As it turns out, me being afraid of a cherry pit growing inside me wasn't that irrational of a fear to have.
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I once referred to something being fashionable as 'all the range,' rather than 'all the rage.' I think it was a sign of things to come.
I remember having an argument with my grandma because I thought "yesterday" meant "the other day" and "the other day" meant "yesterday." I'd be like "The other day we went to the store" and my grandma would be like "We did that yesterday!" and I would be like "Nuh-uh!"
I also remember my first real conversation with my little sister, she was yelling into the phone "CHICKENS ARE NOT BIRDIES!!!"
I tried to think of examples and then I remembered this time when I was in kindergarten and I tried to stab myself in the chest with a plastic sword and my dad saw me and was like "um what are you doing" and I said something about wanting to go to Heaven and my dad totally freaked out. I think I know now why my parents never talked to me about religion. :erm: