Today I was asked what I would do if I saw a spider in my bedroom......

Run like hell. The end.

In this post I am supposed to describe something I lost that I want back.....

my virginity.

Nuff said.

I love video games. When I was a kid the corner stores used to have video games in their lobby and we kids would play, Donkey Kong, Space Invaders and my personal favorite, Galaga. The games were only a quarter and we'd spend hours playing. Of course my father thought that was a total waste of time and money. Parents are so lame and just don't have a clue.

One year my parents bought my siblings and me our very own video game console. Oh we were the happiest kids in the whole neighborhood that year. They bought us an Atari 2600! Yeah baby! We were the envy of the whole block. My favorite game then was Pong. I'd spend hours trying to keep that little ball volleying back and forth between those two sticks.

It was all good until that heifer next door got the Atari 5200. I hate show offs.

Oh I remember my arch enemy very well. Her name was Lisa and we were 10 years old and in the 5th grade together. I couldn't stand that girl. She made my life hell. She thought she was better then me and all I wanted to do was punch her in the face but I wasn't the violent type.

One day she decided she wanted to pick a fight with me. All day she kept saying little rude and nasty things and I just ignored her. I had on a dress that day and I was being a lady.

When school was out and I was walking to the car to go home she and her little groupies followed me all the way through the school yard to where the smaller kids were where I was to meet my little sister. She was still yammering in my ear and all I kept thinking was that I was wearing a dress and I didn't want to fight her at that moment but I was truly tempted.

The year before I fought a girl by the name of Olivia Logan and whupped her ass. Lisa's little cronies began saying to her that maybe she should leave me alone because I did beat up Olivia. I think she came to her senses because she did eventually back off.

The next day at school I made sure I wore pants so that I could kick Lisa's ass but she never said anything to me. She didn't so much as glance in my direction that whole day. I was a little disappointed though because I actually wanted to fight her. Yeah, I was a feisty little 10 year old.
Lisa, if you are reading this now I am wearing pants today. What's up?

I know, I know, it's not Halloween time but that doesn't mean we can't still discuss it, right?

I remember one such Halloween when my older cousin and my aunt took us Trick or Treating. Oh we kids were excited. We put on our scariest costumes and ventured out into the neighborhood in search of our treats. This was back when kids would Trick or Treat in the dark at night. Oh how times have changed.

So we were only half finished our little adventure when things suddenly took a turn for the worst.

We were walking down the street where I lived and found ourselves ironically in front of my house. We had started from my grandmothers house which was about four blocks away.

As we were approaching my house with the intent on continuing on as we weren't yet finished begging for candy, when we heard a rather loud "Pop pop!" We turned in the direction of this noise and saw two dudes slinging it out as if they were in a bad western movie. They were waving their guns and firing them when they thought they had a clear shot. We immediately dashed behind a bush in front of my house for cover. I remember never being as terrified as I was that night. The gun battle went of for another 5 minutes or so. Once it was over my cousin and aunt gathered all us kids up and we cut our Trick or Treating short right then and there and made a hasty retreat back to my grandmothers house to wait for my parents to come pick us up.
Needless to say that was the last time I'd gone Trick or Treating.

OK, so today we will discuss first kisses. I remember my first kiss so very vividly. I was 11 years old and had a huge crush on the neighborhood bad boy named Dwayne. Oh I loved him madly so you can guess my excitement when he asked me to be his girlfriend. Hellz yeah! It lasted all but a week but I didn't care.

We found this huge box somewhere in the neighborhood and somehow it found it's way to my front yard. Dwayne and I slipped into this box for a little privacy and so did my little sister and her boyfriend. This is where we all decided to share our first kiss together. Dwayne leaned in to kiss me and I kissed him back. It's funny because I swear I saw fireworks and felt grenades go off and the earth moved. It was crazy. That was it, I was hooked on kissing from then on.

Somehow my father found out about my little adventure and was none too happy about it. He insisted I was too young to be "courting". I was like "huh?" My mom stepped in and said, "She doesn't know what courting means." and he left it alone at that point but I certainly did know what it meant and I was hooked.

So today I am supposed to explain how I came up with my blog's name.

It's pretty simple actually. When I started this blog it was with the intent of just jotting down random thoughts and experiences. Whatever came to mind, just life's happenings. So I came up with the name The Diva's Random Thoughts.

How did you come up with your blog name?