Oh nostalgia…(:
We talked about middle school today during English class, and the only things I could think about were the lunch table and how you and I became best friends in eighth grade. That lunch table…my innocence is gone because of that damn thing. (: I still don’t eat vanilla milkshakes or hot dog. I remember those times. I actually felt loved for the first time in middle school. Finally accepted. I know that you got pissed because you just sorted out everything after elementary school. You have to admit though, it was amazing. Even though we don’t talk to Sara or Karen or Ashley or Ashlee nearly as much anymore (or at all), it was the greatest. I loved that table and no table since has lived up to that dang thing. :’) As for you and I developing our relationship…god. =) That never EVER fails to make me smile. Sitting with Heather in English talking about boys and dances and life in general, then those couple of days when Mrs. Thompson and Miss Rutton took down the divider and you and I had math/history together. Then, of course, singing and dancing in the hallways before lunch and finding pencils stuck in the ceiling. Sitting at that black table outside all the time, just gossiping and telling jokes. God. I loved middle school, even with all its drama. It was amazing. I miss it so much. I miss the people, the teachers, the classes, the memories. I miss having you 15 minutes away so we could have sleepovers during the weekends and breaks so we could stay up until 4 in the morning watching movies and TV shows that my parents wouldn’t let me watch. I miss having all of my West friends under one roof and a hallway separating us. It was literally the greatest. I would have to say that that is the period in time that I would want to revisit.
