Driving down Memory Lane

I just moved to an area not far from where I went to school from grades 7-9Th. My old stomping grounds are literally up the street. This morning I went for a drive down those old familiar streets. It was eerie seeing where my best friend at the time Tonya used to live. Still yellow. Still looks like crap. At least they added a fence. Too bad it's chain link so you can still see the house.

I drove by the *Smith's place ( *Not their real last name...:):):) Then right across from there is the boy that made me play Debbie Gibson over and over. His name was/is *Ashley. (* yes, his REAL name..) Made me remember his obsession to Michael Jackson before the whole burning nose incident.

Next door to Ashley is the girl I almost beat the living daylights out of. ( We shall call her Nicole, and make you wonder if in fact it was/is her real name.) I went to her door in fight stance and her dad answered the door,asking if I had come to play with " Nicole". So, I was stunned for a minute, and thought..." well, technically, you could consider what I wanted to do to her face playing...... But instead, I slowly nodded no, and walked away. Sucker.

A bit more down the road are the Roberts. Still there after noting name on the mailbox. Good old Roberts. How I despised Kelly, and wanted her to look like Michael Jackson after his nose incident. She was holier than thou, and her smirk made you want to slap if off regularly. But then there was her older brother who was my first kiss at 13 ( he was 16...... male slut, so was the rumor..) on my back deck, under a blue sleeping bag with sprinklers for our sound effects, and the big dipper as our witness.

There are new homes too, and our old place looks just as it did. Same sky, same dreams still in my head as back then. Maybe someday I can move forward with a few......