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Really contemplating picking up some new-to-me jeans and cutting the knees!

This part of my identity didn’t exist as hard since I had to wear a uniform. Feels like I should see this phase through now.

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Can picture absolutely every second of this. Clear as a bell. Not just how you wrote it, but because it was also basically my hs experience, save for the homework thing. Oh, and smoking on campus was banned the year before I became a freshman (US) , so we would go stand on the very edge of the campus boundary and smoke, next to the teachers who were also over there smoking.

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Did you have an open campus for HS?

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I had a similar 1995 teenage life in a small Vancouver Island town except I didn’t have the foresight to do any homework ahead of time to justify skipping class

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I recognize so much of this. Thanks.

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One of my mix tapes had the theme to WKRP in Cincinnati on it. That’s a banger.

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one of the themes I know the words to without having to be listening to it.

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I took my grandpa’s sweaters and my dad’s jeans. I wish I’d kept them, I think I’d still look good.

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I had a mixtape phase where I would splice in snippets of Apocalypse Now between songs. The TV theme songs is pretty good. But having Robert Duvall yell "Charlie Don't Surf" before The Damned kicked in made us think we were pret-tay darn clever.

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Always enjoy your Edmonton stories.

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So we lived the same life is what I’m gathering. Minus the pizza slicer balls remover. I had the opposite, 3 testes Tom who had a massive bulge that always seemed very uncomfy. Anyways. I miss the 90s.

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Dad jeans and value village forever!

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God i miss the dollar theatres.

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