If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want--good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or moritified) about what people remember about you.
O.o
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Date: 2005-11-04 10:33 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-11-04 11:02 pm (UTC)From:*adores*
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Date: 2005-11-04 10:34 pm (UTC)From:♥
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Date: 2005-11-04 11:03 pm (UTC)From:^___^
I love talking with you. Makes my night so much brighter, that little "hi!" on the pop-up box.
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Date: 2005-11-04 11:03 pm (UTC)From:Your icon is so cute. *loves Teh Sparkleeee Hair*
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:27 am (UTC)From:Ahahaha...
*whimper*
*wipes eyes* Thank you.
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Date: 2005-11-04 11:40 pm (UTC)From:And I still am excited. :D
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:46 am (UTC)From:I had no idea. I mean, I mean, what I mean is... I thought about hugging you. I did a lot, actually. Whenever I felt we were parting for the summer or the year... or that last time. But you struck me as being, well, like me and my family: not such a touchy-feely person. I wasn't sure if it would make you uncomfortable! *smacks self* I should have just done it. That last walk was so wonderful. The night air was so cool, the lights from the city like little pinpricks, and the fog in the bay... could we see Monterey that night? Somehow, I don't think so.
I had that feeling too, that maybe I wouldn't be seeing you again. But I wasn't sure what to do, and I was worried about making you uncomfortable. I shouldn't have worried.
Thank you for taking that, and all the other many walks with me. But there weren't actually that many through the campus at night. We must make time for more walks.
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:35 am (UTC)From:*compels*
The Power of Ru Compels You!
*snerk*
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Date: 2005-11-05 01:58 am (UTC)From:Thanks for that.
*adores*
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:39 am (UTC)From:O.o
Wow. I mean WOW. Thank you, coati. Thank you so much.
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:25 am (UTC)From:so many, food, busses, talking, aim, walking, japanese, and each time I try to nail something down as an especially special occasion or memory, the only thing that I can get out of it is the memory of your smile, or your laugh, or your voice. mmm..voice...so rich and deep and expressive. and that smile! bright and fun and infectios like wow...
I miss you.
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:41 am (UTC)From:(no subject)
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Date: 2005-11-05 05:11 pm (UTC)From:mmmmm.... Inu Yasha, Witch Hunter Robin and Farscape....
lol.
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Date: 2005-11-06 10:31 pm (UTC)From:Sis was so right.
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Date: 2005-11-05 05:13 pm (UTC)From:Thank you again, dear friend.
*loves*
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Date: 2005-11-06 06:13 pm (UTC)From:That's all I got.
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Date: 2005-11-09 02:12 am (UTC)From:For instance. I remember the first time we ever shared an umbrella (and you're like, that was the only time we every shared an umbrella). It was during that first real pisser of a rainstorm that quarter where we had all our classes together, and I think we hardly knew each other because I just remember us as knowing each other but not like we do now, and we had a fun conversation walking from Chinese Literature to Horror films, and you shared your umbrella cause all I had was my brand new red Santa Cruz sweatshirt, and a pair of shitacular payless shoes. So, unfortunately, by the time we got to class, I was totally soaked, my shoes squished, and we sat there and watched my sweatshirt bleed all over the floor infront of us. I wonder if the stain is still there?
GUNNY SACK GIMPS
Or remember the night you came down to visit and we stayed at the Roach Motel 6, and were kept awake by the crack addicts as we tried hard to breath through the miasma of cigarette smoke in our "non-smoking" room?
Oh, or there's the time when we went clubbing and I broke your foot. Because, quite frankly, looking back on all of it, I AM BAD LUCK TO YOU. Run from me quickly. Hide. Flee. Be making like the ants. Yay!
Did I miss anything. Oh yeah. I did miss the fact that you and Bluelittlepig were perfect foils that one night I was capping on Them! to the amusement of cute horror guy, who sat there smirking and trying to hide the fact at he was easedropping on our conversation by sort of turning his head towards Bluelittlepig and looking down. Yes, you two, trapping him there between you, and me right across from him because I'm too chickenshit to sit by boys who I might want to smell . . . Good times. See, how our good times are tainted by rain, smoke, and guys you care nothing about?
Killing us. The good times are killing us. :-D
One of these days we should have like, really good times. Times where you don't keep switching the song because you don't want me to sing. :-P
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Date: 2005-11-09 04:40 pm (UTC)From:And I DO wonder about that red stain. I really wish we could get back into that room to see it. I also wonder if they hose the place down from time to time...
Arg, I don't mind if you sing. Just, I am a radio station hopper. It's part of my genetic code or something. You should see how pissed Dad gets when we drive anywhere together.
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