12 Simple Times

Oh, the simpler times, how I miss them so.  Times when there were no deadlines to be met, no timecards to punch in, no worries in the world, just simple times.  Times when you could walk down the street and worry about getting beat up for your lunch money.  Times when the only real job we had was being a school safety patrol officer.  Times when sports took up all our time, whether playing or watching, and that was our childhood dream.  And times when birthdays were about seeing who showed up to your party at Chuckie Cheese and not about trying to get blacked out drunk and throwing up by midnight.

Times when girls that you like for some odd reason, like Samantha Deyle, didn't confuse the hell out of you by denying you like Judas but then drunk texting you mad at something you didn't do and doesn't fight the fact that deep down she actually likes you. Times when girls had cooties and the hottest older lady you knew was the one random hot english teacher, and Heather Locklear (still hot).  Times when holding hands was laughed at but at the same time you were jealous because you didn't have a cutie holding yours.

Times when school was on a draw and "color inside the lines" basis and your grade was dependent on how nice you were to everyone in the classroom.  Times when your attitude in class was measured on much Ritalin you managed to not take for that day.  Times when bands like 98 degrees and The Backstreet Boys were okay to listen to.  And times when, if you had a Playstation, you were the man.

Oh the good times, how I miss them so.  At least it's summer now and even though I have to punch in everyday for my internship, I feel it is almost those simple days.  Simple days when everyone was...happy.  I miss those days.