Classic Memories
Today, our 6th period economics class was unfortunately interrupted by the blaring fire alarm. Of course, just like every other fire alarm, people stand up and slowly saunter down the hallway like zombies. Students can be seen yawning or mildly attempting to hold conversation over the excrutating loud...ummm..."breeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" of the fire alarm...I think that's an accurate onomatopoeia. At one point during this process, I look over to my left and spot Ashley reading a book.
Isn't the point of a fire drill to encourage alertness?
Anywho, time for something fun:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over these words 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..
My Memory - Fob
Isn't the point of a fire drill to encourage alertness?
Anywho, time for something fun:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over these words 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..
My Memory - Fob
posted by Trab at 11:26 PM
9 Comments:
=D That video made me really happy!! My memory of you...Well i was actually thinking about the "fire" in oxford at midnight that ended up being a burned out light bulb! But I guess that doesn't really count. So probably us taking the pictures outside the college gates =) That was quite amusing. Good times...
The fob finally made it to the site! yes! Memories ... ok, so I definitely just typed out a million and couldn't decide on a favorite... too many, especially from Oxford. One of my definite favorites has to be hanging our spoons on our noses and getting Vaas mad. Oh, and when Kim and I tried to make you lay on the train tracks and you refused. I was pretty annoyed then, but it cracks me up now. And "I'm definitely in the shower!" ... not sure if you remember that. ok, I'll shut up now.
when we shot that movie for english in first semsester and rode our bikes around that big tree and made your dog a great actor.. good times my man.. good times!
Oh travis... haha... where can i even begin?? lets start with our dead friend Funk in France. do u remember that? and me and gracie decided to live in a crater. Then we have oh so many fun algebra memories. "kim are you listening? travis do you get it?" And most of all, oxford. need i say more? "no noose is good noose!!" thanks for a bunch of great times!
when i read this i went straight for one of the best memories i have of you...which nicely enough is on a piece of paper because its a letter you wrote me.
"tis necessary for thee to explorest thy poem. What is the name of this peomestesisiss thouests says? tis proclaimed FOB
fob you are my fob
you are so light
you are so bright
you can do anything
you can do everything
you are mah thang'
You are o' so fun
you are o' so ooooo
you are o' so beautiful
you are mine
thank you fob
no thank you travis.
also all of our online conversations are good memories and our computer lab hang out time. "oxfords main export is wheat!" sorry this is long
I have been looking for that poem for this whole freakin' year. Thanks for solving my dilema:)
when i think of you i think of this particular look you get on your face sometimes. actually, it's alot of the time. i'll say something and your mouth is sorta open and your eyes look glazed over. and then after a few seconds you laugh or say something. it just seems like the reaction time for your face is really slow.
i also remember those two or three girls at oxford that stalked you all the time, that was really funny.
i remember being really excited to get a letter from adam and you were the first person i saw so you humored me and read it and told me what a great guy he was.
and right before we left for oxford, you posted a comment on my xanga and i was pretty impressed because i'd never really talked to you before.
there are lots, but most of them are just little glimpses that i really can't make sound intelligent.
Ha! I'm diggin' that poem! This whole "fob" thing is racking my mind. So "fob" is that lil' access key? And what does his name stand for? Or does it stand for nothing b/c the Brits can be weird like that and name things "fob". Hmmm...
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