But You Are Not Blood.
My aunt and uncle, Karen and Jim Williams, visit the parents of Karen annually in December for a weekend, usually between Christmas and the New Years. I am not sure when I first knew this, but I think that in 2003, when I was 18 years old, I asked my mom if she could ask her sister Karen if I could tag along.
I went with them twice I believe. I went like in 2003 and 2004 or something like that. Two different years. My aunt and uncle lived in Warrenton, Oregon USA. They drove a few hours to Forest Grove to pick me up. We drive a few hours to Roseburg.
My aunt Karen Williams is the sister of my mom. Their mom died when my mom was about 20 years old. We went to Roseburg to see my mom's dad, Richard "Dick" Erwin Morehead and his new wife "Skip" who kind of talked snobby and proudful about her ancestors or something like that. She kind of wispered that one of her relatives or ancestors may have a labourer, but she'd be ashamed of that. I made a joke, and was serious, at the dinner table, and said to Skip that she is not blood.
Me, Karen, & Jim went back into the car, & Jim was proud of what I said and he would tell others about it. It is something that Jim would say to until he died in August 2008. We were back in the car to see Jim's relatives, which I liked more than my own.
December 2003
18 years old
Roseburg, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
Friday, December 26, 2003
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
LOTR: Lord Of The Rings
When I stayed my one and only night at the house of Matt Dooney and Jim Westberry, while Matt was possibly not there, I watched the first two Lord Of The Rings films (LOTR) for the first time ever back to back. Afterwards, I was so interested in seeing the 3rd film.
I saw these films one day in like July 2003, and then I had to wait until Wednesday, the 17th of December 2003, or some time after that for when the LOTR III: Return of the King which was a very long cinema blockbuster film that led me in tears of emotions of joy and sadness and it I kept on thinking it was going to end when I was watching it in the cinema in December 2003.
I like LOTR almost as much as Star Wars and Star Trek and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Mario and Sonic and Michael Jackson and Michael Jordan and Tony Hawk and Sim City and Christ and other things.
I saw these films one day in like July 2003, and then I had to wait until Wednesday, the 17th of December 2003, or some time after that for when the LOTR III: Return of the King which was a very long cinema blockbuster film that led me in tears of emotions of joy and sadness and it I kept on thinking it was going to end when I was watching it in the cinema in December 2003.
I like LOTR almost as much as Star Wars and Star Trek and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Mario and Sonic and Michael Jackson and Michael Jordan and Tony Hawk and Sim City and Christ and other things.
Wednesday, September 10, 2003
Economics Class
Economics Class.
When my favorite classes at my one and only Forest Grove High School (FGHS) on 1401 Nichols Lane, in Forest Grove, Oregon, United States, was my Economics Class where I was able to officially meet high school president African-American Kari Herinckx. She taught us to Mix It Up. Try new things. Sit with different people during lunch. Meet new people. I typed out an Encouragement Article (EA) for her. I said that she has chocolate noodle hair.
In the Economics Class, we learned about the supply and demand grid. I previously took a Marketing Class with Mr. Kunkel, which has model friend Katie Dober in it.
September, 2003
Forest Grove High School
Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold
When my favorite classes at my one and only Forest Grove High School (FGHS) on 1401 Nichols Lane, in Forest Grove, Oregon, United States, was my Economics Class where I was able to officially meet high school president African-American Kari Herinckx. She taught us to Mix It Up. Try new things. Sit with different people during lunch. Meet new people. I typed out an Encouragement Article (EA) for her. I said that she has chocolate noodle hair.
In the Economics Class, we learned about the supply and demand grid. I previously took a Marketing Class with Mr. Kunkel, which has model friend Katie Dober in it.
September, 2003
Forest Grove High School
Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold
Saturday, September 6, 2003
Girls Basketball Manager
I joined the management of the High School Girls Basketball in the fall of 2003 at my Forest Grove High School in Forest Grove, Oregon, United States.
I recorded the varsity games. I helped during games and practices with whatever that they needed.
September 2003 -- March 2004.
I recorded the varsity games. I helped during games and practices with whatever that they needed.
September 2003 -- March 2004.
Saturday, April 5, 2003
Tiffany Died
I first met TIffany Rochell Cumbo (TRC) when I was about 5 years old in the year of 1990. She lived 7 houses from our trailer, and we were friends for 13 years.
