Senior Class of '84
I had the BEST TIME. It was just so much fun. It was so great seeing people, and everyone just looked really, really good. Since I had been working on making all those name tags for everyone with their senior portraits on them, I was even able to recognize just about everyone.
The best part was when 1984's "Most Handsome" S.L. - who I had a huge crush on our entire senior year - says to me, "Damn! You did not look like this in high school!" He kept trying to get me to take pictures with him. Heh heh heh.
I was given the "Still Got It After 20 Years" award along with S.D. - who was always cute & popular and looked awesome! I thought she was the best looking girl there. I was just glad that damn cheerleader J.R. didn't get it! Heh heh heh.
I know a couple of you asked about which dress I chose. I was going to post a picture of it, but I didn't seem to get any shots of myself??? I'll have to wait for someone to email me one. Anyway...it was the pink one. I really, really liked the tangerine one, but it just did not fit me right. I even ordered a SECOND one in a different size. The pink one looked better so we went with that. I got a lot of compliments on it, which is not surprising, considering every girl there had on a black dress, black hose and black pumps. WTF??? It's the middle of July in mississippi, and you're wearing PANTY HOSE???
The hardest people to recognize after all these years are the ones that gained just a ton of weight. I never realized how much that changes the way you look. I guess there were two people that I actually had to ask, "who is that?"
Several people who'd always been a little on the heavy side as teenagers had lost weight and looked really amazing. Funny, I always thought P.E. was about my height. She actually seemed a lot taller without those extra pounds.
Several folks that still live in town didn't show up at all, and I was a little disappointed by that. Even if you think that you don't want to see anyone, someone may want to see YOU. And please - staying home b/c of petty fueds that happened a lifetime ago? That's just ridiculous.
L.A. - our senior class president - acted a little bit like she'd rather not have been there. She came in all the way from New England somewhere. I think she was feeling a little above the Mississippi crowd. She left about two hours into the evening.
B.P. and his husband of 13 years slow danced and none of the football players pounded them. Wow. I guess most of us matured afterall.
P.B.'s baby had more teeth in his mouth than she did. Ewwww. Gross. Because I did not grow up in the country. It was a relatively small town, but it was you know - suburbs. I did, however, see a big fat fucking PIG in the front yard of a house on my way to one of the events. And this sticker on a whole lot of stop signs. No question we were in Mississippi.
