Memories
If you read this:
You must comment a memory of me.
It can be anything you want!
It can be good...or bad.
Just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your blog,
and see what people remember about you.
Peace.
You must comment a memory of me.
It can be anything you want!
It can be good...or bad.
Just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your blog,
and see what people remember about you.
Peace.
6 Comments:
Lets see, heading to Joel's place for the first time and while touring Portland(tilimuke cheese, Christian Palace, Abby) recorded the last survivor episode of the first season. Coming home only to find that the very last five seconds were not recorded. "The survivor is....*static*" No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why God?
Good times.
John
I have a few:
1) Being shafted on the bus by you when we were mere strangers(how rude!) ;)
2) Hearing you share your testimony at one of my first RTRs, and you even cried. It was beautiful man! :)
3) Seeing you, John and Brian -- the Korean boyzzz -- bust a move at Mindy's & Laura's place in Port Moody one evening. Good times!
From Dean
man, so many memories...lets see...
1) Always beating you in pool...the biggest confidence boost ever
2) Teaching you how to board only to find out that you are now better than me (that totally sucks)
--and now for the emotional one--
3) Watching you develop into the man you are today through Christ and hearing about all your experiences in mission work...totally admirable what you have done in the past few years bro!
We were in Toronto for the 2001 summer project and I walked into your suite. You were playing the guitar and started impromptu singing a song about me. I had to laugh, then walked out.
Sitting in Aaron Ridinger's home and talking about DNA stuff with Jeff M. and Dave M. You were playing the guitar, while Aaron was talking with the girls. I still remember your lyrics.
Aaron...
What's he doing on
The other side
Instead of hanging with us guys
And talking with us
About stuff like genetics
Why did he change
To the other side?
I still laugh. :D
I remember jobster and longins, which have actually turned out to be real things and not engrish ingredients. And I remember you pushed my parents blue van out of a ditch.
Driving in the Tracker to Calgary!
Going to that Mystery party at Sneha's in my parents subaru, and getting lost on the way home...
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