Half of my friends from Primary School went to a different High School and in year 7. One of their skate friends was having a birthday party at night and invited me. We all went to skate a parking garage at night, and I was so piss scared that I faked a stomach pain until we all went home, then I think I made a miraculous recovery. I think about this all the time still and it makes my bones ache. What a little fuckhead, it would have been so sick to skate that garage at night. I think thats when those friends stopped calling me, fuckin' deserved it.
Amazing the trivial crap you hang onto like an anchor throughout your entire life.