opinions without anyone going against you. Its a fun way to make friends too & a great way in getting to know them. Learn through trials and error every end of the day as you develop your blog. Basically my blog is all about me, so if you wanna know me more just be patient enough to read my blog, thanks for your time. GOD BLESS

Hello everyone! I'm Liza the author of moms.....check nyo. I am actually new to the blogging world... it was my husband and my daughter who introduced me to blog, and now I'm hooked. I love to write about my family, my hobbies, my interests and would love to share some tips and how to's on things I love doing. Blogging is such a good idea because you get to express your feelings and your thoughts and a good shock absorber, too. My most relevant post is about 'My brave little boy'.... common everyone.... you're invited :) .


**End Copy Here**

I'm tagging sasha, melai, ann, florence, lutchie, nancy and anyone else who's interested.

Joke Time





















Monday, October 29, 2007

Weekend Snapshot - 2





For my weekend snapshot entry this week... it's the swing at my in-laws' house. This is where our weekends were mostly spent. Lazily sitting here on Saturday afternoons gives us enough time to update on things and share many stories.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Tagged! Baby Talk

*Thanks for the tag Florence.... and now...for my answers....


1. Are there any babies in your family or circle of friends?

- no more babies.... a puppy yes!


2. Are you one of those people who use a high-pitched, sing-song voice when talking to babies and small children?

- as guilty as Florence! lol


3. If you were standing in line right next to a *very* pregnant stranger at the bank or grocery store, what would you say to her?

- I’ll ask 'Is it a boy or a girl?' and 'When is the baby due?'


4. Similarly, what do you say or do near babies in public?

-Same thing with Jen and Florence, when they’re cute, I tell the parents. When they’re not, deadma. Laughs.


5. When walking through a department store, are you the sort of person who can go by the baby clothes without even a glance or do you have to stop to ooh and ahh?

- My kids are babies no more but I'd still stop and browse through those baby clothes....wala lang, feel ko lang talaga.


Now I'm tagging Ann.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Photo Hunt - Pink


I've been searching all week for something pink for my photo hunter entry for the week. I was actually panicking yesterday because I couldn't find any :) when i suddenly found my little pink tickler, neatly kept beside my computer. My pink notebook holds my internet secrets.

Written in it are my links, my accounts and my passwords. Syndicates have black books... I have a pink one :)


Friday, October 26, 2007

Erap... free as a bird


Oh well… I’m sure you’ve heard the news yesterday. GMA awards executive clemency to Erap… which means, Erap is free! The news stirred a lot of reactions to almost all Filipinos, some are glad, others were disappointed, most are angry. Everywhere you go you hear someone making remarks about it.

My family for one didn’t like GMA’s decision, talking about it while having dinner. It is true that the president has the power to award pardon to a convicted person. However, her decision was so soon that the 6-year trial, for me, i think went to waste. Just imagine how much our government spent for that. Even the friends of my mom were calling just to share their disappointments. My husband’s cellphone kept on beeping the whole afternoon, most of the messages coming from angry friends and blogmates. Well… who wouldn’t be?



Six years ago, we were glued on tv, watching Erap’s senate trial. Even my kids watched. Happy with the way things were going at that time, that finally, a ‘big fish’ is being grilled. After the ‘unopened envelope’ (when the ‘NO’ votes had it) issue, we joined the thousands of people gathered at Edsa tagging along my kids. I wanted them to experience what I experienced in Edsa 1.


But alas! Not even a month after the Erap conviction, now comes the executive clemency. She should have waited, at least for a while ( a year or two maybe). He didn’t even get to go to Muntinlupa! Enjoyed a comfortable “prison” in his rest house in Tanay. It is more like a long vacation for him. It is sad that high officials of our country enjoy these privileges even if they have erred and was convicted. While a young boy was imprisoned in Quezon City jail for stealing a pair of slippers, imagine… a pair of slippers! With this, no official will be afraid of committing such acts. One can easily steal millions of pesos or dollars and still get away with it.



Thursday, October 25, 2007

More Angel Stories

Here are some angel stories I gathered from my emails. Enjoy reading!!!



1) This is a story my mother had told me, who was quite good friends with a therapist. The therapist had been seeing a lady who was needing some help in comforting a niece she would now be raising, you see the little girls daddy had killed her mother right in front of her at a very young age. One day, when the little girl was in Sunday school, the Sunday school teacher had a picture of Jesus and had asked the little children if they knew who this man was. The little girl raised her hand and said," that is the man that held me in his arms the day my daddy killed my mommy".

