people change still and i tried to be the same i didnt want to leave the lollipop jump rope singing hand clapping days. i wanted to be back at our elementry watching the BIG kids on the soccer field or us on the wood walk way coming out of our so called lunch room (really smelled in there)
but you still grow up and you...seperate from the people of the past and become closer with others your lost in the torment of the quickening pace of life and cant seem to remember it all but it is LIFE and no matter what we do it still goes on we experience new things and remember the old. you cant seem to slow it down enough to find the right footing and if your not lucky you might slip lose control and fall the moment when you lose control is the worst you know u made a mistake you know u cant pull your self up again without starting from the bottom but maybe its best to fall once so you wont make the same mistake again and lifes lesson it learned or stay in the same place forever while life just keeps going. i miss my barbie doll days and thinking when im older i get to go to the big kid park and leave this little one behind and soon ur park gets bigger as do you and then your park is the world full of all the insecurities and problems and then you wish just then you were on that little park again and this time you would think of the now instead of the later. you would enjoy yourself and take time to rememeber every moment that seems to come your way.
what would u do if you could go back in time i always wonder would i still care about that poor ant whom the nig boys were burning or care if i lost the skipping contest. would i instead of worry of the fact that a bomb could blow up a building or the thought of WWlll could come soon. i would hope to cry over losing the sticker instead of losing a friends life. the little things back tehn make it all something BIG and SPECIAL now. i want to be little again and never lose my friends or get slammed in the lockers as the rush to get to class is bigger. i want the security i felt when i could walk across the street by myself life is far to great a thing to waste yet even when we know that we still waste it thinking of the later instead of the now i for one will try not to and even when something is lost ill always remember what it was special for later
One of the most special things in my life was dustie she taught me so much and made me feel like something and yet i know she changed i kno that lttle blonde chubby cheeked girl is still inside of her making me feel even closer to her now i will never forget any of you my friends no matter if we arent friends now or just starting. you have made an impact and i will always love you. especially chelsie e. even if we dont talk now you were special to me and still are i kno that gr 6 girl is still in there and i kno deep down you would still cheer me on when i needed it. thnx for thinking i was good at something and thnx most of all for being my friend to u and dustie and everyone like kalie or britt b ....everyone
kendra