sadies. wait, didn't I graduate?

hi, hi.

so last weekend it was my old high school's sadie hawkins dance.
obviously, I didn't really care seeing as though. . . I GRADUATED ALREADY.
But the Saturday morning I got a text from my friend Veronica (who is still in high school).
Apparently her sister's sadies group had totally ditched out on her and Veronica was trying to find something for her sister and her date to do.
So I went and hung out with them all day.
It was actually pretty fun. We went to our local "old time" ice cream shop, watched glee, made shirts, had s'mores, and drove them to and from the dance.
When we got to the dance to pick up the little freshman kiddos, Veronica and I decided we wanted to go inside to see our fave teacher.
That was weird.
and a total mistake.
Going back into the high school to crash a dance, not my thing.
But anyways, Veronica and I did, in fact, get matching shirts.
Yes. Seriously.
And we took pictures.
Stop thinking this is a joke, it was real life.
and I have pictures to prove it.

The picture quality totally sucks on all of them. . .
but you get the picture. (punny)