MEMORIES!

Man...spotted "Ray" on Myspace and got this all goin'. Yearbook memories. Whoa trippy. Those were good days. I remember them. And they are painted so fondly in my mind. Blow my mind man. SoOo...

yearbook was:
--Break dancing in class....Raymond got on the floor and Kyle would come and spin him. Raymond letting me borrow his break video. Because I could six-step and that's it. haha
--Lyrically ill Vanessa. Too hot to handle with my sick beats, WHAT? Haha...I had a rep. And I don't even know, but it was just me spitting out rhymes that I thought of...it wasn't much freestylin'. Man, I thought I was gangsta.
--Games we used to play. Name tv shows. Name colors.
--Art projects.
--Oanh and Kim. Mary, Rachel, Danielle, Cishanie, Raymond, Kyle. I'm about to pull out a yearbook.
--Going out to "take pictures" really meaning going out and wandering around the school...wasting the period.
--BRAINSTORMING!
--Guys skateboarding. Guys playing "football." Guys playing hacky sack.
--Ladies talking talking talking the period away. Working on layouts.
--7th and 8th grade...the highlight of my days. Screw going to Disneyland...every-friggin-day in yearbook was like going to Disneyland. haha.

GOOD TIMES! and I miss it a lot. We shoulda had a camera on us 24/7 because I'd like too look back on them now. My memory's kind of rusty and can't be trusted.

In other news, just got done watching Dawn Anna, that's a good tearjerker. Real good, man. Gets me. Debra Winger is all sorts of punk rock in my book.

I gots to bounce, church in the morning.