What year was it?
1994ish
What were your three favorite bands or musical artists?
Pearl Jam, Letters to Cleo and Green Day.
What were your favorite clothes?
I dressed like I was going to do yard work… jeans, flannels and hiking boots. Ever hopelessly suburban, I accessorized with Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirts, bead necklaces and a copy of Thoreau’s Walden.
What was up with your hair?
It was big. I think I was always in the process of growing out a perm.
Who were your friends?
Cheryl, Mindy, Jen, Alvina, Jeff, other Jen, Beth, Marianela, Adam, Melina and Dave – people whom, with the exception of one, I have not seen in years.
Where did you work?
Bob’s Stores… that place was fun.
What did you do after school?
Worked mostly, hung out and drove around. I don’t remember doing homework. I did a lot of bullshit extracurricular activities for the benefit of my college applications so I must have put in an appearance at a few of those: tennis team, drama club, school newspaper, the short-lived Outdoors Club (where Walden came in handy), academic decathlon, and the Massachusetts Alliance Against Racism and Violence.
Did you take the bus?
Occasionally, but mostly I drove. I had to bring my dad to the train station at 6:30 a.m. in order to have the car.
Who did you have a crush on?
I had the same crush all through junior high and high school, a kid named T.J. who had gorgeous ice blue eyes.
Did you fight with your parents?
Not really, although I was pissed when they made me go to summer school for algebra.
Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on?
Eddie Vedder, Billie Joe Armstrong and Jody Reed, the runty Red Sox second baseman.
Did you smoke cigarettes?
No. I didn’t do bad stuff in high school at all. Even after senior prom all we did was drink a bunch of wine coolers.
Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack because you were too nervous to find your locker?
Ah, no. My friends and I used each other’s lockers depending on how close they were to certain classes.
Did you have a 'clique'?
Sadly, yes. My class was so small and so fragmented that you couldn’t really jump groups or be friends with everyone. Unless you were very socially courageous, you found a group and stayed in it.
Did you have "The Max" like Zach, Kelly and Slater?
No. Some people hung out at a place called Parish Park where the police would break up the crowd every ten minutes, but I never did.
Admit it, were you popular?
No. The popular people in my class were a curious mix of obnoxious clowns and student council brownies. I liked the punks and art class types who were a year or two below.
Who did you want to be just like?
I wanted to be the super-me. I wanted to be able to flip a switch and make every guy want me and make every girl want to be my best friend.
What did you want to be when you grew up?
A novelist.
Where did you think you'd be at the age you are now?
I guess married with children, but that felt so far off that it was just a probability, not something I could picture. I just remember vague, unbelievable ideas of myself having an apartment and a real job.
1994ish
What were your three favorite bands or musical artists?
Pearl Jam, Letters to Cleo and Green Day.
What were your favorite clothes?
I dressed like I was going to do yard work… jeans, flannels and hiking boots. Ever hopelessly suburban, I accessorized with Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirts, bead necklaces and a copy of Thoreau’s Walden.
What was up with your hair?
It was big. I think I was always in the process of growing out a perm.
Who were your friends?
Cheryl, Mindy, Jen, Alvina, Jeff, other Jen, Beth, Marianela, Adam, Melina and Dave – people whom, with the exception of one, I have not seen in years.
Where did you work?
Bob’s Stores… that place was fun.
What did you do after school?
Worked mostly, hung out and drove around. I don’t remember doing homework. I did a lot of bullshit extracurricular activities for the benefit of my college applications so I must have put in an appearance at a few of those: tennis team, drama club, school newspaper, the short-lived Outdoors Club (where Walden came in handy), academic decathlon, and the Massachusetts Alliance Against Racism and Violence.
Did you take the bus?
Occasionally, but mostly I drove. I had to bring my dad to the train station at 6:30 a.m. in order to have the car.
Who did you have a crush on?
I had the same crush all through junior high and high school, a kid named T.J. who had gorgeous ice blue eyes.
Did you fight with your parents?
Not really, although I was pissed when they made me go to summer school for algebra.
Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on?
Eddie Vedder, Billie Joe Armstrong and Jody Reed, the runty Red Sox second baseman.
Did you smoke cigarettes?
No. I didn’t do bad stuff in high school at all. Even after senior prom all we did was drink a bunch of wine coolers.
Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack because you were too nervous to find your locker?
Ah, no. My friends and I used each other’s lockers depending on how close they were to certain classes.
Did you have a 'clique'?
Sadly, yes. My class was so small and so fragmented that you couldn’t really jump groups or be friends with everyone. Unless you were very socially courageous, you found a group and stayed in it.
Did you have "The Max" like Zach, Kelly and Slater?
No. Some people hung out at a place called Parish Park where the police would break up the crowd every ten minutes, but I never did.
Admit it, were you popular?
No. The popular people in my class were a curious mix of obnoxious clowns and student council brownies. I liked the punks and art class types who were a year or two below.
Who did you want to be just like?
I wanted to be the super-me. I wanted to be able to flip a switch and make every guy want me and make every girl want to be my best friend.
What did you want to be when you grew up?
A novelist.
Where did you think you'd be at the age you are now?
I guess married with children, but that felt so far off that it was just a probability, not something I could picture. I just remember vague, unbelievable ideas of myself having an apartment and a real job.
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