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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

16 April 2008 Wednesday

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slated in ridiculi, memories at 02:55 PM

J: You walk fast for a girl with little legs. (says the woman who’s probably six feet tall)
me: I had to learn to keep from being trampled in middle school.
J: Hahaha
me: … It wasn’t funny at the time…

I do tend to walk faster than average. And it was funny today. But once upon a time, the trampling in middle school wasn’t funny, and it was more like being shouldered into brick hall walls, where I had been used to outdoor, wall-less hallways and apparently super-courteous fellow students.

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