It’s something you don’t think about until you’re an adult, but the prospect of never again flipping through the pages of a yearbook to spot horrible candids of the most awkward versions of yourself in black and white is kinda depressing. The messages your schoolmates would write, some endearing, some vastly stupid, other hilarious all together in one place along with pictures of days gone by.
While most of the time I’m grateful to be out of the stage where I thought wearing a dress over jeans was a LOOK, I can admit that reminiscing can be fun sometimes.
So, while it’s only been a week since NACU, I thought it’d be fun to look back and build a virtual testament to our time there. In a yearbook format. And because my high school didn’t do the whole voted most likely thing and I feel like I was robbed of a formative youthful experience we’re going with that. Also I myself did not attend NACU and have no idea who these people are aside from the fact that they are dedicated airline employees… you can see where this is going…