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Flashback Friday: Graduating

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Right now, a lot of the kids I work with at the grocery store are graduating high school. HIGH SCHOOL! This makes me feel old, very old, so I thought I’d take advantage of my writer’s block to present to you a flashback into my graduation ceremony and prom. Yay!

I graduated with a very small bunch of students. I think there was about 24 of us, with some of those kids just getting a “Okay, fine. You can graduate because we’re sick and tired of you” diploma. Not even kidding.

I was chosen out of maybe three people to be the valedictorian. Not because my grades were amazing (Because I nearly failed Math 12) but because I wrote an awesome essay on why I would be a good valedictorian. Go me!

That’s a crappy old photo of me doing my speech. What to know how terrified I was? EXTREMELY! Oh, and want to know why there’s snowflakes on the stage? Because our theme was Winter Wonderland. Hell yes! Ironic considering my hometown is a desert and it was at least 30° C outside. Pretty freaking hot for June. Oh, and that Ram on the wall is the school mascot. The Ashcroft Secondary School Rams. ASS Rams. ASS RAMS. Okay, moving on…

Prom was the day after the grad ceremonies and I spent the day getting my herr all did up. I now hate bobby pins and the taste of hairspray. My dress was big and poofy and matched the theme of our prom.

Look at how young we look! Haha, and my looking at the girls in the background, it seems that blue was a popular dress colour in 2004.

The great thing? I can still fit into my prom dress (if I suck it in and don’t breathe)!

Alright, so that concludes Flashback Friday. This weekend I’m actually heading out to Ashcroft for the annual rodeo. Yee-haw!

What was you high school grad/prom like?

It’s Wedding Season!

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Which means, I hate life.

Not that I’m anti-wedding or anything, because I love the flowers, the dresses, the party, etc., but I hate having to read/hear about everyone’s nuptial plans. It gets nauseating.

Last summer/over the years I’ve blocked people from my main news feed on Facebook just so I didn’t have to read shiz like, “OMG I FOUND THE PERFECT RED TONE FOR MY FLOWERS” or “OMGZZZZ I’M GOING TO BE MRS. (insert dude’s last name here) IN LIKKE 5 MONTHS!!!” Yeah, I know. Yeah, everyone else knows. No, not everyone wants to hear about it.

Maybe I’m bitter because last year Kyle was in a wedding party and the bride (who I was “okay” friends with”) did everything she could to make me miserable. I went with Kyle to the rehearsal and had to leave because I started crying. Maybe it was jealousy, but I couldn’t stand it. Then, the groom’s mom/the groom (and one of Kyle’s oldest friends) asked me to convert some weird Mac photo slideshow into a PC friendly version because the reception hall didn’t have a Mac friendly overheard projector. I slaved all night stressing over this ridiculously long slideshow and eventually got it working, but the bitch-whore bride didn’t even thank me. Or maybe she did, but it was definitely insincere. Blaaaah.

I wonder if this outlook of mine will change when I get to be a part of a wedding next summer. Who knows. I can picture myself standing up at the alter with the bride, bawling harder than her. Oy.

Whenever Kyle and I get engaged (which will happen after we buy a house/when Kyle finds somewhere to keep me, lol) I am going to try to completely avoid bombarding everyone with wedding details. There’s gotta be people out there who get as sick and tired as I when it comes to weddings.

Please tell me I’m not the only one.