2) Approx. 6 months after the death of my husband, my 4 year old daughter and I were in church. After his death, she wanted to stay with me instead of going to children's church. Being a very well behaved child, I let her stay. While we were singing praises.. she stepped from the end of the pew and took one step forward. She put her hands in the air and began to twirl in circles, laughing, opening and closing her hands as little children do when they want to be picked up. She was looking up and she really looked like she was glowing with happiness! The entire church stopped signing and was watching her !!!!!! Our pastor put his hands in the air toward the heavens and began to smile. He would look at her and then at the Heavens. After a few minutes she stopped in front of him and with the most excited, delightful voice said, Oh Brother Ed, did you see them? They were beautiful Angels, three of them holding hands and dancing in a circle. Their hair was long and blond and had on beautiful long dresses..one light blue, one yellow, and one white! He said ...no darling I didn't see them...but I could tell by your face that you could! She then returned to my side. After that she was not afraid to leave me to go into another part of the church.

3) This happened to my husband the year before we married. He was driving from our hometown to Bloomington, IN, where he was going to school. He had broken his hand a few weeks before and was wearing a cast on the right hand. He was driving an older model Oldsmobile. To anyone familiar with 165 in Indiana, you know that it is as flat as can be and you can see forever, and all you is cornfields. Anyway, halfway there he got a flat tire. Very painfully with a broken right hand he changed the tire. He was alone on the highway, it was the dead of winter. He started out again and 5 minutes down the road he got another flat! He couldn't believe it. He stopped, and luckily in the trunk had another spare so he set out to change it. He said his hand hurt so bad he could hardly turn the jack but being the tough guy he is, he kept trying. He was concentrating so hard that he didn't hear the 18 wheeler truck stop until a man yelled out, "Can I help?" Frank looked up and saw a semi truck with tractor trailer stopped right behind his car. He still can't imagine how he didn't hear him stop. He said the guy was huge, blond hair, blue eyes, and perfect in all his features. He said the man told him to move over and rest. Frank said he changed that tire in about 2 minutes. He thinks he did it one handed. He offered to pay him but he said it wasn't necessary and jumped in the truck and drove off. Frank said there was a slight bend in the road ahead. He got in the car and wanted to catch up to him and wave thanks but as he rounded the bend, the truck was gone. The next exit was about a half hours drive and when he reached it, Frank turned around and headed home. He knew he had been visited by an angel. There was no way the driver could have gained enough speed to have made the turnoff before Frank. And if he had, the fields would not have hid his truck. He had just vanished as he had arrived. My husband was not a great believer in such things before this happened to him, but he is now. We have had so many occurrences in our lives that we know angels are among us and minister to us. And we are grateful.

4) Every Wednesday my church youth group gets together and talks about problems we may be having or things we just need to get off our chest. My church teacher decided to pick a topic for that night and she chose angles . We talked a long time about how we think an angle looks like and how God sends angles to help. She told us about a time, in the 70's, that her boyfriend's sister was out on the road driving . People waiting on the side of the road were common then and she picked one up by the side if the road . They started talking about life and current events. Suddenly the stranger spoke up " the second coming of the Lord is near". She was surprised because that wasn't what they were talking about . she turned around but the stranger had vanished . I would have been frightened but she said she wasn't scared at all . She could feel the presence of God in the air and had never felt more peaceful.

5) About five years ago when I was sixteen years old I decided to take my parents Alsatian dog out for a walk on a field opposite our house for the first time. I wasn't allowed before because she is really strong and always tries to break free from the lead. Anyway I promised them I would be careful and to put her lead on properly. As we got to the bottom of the field she somehow broke free and she had got her collar off. I panicked and tried to put her collar back on but she ran away and stayed about 10 yards away from, I was really scared because this had happened once before when my mother had taken her out for a walk and the dog had run out into the road and nearly got knocked over. Eventually, after about 40 minutes of running after her and screaming at her to stop, she ran onto a bridge which was right next to a very busy main road (I was nearly having a heart attack at this time). As she was running around trying to get away from me, I saw a young boy who looked about ten years old waiting at a bus stop. He looked quite worried because I was screaming at my dog to stay where she was. I was really panicking and I didn't know what else to do so I looked at the boy and said "please help me, I need to put this collar on her and she won't stay still", he didn't say anything, he just walked down and stood behind the dog so she was trapped in the middle of us. She got really angry and started barking at the boy, I really thought he was going to run off because she was really frightening, but he didn't, he just stood where he was and didn't move. I went to put the collar around her neck and a few seconds later when I looked up to thank him, he was gone, just vanished. I have believed in angels ever since and I am really grateful that he helped me, because if he didn't, my dog would probably have ran out into the road and got herself killed.

