So because I haven't blogged in forever this entry is totally bogus, but here you go!
If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you....
P.S. I stole this from Sarah
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I remember our first kiss. But I won't go into details, I'm sure you remember it, too!
I remember our first kiss too!
Actually no. But there was that time you showed up at my place on your 21st with Lyle in tow, big happy smile on your face. I was pretty sure you were about to kiss /someone/. :)
Not at that point in time, alas.
I remember when I found out that you weren't doing wind ensemble (or something or the sort) because you would have a performance on the day of my graduation. You tried to hide it so that I wouldn't know, but things like that always come up. lol You said that you'd made me a promise and nothing was going to stand in the way of you keeping it -- Myles, there's a reason you're my brother. :)
That little sound you make when I squeeze your thigh. It's soo cute!!!
Hmm...I remember a long time ago (ages it seems) making a date to play DDR with you, but we never did. That was before we really knew each other.
That sound, Sean, is the gutteral moaning of my revulsion. Call it cute if you wish.
Sean if you ever squeeze my (future)husband's thigh again I will personally make you eat bleach and die.
I remember when I first met you, the lonnnng talks we used to have on messenger before I met you for the second time, the long phone conversations and seeing you at Christmas. It used to be sort of a guarunteed thing, to see you at Christmas. It's not now, which is sad, but there are very good reasons why you can't come anymore :)
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