Sweet 16, apparently

I got tagged! Thanks, Georgia!!

What was I doing ten years ago?

Picture it! Alameda, 1998! Up until this point, there had been absolutely nothing to report: my friends were, for the most part, acquaintances and I filled my time daydreaming about Depeche Mode. School was boring; everything was dumb. Around 1998, however, things kinda started picking up.

I divided my time equally between Drama Club, all-ages Britpop and pop-punk shows, and Twee Kitten's CutieClub chat room. I'd had my first and only kiss (and subsequent heartbreak), I finally had friends and peers with whom I shared common interests, I was still young enough to ask "celebrities" for autographs. My partner-in-crime, Teresa, and I would go to every signing, free show, and event that we could find. We scoured The List every week for hints of The Longpigs or Mr T Experience. We braved the rolling eyes at Mod Lang and brought snacks for whoever was working at Lookout!(.) Man, we were cool. Or maybe we were nerds. I don't know; I can't speak for Teresa. I felt that even though we didn't really fit in with the "older" crowd, we had each other, and I had found, for the very first time, a niche in which I belonged.

Oh wow, this entry turned out to be a lot more uplifting than I had originally thought it would be.