i know you won't do this...

[jemma]

if you read this, even if we dont speak 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; see what people remember about you.

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[themirandagirl]

Remember that time we all went to Tijuana and you made us get in a car accident because you were hitting on the driver (who was Jewish, natch!) but like, literally with the hitting so then we had to stay in a dingy motel and I was all pouty and my boyfriend was all broody and then I was all over-dosey but that was okay because you totally sprung me from the hospital. That was awesome.

[jemma]

trust you to ruin a perfectly good chance to reminisce about how awesome i am...

[themirandagirl]

It would take an ESSAY to answer this entry.

The first things I thought of, because I am currently in a dark dark place hello Joel you bastard, were all bad things that have happened to you and I didn't think it'd be fair to drag you down to my current levels of misery and remind you of them. Then I thought of some really cool things that at a second glance, were (sing it with me!) REALLY JUST ALL ABOUT ME. And then I rememberd some super funny stuff but it happened a long time ago and I was worried you'd accuse me of making shit up.

How about that time we learnt Howard Hughes was a visionary? A VISIONARY I TELL YOU. You know, that time two nights ago? Oh yeah.

[jemma]

ah the memories, seems like forever ago...

[themirandagirl]

*weeps* Those were simpler times.

[jemma]

before his betrayal. the dog.