Senior kickoff!

After a pretty nice homecoming weekend (and we actually won! woo!) we ended it all by heading to the senior kickoff dinner, where we basically sat in a corner table (because, as we learned, we can't really be taken out in Polite Society) and entertained ourselves while listening to people talk about how we can donate money to the SCHOOL WE STILL ARE PAYING TO GO TO.

Anyway.

We decided to closet-shop each other's stash of clothing. EXCELLENT IDEA. We will defs be doing this again. Everybody just laid out all her appropriate-to-the-event clothes on a bed or couch and went to town. As you can see from the ever so handy labeling in the photo to the right, we all wound up wearing a bunch of each other's stuff.

We arrived at said dinner in our fly finery and found that Honorary Boy Roommate Sean (now with improved 20/20 vision) had picked a table in the corner. WHY. WHY, SEAN, WHY. Why would you pick a table in the corner?

In hindsight, that was a really good call on his part. To quote Alyssa as she fished some candy corn out of the centerpiece:

I feel like we're the black sheep of this school sometimes.

But we're awesome.