I was pretty checked out my Senior year of high school. I was in a MAJOR funk about changing schools and had minimal desire to participate. BUT, for Liz at A Belle, A Bean & A Chicago Dog I decided to dig deep within some dusty boxes to find a few photos. She's been collecting Senior photos from 'round the blogosphere and making quite a yearbook. Now, for the record, I can only be sure that two of these photos were actually from my Senior year. I *may* have cheated a bit and posted a few Junior year shots. After all, those were when I truly thought I was coolest. Whadya gonna do???
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Get it Jen! Nice choker, girl. |
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Awww, it's the Libster. And knock off Doc Marten sandals for that ass. :-) |
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Junior Prom (with my very sweetest Rayden). Baby's Breath in my hair. So natural. So timeless. |
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One of my very Bests. We rocked braces together. And rum raisin lipstick, obviously |
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My other Best. At cheer camp. Getting jiggy. I'm pretty sure there were braces involved here too. |
So, there you have it. Had I been only an ounce as cool as I thought I was in these pictures, I'd rule the world by now.
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