RRHS

well, i have re-joined the world of the blog and i think that here i have discovered that the class of 1995- RRHS lives on as a single cohesive unit in blogland. i followed some links from sara's blog and i am seeing names of people i haven't thought of or heard from in 12 years! craziness. i don't know where these individuals are geographically, but i remember them. the best part of reading these blogs and comments is that i just cannot imagine most of these girls as grown-folk. i am reading about them getting drunk and having sex and making babies and big weddings and all i can picture are these little-bitty girls with twig-legs and baggy sweatshirts making plans for the big lock-in at the Lutheran church where all the popular kids go. now they say things like "horny" and "Fuck". and somehow i feel like their mother. perhaps because i see me every day... i KNOW i'm old. but they have not aged in my mind. they are just little and precious and sweet, forever.