Oddly enough, I was a miserable 8-year-old too! (only as a boy)
I had no friends, I used to get beat up as a kid, and the only thing I had going for me was the fact that I could read at a seventh-grade level!
I guess one thing I remember about 1989 was the fact that my oldest sister got married on September 23, 1989...and she'll always remember her wedding because all the news reported on that weekend was the devastating effects of Hurricane Hugo.
Actually, I'm kind of meh about 1989...nothing really exciting happened to me at all that year.
But, 1999...now that was a good year!
