Nostalgia, wow.

[sihayadesigns]

This week, I've sort of been in a time warp. I haven't so much been sleeping, working through the night while the house is quiet to finish the VMFA collection. Good news, it's 95% done. I really just have some polishing, tagging, and wire-rounding left to do. Anyhow, it's reminding me a lot of what I did when I was younger, when I could run on a few hours' sleep. Like many teenagers, I was basically nocturnal, falling asleep with the first rays of dawn. To add to the sense of déjà vu, Netflix just uploaded the entirety of Dawson's Creek, and I have been mainlining much in the way I have been inhaling coffee, which is to say probably at an entirely unhealthy rate. I'm halfway through S3, which means Jen is forever the best and Dawson is the literal worst. Plus Pacey forever. It feels strange to be watching a show where the teenagers don't yet have cell phones.

Yesterday, I got my Birchbox. It was full of awesome stuff, but the one iffy thing was a sample of Taylor Swift's perfume, Wonderstruck. Now, even though I recognize that she's quite talented and am remarkably jealous of her hair, I do however despise pretty much everything T Swift chooses to be. Still, I must, as you all know, Smell All The Things. And wow. It smelled like being 15, watching Savage Garden videos after school. And if you were a 15 year old girl who ever watched a Savage Garden video and dreamed of marrying Darren Hayes so you could share eye makeup and dish about your boyfriends, you know exactly what I mean. It was like stepping into the wayback machine.

So, I've reverted to high school sleeping patterns, watching the same show I did in high school, and now even smelling like a high schooler.

Then this shows up on my FB feed:


Me! Before I had boobs!
(Pretty sure this was taken right after my senior recital.)
An old friend put up tons of pictures from high school at Baltimore School For The Arts. How's that for timing? It's like the universe is trying to tell me something, only I'm not exactly sure what.


Homeroom, during what I'd call my "Faith Phase."


Graduation, so about 17 here.


My entire graduating class.

Man, there's nothing like seeing pictures of you in high school to make you never want to eat again. Wow.

I don't know where I'm going with this. It's just strange headspace and I thought I should acknowledge it.

Comments

[reedrover]

I enjoyed reading this post, especially the crack about Savage Garden.
Also, your teenage self was certainly one with the eye shadow.
There are many pictures of my younger self out there, and yeah, fourty pounds ago...

[thesecondcircle.livejournal.com]

Seems like the universe is reminding you who you used to be. Probably because a compare and contrast exercise would be useful for you right now. With Venus in retrograde, it's a time for reevaluating/examining connections and relationships and there may be a connection there.

Amusing aside: my husband still carries my high school photo around in his wallet from back when we first met. Someday he'll be 80 and still showing off this picture of his 18-year-old wife (with embarrassingly big hair).

[findingjuliet.livejournal.com]

nothing wrong with rolling down nostalgia road for a while. every now and then i get on Felicity marathon kicks which remind me of my first years out of college - a not necessarily great time in my life, but my first years of real independence. maybe i look back to see how far i've come. dunno. anyway, enjoy, mostly the nostalgia feels good.

[17flyingfish.livejournal.com]

I have been watching the new TV comedy series "Don't Trust the B in Apt 23," which has James Van Der Beek playing HIMSELF, and it is hilarious. His character is constantly confronted with the Dawson image that will forever haunt him. It is making me want to re-watch parts of the series, but I don't know if I could watch the whole thing. I think I lost interest around the college years.

[roxyoi301.livejournal.com]

There is always Pacey Con... http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/fa34df6f44/pacey-con-with-joshua-jackson

[tamnonlinear.livejournal.com]

Man, there's nothing like seeing pictures of you in high school to make you never want to eat again. Wow.

I mostly just see old pictures of me and think "Oh, you poor thing, you didn't know a damned thing yet." and feel bad for all the hard learning still ahead. I am heavier than I was then, but I'm also a lot more substantial, stronger, and more centered.

ooooh nostalgia

[pawsfurme.livejournal.com]

Wow...flashback to our fruit loops colored cafeteria. Jeez it's been a long time. I like the first pic. Well, except for Bb looking like a moron. Though there was a lot of pent up drama for me, I actually miss a lot of aspects of my time at BSA. I need to make time to go back and visit. I actually found and listened my Savage Garden CDs recently. I was pleased to know I still knew most of the tunes. :)