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Feb 10, 2005 21:50

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 on your journal to see what people remember about you.

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squee_4_me February 11 2005, 05:52:12 UTC
I love how everyone's doing this now...let's see...oh man. Cutting Osbourn's class all the time to go to starbucks. Haha, and when he seperated us because we liked each other too much. Lol, that man is the hugest asshole in the world.

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aefenix February 11 2005, 06:29:49 UTC
Lol, totally, at least the fucker passed us, remember how we turned in that project like fucking two weeks late? I totally sold you out, but I had to, ya know so we could like both pass world history. High five bro.

Travis Parker

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eriph February 11 2005, 06:04:05 UTC
I remember that day in January 2004 when we went to your house, and the Stephanie's, and then Timmy and Tommy's party and you said the secret to getting you drunk was to mix alcohol with things, instead of just drinking it straight.

I also remember Courtesy when you were all dressed up and you looked like a parking valet.

You're such a cutie, Travy. I <3 you and miss you tons.

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ariastarlett February 11 2005, 07:08:26 UTC
The basketball game, where we created a scandal. "That young man transferred schools because of that young woman!!!" Shameless flirting, and cheering for H-town amidst Windsor parents. So classically us!!

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sweetagony February 14 2005, 18:28:49 UTC
Hmm. There are so many.
Geometry together-when you'd get kicked out all the time because of your loud mouth. Mr. Parnay hated you. He hated me too...havent really ever figured out why. But anyway, we had to do some math shit(i dont remember what) and you "accidentally" touched-no FONDLED my breast. You little sneak.
Or how about when your grandpa walked in on is alone in your room late at night, and you made it seem like we'd been doing naughty things.
Or all the times you'd come over to my house and we'd pig out on junk food. Your grandparents would always call and yell at you, and I believe you told your grandmother that her couch was ugly, so she started to cry.
Aww remember when we went to Sam Goodey in the mall, and got Charles' number. How cuute.
And all the things I've thrown at you, including my remote...which almost took your head off.
And right before you moved we got drunk and watched X-files.
Then you left and surprised me when you came back for my Graduation.

Call me sometime, booger. I'm missing you.

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hey! mandiesxc February 16 2005, 01:21:15 UTC
hmmmm... the first thing i remember about you was your first day in mort's class. we were reading "A Streetcar Named Desire", and you took one look at the shirtless guy on the front of the book and said, "hello, what's your name!?" it was really funny because everyone thought you were gay for about a week or so after that. hee hee.
my last memory of you, however, is watching you and quenby sing "part of your world" before you left, and you started to cry, and i remember wanting to cry, and it was so depressing! god, i'll talk to you later!

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Memories luvanhappines February 28 2005, 23:48:34 UTC
4 words "Stop Think About It."
No for reals Oakland... the game u know it was frikking great. I love you so much Travis and can't wait to see you again. Call me...758-5293

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