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[21 May 2005|04:30pm] |
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To My Class of 2005...
"2002 will graduate and be gone, 2003 will party on, 2004 will think there're cool, but 2005 will ALWAYS rule"
We've got the jive
We are alive
We're the Seniors of 2005!!!
Graduations don't happen fast.
Cause I bet after 05 people will consider the past.
But deep down in their hearts they can still reminise. All the love, joy, and happiness. As we move on with our lives yes we will remember this day.
If your getting tired this not all i have to say.
Lawyers, Doctors, Policemen.
Yes, we will succeed.
So, believe me when I say in the future we will get the money. And please have faith in us and at least take us out to eat. Cause after 05, we will take over.
So, now do you believe me???
2001 will soon be gone... 2002 will carry on... 2003 will think they're cool... 2004 will never rule... But the class that is alive is the class of 2005!!!
The CLASS of 2005!
Is the best!
There isn't any contest!
As Said The Class Of 2002
But Were Excited And Alive
'Cause Were Da Class Of 2005~
When 2002 Has Graduated and gone,
2003 Will Partie On,
2004 Will Think tHere Kewl
But 2005 Will ALWAYS RULE!!!
Party Here
Party There
Rock the House
We Dont care
Keeping it real Keepin it live
Cuz we the class of 2005!
We have poise, we have class, mess w/ us and we'll kick ur ass! So start the party, drink a beer: the class of 2005 is here!
Party hardy shake that azz, drink bacardi love our class, dirty dancin sex alive, we're the class of 2005!
Party harday harass a cop, drink str8 vodka till i drop, BEER is good, SEX is free, in ur dreams but not from me! we don't do it on tape -- we do it live! we're the class of 2005!
Party hardy rocknroll, drink bacardi smoke a bowl. Doing things we won't regret, the seniors of 2005 is the best class yet!
We're the class that's crazy and wild, we're the class w/ brains & style, we're the class that's PERFECT & alive, we're the class of 2005!
We've got style, we've got class, we've got power, to kick your ass. We've got brains, we've got skill, class of 2005 is a thrill!
We're crazy, wild, we're livin it up. We drink Bacardii, the whole damn cup. Our parties are blazing, the sex is amazing, this ain't no lie, this is the class of 2005!
Dating, parties, friendship, beer, the time for us is almost here. Pep rallys, games, the prom, 2005 is the bomb!!
The ones that were never straight, mark them as the Class of '08. The ones believed to be from heaven, went down instead as the Class of '07. The ones known to get in the mix, lost their groove as the Class of '06. The ones who totally rocked the school, the ones that were just plain cool. The ones that had all of the class, the ones that if you messed with them, they'd kick your ass. The ones that kept the school alive, will always be known as the Class of '05!!
A memory lasts 4ever, and never does it die. True friends stay together and never say goodbye. We'll always be friends until the day we must die. We'll be friends forever, long after 2005.
Party hardy, rock n' roll, drink tequila, smoke a bowl. Dance all night, then take a drive, kiss that girl, and be alive. Get her hard, wear a thong, ride her good, all night long! Follow your dreams, friends forever, get it crunk, we'll stay together. Have some fun, have a blast, mess with us, we'll kick your ass! Sex is great, living large, take some risks, go take charge! Lots of memories, friends to the last, life is great, so remember the past! Kick some ass, and stay alive, we're the class of 2005!
You make friends that you think will last, but in a few years it'll be a thing of the past.
We'll be the class that keeps in touch, we all love each other way too much. Four
years in life we'll never forget, it will seem like we all just met. So keep it real and stay
alive cuz we be the class of 2005
Raise your glasses to the sky,
With hopes and dreams held high.
To the graduates I toast . . .
Here's to the friends weve lost and gained,
And to the people we'll never know by name.
Here's to the bonds weve made and the albums we've filled,
Memories may fade, but never be killed.
Here's to the phone calls filled with tears,
And the hours spent talking away our fears.
To the people we thought deserved our hearts,
Whom now we bash and rip apart.
Here's to the pictures in frames with stories to say,
That we will be sure to pack when we go away.
To the football games we have watched beneath the lights,
And our cheers and chants drifting into the night.
Here's to proms and dances,
And high school romances.
To Homecoming games,
With all the wins in our name.
Here's to the late nights we've spent cramming for tests,
And the mornings where coffee made up for our rest.
To the dances and events we took months to create,
The night before worries that came too late.
Here's to the tears we knew we'd cry,
To the people and places we say goodbye.
To the wild and bizarre things we've done,
That we will remember to be the most fun.
Here's to the letters we left unsigned,
May our identities be revealed all in due time.
To the relationships we wonder how we ever lived without,
And the crushes we look back on and laugh about.
So now it's time to place our glasses down,
Put on our caps and turn our tassels around.
Listen for our names and let them echo through,
And realize how fast these four years just flew
Copyright © 2005 MaWeeN sHiT
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