If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don’t speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad
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Where do I begin? The first time I saw you you were crazy... but than we have the mountains and the punchy song and dancing in the parking lot to the concerts, long nights up looking for belts and rings, and being "Princess", and watching movies, and talking, and things you say at pool halls that make you wonder what happened to the innocent horseback rider, and saying stupid things to famous people like Roberts, and you know I could make a list pretty long. You know though, I think what I love most is that I can really be myself around you, I enjoy taking 6 hour long car rides with you, even if you fall asleep and we get lost. There the special cherished times in between the big memorable events. Thanks for being there, even if we do drive each other crazy sometimes. :)
hmmm...where to start....well we could start with Florida and Ft.Lauderdale and the guys in the Ocean. Then we could talk about Chicago and Beatlefest - haha remember stalking the sound guy? and staying up all night and those drunk kids in the Atrium and the fire alarm going off and the drunk guys sleeping on the floor?haha oh good times.... Then we could talk about coming over to your house after school and cookie dough...and sometimes cookies.....that burn hahaha. And the sleepovers....and Doormat! hahaha or that time in Patrick's basement when the guys were playing pool and he said you could sit on the couch if you wanted and you said no thanks the view is fine from right here. hahhaha i about died! i think that was the first time something of that nature naturally came out of your mouth and shocked you just as much as me! haha crazy little Brit!
Re: .....beatlefnaticDecember 6 2005, 21:23:50 UTC
AHH! Beth! I was waiting for your memories! I still remember all those moments, they always make me laugh. I needed to read that now, as I'm in the middle of a bloody term paper on The Scarlet Letter. When are you coming home for break?
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Wow...I had almost forgotten
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