Do I get my lap dance now?
2002-01-14 11:22:45 (UTC)

It's never too soon.

I don't know what brings this up in my mind, but it's kind
of amusing. There's this kid named Davin and I used to
know him. That almost makes him sound like a celebrity,
and he's almost not. ha. I've known of him and thought
fondly of him since we were born, or something. It's been
roughly a milion years, give or take a few eternities.
He's eleven days older than I am, and when were were 4, we
had insane plans to get married and live happily ever
after. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going to be
a nurse. We were probably gonna be masters of karate, too,
just like the Ninja Turtles. I don't remember that much;
just that we were inseperable best friends. Then, at the
graduation of preschool, his mother decided that he'd be
better staying another year, playing with plastic
dinosaurs, and my mother decided I'd be better continuing
to kindergarten, eating paste and meeting new boys. We
lived on different sides of town, too, which means public
school dividers and boundaries would burden our
relationship. In short, he went to Manchester and I went
to South Kitsap, where we both promptly forgot the other
existed. Okay, that's not entirely true. For 10 years, in
the back of my mind, I counted down the days when I'd
become a junior, and he'd become a sophomore, and we'd both
be best friends again in the sanctity of the enormous high
school. I didn't happen to consider, however, social
cliques. There's this horrowing social order in high
school, and it's one of the most sickly droll scenes I've
ever had the pleasure of experiencing.