Alright man, Sexy Spies Autobiography, so who better to start with
then me, Jen? I come from my mommy, and that happened on September 19th, 1992. I don't remember much about that night, nor
do I want to.
So let's start with kindergarten. I grew up watching the show "Gulla Gulla Island." This is the
first show I can remember, and why wouldn't I? It was amazing. Then came the show "Out of the Box." This was somewhere around
3rd grade I guess. But the best show I can remember watching is "Are You Afraid of the Dark?" I was so young and innocent
then. *Sigh*
So let's go to 4th grade where things gets good! This was one of the most fun years I had, but also
the most painful to look back on. I was popular then. It lasted for one year, and thank goodness for that. There were
these two girls and I. We ruled the 4th grade. We were the trendsetters, and people wanted to be us. During recess we would
walk around singing "Dora the Explorer" and "The Wiggles" songs. We would also imitate and re-enact "The Jerry Springer
Show." We would literally claw at each and yank each others hair. We tore each other apart.. for fun. That stuff made us cool,
and it disgusts me now.
We would have sleepovers all the time. We always made up stupids games. One game we would play every
time was when one of the girls and I were the girls, and we would fight over out other friend who was pretending to be a boy.
We would fight for him to be our prom date, and then pretend we got our periods. We only did that because we thougt we were
being cool and we wanted it to be like that. But the best thing we ever did was make up potions. We would use water, paint,
glitter.. basically anything we could find in my bathrooms and basement. The one day we took a huge box with a hole in it
and we were making up commercials with whatever we made. Naturally, mine was the funniest. It was called "Tan Tan to Get a
Man." It was in a gatorade bottle with a fake label on it. I made it with water, orange paint, glitter, liquid soap, catnip
bubbles, and lotion. We also had a mud fight. That was fun.
But then summer hit. And we kinda spread apart. I went one way and my friends went the other. The
other two stayed friends, but replaced me with someone else. I don't blame them either. I was a hardcore bitch man. But I
didn't deserve what they did to me in 5th grade. That year was awful.
