Nostalgia Attacks!
January 8, 2008A whole load of Pokemon and DragonBall Z cards hit me on the head the other day, as I went to open my wardrobe. Best taken as a sign that my wardrobe is a complete mess about to fall to the ground, but I took it as something much cooler. I took it as a sign that my childhood wanted a bit of interaction with who I am today.
Looking through the cards, I can’t help but feel all the memories flooding right back: going to Toys R Us for weekly “tournaments”, wearing my Ash Ketchum cap with pride, aiming to get mini badges that probably cost 50c a piece; spending all my allowance on booster packs; getting particularly excited when K-mart or Electronics Boutique had a card sale on; the joy of getting my first Charizard; waiting endlessly for Dragon Ball Z voice actors to sign my premium cards; buying folder after folder and box after to fit my ever expanding collection; entering “Kamehameha Blast-Off” competitions (probably my first theatrical experience) to win even more cards and action figures. Those were the days.
I’ll post a picture up of the cards soon. It’s funny, looking back at our childhood with such glee to those times, yet refusing to fully embrace it due to some sort of social barrier. I want to break that barrier.
