a desert fete

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So, better late than never? Gradation was, of course, a whirlwind.  I should have known.   The friday before was a gallery exhibit of our thesis work. Afterward we went out for a late dinner. Then we all woke early and trekked to the Salk. Because of things beyond our control, neither my mom or my dad were able to come to the gradation.  Pretty crazy, but I was surrounded by many well loved non parental friends and family type.

 

me or ben?

bff's

This girl on the left? I have known her longest of all.  She was planning on coming down from Portland for the graduation weekend, but waited too long, and plane tickets got too expensive. 

Imagine my surprise when I am standing outside the packed gallery at my school, talking to the door guy [student volunteer] when I see her shining face hanging out of a beat up old volvo wagon not ten feet from me.  I looked and though, "oh, there's scarlett" then "no, scarlett is in portland" and so on and so forth until I thought, during the subsequent squealing and shreiking coming from both sides "what?!? did she hitchhike a ride down with some crazy hippie?" [she didn't...] turns out after our last phone convo she was especially bummed not to make it down.  we were both going so some pretty hard stuff, and she figured we needed this especially for it, so she surprised me! It was just too much.  [The one on the right, she is the equally devoted local bff]

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My [partial] entourage.

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Don't worry. Parents were represented. Ben Left's mom & my dad's girl.  [Think they planned their matching colors?]

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Me & my sweetie.  [ps bangs+grad cap+ humidity=bad news]

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headband in action.

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sweetie snapping pics.

Me

the second friend who came all the way from Portland!

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Sister, bored as per usual.  [really, can't blame her]

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And of course, the architecture.  

Next, the party.