In an attempt to digitize as much of my history as possible, what follows is a collection of 8th grade end-of-the-year memories that ran in the student paper. It's preserved for posterity here.
Remember When...
And two song dedications:
To: Becca
From: Bryan
"Why Can't This be Love?"
To: Troy
From: Stacy
"Endless Love"
aah...perspective is a beautiful thing. Especially when you realize how little of it you actually possessed when you were 12 and 13 years old.
And we conclude this skip down obscure memory lane with the advice column written by P.A.T...a clever acronym for Amy Pankonin (P), Angel Sexton (A), and Trisha Decker (T).
Dear Hurt,
Ask your friend if she has any other guy that she likes. If she doesn't, ask her how she would feel if you went out with that guy.
P.A.T.
Seriously, what could go wrong with this plan? If I remember my teenage years (and I think I've established that I clearly do...not so much), then I can remember that every single one of those conversations went something like this:
Veronica: Hey Betty...I noticed Jughead looking at you. But I know you like Archie. Is there any chance you would be interested in Jughead?
Betty: No....Archie is the only guy for me...he's swell.
Veronica: Hmmm...Betty, how would you feel if I went out with Archie?
Betty: I HATE YOU, YOU BACKSTABBER!
And then Veronica and Archie dated anyway. Until Moose came along, but that's another comic adventure altogether.
Today, if I were P.A.T., my advice would be something like...
Dear Hurt,
You're in 8th grade. Go do your homework. Play a sport. Quit worrying about boys. They are years behind you mentally and emotionally. Trust me on this.
note: the top photo is actually from 9th grade...apparently, I'm a little short on evidence that 8th grade actually took place. Some of the people mentioned in the memories above can be found in the photo.
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