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I liked Jenn’s journal like this, so I figured it was a good time for me to do it…but just like her’s, there’s one for those who I know read this.
Do you Remember...
...how you thought I was so scary at rookie camp, but now you’re my Meijer/large gumball/avoding stalkers buddy?
...when you didn’t know I had water in my mouth, but you squeezed my cheeks anyways?
...when we would rub our lyres on ou faces and just scream “Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben”?
...that night we got McDonald’s with Diana and you reinacted illegal stories under that gazebba (sp.)?
...when your dad tore my side mirror off my car with his mirror right after a lady came and told me to slow down in your neighborhood?
...that walk around the neighborhood in our bare feet just getting to know eachother?
...how I just seemed to like to call you when you were brushing your teeth, for about a week straight? And the tour of Bloomfield and the DSO?
...the amazing times in the colorguard room?
...Journey?
...the short time you worked at Cottage Inn with me?
...how tired I always was in 9th grade, yet you were always there to make sure I knew how red my eyes were and how you were always there for me?
...that night when a tuba killed an audience member at a high school band concert?
...when you made me go to BW3’s with you and you ate my cheese stick?
...those 5 years next door to my annoying drums?
...Cedar Point trip wth the school and standing in line for 2 hours for the Millenium Force never seemed so long with you there?
...the wall at Wendy’s?
...that stupid curb and when we made crazy animal sounds through brass instruments?
...in 5th grade, “yea, that’s it, yea!”?
...that I miss you?
11 days....gosh!
Benny
Do you Remember...
...how you thought I was so scary at rookie camp, but now you’re my Meijer/large gumball/avoding stalkers buddy?
...when you didn’t know I had water in my mouth, but you squeezed my cheeks anyways?
...when we would rub our lyres on ou faces and just scream “Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben”?
...that night we got McDonald’s with Diana and you reinacted illegal stories under that gazebba (sp.)?
...when your dad tore my side mirror off my car with his mirror right after a lady came and told me to slow down in your neighborhood?
...that walk around the neighborhood in our bare feet just getting to know eachother?
...how I just seemed to like to call you when you were brushing your teeth, for about a week straight? And the tour of Bloomfield and the DSO?
...the amazing times in the colorguard room?
...Journey?
...the short time you worked at Cottage Inn with me?
...how tired I always was in 9th grade, yet you were always there to make sure I knew how red my eyes were and how you were always there for me?
...that night when a tuba killed an audience member at a high school band concert?
...when you made me go to BW3’s with you and you ate my cheese stick?
...those 5 years next door to my annoying drums?
...Cedar Point trip wth the school and standing in line for 2 hours for the Millenium Force never seemed so long with you there?
...the wall at Wendy’s?
...that stupid curb and when we made crazy animal sounds through brass instruments?
...in 5th grade, “yea, that’s it, yea!”?
...that I miss you?
11 days....gosh!
Benny