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Reflection...

06:10 Apr 09 2010
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I always get slightly sad when I reflect on my life, and all the people that were once like my brothers and sisters...Who have all gone their own ways now...And oh how I want to go back to the times when we would play Frisbee with the Mormon missionaries, steal nutella from the camp kitchen while smuggling bread into our bags. Or Crying like crazy and running through the Toronto Airport. Sleeping it out in any corner we could find. Walking down the street and turning the corner to see a group of your friends calling you over. Being saved from the geese who only wanted my Popsicle... letting me sit on your lap and cry about it. Running around downtown making friends with the crazy homeless people. Tying tampons to the signs during the rain at three in the morning. Stealing lawn lights for their batteries. Puddle jumping in our underwear. Walks to the Giant Cathedral at 2 am because we were bored and didn't wanna share our chocolate, Then just staying to watch the sunset from the top of the hill. Walking the ten blocks to 7 eleven for slurpees in -40 weather. Moving all the furniture around. Blowing smoke into the house. Dance parties. Playing Kings and making stupid decisions. Jumping off the porch into freaking crazy amounts of snow...and getting stuck. Walking to Narnia. Sneaking off to the cafe to eat Chocolatines. The Passion room. Singing Memphis rain over and over again to your guitar. Making Mock skor bars and hiding the in basment to eat them while watching firefly. Silly movies. Walking around the smallest hick town ever at random times of the night and talking about the universe and everything. Trying to learn how to do a cart wheel. How we used to talk for hours about every random thing that popped into our heads, and then some how coming full circle to what the conversation started at. Hiding from your mom haha. Getting Pulled over by the cops every time I got in your car. Making tree forts...Falling asleep in the field with the lady bugs and ants crawling all over us....Sometimes I wish I could go back...But I'm so excited for my future as well...


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