Remember all the times we had. Remember how we laughed and cried. Remember how we loved each other. Remember how we promised we'd always be friends, for the rest of our lives.
Remember how we all got along in preschool and kindergarten. Remember how we all played together. Remember how we ran and jumped and climbed. Remember how we raced to the swings. Remember how we figured out the perfect combination of kids to put on each side of the see-saw, so that we could all see-saw together. Remember elementary crafts, and class pets. Remember growing older and going to middle school.
Remember being too cool for see-saws. Remember walking around and talking during recess. Remember when we played sports together. Remember how we used to be best friends. Remember matball in P.E. Remember traveling to basketball games and doing ridiculous things. Remember my mom braiding everyone's hair before a game. Remember our first cell phones. Remember starting band. Remember being in choir together. Remember growing older and going to junior high.
Remember not being in the same classes with everyone all day. Remember all of our crazy teachers. Remember Ms. George, who said she didn't like us, but really did. Remember learning to type correctly in keyboarding. Remember struggling through that first year of advanced math. Remember struggling through that second year of advanced math. Remember struggling through that third year of advanced math. Remember getting a good grade in all three of those classes. Remember having to make pillows in Home Economics. Remember playing pep songs at our first football game. Remember our first pep rally. Remember traveling to volleyball games and playing Truth or Dare on the bus. Remember the first year of summer band, and the second, and third, and fourth. Remember learning to march, and our first half-time show. Remember how if felt when we won our first contest. Remember thinking about how old all the seniors were. Remember when we got our permits. Remember going to Orlando. Remember growing older and going to high school.
Remember feeling like the old kids. Remember having Mr. Sparks, and always pulling pranks on him. Remember how everyone could do all of their math because of him. Remember everything we learned from him besides math. Remember getting our driver's licenses. Remember all the things we hit with our cars. Remember all the times we complained about wearing our band uniforms. Remember all the football games we won, and lost. Remember all the band contests we went to. Remember how we always complained about English in 10th grade. Remember how we couldn't stand our Spanish teachers. Remember how we loved Mrs. Huff and Mrs. Weygandt. Remember how we drug ourselves through the Nations game. Remember how we forced ourselves to do a History Day project. Remember how we always goofed off in Study Hall. Remember all the great times we had a play rehearsal. Remember all the high notes we sang, rounds of the awkward game we played, and lines we didn't really memorize. Remember Matt Nathanson, Maroon 5, and Train. Remember going to San Antonio. Remember watching all of our friends graduate and go to college. Remember finishing our junior year with the realization that we had only one year left. Remember Drama class, and choir, and band, and English, and History, and Math.
Remember everything, because it's almost gone. Remember everything, because everything is worth remembering. Remember our friends, our boyfriends and girlfriends, our teachers. Remember all the times you did something stupid. Remember every time we got teary eyed from laughing so hard. Remember all the movie nights, the dance parties, the road trips. Remember school and all the work we did, how we thought we would explode from all the stress. Remember applying to colleges and for scholarships. Remember acceptance letters, and choosing a college. Remember our last night as high school students. Remember getting our diplomas. Remember being done, and how we felt when we accomplished that goal that we've been working toward for the past eighteen years. Remember our final moments with our friends before we become college students. Remember our last summer together. Remember everything.
Remember all the times we had. Remember how we laughed and cried. Remember how we loved each other. Remember how we promised we'd always be friends, for the rest of our lives.
Remember me.
Remember how we all got along in preschool and kindergarten. Remember how we all played together. Remember how we ran and jumped and climbed. Remember how we raced to the swings. Remember how we figured out the perfect combination of kids to put on each side of the see-saw, so that we could all see-saw together. Remember elementary crafts, and class pets. Remember growing older and going to middle school.
Remember being too cool for see-saws. Remember walking around and talking during recess. Remember when we played sports together. Remember how we used to be best friends. Remember matball in P.E. Remember traveling to basketball games and doing ridiculous things. Remember my mom braiding everyone's hair before a game. Remember our first cell phones. Remember starting band. Remember being in choir together. Remember growing older and going to junior high.
Remember not being in the same classes with everyone all day. Remember all of our crazy teachers. Remember Ms. George, who said she didn't like us, but really did. Remember learning to type correctly in keyboarding. Remember struggling through that first year of advanced math. Remember struggling through that second year of advanced math. Remember struggling through that third year of advanced math. Remember getting a good grade in all three of those classes. Remember having to make pillows in Home Economics. Remember playing pep songs at our first football game. Remember our first pep rally. Remember traveling to volleyball games and playing Truth or Dare on the bus. Remember the first year of summer band, and the second, and third, and fourth. Remember learning to march, and our first half-time show. Remember how if felt when we won our first contest. Remember thinking about how old all the seniors were. Remember when we got our permits. Remember going to Orlando. Remember growing older and going to high school.
Remember feeling like the old kids. Remember having Mr. Sparks, and always pulling pranks on him. Remember how everyone could do all of their math because of him. Remember everything we learned from him besides math. Remember getting our driver's licenses. Remember all the things we hit with our cars. Remember all the times we complained about wearing our band uniforms. Remember all the football games we won, and lost. Remember all the band contests we went to. Remember how we always complained about English in 10th grade. Remember how we couldn't stand our Spanish teachers. Remember how we loved Mrs. Huff and Mrs. Weygandt. Remember how we drug ourselves through the Nations game. Remember how we forced ourselves to do a History Day project. Remember how we always goofed off in Study Hall. Remember all the great times we had a play rehearsal. Remember all the high notes we sang, rounds of the awkward game we played, and lines we didn't really memorize. Remember Matt Nathanson, Maroon 5, and Train. Remember going to San Antonio. Remember watching all of our friends graduate and go to college. Remember finishing our junior year with the realization that we had only one year left. Remember Drama class, and choir, and band, and English, and History, and Math.
Remember everything, because it's almost gone. Remember everything, because everything is worth remembering. Remember our friends, our boyfriends and girlfriends, our teachers. Remember all the times you did something stupid. Remember every time we got teary eyed from laughing so hard. Remember all the movie nights, the dance parties, the road trips. Remember school and all the work we did, how we thought we would explode from all the stress. Remember applying to colleges and for scholarships. Remember acceptance letters, and choosing a college. Remember our last night as high school students. Remember getting our diplomas. Remember being done, and how we felt when we accomplished that goal that we've been working toward for the past eighteen years. Remember our final moments with our friends before we become college students. Remember our last summer together. Remember everything.
Remember all the times we had. Remember how we laughed and cried. Remember how we loved each other. Remember how we promised we'd always be friends, for the rest of our lives.
Remember me.
