this is rare
maybe i'm forcing this upon myself, but i'm feeling a bit sentimental about all this graduating stuff. so here's a rare oppurtunity to see me showing my love for (some of) ursuline; in picture post form.
i was bitter that they somehow lost my quilt square (which was the flying phonograph a la neutral milk hotel cuz i'm all indie like that) but i'm over it.
ring night was the right night
and everyone got a little wasted in my basement
some more than others (ahem)
but somehow we all survived
and even though i felt like this most of the year:
...you girls cheered me up a little.
even if you were LAME and refused to let me take pictures of you.
.
even though the smell of sharpies will never leave my nose;;
...desecration of the skirts was the highlight of my life.
take a bow, we're done.