I’m not really sure where to start...
I guess the first time I jumped off the bridge is a fond memory and also a happy time because it reminds me off the many, many years spent just stuffing around with mates and jumping off the jetty, thousands of games of gang tiggy, fish and chips from the Co-op and back when I used to actually have an awesome tan rather than being as pale as I am now. Also the time that Hizza and I swam the channel for no reason at all.
This is in no order at all (well I suppose “random” is still a kinda of order) but I also remember a time when I was like 4 years old and I went fishing with my Pop. I don’t really remember much about that at all except him saying how we had to be quiet or we’d scare the fish away.
Keeping in with the random order I will jump back to a few months ago when Hizza and I covered Mort’s room with cartoons of penises that I drew in mspaint. That will teach him to go to his girlfriend’s birthday party… Along with that, I also remember the time we covered his room with post it notes while he was at his parents place for the weekend.
My uni results in first year were good, too. Especially since I have done so terribly since then, arguably because I spend too much time writing rants and not enough time studying. Also drinking too much probably doesn’t help. Although the time I went to an exam drunk I actually passed it (although I do not recommend this method to anyone for any reason).
Certain parts of all past relationships are good memories since they were good times. However the fact that I am no longer in any of those relationships then goes on to reminds me of why I am no longer in those relationships which are not so happy times so I guess that one is kind of a mixed bag.
Although it is not a memory yet, Paul aka rooter’s 21st will soon be a fond memory as he is having a jumping castle and a magic show which is probably one of the best things I have ever heard.
Being ahead of Benny in the medal tally is a good memory too. Although to be fair it isn’t really a memory yet (and shows no signs of ever being one!) - Because I am still in the lead.
In year 11 I was on the school cross country team and I beat Phil in the interschool cross country which was pretty good simply because it was Phil and he is so good that he didn’t even need to run at our school one because he was already on the interschool team.
Sadly I’m 21 years old and this is the best I can do at listing “happy times and fond memories”. I guess this will have to do...