Some Family History and Movie Quotes

I love movie quotes, or any quotes for that matter. That's why I have so damn amny of them. I also learned some interesting stuff about my family. Not that boring either. And I think pugs are so cute...I just passed two littlke ones on my way back to school from Sue's. They're so funny! Anyway, they put the Original skittles in the snack machine for once---the original is the only really good kind. And do you know anybody besides me who wears (or can wear) 10 rings on three fingers? But yeah, my family. My grandma, I found out, was on the Carpathia or whatever ship it was that came by after the Titanic sunk, and rescued the rest of the people, when she was a little girl. She also was a teenager during the Roaring 20's, as we are studying now. So she's 95 now. She was an immigrant girl, from Armenia. She was beat up, when she came to America. I'm glad I wasn't the only one. It's interesting to think about a 95 year old lady being beat up as a young girl. I saw a picture of her when she was a teenager, and she was really pretty. She also raised three kids by herself. She got a lot of shit for being an immigrant and being poor. Her teachers were assholes to her half the time because she didn;t speak english and couldn;t understand things as fast, and was also a poor immigrant girl. But, she was lucky yo be here. Me too. My grandma's uncle, knwon as Uncle Haig, the hero of the family, is who I look the most like. Apparently, as everyone says, I'm the only one in the family who looks the most like him. I have his dark hair and dark thick eyebrows, and similar eyes, that are deep and dark. So, now, instead of thinking of myself as having boring brown hair and eyes, I have the similar looks as the hero of the family. He's known as the hero. We have his picture and the town that he saved many people in, which are some damn old pictures. Uncle Haig knew that the Turks were coming, so he warned as many people as he could, and helped transport them to the mountains. He took my grandma and somebody else who was a kid, put them in sacks on either side of a donkey or horse (can't remember which) and rid it up to the mountains. And when they came back to the town a few days later, everybody who was left in the town, was dead and had been killed. Uncle Haig saved a whole lot of people, even if they weren't related to our family. Then I heard that my grandma's grandma was killed by the Turks. The worse part, was though, that her daughter (my grandma's mom) had witnessed her mother's death. The Turks (Turkish in case you were wondering), took the mother and daughter, and threw the mother down between these two cliffs, with a river at the bottom. A crevice? Hard to explain, but you kinda get what it was-two sharp cliffs near eahcother with a river between them at the bottom. Anyway, they threw her down it and her daughter watched her mother's death. Can you imagine? Watching your mother being thrown down this thing and hitting these sharp rocks and being dead before she hits the water? And then watching her body being washed away? My god. That's all my dad told me. The daughter survived and I don't know about the husband. That would be my dad's grandpa I think? But yeah, these are just bits and pieces of information I got from overhearing conversations and selective hearing from when people are talking to me and so, there you have it. I thought it was interesting. Sad, but hey. It makes me appreciate my family a lot more, than a bunch of crazy old people that are Armenian. Do you know about the Armenian holocaust? I don't know too much about it, but i heard about it. And Armenians wear a lot of black for some custom...when they start to go through menopause I think, they start to wear a lot of black. Or they just wear a lot of black in general, which could explain why I do, too. Haha, yeah right, like wearing black is genetic. Well, I'm gunna go now. See ya.