My favorite photo I've taken from the past week:
These are my best friends from high school whom I see once a year if I'm lucky: Stephanie, Meredith, and Katie. We were inseparable. Marching band can do that to a group of silly teenage girls. We were all back in our hometown for Christmas (I'm the only lame one who actually still lives here). We found time to go "mall-walking for exercise like old people," which turned into "being obnoxious and loud in gross stores like Claire's."
We've changed and grown and separated but I can confidently say that 16-year-old-us would be proud and amazed of who we all are now.
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