24-Hour Cocaine Bitch

"If everyone sells 100 dollars worth of stuff, we could have our prom in Hawaii!"

I know, i'm like a floral print explosion. I should have gone with solid tights.

The usual homeroom party. Kelsey creeps.

The lesbians are here - Oh boy!

The great senior migration.

The not-so-great senior orientation

(Dis)oriented seniors.

Mr. Pisaneschi, the art instructor.

My daily bread. I live on this shit.

This is the journalism/rhetorical communications room.

Lennon is hiding in the shrubbery.

Meh.

Today we introduce the character Rob (Jacques) to our cast of players: he gave me this peace sign because "Je suis le pomme de son oeil!"

Commence lunchtime shannanigans

Rob (Jacques) tolerates my pictures.

"If it smells like fish, eat it." I lost my appetite.

All alone after changing for dance.

LOOK AT THAT GLORIOUS PIECE OF PAPER!

That's me earning a $20,500-per-year scholarship!