Its probably a good thing I'm not one of those people who are all caught up in leaving the "old me" behind, as clearly the old me is following me around and influencing my hairdressing decisions. sigh.
I do vividly recall having that Year 12 photo taken, mostly because I had pimples on my forehead in the shape of the southern cross - the stars on the Australian flag. Sadly you can't see them in that photo which is taken from our yearbook. You can see them in the original, but it is locked away and is unlikely to see the light of day unless hell happens to freeze over in the near future.
The reunion was a lot of fun. Made some wonderful connections with old classmates, swapped stories of life, careers and children, and managed to get all pissed up on two bacardi & cokes, one glass of champagne and two glasses of wine over a five hour period. I rarely drink these days, but even so, I'm totally impressed with my own complete lightweightedness.
It was a good night - despite being haunted by the awkward ghost of my adolescent self. There was a good will and camaraderie between everyone that I shall value for a long time to come.
:)
Next up is the Halloween party. Brace for photos of half cooked food - yes, the oven is still borked but Ian the oven man has promised to come on Monday - and much swearing about why the f*ck I do this to myself. Ah, its going to be an amusing week.
sigh.
1 people love me:
Wow, how lovely. Not much has changed. I can relate to everythings different but still the same. lol...most days. :)
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