Rodarte for Target bow tie shirt, jacket and book from thrift store, vintage beret
I can’t believe I’m a senior. No, wait, scratch that, I can believe it. These last four years have been…I don’t know…turbulent, but also long. I feel like I've been a high school student for an eternity.
High school definitely wasn’t what I expected or what I was led to believe from John Hughes movies and the Disney Channel.
Freshman year was…bewildering to say the least. It was quite a culture shock for me. I was sheltered in middle school, growing up in the small town of Ruidoso, in the middle of freakin’ New Mexico, far away from civilization, absent of malls and chain restaurants.
Back then, I had cringe-worthy habits that I deemed culturally acceptable at the time.
Things like going out in public with wet hair and wearing my weight in hair spray whenever I wore my hair in a ponytail. And not wearing (gasp!) make-up or a bra. I didn’t even know what Myspace was. I learned about the world from books and movies; my parents hardly ever watched T.V. and we only had one computer in our house.
Among many other things, my music taste has greatly changed throughout high school.
Freshman year...good grief was I musically naïve! Can you say, Hilary Duff, Avril Lavigne, and Kelly Clarkson? Tsk, tsk.
Sophomore year was my punk rock/power pop phase, defined by artists like All Time Low, The Format, All American Rejects, A Change of Pace, and Over It.
During junior year I began to get a better grip on myself. This year was characterized by my re-discovery of 60’s and 80’s music, made evident by my ongoing infatuation with vinyl records. I discovered countless gems from my parents’ old records, and their CD’s of Billy Joel, Genesis, Kansas, The Eagles, and Simon & Garfunkel and discovered artists on my own like the Mamas and the Papas, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and Bob Dylan.
Senior year was a musical renaissance for me as I further indulged in indie music and worshiped bands like Fleet Foxes, Regina Spektor, Vampire Weekend, and Chris Merritt. This year I fully honed my likes and dislikes and shaved down my favorites.
Music had recording powers; it helps define moments and instill memories of certain chapters and phases in our lives. In the future when I hear my music playing on the radio in the oldies station, it will always transport me to this time of my life.
It's interesting and bit scary how different I am now.
A person can change a lot in only a few years.
Am I happy with who I've become?
I'd like to think so.
Ah, middle school. So sweet and innocent. Little did I know what high school would really be like..
I can’t believe I’m a senior. No, wait, scratch that, I can believe it. These last four years have been…I don’t know…turbulent, but also long. I feel like I've been a high school student for an eternity.
High school definitely wasn’t what I expected or what I was led to believe from John Hughes movies and the Disney Channel.
Freshman year was…bewildering to say the least. It was quite a culture shock for me. I was sheltered in middle school, growing up in the small town of Ruidoso, in the middle of freakin’ New Mexico, far away from civilization, absent of malls and chain restaurants.
Back then, I had cringe-worthy habits that I deemed culturally acceptable at the time.
Things like going out in public with wet hair and wearing my weight in hair spray whenever I wore my hair in a ponytail. And not wearing (gasp!) make-up or a bra. I didn’t even know what Myspace was. I learned about the world from books and movies; my parents hardly ever watched T.V. and we only had one computer in our house.
Among many other things, my music taste has greatly changed throughout high school.
Freshman year...good grief was I musically naïve! Can you say, Hilary Duff, Avril Lavigne, and Kelly Clarkson? Tsk, tsk.
Sophomore year was my punk rock/power pop phase, defined by artists like All Time Low, The Format, All American Rejects, A Change of Pace, and Over It.
During junior year I began to get a better grip on myself. This year was characterized by my re-discovery of 60’s and 80’s music, made evident by my ongoing infatuation with vinyl records. I discovered countless gems from my parents’ old records, and their CD’s of Billy Joel, Genesis, Kansas, The Eagles, and Simon & Garfunkel and discovered artists on my own like the Mamas and the Papas, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and Bob Dylan.
Senior year was a musical renaissance for me as I further indulged in indie music and worshiped bands like Fleet Foxes, Regina Spektor, Vampire Weekend, and Chris Merritt. This year I fully honed my likes and dislikes and shaved down my favorites.
Music had recording powers; it helps define moments and instill memories of certain chapters and phases in our lives. In the future when I hear my music playing on the radio in the oldies station, it will always transport me to this time of my life.
It's interesting and bit scary how different I am now.
A person can change a lot in only a few years.
Am I happy with who I've become?
I'd like to think so.
Ah, middle school. So sweet and innocent. Little did I know what high school would really be like..
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