megs' birthdayyy.
it was megs' birthday last night.
and there was celebrating.
i hope you had a good one, lady; i love you.
beforehand, decorating the emergency rain poncho [her mom used to allllways make us pack one everywhere we went, just incase]:
party hats, pre-decoration.
i don't know if you know this...but i'm an artist.
hangin' out.
yupp.
everyone made fun of me for having an un-opened christmas popcorn bucket still...but then they fell in love with it. real fast.
i tried to put the candles in a heart shape.
the first time she blew them all out, but then we realized no one sang and she didn't make a wish...so basically we all have downs. take 2:
party hats. clearly, the best part.
i love these ladies.
in 5th grade we started the tradition of having a cake-eating contest on everyone's birthday. i don't think we've missed one yet.
intensity.
i've only been defeated once, in middle school...because maria's parents cheated. i'm a champion.
she always puts up a good fight, but we can't all be winners...sorry.
i'm going to marry this girl, for her indian money.
marty.
chrisss.
realllly with it.
best friend & roommate.
lol.
roomie love.
hahah. down for the count.
poncho's are helpful.
rickett.
none of these are probably in order.
cutest couple ever.
haha.
laughing real hard.
my sweetie. haha.
cute.
and yeah, we're best friends.
and when we drink, we're going to take a thousand pictures to remind us.
just incase you didn't see it yet.
hahaha.
??
real pissed about something, apparently.
haha.
love.
the face of serious bizness.
whacky.
my hand wasn't free. hers was. that's what friends are for.
dorks.
we've got each other.
did i put this one up already?
shortly before sean broke my wrist.
turns out they all had man crushes on each other.
wake up.
i'm good at taking pictures sometimes.
when did this picture happen?
so what if i have big feet, rickett? i'm tall. i have to, otherwise i'd fall. and in comparison to your gigantic dumbo ears, they're nothing.
just leave so i can take my pants off & pass out.
and today sean decided he'd tackle the pumpkin-porch situation.
it took several tea kettles of hot water, some swift kicks, and a screw driver.
but eventually he got it off.
p.s. for a trip down memory lane:
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