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Senior Year of High School

Halloween Weekend


April, Jen, Ana, Me, Eileen and Clarke as the Gilligan's Island folk, the day before Halloween at Mike's party.


Clarke walking down the stairs dressed as a Christmas present with a roll of mailing tape stuck to his butt. I love this picture =) This was actual Halloween when he and I were stuck alone watching Scooby Doo movies, until we went to Safeway to visit Thomas and Clarke threw his legs into the back of the Jeep where they lived forever....

New Year's Eve, 1999 into 2000


April, Jen and Rana doing Jen's Backstreet Boys dance. Oh how I miss that....


Jen and Sarah back at Eileen's house on our stop off for yummy food.

Random...


Me in the parking lot. Taken by Kurt. I have a funny look on my face. See my car in there? And Clarke's? Aw, yay.

My 18th Birthday =)

My 18th birthday was sooo awesome. Not only did I end up getting a 4 day weekend, but I just had two great days filled with lots of great people, and my friends threw me a really awesome "surprise" party. Yay them.


The birthday greeting penguin


My specialized turning 18 birthday cake.

Morrissey Concert, ah...


Massey and I outside the alley by the 930 Club post-Morrissey-concert, right after we watched his bus drive away....

The Car of Wonder


Kurt in the Aries, just before its death. So sad. What a momentos car that was.

Senior Prom


The table from our prom dinner, drawn by various folks and telling the story of our hellish metro-trip-rain-filled-newspaper-dripping time.

THE SF QUARTET

The greatest short-lived punk rock string quartet that ever was...


The SF Quartet (Kurt, Me, Tommy and Fabiana) after our first and only performance at the last orchestra concert of the year. (At which we performed NOFX's "Freedom Like a Shopping Cart" and Smashing Pumpkins' "Disarm", with our honorary drummer Patrick) And some of us are more excited than other, hehe.


Us out in oldtown in front of the fountain, on our last night out together before Fabiana ran off to Viola camp. So sad. What greatness we were.... We shall live on in infamy.




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est. July 1998
version 2 Oct. 1999
version 3 April 2002