Day 82
Sometimes I wish I was young again - no responsibilities, no bills to pay, nothing to worry about 'cept what I was wearing to school and if my homework was done. Then there were those sleepovers...some of them were pretty fantastic. I remember the weekends that Amy N. and I would spend one night at her house and one night at mine. Or when we moved "up there" spending the night at Lisa's or Kris's and staying up all night talking and being stupid. Now, for the most part, staying up until midnight is nothing short of a miracle.
This would be the result of one of those types of sleepovers. She spent the night at a friend's for said friend's birthday party. This gaggle of girls stayed up until some assanine hour in the morning (like 4 or 5). She then informed me she would be taking a nap before the birthday party we had to attend that day. She wasn't kidding - she ended up taking an almost 4 hour nap. She managed to stay awake for the party we had to go to and then crashed when we went to hang with the crew. Poor thing. She had fun though - and it made me miss those days. Can I get those back?
Sometimes I wish I was young again - no responsibilities, no bills to pay, nothing to worry about 'cept what I was wearing to school and if my homework was done. Then there were those sleepovers...some of them were pretty fantastic. I remember the weekends that Amy N. and I would spend one night at her house and one night at mine. Or when we moved "up there" spending the night at Lisa's or Kris's and staying up all night talking and being stupid. Now, for the most part, staying up until midnight is nothing short of a miracle.
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