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No, I lied. Today was actually very interesting.
I went rollerblading outside. Yes, in the fresh air. After going around my street twice I saw someone biking up the pathway to Palo Verde. Guess who it was.
Nevermind. Don't guess. Kameron Kameda. Oh gag.
He actually noticed me first, guess that's what happens when you rollerblade with a skirt -eyeroll-. He stopped his bike and said hi and I said hey and tried to stop but ended up stopping about 20 feet past his bike and I had to rollerblade back and yadda yadda ya. The first thing I realised to be different was his hair. It looked like an afro. I pondered to myself while he was talking why he had done that.
I wish people wouldn't change. At least not people I've known for that long. I've known Kameron since kindergarten. The people I've known since then are starting to change and develop into mature young ladies and gentlemen. And who am I? I'm just Ashley. Still the same bitch/whore/annoying/slut/moron/freak/geek/cunt/loser whatever that I've always been. I havn't changed, I havn't matured. I still act like I'm in 4th grade.
I don't want anyone to change without me. I feel like I'm the only one waving my arms saying "wait for me you guys!" and desperately tying to catch up and yet, I never quite catch up all the way because once I get close, they start moving really fast again.
I went rollerblading outside. Yes, in the fresh air. After going around my street twice I saw someone biking up the pathway to Palo Verde. Guess who it was.
Nevermind. Don't guess. Kameron Kameda. Oh gag.
He actually noticed me first, guess that's what happens when you rollerblade with a skirt -eyeroll-. He stopped his bike and said hi and I said hey and tried to stop but ended up stopping about 20 feet past his bike and I had to rollerblade back and yadda yadda ya. The first thing I realised to be different was his hair. It looked like an afro. I pondered to myself while he was talking why he had done that.
I wish people wouldn't change. At least not people I've known for that long. I've known Kameron since kindergarten. The people I've known since then are starting to change and develop into mature young ladies and gentlemen. And who am I? I'm just Ashley. Still the same bitch/whore/annoying/slut/moron/freak/geek/cunt/loser whatever that I've always been. I havn't changed, I havn't matured. I still act like I'm in 4th grade.
I don't want anyone to change without me. I feel like I'm the only one waving my arms saying "wait for me you guys!" and desperately tying to catch up and yet, I never quite catch up all the way because once I get close, they start moving really fast again.