"You'll look like a waffle."
-Bud Jenkins, on what will happen if we fail to hang up our graduation robes tonight to let the wrinkles settle out.
I think that anyone who says anything with the word "waffle" is just destined to sound funny. And Bud is destined to be a goofy guy no matter what.
Today was fun, graduation practice. We stand aphabetically, which is nice, since we do it so often that I have bonds with a lot of the people who are alphabetically close to me. Like Brooke, it seems like we've been next to eachother a lot lately.
After, we picked up the robes, which is always confusing, but not too bad. Then the barbeque, where people kept loading lots and lots of food that I really didn't feel like eating onto my plate. But we got lots of photos, that was nice. End of year photos, man. And yearbooks. I am so yearbooked out.
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