Ok, I thought I would join the bandwagon. Everyone's Doing It!
The rules to this are:
Put any memories you have of me and you (whoever is reading this) in the "comments".
I'm going to adapt Karissa's rule though.
1. If you read this you MUST write a memory! I don't care if you're a blogstalker and you don't know me...share about a post that made you laugh, or cry, or made you want to be a better person (hahaha)
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I remember last summer, about this time, getting a phone call from you saying that Jackson was going to be in your class. I tried so hard to hide my extreme excitement, someone had just passed away after all. I seriously cried after I got off the phone with you. I really wanted you to be Jackson's Kindergarten teacher and Cole would be in his class. I smiled just thinking about it. I know I'm a bad person!
Oh my gosh. Where to begin?? Some favorites are: you whipping me in the face with your hair every night while we slept in a petri dish in Romania, you coming over to our apartment (BDA 30) all the time wrapped up in your navy blue blanket, you in your first pair of actual pants, spilling my love-life guts to you while you listened patiently, your impression of "It Had to Be You", us both not bringing "a lot" of makeup to Iasi... You are WONDERFUL, Breanne. One of the best people I've ever known!! I love you!
I dig that you stole my ground rules...HOLLA ATCHA BOIIIIIII!!!!
Okay...memories...
making fun of kids and our BYU students in the secret room between our classrooms
swapping poop/pee stories
deciding to go to california and leaving THAT VERY NIGHT
the luau on the beach
printing off the lyrics to promiscuous girl and busting out the dance moves on long drives
one time i dropped my laundry off at your house and you folded it for me...including underwear (you said my g's looked like midget g's compared to yours)
SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE RECAPS!! (soooo glad chelsie is gone...she was such a whore)
buying matching jean capri pants at the gap outlet mall
screaming out lyrics to all the songs on your break up cd
waiting in line for 4 HOURS for tatzu at magic mountain and thinking it was TOTALLY WORTH IT!!
moving to/getting a job in your HOME TOWN!!
your sweet grandpa and his cool stories
driving on the freeway late at night and swerving to avoid hitting a fox and then you bragging about your "lazer eyes" for the rest of the trip
HOLLA!!!!!!!!!
disclaimer for those reading the comments...when lemme says "Making fun of the kids" she means the byu students, not the little kids. We love our kiddos too much to do that. :) Thanks for the memories, karissa. you crack me up!
hmm well I stumbled here... and at least used to know you... guess I'll follow the rules.
I remember a bunch of good times in high school choir Dr. Colell trips.
:P
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