Like It’s 1999

In exactly 12 days, my prom date is getting married. So this is probably the last time I can do this without being scandalous:

Don’t ever tell Ra or Pammy that I just did that.

Pammy, as she lamented to me 100 times, is hiding a football under her dress or something. Ra is trying very hard to not blink. Ty’s mouth is open, so he’s probably in the middle of making some smart-ass comment to the photographer. Matt looks uncomfortable and like he is above all this nonsense, which he is. I am getting tickled. And check out sweet precious Peter!

I really love this picture… it has two of my best girlfriends in the entire world and my two very first boyfriends. And my best friend’s first boyfriend. As cheesy as it sounds, senior year was one of the best years of my life. There are certain times in life that you’ll always recall fondly and wish you could go back to. This is one of those times for me, and Ty was a big part of that.

Ty is one of my closest and favorite friends. There’s never been a time where we haven’t been cool, even when we took turns breaking up with each other. He’s one of the few friends that I’m positive will be in my life forever.

I’m really happy for him and Sara, and I can’t wait for the wedding. Yay, Ty!

And seriously, don’t ever tell Ra and Pammy about this. Ever.