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When grad consistently creeps into our conversations, it makes the days of Whistler trips, little red books and "keep this forever"s seem a long time ago, let alone the days of Green Day CDs, anime posters and flower girls.
In my head, I rewind it all back, past the awkwardness of puberty and how much we've progressed. And then I start thinking, "Where did all the time go?!"
This year has been a crazy one, but one things for sure, even though my hair's a little less purple and the camera quality has bumped up a bit, this hasn't changed. And it never will change (nor will your face):

HAHAHAHAHAHA.
you can count on me like 1-2-3.