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Why do we have to grow up?

I miss knowing nothing about the world.

I miss not caring about not knowing anything about the world.

I miss when girls had cooties.

I miss learning to write my name.

I miss going to Auntie Jossie’s house after school everyday.

I miss eating mayonnaise and ham sandwiches.

I miss watching Dragon Ball Z.

I miss having a crush on that 5th grader.

I miss running away at recess and waiting in front of her classroom just so I could see her. And getting suspended for it.

I miss clogging the toilet with toilet paper and then flushing 50 times and flooding the bathroom. And getting suspended for it.

I miss running away from school. And getting suspended for it.

I miss punching Christian Giron in the crotch. And getting suspended for it.

I miss when I punched that black kid for making fun of my friend. And then feeling terrible because he cried. And then becoming friends by playing Connect 4 together in the office.

I miss being in school plays and hiding behind the curtains.

I miss thinking Roman Brown was a genius for bringing a pillow to school.

I miss when the most difficult decision in life was choosing what color to make my giraffe.

I miss learning multiplication 2 years before I needed to learn it.

I miss learning how to write cursive.

I miss being jealous of people who brought home-lunch.

I miss wanting to sit at the cool table.

I miss wanting to marry Britney Spears.

I miss coming home crying because people at school called me fat.

I miss being best friends with Alex Ramirez.

I miss drawing and talking about dothack with Jesse Erandio.

I miss when the internet was just for games on CartoonNetwork.com.

I miss having a crush on Jennifer Saasdkfajsodfsomething.

I miss the flower I drew for her.

I miss singing with Alvaro.

I miss running around with Alice on Chinese New Years in my little traditional fucking suit thing.

I miss feeling sorry for Thesslion Koon for missing the Halloween parade.

I miss trying to make Carlos feel better during his first day of school while he cried.

I miss when the bravest thing you could do was talk to a girl.

I miss when the bravest thing you could do was jump off the slide.

I miss playing on the play structure.

I miss hide-and-seek.

I miss tag.

I miss foursquare.

I miss lava-monster.

I miss dodge-ball.

I miss begging my parents for a toy, and then not playing with it ever again after 3 days.

I miss getting wedgies from Tiffany and Colleen.

I miss thinking Johnathan was the coolest guy in the world.

I miss thinking my cousin was cool and mysterious for not talking to me.

I miss racing with our Rubik’s Cube at lunch.

I miss being one of the ‘card kids’.

I miss watching Lord of the Rings every weekend.

I miss being proud to bring my report card home to my parents.

I miss everything.

I miss wanting to grow up.

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