Saturday, September 09, 2006
I was in Minneapolis cleaning my childhood room when I came upon my high school yearbooks. I laughed and laughed at the pictures and marveled how cute everyone looked. I especially got a kick out of the written salutations – and to think these people were my friends! Here is a sample:
“You are the weirdest person I have ever met, “ wrote Sherri.
‘If you went bald, what would you talk about? “ wrote Renee. “Your hair is your life.”
"Thanks for borrowing me your curling iron at lunch," wrote Rita.
“Strange is a good word to describe you,” wrote Susie.
“I will miss you coming up to me and asking: ‘Is my hair looking thick or thin?’, wrote Darlene.
“I respect that you never care what people think of you,” wrote Bob.
“I wonder what will ever happen to someone so strange,” wrote Teresa.
“Don’t drink so much,” wrote Linda.
“You are without a doubt the strangest person I have ever met, “ wrote Kari.
“You shouldn’t use so much hairspray,” wrote Brian.
"You shouldn't wear so much makeup," wrote Pooh.
Well, it's 2006, and I'm proud to report I'm still strange. Yes, I still worry if my hair looks thick or thin, I still wear too much makeup and I still love my hairspray. The more things change, the more things stay the same.
Posted by THE ORAL REPORTER at 3:53 PM