So finally my baby sister has graduated. I cried so much. I cried on my way to the school, I cried at the school, I cried on my way from school, I cried at the office, I cried in the car… Lets just say I cried A LOT that day. It seems like it was yesterday she was this little girl with big cheeks, walking on her toes, spilling juice all over herself and eating everything with ketchup (yes, even soup). Now shes all grown up and shes going to uni in the fall. I felt so proud watching her on that stage. I was wondering if she had realised that that day would be one of the best and most memorable days in her life. Time goes too quick. I cant believe I graduated TWO YEARS AGO! Oh and speaking of the devil, shes her now because Im taking her out for lunch before she leaves for barcelona.