Jen: Well, that just means it isn't pretend anymore.
- dawson's creek
dammit, when did we grow up?
When did we stop sliding back & forth making giant waves in the bath?
(come on, who didn't do that?!)
When did we start caring about what people thought?
When did we stop playing in the dirt because it wasn't proper?
When did we start worrying about being perfect?
When did we stop thinking life was so simple, and that the world ended at the end of your street?
When did we start hurting loving?
sometimes, I hate reminiscing.
I remember when I was in grade three, and at the end of the day when it was 'pack-up time', my teacher used to play walking on sunshine and by the time the song finished, we'd have to be finished as well. I remember I knew all the words, and every time I'd be walking home with my brother, singing along.
I remember when I was in year six and I was playing Hermione in our school play, in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. It was possibly the best time of my life, I remember how professional it seemed because we were doing two performances, and there was proper lighting and sound equipment, and our goblet of fire was absolutely amazing and all technical, and I remember yelling at Ron at the Yule Ball because he accused me of fratenising with the enemy, and I remember walking down from the back of the audience at the end of the show and I remember the light applause of the previous characters, then as the three leads came out, the applause got hell louder.
what is your favourite childhood memory?