YOU GUYS!
I'm FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's right. I'm an American with a passport, finally! (The passport is the new possession, not the citizenship.)
Thanks for the graduation present, Mom. I always wanted a passport, even though I've never had a reason to get one.
And my picture is so cute. I don't say that often, because I'm not very photogenic. Really, I'm not being modest. My sister Jaycey loves me so much, but even she gives up when trying to take a good picture of me, and she feels embarrassed when she looks at photos of me. Don't worry though, she's not harsh when she tells me so. She says I'm much better in real life, and she just doesn't understand what goes wrong in my photos. Good luck if I get bridals, right? Pray for the photographer, if that day should ever arrive.
And yes, I'm up late. I'm trying to fall tired so I can fall asleep.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
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2 comments:
having a passport is like having an escape pod handy. My passport is one of my most loving possessions made of paper with my picture on it.
My photo is disgusting of course.
But I have a stamp in it!! I went to England four years ago, almost to the day.
Use yours soon!!
alrighty...that's a go for me...so heads up to you and your sisters...
(send me a picture of your picture!)
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