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blast from the past

i've been social networking and i have to say i've come across a few surprising things.

jaime, bless her heart (there's my southern) had a tumor on her lip(since I've known her). she dealt with so much strife and nastiness because of it yet she was a really sweet girl (tho wild, don't get me wrong, we were all wild.) and yes, she still is (a sweet girl)...

wynette was the wild child, always full of life, always tell it like it is (like me), yet she always kept her head on straight through it all. now i can say that she was probably the one girl who knew how to take it to the line, and yet not cross it. (mad props to wynette, one of my favorite friends from school)

marilyn was the "you wanna smoke my pig's ass" hippy kind of girl. her mama was an original hippy, her sister was a hippy...so marilyn was a hippy-dippy chick (and damn!!!! that girl would have looked good in a burlap sack!)...yet, she grew up and did what she had to do.

it's been fun, reconnecting with them all. as much as i hated high school, these were the people who made it "ok" ...livable.

and i'm not sure they even know that...because we were the outcasts, each and everyone of us for our own reasons..."the fat chick, the slut, the dumbass, the hippy, the freak"

still...i don't think we put such labels on ourselves then as we do now.

we all knew why we might be considered outcasts,"we're not like the popular people" which even back, in a small town, then equated to "dollars" but so what? we managed and we got by and we had fun and we pushed the limits as far as would could without getting in "serious" trouble.

i don't think "labels" in all their specificity came along until "the breakfast club"

in my day, you were popular or you weren't and if you weren't, you fit nicely into three categories...nerd, stoner or rotc.

now it seems, there are way too many labels. i wasn't in favor of labels then, and you can bet i still don't believe in them now. and even in my day, "labels" banded together at one time or another. usually it was against the "privileged few" the popular..we weren't popular and so we all know how that felt....hmmmmmm, does that remind you of something?

and while for the kids today the internet can be used as a weapon...

as for my generation...thank god for the internet, it allows us to forget the worst and remember the good. time and age usually gives you the special insight as to what is wrong and what is right.

hopefully...

lol...i just have to laugh now...and hope that evolution hasn't de-evolutionalized to the point of no return.

fingers crossed.




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