This photo is from the summer between Junior and senior years… not sure if my Senior Yearbook photo is scanned in. Don’t worry I have a few pictures that show my hair in even WORSE states than below:
What year was it?
What were your three favorite bands?
The Beatles, Depeche Mode, Motley Crue… If I _HAD_ to choose… otherwise it was more like three favourite genres; ie. Metal, Rock, Blues, Jazz.
What was your favorite outfit?
Black slacks, White shirt with black stripes, skinny black tie, Combat boots, Olive drab military overcoat, cabbie’s hat. In essence, mod with a flair of metal.
What was up with your hair?
Long, shaved on the sides. BIG if it was actually down.
Who were your best friends?
Jean. Jeremy and Tom from my youth group.
What did you do after school?
LOTS of time spent at church with Tom and Jeremy… seriously, it was like a 40 hour a week job!
Where did you work?
I didn’t. I grew up spoiled in Mission Viejo.
Did you take the bus?
Nope, drove my 1984 Mercury Cougar. It was very very sad.
Who did you have a crush on?
Did you fight with your parents?
Absolutely. What teenager in their senior year doesn’t?
Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on?
Gwen Steffani. (Still do really, but this was in her younger cheerleader outfit days… yum.Remember, this was 1992!)
Did you smoke cigarettes?
Nope. Gave that up my sophmore year.
Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack all day because you were too nervous to find your locker?
No. I actually used my locker.
Did you have a ‘clique’?
Not during my senior year. My clique graduated before I did. My senior year I clique hopped the entire time.
Did you have “The Max” like Zach Kelly and Slater?
Well, for the people I hung with after school, yes. We called it “the church”. Oddly enough that’s what it really was.
Admit it, were you popular?
Not really. I think I confused people which lead to them not really talking to me at all.
Who did you want to be just like?
I didn’t want to be “just like” any one person. I was (and still am) struggling to find my own voice.
What did you want to be when you grew up?
A photographer, then clergy, then a cop.
Where did you think you’d be at the age you are now?
Dead. I never thought I’d make it to 25, let alone 30. I figured a heart attack would have taken me long ago.