My Life's Story (Birth to 5)
 

I'm trying to fit in here now that everyone is telling everyone else about there lives, I figured I'd give you my life's story.

Well I'd say it started from the womb. I popped out at 2:14AM on December 31st, 1987,
a healthy baby boy of 8 pounds 11 ounces.

12 inches

Then the doctors took my height,
and I was 23 inches tall.

I remember playing atari and eating sand for the first few years of my life,
along spinning around yelling the word "apple" with my baby brother

I also liked the carebears,
I'd watch them at my dad's office.
Apparently I was quite the spunky kid.

When I was 4 I killed my first prostitute.
It wasn't my fault,
She fell on the knife.

Shortly thereafter, my family moved to virginia, where I began montessori school.

...to be continued...

I can relate

Carebears relay subliminal messages, telling us to kill. Knew it all along.

montesorri school sucks ass!

montessori schools are sketch to me.

I have a bunch of former montessori kids roaming my halls. Most of them are a little off.

i used to go to one in middle school. Every friday we would have a "community meeting" where we would share compliments and thankyous...

They also had a "land school", a k a the farm i had to live on. I think the entire middle school had 40 kids, only 1 of them black.

i remember in 6th grade there, on tuesday at the last hour of school was song time. where we would sing :kum by ya" "big fat walleye" and other incredibly boring, over-the-top, safe family jingles...

urg...

Haha...I've heard they're really good at math tho...and at average, montessori kids appear to be smarter.

^only because they're rich. I had the grandaughter of Walter Mondale(american wanna-be president guy) in my class.

...thinking about it though...she was really dumb..

The ones in my grade have no work ethic. I think it just matters if the students who go are naturally smart and hard working. Because I get the vibe they don't learn that much, just what they want to learn or something.

well Montessori kids, at least at the school i went to. We got to choose our work, and when we wanted to do it, and how.

so pretty much meaning, no one did ****.