Current location:	The PRESENT
Current mood:	actuall kind of cold
Current music:	I need to download P.U.S.A. now
Entry tags:	who the hell is going to read this

I remember first seeing a video in some sort of computer class in the 7th or 8th grade on the instructors monitor. I don't know why he showed us that. I have like three memories from that class. There was a programme we were learning to use where you and another student could interact with an environment in real time! So you could draw or type to each other. Some girl typed to me what my type was and I said "not ugly". She was not my type. I can't remember my third memory.

I have a terrible memory.

There is a ton of stuff my younger sister remembers from way back when that I have no recollection of. I don't really have a lot of childhood memories from before a certain childhood age. For example: before moving to El Paso and after living in Highland Park we lived in a transitionary house in Van Nuys for 6 months when I was 10 or 11. I remember there was a neighbor with a police scanner and a bunch of baseball cards. He came into the house once and gave my dad a bunch of them? I don't know why he did that. There was a delicious Tommy's near the house which was probably great! I remember playing with my dog Yuma, R.I.P., playing with this rubber great white shark squeak toy. And lastly, I remember the earthquake, of course.

That is the complete sum of my memories from the house. I don't remember what my parents room look like, at all. I only remember

(I typed a little bit after this point and then I somehow in a two or three button combination using only my left hand and pressing only one button at a time, I closed the browser. How did I do that?! Autosave! Harrowing.)

my sisters room from the context of looking in during the earthquake.

So, what is this just me? who has like 15 memories from before they were 10? I will list them someday. Or is everyone more or less like this? 

I am also terrible with names. I hear them say their name and think "remember this name" and by the end of the short conversation I can't remember the name. I couldn't remember the name of the lady I work directly under for like 2 weeks. Is it just because she's boring and unimportant? Next to myself hardly anyone is worth remembering anyways? This is probably the case.  I think I'm just better at figuring things out than remembering them. And if I learn it over a couple of times I'll remember it. Also, I can't remember characters names from books until a way's through which is sometimes annoying. Especially when there's a lot of characters.

I'm going to start reading more. Starting today. I will finish this Einstein biography and get to work on the other books I've purchased but never finished. This makes me regret buying Infinite Jest and Ulysses. I should just read a bunch of short books because having read a lot of books is more impressive than having read a few long books. Like the Count of Monte Cristo and Atlas Shrugged a.k.a. the worst book ever written. When I'm at work all I think about is stuff I could be doing at home, like reading books, but then I get home and can't motivate myself to get off of this computer. Stop looking at message boards and facebook!

So anyways, Presidents of the United States really reminds me of Napster. I miss Napster. I used to listen to midi files of songs for a little while before realizing somewhere that I could download the actual songs.

I also can't remember how I met my friends for the first time!! DAMN IT!!
I remember meeting Manny Gonzalez in the 7th or 8th grade but he moved away in like a year.
I probably met Ricky Pendell by him being a dick to me in High School Freshman Year but then later he cut that shit out. Then we talked a bunch in Senior Year some sort of computer class and made hilarious PowerPoint presentations. Sorry, Ricky! You were a dick at first! Because it was freshman year band and you associated with James? Patton and he would always sit like he was flexing his pecs.
I remember meeting Isela in person at a used bookstore and she was sick which would be a recurring theme in Isela's life. I met her online, I think, by posting something hilarious on some El Paso livejournal community.
I don't know a lot of people though, so this isn't a great list. Most I just know from being friends with someone who knew them.

What can I do to improve my memory? Drugs? Probably drugs. I'm going to start doing some drugs.

From elementary school in California I remember Lynette. She was in each of my classes until she left to Taiwan in 4th grade. I left to El Paso in that grade. I remember I had a friend name Jose who apparently was my best friend I always talked about but I don't actually remember him. I bet Lynette is writing a Taiwanese LiveJournal entry about me right now. Would you like to hear about Lynette?

There was also a girl name Rosa who, as fate would have it, I would meet again in El Paso. But that's a story for another day.