Sk8rboi.

I realized yesterday that I'm officially that nasty neighbor everyone had when growing up. I have lots of kids in my neighborhood, some that I think are adorable and some that I probably wouldn't help get up after they fell. One particular boy likes to skateboard in my driveway. This.Drives.Me.Nuts. Whats wrong with his driveway? Mine isn't especially nice, so I don't get it. I picture him falling, as he does all the time, but with his skateboard flying into the side of my currently dent free truck. So, I find myself yelling at him to get out of my driveway almost every day. Yesterday he gave me the finger and I called him a rotten little boy. A rotten little boy? Yes. That's the best I could come up with.

Whats funny to me is that starting at the age of 8 I had the worlds biggest crush on the neighbor boy who would skateboard in our other neighbors driveway. I would sit at my window and peek around the curtain and watch him and his friends (one of which is now married to my cousin, and can I tell you how embarrassed I was when he mentioned that they could see me PEEKING from my window) skate their little 11 year old hearts away. I was thought he was a God until I moved out of the house, by the way. When I was 15 I would sneak out of the house at night a lot, and we would pass each other in the alleyway. I was walking and smoking Winston butts taken from my Dad's ashtray..and he was driving. Sometimes he would give me a nod of hello, and my heart would flutter. I saw him about a year ago at my Cousin's house (the one that married his skater friend) for a party. He gave me a nod, and my heart did not flutter.

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