tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779099283054543469.post508979074553978071..comments2023-08-16T07:01:57.511-07:00Comments on Mama Sass: Red ScrunchieHeather Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06256657229706774367noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779099283054543469.post-80349014853834831672009-03-26T16:08:00.000-07:002009-03-26T16:08:00.000-07:00LIke you, I have tried to think back and see what ...LIke you, I have tried to think back and see what we were really like but the truth is, I can't remember. I don't remember being catty, or cliquey, or ostracizing. But I do remember being in what I guess would be called the "in" crowd. But with only 100 students in the class, the "in" crowd isn't all that exclusive. I can't help but think the distaste "Veronica" expressed must have been from jealousy...you were about as close to the stereotypical perfect high school girl as one can get...you were only missing the VW convertable cabriolet (and you were about as close to that as a county girl can get) ;) I thought you were such a "cool chick" that I even wrote that in my journal...mortifying!!!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10334391209473783556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779099283054543469.post-43678791243075899242009-03-25T15:33:00.000-07:002009-03-25T15:33:00.000-07:00That is so true! ;o)That is so true! ;o)*Lissa*https://www.blogger.com/profile/05295886114161326796noreply@blogger.com