stolen from bsex, who stole it from dan, who stole it from cass ect.

[rejectsidekick]

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 in your journal. See what people remember about you.

Comments

[_drawtheline_]

OH OH I remember this one time, I had this awesome idea for what to say to this entry...and then you stole it.

[rejectsidekick]

well i was obviously going to pick that one, GOSH.

[_drawtheline_]

oh yea and that time we went downtown and I got one bacon and egg mcmuffin and I should've got two and it feels like a huge part of me is missing because of it.

[the_origin]

ONE?! fuck that ..

+ sneaking out of your house at 2am to go to coffee time ..
+ every river session..especially the crying ones.
+ throwing the tennis racket into the river
+ seeing the bunny in the forest...
+ models inc.
+ playing the little piano at the park
+ alllllll the monday mallage
+ watching WB superstar at 4am
+ strip poker in randys bathroom
+ pink skirts and crossan
+ buddah
+ *bubble* mine
+ "she plays the lungs!"
+ viva la bam
+ houseleague championships

omg, there's so many more ... too..many..memories .. ahhh.

[untildeath&past]

[the_origin]

omg, and chewy getting her collar stuck in the porch.
that one was fucking priceless. <3

[p0pscene]

skanking in pinetages, sitting on lawn chairs on the scariest treehouse ever, i guess that hot dog vendor who gave us the butts was a memory in itself outside of biggggggg D
and hopefully more memories to chose from (to come)

[tinks_a_jerk]

east sides, lol.
must i say more?
lol marley your the shit.