back in the day

I shared a room with my sister. It was no fun at all.

I read day and night, until my parents took books away from me.

I watched T.V. when I had nothing better to do.

I wrote stories with happy endings, because I wanted one so badly.

I played my guitar for two and half hours everyday.

I hated my parents music.

I thought my life revolved around myspace, and being connected with my friends at all times.

I cared about what people thought about me.

I believed that best friends could last forever,
and when I was proved wrong I didn't get it.

Sometimes I look back and think of everything that's changed in my life.

Like the little things..:

I have my own room.

I only read when I have to.

I never watch T.V. unless I have a specific reason.

I don't write any more, because I'm tired of fantasizing about something that won't happen.

I hardly ever play my guitar.

I love my parents oldies. :)

I still think my life revolves around being connected to people, but only the important ones.

I could care less what people think or say about me.
I know it's not true, and so do my close friends, that's all that matters.

I still believe that best friends can last forever, but that's because I finally met one who will. iloveyoucindizzle

Life's good.

:)
and I've grown up.