Did We Really Write That Stuff?

Day three of my musings on reuniting with the past. Today it's the stuff we write in each other's yearbooks. I'm sure a lot of it was totally sincere at the time, but in looking back it all seems so, well, corny and even trivial. But no way was it corny and trivial back then. Those words were intended to keep us bonded for life.

"We will always be friends." "I will never forget the time we..." "You and your (insert boyfriend or girlfriend's name) make the best couple ever forever." "You were the sister I never had and nothing can separate us even though we are going away to colleges on the opposite side of the country." "It's been really great knowing you." "Best wishes to one of the sweetest girls I know." "To a real nice girl"

Screeeeeeeeeech! (like a needle across a vinyl record) "sweet" "nice" "great personality" No! No! No! I didn't want to be remembered for being sweet and nice. I wanted to be remembered for being popular and pretty. Funny how my perspective has changed as I've "matured."

Here are some actual quotes written in my yearbook ~

"Best wishes to a real sweet person. Remember 2nd period English. I will always remember the back of your head and those red hairs on my notebook." (I think that was a backhanded compliment from a guy.)

"To a real nut from biology class." (Again from a guy--another backhanded compliment?)

"You always made Diane and me sick because you weren't part of the girdle crowd." (The spanx of our day, and, no, neither of them needed it. Guess girls have always been and will always be obssessed with body image.)

"To Miss Vitamin C. You're a look like an orange because you both have a peel - get it? orange peel, appeal" (Yes, another guy, and yes, I'm rolling my eyes along with you.)

"Best of luck to a real flamboyant dame" (I think that's a good thing from a guy)

"Scientist. Folk singer. Cheerleader. Fly counter. Bog slusher. Cake maker. Skier. Friend and wonderful person." (My personal favorite entry because each word brings back wonderful memories with one of my favorite people on earth. It's a shame we've lost touch.)