Know what I miss?

I miss fitting into nice clothes.
I miss sleeping in on Saturdays.
I miss summer.
I miss being niave.
I miss being pretty.
I miss thinking that I'm pretty, or at least could one day BE pretty.
I miss being mature for my age.
I miss spares with Kim.
I miss gossiping with Kim, when she knew who everyone was.
I miss thinking the world was fair.
I miss thinking a good movie was animated.
I miss channel surfing.
I miss being right all the time.
I miss lying and not getting caught.
I miss control.
I miss having a boy for a best friend.
I miss not knowing jealousy.
I miss believing everything my Sunday School teacher told me.
I miss having crushes.
I miss having a life.
I miss having no income, and not caring.
I miss the lack of responsibility that comes with youth.
I miss not caring.
I miss boys being icky and being able to kick them.
I miss thinking "crap" was a bad word.
I miss having people care about me.
I miss being emo and moody. (wait! I still am!)

I miss hanging out with Chad, Trevor, Marcus and Quincy.
I miss talking to Chad, Trevor, Marcus and Quincy individually.