why am i so mean to my dad?

Ariel Easton Mr. Cicalese 22 January 2009 8th Grade My favorite memory was my first and last real vacation. I went to Disney world with my best friend at the time, Janet, and my parents. It was November 2004, so I was in 8th grade. I didn't choose this just becuase Disney world is the happiest place in the world, even though it is. I chose it because of the time I went, how different my life was, and the people I surrounded myself with. The vacation itself was amazing. It was only my second time being there, I felt sort of silly because I thought I was too old to really enjoy it. Being the big bad 13 year old I was. We stayed in this awesome hotel called shades of green, it was some sort of military hotel, my dad was in the national guard so we got to stay there real cheap. We only stayed a week so got up very early everyday. Went to every spot there was to go to, we couldn't miss a thing. Janet and I were allowed to run off on our own though. Our favorite was epcot, with all the different cultures. I liked the japanese and chinese sections with all the cute nick nacks and japenese floural flower things. The first real rollercoaster Janet and I ever went on was in mgm. It was the rockn roll rollercoaster or something. It was a lot of fun. I think it wasn't so scary because it was dark the entire time. The freedom we had there made us feel big kids. We had known eachother since 3rd grade, and thought we'd be best friends forever, ya know be old and mature and all that good stuff. We weren't friends for much longer after this vacation. It dwindled and finally died at some point in 9th grade. 8th grade was awesome because things really weren't that complicated. At the time of course it seemed that way. As will this whole high school thing not seem so complicated in a few years. Sometimes I just feel like I was thrown into growing up too early. With the way people around me are now. I really haven't grown up though, I am the reason for the phrase, "I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached to my body." The point is I'm not friends with Janet anymore. When I got to high school we went in completely different directions. I wouldn't say I went down the wrong path, it's just one I sometimes wish I didn't turn down. Sometimes I wish that me and her were still friends, and that I didn't stay friends with some of the people I'm still friends with from 8th grade.
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