sweet child o’mine

December 18, 2008 at 8:05 pm Leave a comment

the other day i was looking through my college year book for the first time.  do you ever notice how a lot of the same people are in all of the pictures?  i know me and my friends submitted some, but we got nil.  my picture didn’t look so good either.  after i got a look at the shots i remember i avoided submitting one to the yearbook, i figured i would look better as a question mark or whatever they do in yearbooks when there is no picture.  so i wasn’t so happy to see it there, but one thing did cheer me up.

every school has a section dedicated for messages from parents to their graduates.  i remember my mom talking it over with my aunt, they both said they would save the money and just tell us in person.  either way you do it, so wrote nice notes of encouragement and congratulation.  but one took the cake: a full 2 page ad dedication.  the student was a kid i had a few classes with so i spent a few good minutes laughing.  it was cute…but i felt his pain.  some things are better left private.

despite that awkwardness, it reminded me what it’s like to be a kid, and how i want to be one forever.  what’s not to like?  everything is taken care of for you while you get to play all day and get all excited for things like santa, birthday party gift bags, trolls, and finding waldo.  those were the days.  here’s going back to being a child for the next week!

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