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And then this...high school graduation party. Check out that hair! Braids! High school sweater! What am I, a cheerleader?
No.
I actually had super curly hair for the grad ceremony and couldn't tame it after taking out all the pins and shiny mirror things I had velcro-ed in my hair. No really.
And the grad sweater? Well...everyone else was doing it.
I wonder where that sweater went? Probably the incinerator.
P.S. We were partying in a barn on a Hutterite farm, and tradition at such parties is to pour beer all over everybody.
P.P.S Oh shit, is that a Mike's Hard Lemonade in my hand? Ha!
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Aww, you look cute!
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