Wow. I mean, you'd told me about your natural hair color, but I saw that and my first that was "I know her. She looks just like..."
That sentance didn't end with "Kat". It actually ended with a girl I dated back in Poulsbo, right before my family moved over here. The hair, the glasses, the eyes, the posture, that EXACT same smile.
One of my high-school friends made a statement once that I think holds fairly true. Anyone that you know prior to the age of 21 becomes dead to you shortly after that age. Otherwise, things like this happen.
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Date: 2006-03-11 02:54 am (UTC)I should burn all of my yearbooks...
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Date: 2006-03-11 02:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-11 03:34 am (UTC)yeah.
I really should.
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Date: 2006-03-11 03:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-11 03:16 am (UTC)Heh.... heee hee..
Oh no. No part of high school for me was in the 80s.
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Date: 2006-03-11 03:24 am (UTC)Still, the hair wasn't that much different.. if you overlook the punk movement.
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Date: 2006-03-11 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-11 06:43 am (UTC)That sentance didn't end with "Kat". It actually ended with a girl I dated back in Poulsbo, right before my family moved over here. The hair, the glasses, the eyes, the posture, that EXACT same smile.
Odd. More than a little disturbing.
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Date: 2006-03-11 09:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-11 01:57 pm (UTC)...
Ah, what the hell. I'll see if I can find a scanner....