Nostalgia

I think I was tagged in this gem last year but promptly untagged. Now I'm somewhat less embarrassed and feeling nostalgic about it.

So this picture was taken in 8th grade, I was 12 or 13. I had highlights, and it looks like I just took out French braids. NICE. I had every class with these gals and we were wildly inappropriate at all times. What comes to mind now is the 8 foot cock we pretended to keep under our desks (that would occasionally attack) named Oscar. Also making fun of hovercrafts and Mr. Thompson's ears in shop class with Devan. No wonder I failed that one. 

This taken in the locker room. Marissa and I are trying to do James Bond, Devan is just shooting herself in the face and Anna is...doing karate.