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I hate to admitt it. . . but I think I've outgrown sneaking out. Between the end of freshman year and the start of senior year, I loved sneaking out. I'd sneak out to get food. I'd sneak out to see Dave (once or twice or so.) I'd sneak out to drink. I'd sneak out to run. I'd sneak out for no reason at all, walk around and come home three hours

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[4biddenmourning]

very clever. very true, too. not that i'd know (never have i snuck out). but alas, such is life that we learn to shed so much.

[aussiediana]

I used to sneak out to go to Rams Horn. Once I snuck out to make out with my boyfriend, but that's it. How bad I was!

I have a door IN my room, that, with the way I just rearranged my room, is covered up. I can no longer use it. I used to arrange my room so that could still be put to use before, because "just in case." Now I don't even care to use it. I guess I know how you feel.

I love you hottie.

[fruitcocktailss]

I agree with you.
It takes way too much work just for nothing really.
When we were younger we didn't need a reason but now it seems pointless to sneak out just to walk around, travel to someones house, then sneak back in.
It is just much easier for me to say "hey mom I'm staying here for the night" and she doesn't question.

it is kind of disappointing when you thing about it. I haven't snuck out since a couple years ago... CJs houses when you came