urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wanting05_3r6 rubaye rubaye 2008-02-19T13:53:54Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wanting05_3r6:852 2008-02-19T13:53:02Z 2008-02-19T13:53:54Z &nbsp;Well the content&nbsp;at the bottom is actually taken from my sister's blog, which is taken from somewhere else. Bet she doesn't know I visit her blog almost frequently.&nbsp;<br /><br /><br /><a name="cutid1"></a><div class="ljcut" text="Do you remember">Remember when "Getting High" meant swinging at the playground, <br />When "Protection" meant wearing a helmet. <br />When the worst thing you could get from boys were cooties and the worst thing you could get from girls was a cold. <br /><br />Mom was your hero and Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth. <br />Your Worst Enemies were your siblings. <br />"Race Issues" were about who ran the fastest or a game of soccer meant Malays VS Chinese <br /><br />"War" was only a card game. <br />The only "Drug" you knew was cough medicine. <br />Wearing a skirt didn't mean you were a "Slut". <br />The only thing you "Smoked" was the tires on your BMX bike. <br /><br />The only thing that would "Hurt you" were skinned knees. <br />The only thing that could be "Broken" were your toys &amp; <br />"Goodbyes" only meant until tomorrow... <br /><br />Life was so simple and carefree, but what I remember most was wanting to grow up. <br />And now, all I want is to be a kid again."&nbsp;<br /><br />- Anonymous<br /></div>&nbsp;<br /><br /><em>Should I give up <br />Or should I just keep chasing pavements <br />Even if it leads no where, <br />Or would it be a waste <br />Even if I knew my place <br />Should I leave it there. <br />Should I give up <br />Or should I just keep chasing pavements <br />Even if it leads nowhere</em>&nbsp;<p class="entry-footer">&nbsp;</p>