Freshwoman. Oh, the time and hairspray that were expended to get my bangs to stand up just so.I ran with a wild bunch, though by today's standards we were probably pretty tame. I led a double life, really. At school, I was studious. On weekends, I either went to parties (either house or a keg in the woods/field) to drink and smoke with friends or slept over at a friend's house where we'd smoke, maybe drink, and stay up all night acting like idiots.
I used to smoke. I used to drink. I used to smoke, drink, and dance the hootchie-coo.
A major revelation for me happened during my government class. We each took a personal opinion quiz and I discovered that I was a closeted liberal. Quite a shock after all of the conservative cheer leading (Reagan/Bush '84!) that had gone on in my home. It's quite something to realize you have a mind and opinions of your own.
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Thanks for your kind note on my blog!
Ah, yes, I remember those days well. In 1989, I was a Junior, but I had approximately the same hair. And habits.
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