I miss being a child, before my dad got leukemia. I was actually happy then.
Misanthrope SupremeThat sounds very painful. I'm sorry.
I miss living in a more pedestrian-friendly city. I also miss schools that have numbers instead of names, for some reason. And knowing I could definitely walk to the subway, or get a bus a block from my house.
And playing on the playground. I loved the monkey bars and swings.
edited 6th Feb '12 2:29:27 PM by BlackElephant
I'm an elephant. Rurr.I miss actually making enough money, 89-cents a gallon for gas, arcades, the Drive-In Movie theater (it's a parking lot now), paying $2 a pack for cigarettes, and the second sexual revolution.
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~people keep saying this
what does this mean
You can't even write racist abuse in excrement on somebody's car without the politically correct brigade jumping down your throat!I miss being young enough to not realize (or care) that I was a walking fashion disaster. Dude, tie-dyed leggings with baggy sweatshirts covered in big, plastic jewels was the most AWESOME THING EVER when I was six/seven.
edited 7th Feb '12 10:30:35 AM by Bur
i. hear. a. sound.I miss having breakfast while watching early morning TV as the sun rose when I was a kid. I don't know why.
I miss...the Army. I miss it like I'd miss my eyes or my liver. I miss the cameraderie, the traditions, the parties. I miss the shouting, the smells of cordite and gun oil. I miss running for my life across a dusty street with my lungs burning, my legs aching and my eyes stinging from the sweat. I miss having thousands of people who'd know exactly what I meant when I said certain things. I miss having people around me who had been to the places I'd been. I miss knowing exactly where I fitted in to everything. I miss being good at what I do. I miss the life-and-deathness of it all.
I don't feel like a real, full person any more. I miss that.
edited 9th Feb '12 8:01:38 AM by InverurieJones
'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'Debating with my friends on how Ariel and Prince Eric could kiss in a movie if they weren't married in real life. We were really little at that point...heh.
edited 9th Feb '12 8:58:25 AM by MrAHR
Read my stories!Inurvie - I miss a lot of the same things you do. Except I have never been sent to a shitty foreign sand box to be shot at. Other then that, yeah I miss the same things.
Who watches the watchmen?Oh, I got one!
To be lactose tolerant again.
Playing in the dirt, without having to worry about what others thought, Saturday morning cartoons, Elementary School, having birthday parties, when getting a new toy was the greatest thing in the world, my old friends...this list could go on forever...
Tropers watching moviesI miss there being a current Ultraman show to not care about. I'm not sure why, honestly.
somethingLAR Ping with the neighbor boy.
My dad surfing.
edited 24th Feb '12 6:19:48 PM by Aondeug
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan ChahBuilding cubbyhouses. Actually fitting in cubbyhouses. Sometimes I will make one for my cousins and sigh. They don't understand the joy of false entrances, traps, garden patches, storm shelters and all the other things a good cubbyhouse should have.
"Doctor Who means never having to say you're kidding." - Bocaj{Not a thread for stealth (or not-very-stealth) complaining —Madrugada}
edited 26th Feb '12 7:11:09 AM by Madrugada
My bouting partner by a few inched before getting hit.
Oh right, that miss.
Um... I kind of miss not having to take care of several thousand things at once while stressed out from work (assignments or otherwise).
edited 6th Mar '12 3:31:44 PM by IraTheSquire
I miss corner stores in domestic areas.
Do normal ponies do that? I don't want to do that unless it is what normal ponies do.Over half of the Pokemon 'fan-sites' and from Neon Genesis Evangelion I visited from 5-8 years ago are no longer updated or simply "the website is no longer availiable", including my favourite Brock-O-Rama fanfic which I didn't save. (tries not to freak out)
When there was yoyos and S-Club7, Nsync, Buffy and Charmed was cool.
AOL chatrooms. I miss my High School friends. (cries for my lost innocence)
edited 11th Mar '12 6:40:40 PM by sabrina_diamond
In an anime, I'll be the Tsundere Dark Magical Girl who likes purple MY own profile is actually HERE!S-Club 7? S-Club 7?!
-SLAP-
'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'I miss Chris Farley, and a funny SNL.
Amen to that.
DoodlesWhen Usenet was a small place, and one knew everyone that mattered. Then it got big. Then AOL got on. Then the spammers got on. Then everyone left, by dribs and drabs, until it was pointless.
I miss when being online probably meant you had a brain, in general. Sure, it was horribly exclusive and exclusionist. And it didn't mean you couldn't be barking bugfuck crazy. Still.
A brighter future for a darker age.I miss that too.
...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.I miss having snow in winter.
$0.25 gasoline The Carol Burnett Show Rowan and Martin's Laugh-in People interacting face to face Robert A. Heinlein (OK, a people, not a thing) My TI-30 (not that I was allowed to use it during tests) My personal favorite: Driving into the school parking lot with a scope mounted .270, and all anyone said was "good luck!", because nobody ever seemed to actually want to kill anyone, despite almost all of us wandering around the school grounds with at least a folding knife.