Chatter Box...Still.

Chatter box, this is what a lot of my teachers used to call me...even bosses...LOL! I've always loved to talk. I've always loved to be loud and the one with the big mouth...the jokester...the one that didn't care if someone didn't like it. Screw them right? Screw them is right! Who cares!

Now that I have been talking to my girl friend from high school I am getting a lot of flashbacks. We had such good times. I remember I would hang out with her at her house and she would hang out with me at my house because our parents liked us and they trusted us. Little did they know right? I used to hang out at her house alot and we would wait until her parents would go to bed and we would climb out her window, or patio window and climb over a wall and get her mom's car. We'd put it on neutral and roll it down the street and start it in the alley. Where we went, I can't remember! I know we used to hang out with friends and go to parties or her and I would just cruise around town looking for boys. She seems to remember me making her go out with me all the time. I always hugn out with the guys so it was nice to have another girl around since I was always the only chick there. We loved to have bon fires in Huntington Beach and party of course. She remembers all the guys, Andreas, Paulie, Deron and even Adolfo. She remembers one of the guys tried to pick up on her at a party but she turned him down...too hairy, say no more! lol.... She is too funny!

I'm really happy to be in touch with her again. Brings back lots of great memories!