I have a yearbook from my last year of high school that everyone I loved signed. I have no idea where that book is, nor have I looked at it in years. When it came time to think about my last year of college, it became apparent that I didn't want people to show up to my graduation, sign a book, and have me forget about it soon after. So I devised a plan to collect memories and well wishes on one of my favorite things ever. I took an old guitar of my grandfathers and turned it into my personal yearbook. Now I have a one of a kind piece of art that I will happily be able to display. It seemed fitting to use a guitar since college was the place I learned to play, and I'll enjoy this momentum for years to come.
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