Comments | riotinmysoul: do it..

riotinmysoul

do it..

Feb 06, 2005 23:54

"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 to your journal to see what people remember about you ( Read more... )

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shamrockchic214 February 7 2005, 06:03:51 UTC

My memory of you is the first time I ever met you. I came down to visit Heather at Cap, and we went to the Good Charlotte/Mest/Movielife show where I met you, and Mike and the girl whose name I cannot remember...

It's not the only memory I have of you, but it is the first...

PS: Add my new name my_venus_55 to your friends list so that I can comment with that name in your journal!!! ♥

i'm shouting out a song for you sleepysarah February 7 2005, 07:24:24 UTC

i have many many memories of you, my dear christian...

..meeting you in the girls bathroom of taplin; watching leanne's grandpa take apart her bed and playing with your ringtones; then sitting under the half constructed bed as leanne put it together (we suck at building beds); the bad ihop experiance; keeping in touch over summer ;) ; driving around looking for a movie and then ending up spending hours at arabica; all the fun times in the apartment; i know there are more and there's so much more to all of these memories but i don't want to spoil them by forcing it all into a little comment in your journal. you should come over and see me, i don't see you nearly enough these days! i think that you, me, and steph are long overdue for a sleepover/movie night, dont you think?

give me a call whenever you have some free time,
♥
Rah

lezpez February 7 2005, 16:35:57 UTC

Ok...One time I wrote in my journal that I needed to get some, and you said me too. It is a good memory...

sleepysarah February 8 2005, 18:03:25 UTC

HAHAHAHA!!!

i fucking love you so fucking much.

blumerryweather February 8 2005, 17:00:46 UTC

well....hmm....
i remember numerous times when i would see you walking around taplin with your pj pants on....me being like..why is there a big boy i have never seen before in our bathroom. also...sitting on the floot in cristine's room, whatching everyone drink.. yeah you were there. you were drinking wine. i think thats the first time we had a conversation.....