Thursday, July 24, 2008
Memory Tag
This sounds like an interesting game. I think I´ll try it and see how it works.
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
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That is a funny memory that I will always remember. I don't know what got into me. It did turn out well. I made a friend because of it. Okay...as for a memory about you. I have so many I am trying to think of one that really stands out. Oh yes.. I remember when we went to mormon night at the Rangers. We sat up in the stands talking and you told me that you really liked Clay. I was a little disappointed, but I was willing to let you have him. It was funny that we were always interested in the same guys. Luckily the one that I am thinking about never worked out. Because I am totally happy where I am today! Ha HA! We've had some fine times together. Are you ever going to make it back here?
Michelle....hmmm what can I think about you that is something funny. The time I took a picture of you changing for NYE dance....the time we took pics on thanksgiving night about random stuff and I think it was you who licked the lion (pretended to at least). I have to say though my favorite memory of you is when you came back from your mission and we basically just hung out at your house...see nothing to exciting about that but that's what I love about you. The ease at which I can talk to you and how great of a friend you are!
Memories memories. I love memories, they are so fun. I love the memory when you were staying at James and Rachels apt. and I had just ended a "relationship" (I use that word loosly) with Ryan HUber and we spent all night talking about it. Or the time that Erik smashed a pumpkin on your car when you were at my house and we spent all night trying to get back at him. Or the time that we put plastic wrap all over Amanda's car. And all the dances we got ready for and went to together, and all the boys that we swapped having crushes on. Growing up is great, people never apprecitate it enough while its actually happening though.
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