2013-05-18 13:12:50 UTC
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I didn't think it would get as complicated as it did.
Life always takes you by surprise. Not necessarily good surprises, sometimes life is just cruel. Little things can lead you on and make you do things that you would never do normally. That's my opinion, anyway.
Little things can change you.
I never thought that the boy next door was cute. Throughout our lives, our mothers had become firm friends thus making us spend perpetual amounts of time with each other. As a baby he cried and whined and snivelled and broke my toys. I cried and whined and snivelled back, then he went and broke another one of my toys.
This carried on until primary school. He was never one of the kids with his nose always running and his butt always hanging out, but he had a spectacularly geeky haircut and always shuffled around, never loud, never quiet. Never enough for me to notice. We still had "playdates" (his mum was so old-fashioned) which was basically long intervals of formal questions and awakward silence in his room.