Here is another photo of me. The two main differences between this photo and the other photo I posted, is that I'm a girl in this picture, and it was taken in 1990, not 1978. So, in other words, this one is really me. Ahh, childhood innocence. I look pretty happy here. And why not? Junior High was still a year away, when the sadistic daily torturings would commence. Plus, I was the only girl in the 6th grade with a boyfriend. Oh, you don't know him, he goes to another school. (Which was probably a good thing, because he looked just like Paul Pfeiffer.) We would ride bikes together while he did his paper route, and later head to his place to drink soda and play Nintendo and/or read Nintendo Power. Pretty romantic stuff.
You know, I'm always getting compliments on my awesome style, and I'm sure people often wonder if I was always so incredibly fashionable. Well, here is your answer. You can't see it, but the plastic red sneaker ponytail holder affixed to my limp "side ponytail" perfectly matches my converse red high top sneakers that I was actually wearing with that outfit. Pretty sweet. I was so ridiculously proud of that outfit.
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My time in junior high is what I refer to as "The Dark Ages". They were the worst 2 years of my school career. Have you ever seen "13 Going on 30"? The main character was 13 in 1987, just like I was. The fashions were horrendous and I admit to wearing acid washed jean skirts and Coca Cola shirts.
so fuckin funny dude!!! good one good one... and for the record, i hate 5 pairs of those chuck taylors... and paul pfifer is cute now... the beast to the beauty... thats how i am too...
you and i could've been twins. seriously. nikki can verify. i'm sending you pics.
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