Watching this last week's American Idol finale, I was shocked to see an almost-elderly George Michael perform... But... but wait... George Michael should always look like he did in Wake Me Up Before You Go Go! Was the 80's really that long ago?
The sad truth is, of course, it really was THAT long ago. Big round glasses, high-waisted tapered-leg pants are out- AND back in again.
When you see a trend in a magazine that makes you go "Hey, look, I used to wear that when I was in high school!"- you know you're officially OLD.
Sigh. Guess I might as well embrace it. To start, this is a picture of me "graduating" from my Outward Bound class in the summer of 1989. I hate to admit that nerdy, discheveled, disproportionate chick with zero fashion sense was me. But alas, it was.
And now, to celebrate my teenage years (LATE 80's/early 90's, may I clarify), I've put together this mixed tape (kudos to Heather Future) as a tribute to the years when you were allowed to and often do completely reckless and stupid things that you'll later regret. (You know you and I are in the same age group if you recognize any of these songs!)
And here are some more snap shots from these carefree yet moronic years:
Above left: Contrary to the photographer's intent, I was not picking my nose, uh hmm. This is our classroom in our secondary school, SPCC in Hong Kong. We just came back from lunch and waiting for class to resume. I haven't even changed out of my sneakers (our basketball team practiced during lunch). It is a funny combo with our traditional Chinese dress (cheung sam) uniform. But somehow we thought it was cool then.
Above right: Our Form 5 (equivalent to 11th grade) graduation. It was a big deal, coz having spent every school hour (in Hong Kong you stick to the same group of people for every single class) together for 2 whole years, some of us will be leaving to study abroad, and this would be the last day some of us would ever be standing together in a photo (but I'm very glad to say that 4 of these folks were at our wedding just a few years ago :>).
Every summer, our group of friends would ride an inter-island ferry and go "camping" (staying in a rental village cottage) in the "countryside" for a week or so. We relished these days away from our parents, when we'd play poker until 2 in the morning, then rise at the crack of dawn and ride our rental bikes out to watch the sun rise at the beach and lay there all morning.
OK, I have to admit, for each photo I posted here, there're probably 100 more that's too embarrassing to let in the public domain. For those of you who knew me back then and possess some of these black-mail material- well... Try me :P
