In the summer camps I went to as a kid, they'd have a Talent Show on the last night that I always participated in. This was one of my last performances (as a student) It was a dance show where my friend Jessie (on the right) could dance and I couldn't. It was a comedy skit (as always) and was a lot of fun to do.
But the one bad thing about that night I remember was right at this moment, I ripped those jeans bad at the knee. (a sign they were seeing the last of their days) I was super upset because it was my absolute favorite pair of jeans. (Even today)
(sigh) First world problem right?
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