6) I am 57 years old but I remember it like it was yesterday. My brother and I were standing on a railroad track in 1952. We had played there many times and this was a day just like any other. As we were playing and frolicking as young boys are apt to do, a dirty, bearded "hobo" suddenly appeared and warned us to get off the tracks. In no time, as we obeyed and stepped away, a Southern Railway freight train rushed by. I looked up and the stranger was no where to be seen. I never saw him again. But I am sure this scraggily gentleman was an angel sent to make sure that my brother and I would not perish and that one, or both, of us would live to help others later on. I hope I can fulfill that purpose.

7) I was about 12 years old. My father sang at my local church. One day I went with him to practice he had the keys to the church. Well the day after he was suppose to sing but he was sick with the flu so he went to church to practice and see if he was capable of performing. I remember I was sitting in the seat just looking at him he was straining his voice a bit but walking down the altar was an angel. I knew it was an angel. It was dressed in a white robe. It had a certain glow that I had never seen before. It went up to my father placed a gentle touch upon my father's shoulder. I saw tears rolling down his eyes as if he had knew something had gave him his health again. All of a sudden I started to cry too not because I was scared but because I knew that my prayer was answered. My father was no longer sick and he just sang beautifully like he had always sang. When I told my father about my encounter he knew that I wasn't joking because he had felt the same warmth I was feeling at the time.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Death By Malling

Last Friday, the Glorietta Blast was all over the news. As of their latest count 11 were confirmed dead and more than a hundred were injured. Whether it was caused by an accident or a terrorist attack, we don't know yet. According to the news, immediately after the blast, police security was heightened in malls, mrt, lrt, the airports and other places where there are a lot of people. True enough, policemen were roaming around with their canines.

It saddens me though that we only take heed and tighten the security only when incidents like this happen. Last Saturday, my son and I went to Gateway Mall to watch a movie. As an SOP to all the malls, people lined up to have their bags checked. People don't really mind lining up as long as they know it is for their own good. At that time, the lady guard was busy talking to the male guard while checking the bags. As I passed through her, her stick merely touched my bag and didn't even bother to see what's inside. I thought to myself, OMG, just like that?

Is this what they call tight security? What if I was a real terrorist and had an explosive inside my bag? It would be very easy for me to do an evil deed.

I hope this will cause alert to the mall's management, not only at Gateway's but to all the establishments concerned. It is their responsibility to take care of their patrons after all, we are their bread and butter, and please... let's not wait for another accident.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

The 80's

You know you grew up in the 80's if:

1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word SIKE.


2. You can sing the rap to the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air and can do the Carlton.



3. You know that 'WOAH' comes from Joey on Blossom.



4. If you ever watched 'Fraggle Rock'.



5. It was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.



6. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head.


7. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.



8. You made your mom buy one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side.

9. You played the game 'MASH' (Mansion, Apartment, Shelter, House)



10. You wore stone-washed Jordache jeans jacket and were proud of it.



11. You know the profound meaning of 'WAX ON, WAX OFF'.



12. You wanted to be a Goonie.



13. You ever wore flourescent clothing (some of us head-to-toe).



14. You can remember how Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off and his cheeks shifted.



15. You have ever pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.



16. You took lunch boxes to school... and traded Garbage Pailkids in the schoolyard.



17. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets.



18. You still get the urge to say 'NOT' after every sentence.

19. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged handmade friendship bracelets.



20. You ever owned a pair of Jelly-Shoes.
21. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying 'I know you are, but what am I?'



22. You remember 'I've fallen and I can't get up'.



23. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates.



24. You have ever played with a Skip-It.



25. You remember boom boxes and walking around with one on your shoulder like you were all that.



26. You remember watching both Gremlins movies.



27. You thought Doogie Howser/Samantha Micelli was hot.



28. You remember Alf, the lil brown furry alien from Melmac.



29. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool...and don't even flinch when people refer to them as 'NKONTB'.



30. You knew all the characters, names and their life stories on 'Saved By the Bell', The ORIGINAL class.



31. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - SHOT THROUGH THE HEART.



32. You just sang those words to yourself.

33. You still sing 'WE ARE THE WORLD'.



34. You tight rolled your jeans.



35. You owned a banana clip.


36. You remember 'Where's the Beef?'



37. You used to (and probably still do) say 'What you talkin' 'bout Willis?'



38. You're still singing 'Shot through the heart' in your head, aren't you?


Well, it's been nice reminiscing. Hope you enjoyed it, too. Happy Tuesday everyone!
 
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