I want my MTV: Colonial Heights, 1988

Published by Helen | Filed under Hair, Memories

20 years ago, I had recently graduated high school and was aimlessly working through a dreadful booze-and-boy filled summer of emotional discontent in preparation for wandering up to Mary Washington to attend college.

Now I’m.. erm, gearing up for my 20-year reunion by dusting off my not-very-dusty information gathering skills and tracking down missing members of my class, and inviting all of them to join our facebook group. Wacky what doing social media for a living–and seeing how my kid uses his facebook as an interactive yearbook–does to the brain in terms of reaching out to people who may or may not remember me. (Surprisingly, many of them do. Part of me wonders, though: When the 10-year happened in 1998, I was in that emotional nadir I alluded to in my last post, so I didn’t go, and later found out that I’d been talked about as the class of ’88’s resident Goth. Oddly enough, that was before I made my big debut as a music critic.)

Anyhow. I’ve invited the Colonial Heights High School Class of 1988 to stop by here as well so that they can get an invite to the facebook group. Drop me a comment! Coming soon to the group: Video! Photos! Stalk your former teachers! Where’s Bryan Moody when you need him?

And contrary to what Lisa Poarch said in the colophon of the ‘88 yearbook, I haven’t stopped talking about my hair. Or changing its color about once a quarter.