We ordered pizza, danced to boy bands, gossiped, and put clay on our faces. These things are decidedly more fun when you aren't going through puberty.
Showing off the new plant
Let it be known- I hate hot fruit. There I said it.
We had to sneak the boys in
The hottest invite to a nursing school graduation ever.
It was way more entertaining watching these two geek out and sing all the words.Clay mask time
Dancing to Backstreet Boys while waiting for our faces to dry up