so much for alzheimer's

I just cant make myself remember where i leave my keys.....datz something i really want to keep in my mind...but hey theres so much of useless data crammed up instead....like for instance...this girl who was 3 yrs senior at school in kalpakkam who btw is doing a phd too, came to my house when i was in class 7....and dat was when we used up the lil bit of carbon dioxide left in the sodamaker to mix the last drink ...which we gave her!!!!!i remember every girl's face at the coaching classes i attended ...in fact i could recognise most of them in some of their snaps!!!!i can vividly recollect the pride with which i recited the pledge at my school assembly in the first standard ...and this gave me a letter from the education officer for tamil nadu.....telling my parents how proud they shud be to have a daughter like me!!!and i guess it is stuck to the last page of the roget's thesaurus at home....i remember the story of the flying palenquin that i read in one of the tinkle comics on my journey to vizag in class 4.....and the way my friend returned 25 paise for the sweets i had given her for my bday....apparently bcz we had a fight n she hated me! the way i caught our chowkidar making out near the principal's office on sunday morning( ok prob datz a bit difficult to push out) the 10pm-4am sessions of olympiad math( ok this doesnt fit in exactly either)...and oh! the way pepe said ill beat u hollow at the quiz this time:) ..... the way i took sweets from both candidates contesting for the post of school pupil leader and didnt go to vote ( this was in class 2)...this takes the cake..i did not know how to say "i wanna use the bathroom" in german...this was when i was 2.5 yrs old and we were in Germany....and my mom taught me dat the first thing, the day she found out dat i had a serious problem at pre-school because of dat...and the guy "geli" who used to bully me when i was in pre-school....the snow white crown which i wore for the fancy dress contest there......the party where this horrid german guy kept asking me what i wanted n i almost suffocated thanks to the smell of raw meat every time he spoke......i think i have this excess supply of acetylcholine in my brain....something like the akshayapatram dat they talk of in hindu mythology....basically u remove stuff n it fills up again....an eternal supply of neurotransmitter......and the irony is dat im working on something related to alzheimer's disease.....ha....