Around 1998, her and her family moved to Cornelius and then to Gaston, and to possible other places, which I lost contact with her as she moved out of the neighborhood, but we reunited in 2001 and me & Bill Bailey would talk to her in person or on the phone sometimes.
Tiff may have attended my high school briefly, but then went to another high school, but I think she returned for the 2nd semester, in January 2003, which means I started seeing her again at school, which put a smile to my face.
I was looking forward to the summer of 2003 where me, Bill Bailey, and Tiffany Cumbo, were going to have adventures, or at least that was what I was hoping for. I wanted to marry Tiffany when I was eight and nine years old. I drew pictures about it, but then Tiffany started having "Other Boy Friends" with friends and neighbors like Bryan (who lived next door to me, space 164), and Juya Sa, the brother of Bhakti, who also lived next door, and Bill Bailey, and others.
My mother may have heard of some typical jealousy schemes that Tiffany was cooking with her friends, instead of being in school, at Mary's Kitchen, on Tuesday, the 1st of April of 2003, the April's Fool Day holiday. Tiffany may have been mad at her current boy friend or ex, or with friends, neighbors, class-mates, enemies, and they may have had a plan to get even with them, but I was not there and I really have no idea what was going on.
Friday, the the 4th of April, I high fived Tiff in the hallway around 1 PM as lunch was ending. That week, or that year at school, I talked to the short Tiff about her guitar, skateboard, Avril Lavigne like punk goth outfits, where she lived, and I would call her sometimes, and I was going to hang out with her more, go take a walk with her, but we seem to have schedule conflicts or I was not certain if I should bend my schedule to make something work.
That Friday night, I thought about calling her but I was instead rehearsing my lines for my church play for Sunday.
On Sunday night, the 6th of April 2003, I got praise for my partially impromptu performance during the church play that I and the youth group did, at the Community Baptist Church in Hillsboro, Oregon, USA.
Monday morning, the loud-speaker announced, during the beginning of the 7:55 AM art class that I was in, that Tiffany died on Saturday, the 5th of April 2003.
I am not sure how she died.
It may have been Tylenol overdose.
It may have been drugs.
It may have been an infected scar below one of her eyes.
It may have been any of those combinations.
I encouraged people as I spoke at her funeral that year.
Around 1998, her and her family moved to Cornelius and then to Gaston, and to possible other places, which I lost contact with her as she moved out of the neighborhood, but we reunited in 2001 and me & Bill Bailey would talk to her in person or on the phone sometimes.
Tiff may have attended my high school briefly, but then went to another high school, but I think she returned for the 2nd semester, in January 2003, which means I started seeing her again at school, which put a smile to my face.
I was looking forward to the summer of 2003 where me, Bill Bailey, and Tiffany Cumbo, were going to have adventures, or at least that was what I was hoping for. I wanted to marry Tiffany when I was eight and nine years old. I drew pictures about it, but then Tiffany started having "Other Boy Friends" with friends and neighbors like Bryan (who lived next door to me, space 164), and Juya Sa, the brother of Bhakti, who also lived next door, and Bill Bailey, and others.
My mother may have heard of some typical jealousy schemes that Tiffany was cooking with her friends, instead of being in school, at Mary's Kitchen, on Tuesday, the 1st of April of 2003, the April's Fool Day holiday. Tiffany may have been mad at her current boy friend or ex, or with friends, neighbors, class-mates, enemies, and they may have had a plan to get even with them, but I was not there and I really have no idea what was going on.
Friday, the the 4th of April, I high fived Tiff in the hallway around 1 PM as lunch was ending. That week, or that year at school, I talked to the short Tiff about her guitar, skateboard, Avril Lavigne like punk goth outfits, where she lived, and I would call her sometimes, and I was going to hang out with her more, go take a walk with her, but we seem to have schedule conflicts or I was not certain if I should bend my schedule to make something work.
That Friday night, I thought about calling her but I was instead rehearsing my lines for my church play for Sunday.
On Sunday night, the 6th of April 2003, I got praise for my partially impromptu performance during the church play that I and the youth group did, at the Community Baptist Church in Hillsboro, Oregon, USA.
Monday morning, the loud-speaker announced, during the beginning of the 7:55 AM art class that I was in, that Tiffany died on Saturday, the 5th of April 2003.
I am not sure how she died.
It may have been Tylenol overdose.
It may have been drugs.
It may have been an infected scar below one of her eyes.
It may have been any of those combinations.
I encouraged people as I spoke at her funeral that year.
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