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Mar 15, 2007 22:07

In eighth grade ( Read more... )

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andyofalltrades March 16 2007, 13:25:34 UTC
all talk no pleather

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anditgoeslike March 16 2007, 15:15:50 UTC
Haha, das what I was thinkin'.

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pagina_dos March 16 2007, 14:28:36 UTC
you're awesome

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nooneistalking March 16 2007, 16:00:14 UTC
hmmm, Still never had a beer huh? Good shit. This kid looks scared of you in this picture, I can tell it was not meant to be.

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iloveyouanyway March 17 2007, 07:54:01 UTC
Ahahaha, yeah, story of my life.

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hahha anonymous March 17 2007, 00:50:57 UTC
i kind of like that fact that i was there for that. i remember those red pants. i was probably pretty envious of them. and o jude. haha. i also remember singing tina turner in movie theaters...and then getting kicked out most of the time for being too loud. i kind of miss those days. nothing was really as important then. now everything seems so final. but then again maybe another 5 years down the line it wont seem important anymore. im kind of sad that 5 years down the line you may write something like this and i wont be able to say i remember that because im not there. i feel like there are no friends like the ones you make in middle school because those people are the ones who i believe really know you deep down and what you wanted before life tried to make you become realistic. oohhhh i feel all sentimental. your friend since preschool(!), -meaghan

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Re: hahha iloveyouanyway March 17 2007, 07:52:27 UTC
Oh I love you Meaghan, and I always will. You will always be in my memories, and I will always sing at the top of my lungs in public with you. When are you coming down next?? I miss you!

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kels_ho March 17 2007, 16:48:14 UTC
In eight grade I had a tremendous fear of dancing in public. But now, I tend to bust a move at any given oppurtunity.

Growing up is fun.

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