I’m begging you, I’m begging you.
I’m begging you.
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ALRIGHT.
My boyfriend’s brother’s wedding is on Friday.
I know what dress/shoes I’m going to wear, I know how I’m going to do my hair, I know how I’m going to do my nails. One small problem though… I can’t find my nail stencils. So I’m trying tape…
UPDATE
Tape kind of worked, it would have worked in a jam.
BUT I was able to find my stencils :) yayayayayayay
ehehehe, so clever and charming.
I want to start watching Community.
Does anyone have a good link to watch it? Starting with season 1?
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Here is a yearbook entry my friend Abbey wrote in my grade eleven yearbook, it brings back so many crazy memories. Abbs, if you see this.. I miss you tons.
Code- I hade to write on the same page as the young F—-ce boy. I can’t believe I am writing this looking back as a grade 12.. at grade 11. The year that we fell apart it seems. We had our hearts broken, we dropped our grades, dealt with disappointments and shed some tears. Despite it all our friendship has remained constant and our clean record of arguments stays. Grade eleven seemed to be a time that we figured out who we are and who we want to be with. Even if our future plans and goals aren’t set, we remain Wildcats through it all. As I look through the pictures I see our smiles and remember. Remember the dances, the sunburns, the loud council meetings, Katherine! I really love that the only picture of us together in the book, we have cups of tea attached to our bodies. TYPICAL. Oh, this was our year of Boys. Water Polo and having graduation sleepovers. I swear I still have a handprint on my knee from that night. I am extremelly jealous of you-having an extra year as a Westmount Wildcat. You are my best friend through it all. Hope we remember these times forever, I know I will never forget you.
I love you. xox.
Once a Wildcat, always a Wildcat.
