What a wondie.

A secret deed. A simple act. Scared out of my mind but comforted and reassured by a dear friend, I completed the task. This reality shall go with me to the grave. So don't bother asking.

The graduation. Sometime soon I'll post the incredible photographs my brother-in-law got of my runway debut (stank face and all). Until then, Que the bomb of photos.....now.

 Dying a thousand deaths of Anticipation

 The Strut. I was a bit essited.

McCall and Ty. I'm already miss my Dance Co girls.

Daddy's little girl. 

We're both the babies of our fams, so we get along quite well.

*insert sly smile right here*

 The Mother and Father. 

They both teared up that their baby is "all growed up" as Mother puts it.

I'm still forever and always your baby girl.

 I love you the most.

 It HAD to come from somewhere! Ha. They fake it quite well.

 Dance Co presidents (old and new). I love this girl with all my heart.

 KP, Con, Laurel, Benji-babe, and myself

 High School Musical became a reality for us today.

 The Conster. Thank you for having the same music taste as I do. Thank you for being so easy to talk to and for being genuine. Thank you also, for the CD's. Love them.

 The KP. Oh my dear Kristen. I want to be more like you. You are the fiendiest of all the fiends. "Tweet that."

 My favorite people.

 The best group of fiends. (M.I.A.: Amy, Mary, Krista, Davis)

 My Miranda buddy slash twin brother Cody. You make life easier and more enjoyable. 

Never leave my life.

 Morgs. My soul sister. No need for goodbyes because we've got great plans for the near future. Plans that may or may not involve a truck and some movies and playlists and car rides and tans and all the icecream places we can imagine and country music and seeking out men. Just to name a few :)

 

My absolute fave pic of the whole day. I can't get enough of them. The last documentation of us four together. Sure we went to Boondocks, but there is nothing that will ever be the same as this moment. My homeboys. I love you.

I'll always be here to tickle your arms. or backs. or heads. 

Whatevs you please.

We found her. 

 The best looking group of friends I ever did see.

 Well, Frump Queen. We did it. We both graduated from American Fork High School with gold chords. All the flamies, all the tears and the frustrations and stresses and funny faces and laugh attacks and rounds of BKM and simultaneously saying "Amen" to the motivational kids in our English class. Times of making it the best senior year possible. They were all worth it. But you see, they're over now. Sure it isn't the end of our friendship, but we both know life is going to be so different. We're headed to different parts of the state in the fall. We'll have different lifestyles, we'll meet new people, and you may even find love in Cedar City.
 I want us to forever have hopes of ending up as the grandmas at J's shows who hand out stale gum and chocolate covered nuts and fruit snacks to strange teenage girls. And we'll look back and say, "Yep. Those girls remind me of us when we were young and thought we had it all figured out."
 Amy. We've had our ups and we have hit those unfortunate downs, but it's not over yet. I still love it when you speak that language, and we'll always be RBF's. That is, if you'll let me. I love you Ames. Thanks for being my best friend.

PF Chang's was the lunch of the day. My first time. So divine.

Boondies rocked. 

"Babe! This isn't the entrance! I work here, babe." {Quotation of KP} 

The Haunted Mine was easily my fave.

I am now an official graduate of American Fork High School, Class of 2012.

Holler at your boy.