So Take The Photographs, And Still Frames In Your Mind

I got home and flopped down on my bed. Didn't even turn the lights on. I was the only one in the house and everything was just still. I opened my shades and watched as cars pass. I love this time of the year. You can just feel in the air that summer is around the corner, and yet you still can't leave the house without a sweatshirt. A few cars passed, most going way to fast for my street, and it only took a few minutes before I realized how badly of smoke I smelled. After brushing aside the fact that I smell could lead to more speculation on what really goes on when I spend hours in more room, it made me think of the Spags days. And I laid there for a really long time, with memories just flooding back to me.

Remember when we yelled at people from inside the boat?
Remember when we had to ride our bikes everywhere?
Or how about getting rides from our parents?
Remember stealing the cardboard cut out?
And our awesome Green Day concert.
How about the cowboy hat?
I'll never forget the day in the park, with the ducks.
Remeber the trips to 'The Pits'?
Or how about when we were "resturant sluts"?
How about the crazy Christmas present?
Remember how we used 'obese' on a daily basis?
And when I was going to put sticky notes on that guys car?
I still wish you had stuck your gum in that kids hair.
Remember our quote book?
I'm still slightly confused as to what that whole 'Cake' thing was...
And the text about "stopping" still makes me laugh.
Once again, thanks for shaving.
Remember how wax amused us for way longer then it should have?
And who even knows what numbers we're at, I think we left off at 66?
"Her boyfriend was into weird shit"
Remember the night we couldn't even pay to leave Bubble Island?
Or when we played Connect Four? I'm still champion...
And once again, there is no Frank
Remember figuring out the 'First Class Bathrooms'?
Or reading on the floor in the book store?
Better yet, that lady hearing us talk about "it could be hard"?
And who can forget when you got stuck in the sweater, and I had to undress you?
One of these days I will rule at tripping, PS.
And how sweet was the night we were all talking until 5?
And even though I'll never understand the rules, I won't forget that 'Snowflake' game.
Or farther back, how about when Catch Phrase was the thing to do on a Friday?
And Thursday's was what we longed for.
And when we way overused the phrase "Do It".
I loved when we would go swing, just for the hell of it.
Or the time we danced in the rain?

Some memories you just hang on to forever....

"I live for nights I'll never remember, with friends I'll never forget"