CRAZY!!!!!
So...I got on myspace a minute ago and it said I had a new message. I didn't totally recognize the picture but when I read the subject (long long time ago) I knew exactly who it was. It was this kid named Darren who moved away after maybe the 3rd grade. He was the kid that I always used to pretend I was married to in kindergarten (or Montessori as us St. Agatha folk would call it) and he was the kid that I used to carpool home with. It was crazy how much strange stuff I remembered when I saw his picture. Of course he's like six feet tall now and in my mind he's still no taller than 4. I remembered how his crazy dalmatian used to jump in our car when my dad would drive us home and I would freak out. haha. GOOD TIMES! I miss elementary school! :-(
You should remember him George.
And you should also come home every now and then.
Don't drive when you're uber tired though.
You should remember him George.
And you should also come home every now and then.
Don't drive when you're uber tired though.