Strange thing, last night I had a dream with my very first boyfriend (and very first EX boyfriend) Rick Rollins. I've been reading over my eighth grade journal here as of late, but I figured the dream would've happened the night I was reading - wouldn't you
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Hmm... do you think you might have been more acclimated to social environments back then because you were forced into them five days a week, seven or eight hours a day? In the adult world, you're not forced to be in a building of 2,000 kids on a regular basis.
And honestly, I don't think there's much to judge you about or laugh at you for, but considering the company we had at Morrison... well... yeah. I still remember that time in 7th grade English where Michael Wright was picking on you for some reason, but then said something along ( ... )
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Since Kindergarten things definitely became more complicated. One thing I really noticed was how Miss Woods seemed to love us as little kids but then grew to despise us as teens. Kindergarten was almost Summer... I had my share of trials and tribulations there, too, but not as many. That point up until then were a slow Fall and Winter... Winter being the longest, most cold ever at MES. Spring didn't come until high school.
Oh, sorry, I mean... okay, the main building, right? Where you turn right coming out of the principal's office, then there's the double doors on your right leading to the outdoor walk to the cafeteria? You'd walk down that awning-and-concrete path toward the gym/Mrs. Curtis hallway? Yeah. That door.
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