16 May 08
Friday
I was cleaning out my bookshelf and I found a diary from about 3 years ago, when I was 15 and “in love”. It’s sad that I havn’t changed that much.
Here’s a little extract -
“Then we went back to the building and went to the relax room. Then we went upstairs. There was a door to the roof but it was locked. We went back to the relax room and like made these totally random stories. They were like -‘Once there was a guy named Marcus’ ‘He was cool.’ ’ There once was a guy named Henry’ ‘He wasn’t cool’ ‘One day he ran into a wall’ ‘That hurt him’
LOL
Reminds me of the stories chini and I used to make up and still occasioanlly do
LOL