Sunday, March 30, 2008


  1. It rocked. Period.

While we were chanting + dancing + being way too close to strangers and feeling slightly violated, it sort of felt Woodstock-esque. I loved it.
We went straight to a friend's pageant after and didn't have time to change. We wiped off our faces and ended up looking like we had just finished raking a baseball diamond, but it was important for us to support her, 1st Attendant, two years running. Congrats to her.

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