When I was fourteen, I let my friends do my hair before my eighth grade school picture.
When I was fourteen, my Spindletop Swimming sweatshirt (that I still own and wear and you've probably seen in pics) was brand new and very red. And my grandparents gave me 42nd Street for my birthday.
When I was fourteen, my mother ran for mayor of my hometown and won!
When I was fourteen, my family vacationed in Italy for our Christmas (as it was called) Break.
|Here I am in Verona.|
When I was fourteen and a freshman in high school, I attended my one and only Homecoming with a date. It may have been an exercise in peer pressure, but at least I got my very own of one of the fabulous TX corsages. (Yellow) Jacket Pride!
As notsureofwhoIwas as I was in 1990, I can see a whole lot of who I am today in these experiences (or through the lessons I learned through them). Thanks to FTSF for providing me the opportunity to dig through my parents' photo albums once again!