Feeling Nostalgic

For some reason, tonight I find myself tripping down memory lane, all the way back to high school. I remember my best friends, Laurie, Brenda, Larry, and Donna, and cute boys I crushed on boasting varying degrees of badness: Jimmy, Mike, Andy, Larry, Johnnie, Rickie, most of whom didn't know I existed. Didn't it always seem to be summer back then? And wasn't there always a lake to park beside? I wonder what happened to the folks that live on, forever seventeen in my memories.

I wore hip huggers and wild print shirts with pointed sleeves. EVERYTHNG was a big deal, and I  never seemed to fit in no matter how hard I tried. Ah, teen agnst. Wouldn't do it again if you paid me. Those were the days before I learned that being different was okay, and by far preferable to giving yourself up to confomity.

And in the background you could bet Elton John would be singing, probably via an eight track. Remember those? Can I tax your memory further by mentioning a reel to reel? Anyway, I'd like to share with you my very favorite song from high school. And yes, I'm old.