tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069431032145628221.post1820926343019738832..comments2013-08-07T08:19:32.755-05:00Comments on Little Black Dresses and Pearls: The Story Behind the Palm Tree (aka: I Hold a Grudge)Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08067845080268619932noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069431032145628221.post-53250452817811610492012-05-13T17:50:22.656-05:002012-05-13T17:50:22.656-05:00totally different if it is the principal...they we...totally different if it is the principal...they were more specialer than us ;)Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08067845080268619932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069431032145628221.post-8533081525342372602012-05-13T17:42:17.319-05:002012-05-13T17:42:17.319-05:00I felt the same way that night (and really, for th...I felt the same way that night (and really, for the entire second semester of our Senior year). While I had not tried to decorate my cap, I thought it was very silly to not allow that kind of harmless individualism on our last night of being together as a class. Incidentally, I was sitting next to the principal who pulled out his pocket knife and stabbed one of the poor beach balls to death. I had been under the impression that knives were not allowed given that this was just weeks after Columbine, but I guess I was wrong.Tiffany S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13567101083216134845noreply@blogger.com