Friday is unseasonal.
She opened the folder, unconsciously holding her breath. The cursive font on the heavy paper was so ornate it was almost unreadable, but it trumpeted her achievement: degree, honors, name (including the middle name from her great-grandmother), complete with seal, signatures and embossing. There it was: the most expensive piece of paper she’d ever purchased.
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3 comments:
ESQ, b*tches!
;)
Congratulations!?!
She's never bought Rolling Stones tickets?
roonie et brimful: this isn't necessarily about MY life (although that would fit.
anon: HELL to the nah!
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