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Sonia: I know this is random, but remember when we snuck into Pioneer? Mr. McGill: "Does the office know you two are here?" Us: "Um...uh...not exactly." LOL...Most PMS students want to sneak out but only we'd be crazy enough to sneak back in once we graduate. I just thought that was funny. H ow long did we carpool together? It was like, 3 or 4 years, right? Holy poop in a bucket! Sophomore year is going to be so weird without me getting a ride with you in the morning and without me giving you a ride after school. I miss it already. Anyway, have fun at Beckman next year with Mr. McGill and all of the freaky freshmen. (Tell Chris to stick the annoying ones in a trashcan!) I'll see you around, okey dokey? Always remember, when life starts to get you down...just smile...and follow the Yellow Brick Road! |
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Anna: You're special. You will always be special. Don't ever let anyone tell you that they're special-er than you because you are the special-est person I have ever met! Anyway, isn't it freaky how we've known each other since 4th grade? We've made soooo many memories since then: A petition. Outdoor Education 2000. SOTC Project. M&Ms. Your fridge. "Oliver!" That pole in front of your house...and a whole lot more! Haha! Aren't you proud of me? I finally got Dustin to say, "You were right and I was wrong." I wish he could have said it to you too, but oh well. It's a start, right? You know what? If there's one thing I've learned in the years that we've known each other, it's that it's probably a good idea to listen to you. I hope that we'll continue to be great friends so I can continue to do random things with you, eat your sugar cubes, and annoy you by singing "Santa Fe." |
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Melissa: Oh wow...this should be interesting. Let me start by saying that you're special too. I can't say that you're special-er than Anna because I already told her that she's the special-est. But whatever. You know what? I've known you since 6th grade! Since then, you've done a great job with helping me survive middle school and helping me lose my sanity. Thanx for everything! I seriously believe that no matter where we all end up in life, we'll always have pink, purple, and blue bunnies to bring us back to our roots. You know what's great? Not only do we have bunnies, but also the following: Cheese. Pickles. Pixie Stix. Palm Trees. Mr. McGill's stapler. Sixth graders...Gosh, who knows how many pages I could fill with our inside jokes? LOL. By the way, you know what else is great? Having you as a friend. I know that I can always depend on you no matter what. I'm going to stop right now. Sorry. If I keep going, I won't have room for everyone else. But hey, remember...you're special too! |
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Faustina: REMEMBER THE AMBASTARDS! You know, I used to think that no one else was more easily amused than me, but apparently I was wrong. By the way, I still have no idea why ejection seats and "76 Trombones" amuse you so much. Well, I guess you're right...ejection seats are funny. Whatever. Anyway, thanx for being such a great friend since 6th grade. Long live Bartholemew George III! LOL that was such a nice coffin. Always remember that we are all like bananas, peanut butter, and milk. Separately, we are all great, but together, we are AWESOME. Thanks for working your magic - TWICE! Your first time with me and Christian was absolutely mindblowing! I hope I can add the same sort of spice with you and Sean. |
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Yvonne: Young Toilet! Yeah. Sorry. I still have no idea how Frosty thought of that nickname for you. Anyway, I'll miss you in the fall. But have fun with Mr. McGill again and please assure him that yes, I am still crazy. And don't worry. I'll make sure that Frosty doesn't like too many guys. As for me "breaking too many hearts", I'll have her regulate that for me. Take care and always remember sixth grade with Mr. Hatch, a.k.a. Mr. Big Butt. (I still can't believe his picture is in your scrapbook!) |
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Joey: Honestly I could easily fill up an entire website with everything I'd want to say to you. Of course, even that wouldn't ever be enough. Let me just start by saying that I'm glad that you're my best friend and so much more. You have always been there as my shoulder to cry on and I still have trouble comprehending everything you've done for me. Regardless of what you say, I still believe that I need to find a way to properly thank you for everything you've given me. I only hope to pay you back for everything you've done in our lifetimes. You're my own personal Joey Bear and I will always, always, always love you. |
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