Never Forget’s intuition

Please Don’t Cry

Fond memories of 2006-2008

Dedicated to C.j , Tori, Timmy, and Curtis.

Since graduation is not too far away for any of us, I’ve started to think aback on all the things we have done in the last two years. Why the last two years? Well because in the last two years I have met people and experienced things that will stay with me always. Some may be a little earlier then the last two years but they are the most…. Memorable Memories, some funny, some are tear jerkers, and some you just had to be there to get what I am talking about. So here are the best of the best of my memories… (This may be a long vox.) XD

Timmy

I think I’ll start with French class with Mm. Staples. Timmy you remember these don’t you? its how we met. Actually if you remember the class decided to rude and obnoxious, and didn’t want to shut up so you took it upon yourself to yell “SHUT-UP!!!!!!” every one got quiet even Mm. Staples, and looked at you in disbelief. Here we are in this class filled with Dumb Jocks, Preppy Pageant Queens, and then there were us, the weirdos who consisted of me, you, Paul, Charity, and Ramie. Out of all of us you were the quietest, we so did not expect you to do that. I coulden’t help but laugh a the class’ dumbfounded faces, you just laughed along with me…. then there was the semester we had Brian Moore and Chet Sigmon in the class with us… do you remember this HUTT?  Given I can’t put in the thick country accent Brian has but I think I got the point across. Brian was trying to say Huit, which is the French for eight, during a game of Memory. Or when he said des-nuts for dix-neuf. I swear every time we came out of that class out sides would be hurting for laughing so hard at the two class idiots, especially when they did the shopping skit where Chet was brains hands, and Brian had a very bad French accent, or when they accidentally hit Mm. Staples in the eye with a plastic hotdog. O. 0

Then there was the time I yelled TIMMMMMMY!!!!!! ( south park voice) down the hall and everyone turned to look at me and you just smiled and waved.

Curtis

Not all my memories involve Timmy. I remember when I was first introduced to Screamo/Emo Music by a sophomore named Curtis Smith.  I have to say, when I first met Curtis I though he was a fruit cake. I think everyone did, the way he acted and all. but when we found out we had foods together, I was proven wrong. Especially when the freshman girls where practically throwing themselves at him. What could you expect with this moderately hott Emo TRYING to cook?  If you ever want a good perverted joke he is the person to go to, everything you say he could probably turn t around to make it dirty, (he had some help from me).  He was my inspiration to start drawing again, given it wasn’t very good, but I had fun with it, and the Music? Well I am listening to Atreyu right now, if that tells you anything.

Tori

Then there is Tori….. we’ve had our ups and downs, most of the ones I remember are the downs. Partially because they hurt so much, but there was some good times too. With you and your endless amounts of B/F and me threatening them at least once.   And then there was that thing with Beci ( not going there).  There was also the mall trip we had, and watching you squirm when you got your nails done. And there was the Endless MONKEYS! And the constant advise that helped me through a lot of crap. I only wish I could have helped you out a little more.

     C.j 

Then Finally Shroom A.K.A C.j . We’ve had a lot of memories haven’t we? From the bus days to last semester’s Psychology class. I could tell you everything…. almost everything.  As I think now I can think of a lot of things I couldn’t tell you, things we chose not to talk about, one of those things being our pasts. We were always pretty combatable around each other, why that was I have no idea. I don’t know any guy who has brought me to tears more then you have, especially in this year. Even as I  type this I am close to breaking down.  The thought of not being able to see you everyday is killing me.  Not being able to hear you laugh at my stupidity, or my MANY spelling mistakes, or play the stupid games we played on the bus, like Paper balls down the shirt, or the weird games of footsy, or how many times I could make you cringe by making you picture Kasey in a bathing suit  ( on a trampoline) .  This is how I will always remember you: 

Cj

You and those damn 

Twizzlers.

I don’t Know how many times I wanted to strangle you for not looking right in front of you.  You kept saying how much you wanted someone to love you, really love you, yet you could never look past the bimbos (no offence tori).  I think that’s what hurt me the most. Watching you go from girl to girl, watching as  your heart got ripped out and trampled on. I was always there, no matter how hard you pushed me away. you have to had known that.  You are the one who inspired me to write, the very first one who accepted me for me.  Even before Taylor. 

I can still remember very vividly the day we began to talk.  It was my seventh grade year. The school had been on a two hour delay, but they didn’t put it on the news until around seven o’clock and everyone was at the bus stop. After about a half an hour, everyone stated to go home.  Instead of going home I went to Taylors’ to see if they had herd anything, and you stopped me and asked me to tell Tay to bring back one of your  videogames.  It kinda caught me offhand, because I didn’t even know you could talk, better yet know one of my best friends.  how we became as good friends as we are today I don’t quiet remember. I hope you look back, if not now, maybe in five years, if you still remember me.  I hope you see what I am talking about, but I doubt you will,  you don’t have that knack of looking past the obvious.  I better go now, computers aren’t water proof.