Remember when nothing had a double meaning? Kissing was nasty, boys had cooties. You were popular if you had a new toy, not if you were a jerk. People liked you if you were nice; not cool. Wearing a skirt didnt make you a slut. There was no such thing as “gay.” Your friends would always be on your side and nothing would get between you. If you were friends with a boy it didnt meant you liked him. The only thing you drank was grape juice; and smoking was disqusting. The only things that could get broken was toys and bones. Mommy was your hero. Goodbye only meant till tomorrow.. now look at your life, Its the total oppisite….and the only thing i remember was wanting to grow up.