I don't care how old I am, there's still nothing quite like the feeling of climbing to the top of the jungle gym and looking out at the world beneath.
I think lots of teens are like that too. Or at least the ones that I know. See, across from my high school, instead of there being an arcade or cool cafe or something, there is a playground. And it's a pretty flipping awesome one. It used to be all wooden with lots of cool hiding places and tire swings and metal slides that burnt your butt if you wore shorts, but a year or 2 ago they tore it down (*sniff*) and built a new plastic one. Which part of me is sad about (no one likes losing childhood memory sites) and the other part of me things is AWESOME. Not because of the actual playscape per se, it's not actually that great, but there's this giant rope webbish thing which is perfect for hanging out on and climbing and feeling like a ninja :).
Playgrounds are not only a great way to meet new kids to babysit, but I think everyone has a soft spot for climbing on stuff. And why not?
Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional ;).
[[Note: Comments are welcome, people! :)]]
<--I'm the one in lilac. You know, outside of the main group ;). P.S. Sal got back today. Whoop-de-freakin-doo. I'm not totally sure why i'm becoming so mad now, I guess I just thought a lot without his pretty eyes to distract me this week. And without pretty eyes to distract me I realized how pissed I am. Ah well. I'll survive. My poor pillow-slash-punching-bag might not xD.♪: "That's Just The Way We Roll" by Jonas Brothers
♫: "I Can Do Better" by Avril Lavigne
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