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Ya ya ya Yearbook!

I finished my last page for the actual yearbook yesterday and it felt so good! It was about 2012 and the zombie apocalypse and I had a blast making it. I now know a little bit more about photoshop, but still not much. Photoshops so overwhelming, there's so many buttons!
But then I was flipping through the virtual book and man. All year I've been saying that its so sad when the yearbook comes out I won't get any surprises, because I was making it. But when I was flipping through the virtual book I got a whole new level of satisfaction. All the hard work all of us have done. Every page I looked at I remembered all the screams of frustration and the tears and pulling out of hair that came with all the pages. Man. I know its just the yearbook but I feel pretty darn accomplished.! I can't wait for the book to come out for everyone else to see!
Yearbook also kind of stole the senior superlatives from senior leadership so yesterday I was the most popular girl in the locker room because I knew who all the nominees were. It was fun to see how excited people were to be nominated! But it was also funny seeing all the eye rolls that came along with it. People are so sick of the popularity contests. The same people who had the prettiest eyes back in 5th grade still have the prettiest eyes now. That's all going to end on May 9th when we're all outta school. All the partiers and football jocks are going to be at the bottom of the food chain while the sober nerds shall take over! I am very proud to call myself a sober nerd. I had a really long discussion in physics about this all and it was cool to see I'm not the only one who thinks this is all silly.

I was watching the Voice last night, coolest show eva! And they had this little commercial that was about fashion advice and they were saying how you should mix stripes with other cute patterns and that was all the rage. I'm pretty sure they stole that from my awesome style sense, just saying. . .

I keep bugging Sammy telling him how I don't have a date for prom. His face is sooo funny he's always like, "Give me some time girl it's only the first week of March!" You think he'd know by now I'm pretty impatient :) But can you believe an awesome girl like that doesn't already have a date? Haha! :)

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