Time Capsule Tuesday: G'ed up from the Feet up

Well here we are, another Tuesday, another time capsule. This one will be short, because I have my last final tomorrow and am supposed to be asleep right now. Little Sister is in bed across the room and is not loving the light from my laptop.

Today's random photo from my Facebook profile is...

714! And the corresponding photo...

Oh. Wow. Hi, embarrassment, I'm Aurora. Nice to meet you.

This was CHILL camp. Grade 9. All the coolest kids in school (art school, mind you, so I use "cool" loosely here) go camping for a weekend. We bonded out of our MINDS. Tears, laughter, hugs, interpretive dance, you name it.

Each cabin had a theme, and, clearly, ours was Gangsters. Because clearly a bunch of white art-school girls from Canada are hardcore. You can't see our aluminium foil grillz in this picture, but they're there. Two of the girls in this photo grew to be my best friends in the universe. I've lost touch with the rest...but I will never forget our weekend here. I will never forget the sense of belonging I felt that weekend.

I miss Canada. I miss art school.

Sadface.

love,

me.