Thursday, 14 May 2009

...Remember?

It's painful to think back. It almost gives me anxiety. But here, I'll confess it. When I was a teenager I was so tall and lanky that I'd always wear baggy clothes to disguise the fact. Keppers (gulp). Malcolm X tee shirts. Arrested Development tees. And bandanas. Apparently I was the one and only member of my posse. In deepest darkest regional NSW. So 90s it aches.

I visited my sisters in Sydney during the school holidays and returned home with a VERY Beatles-esque hair cut. I remember my art teacher actually laughing in my face. Ouch. Thankfully my sister (who was responsible for putting me in that hairdressers chair) and I can laugh about it now. But during those days of growing that painful hair cut out, I endured some harsh words. Teenagers can be criminal with their honesty.

Thinking back now, I rue some of the ridiculous things we did as teenagers. While we thought we were ridiculously cool, others probably saw us as awkward. Remember?

As a special treat, here's one of my favourite loveable, huggable type of guys. Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this. Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this. You'll be relieved to know I never wore my jeans backwards.






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8 comments:

Cindy said...

OMG, That was me too, except in Brisbane, more surfer than Malcolm X so I was happy to be the outsider. Oh images of blue light discos and dancing flashbacks - sweet.
I even went to an Arrested Developement concert, hard core hey! I think I have offically dagged myself out enough.

the ungourmet said...

How funny! I was just singing this song the other day and my daughter was looking at me like I was a little crazy!

Mama Mogantosh said...

Yo, I totally tied my bandanna around my leg for a while, and rolled one jeans leg up shorter than the other. Hypercolour t-shirts. Really pale face powder and red lipstick. Giant Harley Davidson belt buckle.

Must lie down for a bit.

Pip Lincolne said...

Oh... I would like you as a Beatle, I think. I would like you as a Rolling Stone too. I would even like you as a Milli Vanilli. Because I just like you, ya know?!

h&b said...

Growing up is such angst.

Bitch of an art teacher though - she must have been related to mine, who also had a scathing tongue and acted .. well, like a teenager, IMO.

She threw a paint pot at my head once. Fucking psycho.

handmade romance said...

hehe thanks for the memories. i was reminded of arrested development and my love of them all those years ago just this week when i saw Speech on a tv show here in aust! omg he hasnt aged...that is not right ;)

Mark Pollard said...

Nothing wrong with Keppers... then :) Can't remember Matt being baggy. He liked tight socks though. Always will methinks.

.girl ferment. said...

jump was no missed the bus

"i missed the bus, and thats something i am never ever going to do again, i missed the bus..." (i probably totally have the lyrics wrong, but that is what we used to sing)

and yes what were we thinking as teenagers?