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Finishing High School, went to my Grad Nite at Disneyland. As we watched the construction of Splash Mountain. We saw "Stevie B" on TSI. "Was not Was" at Carnation Gardens. Someone said that New Kids on the Block were there, but they were a band I was not into.
We literally walked onto rides. I also remember we all got dressed in the parking lot on the bus. Women first, Men last. Then we took the bus to the back of Disneyland and came in through a tunnel to Fantasyland. Had a turkey dinner at Villiage Haus. I only know of two people from our class that were casually dressed. By 5 am everyone in our class was back on the bus by Eeeyore. Also I remember a few months later after Splash opened, they had major water flow problems causing the whole mountain too shake, it was so distinct, that I can never forget it. Also I qualified for U.S Junior nationals in road racing, but my parents said I couldn't go.I had won three consecutive races previous to that, and placed 2nd at Districts. |
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The only act I remember from my Grad Night (1982) was Tommy Tutone, including a 20 minute rendition of 867-5309. Quote:
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Was Not Was!
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Every time I read this thread this song goes through my head.
19Somethin Mark Wills I saw Star Wars at least 8 times Had the pac-man pattern memorized And I've seen the stuff they put inside Stretch Armstrong I was Roger Stauback back in my back yard Had a shoebox full of baseball cards And a couple of Evil Kinevil scars On my right arm Well, I was a kid when Elvis died And my mama cried Chorus: It was 1970- something In the world that I grew up in Farrah Faucett hair-do days Bell bottoms and 8-track tapes Lookin' back now I can see me And oh, man did I look cheesy But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin' It was 1970-something It was the dawning of a new decade When we got our first microwave And Dad broke down and finally shaved Those sideburns off I took the stickers off of my Rubix cube Watched MTV all afternoon My first love was Daisy Duke In them cut off jeans A Space Shuttle fell out of the sky And the whole world cried Chorus: It was 1980-something In the world that I grew up in Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams Big hair and parachute pants Lookin' back now I can see me And oh, man did I look cheesy But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin' It was 1980-something Now I got a mortgage and an SUV But all this responsibility Makes me wish sometimes Sometimes.... chorus: It was 1980-something In the world that I grew up in Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams Big hair and parachute pants Lookin' back now I can see me And oh, man did I look cheesy But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin' It was 1980-something 1970-something Aw, it was 19-Something |
Aw, I love the terms of yore that we no longer use! I catch myself on one all of the time- whenever I refer to Rancho del Zocalo at Disneyland, I always call it Casa de Fritos. For whatever reason, I seem to have a bad case of the yesterlands. Maybe I have a hidden, sexy desire for the Frito Bandito and I've just never addressed my longings. ;) :p
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Kevy has me in stiches, too, over a 20 minute rendition of 867-5309 Jenny. Seriously?? That's so Iron Butterfly. |
Me in 1989 - Living at home, working at a movie theatre, single
Me in 2007 - Living at home, might be working at a movie theatre again , single. Not a whole hell of alot changes does it?? |
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Lord, we thank Thee for peroxide & bleach. If I still had a tower of fried brunette curls with aqua-netted burrito bangs partially wrapped up in an over-teased purple scrunchy complete with dangling gold charms, I'd call it a day. I'd be the first person to strangle one's self with a scrunchy.:( My High School Senior picture!! It's so dated! My Mom has it framed & displayed at her house! Of all the pictures I've ever taken, that fug one was chosen for the world to see. Picture this hip vision: Huge, poofy, blown-out brunette 'do, teased n' spiky overspritzed bangs & a pink scrunchy pulling up part of my hair in a sky-high ponytail to match my pink sweater with little gold heart buttons. All topped off with coordinating hot pink lipstick. Hahahaha!! And the BEST part? The girls got to take a secondary, Glamour-Shot photo not intended for the yearbook where we changed into a feathered boa type wrap. I chose the pink maribou feathers, of course. Talk about tacky. I found that photo not too long ago. Pink maribou feathers, bare shoulders, the pink scrunchied disaster 'do & my gold heart necklace. It looked like a nerd tripped in some chicken feathers and the result was captured on camera. |
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