Self-Reflections
8Aug2003 Filed under: JournalishOk, so shoot me: my impending 10 year high school reunion has gotten me all thoughtful and shit.
Here’s a funny Friendster testimonial someone left me:
When I first met Ariel she was totally square. Then she was a Phish head. Then she was a raver with pink Dreadlocks. Then she was the first girl with a Magic Wand. Then she was a Los Angelean. You gotta admire someone who feels it all out. Maybe that’s why she’s such a good writer? Hmmm.
The author does a good job of tracking a few of the phases I’ve gone though (Boston square, Seattleite Phish head, San Franciscan raver, Olympian sassy-ass, Angeleno writer), but she didn’t meet me until 1993, and so perhaps she is unaware that the “total square” phase was a desperate effort to deny my hippy-child roots. I’m normal — no really, I swear I’m normal, I seemed to be saying. Luckily I gave up that fight long ago, but it’s funny to think that your perception of how a person has evolved is directly relational to where they were in their evolution when you met them.
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Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, was published last year.
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dori
August 10th, 2003 at 1:19 pm
i have a friend who used to change her name once every other year or so - whatever name you knew her by (and therefore couldn’t bring yourself to put aside for her new choice of the year) determined how long you’d known her, and also caused more than one bit of confusion in conversation.
aldahlia
August 11th, 2003 at 11:06 pm
yeah, i’m fairly glad that only one of two of my friends can remember “high school me.” Eek.