Class of 1988

I am still surviving the NASCAR off season.  It is amazing how much work around my house I have been able to accomplish.  Who knew how productive I could be?

I consider myself a youngin’.  There are days, like today, where I feel older than I am, but for the most part I am young.  Until the one day you run smack dab into the reality that you are getting old.

I was getting my hair done last weekend.  I do this to (1) start of the new year and (2) to cover up that pesky gray hair that has decided to take root.  While waiting for my stylist to “mix up” everything I heard it.  It was the worst sound I had heard in a long time.  What was it you ask?  It was my senior prom song.  UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It already felt like I was back in high school because they were playing the 80s channel, but damn…why THAT song.  What song was it you ask?  It was Starship’s (aka Jefferson Airplane, a Jefferson Starship) “Nothin’s Gonna Stop Us”.  If you have seen the movie “Mannequin” then you know what song I am talking about.  Let me say, this song WAS NOT chosen by our class.  We were more into Pink Floyd.  But at our school the Junior class plans the Junior/Senior prom down to every last detail.  Of course the junior class didn’t like our class and vice versa.  There were definitely some deep rooted hatred going on.

I still can’t believe it will be 20 years this May since I walked the halls of Podunk high.  I had no idea 20 years would go by so fast.  I went to the 10 year reunion and well, it was just like it was in high school.  Nothing had changed.  Sure we were all a little older, some were married and had kids, but for the most part none of us had really changed.

I went to a small school.  My graduating class had 20 people (small compared to the norm of 30-40 in a class) in it and most of them had known each other since elementary school or were related to each other in some form or fashion.  I was a sophomore when I started at Podunk High.

I am a totally different person than I was in high school and I would love to show those people I was worth getting to know.  But why bother?

Then of course there was HIM–Heartbreak Kid.  He could flash that smile and it was all over with.  I hated him at times and loved him the next.  I thought he hung the moon.

 

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