Go Yearbook Yourself!

Ok, I guess I'm having a silly moment, but I thought this warranted its own post. My sister told me about Yearbook Yourself and I must say, it is pretty hilarious and addictive. According to the site, this is me, circa 1994 (I graduated in 1995, but it only does even-numbered years).


Sadly, it's not too far off. But--I in no way ever came close to having bangs that were that awesome. No, that right there is the stuff that dreams are made of. I used to call bangs like that "Garden Weasels" after that little garden tool that could till up soil. If you are not familiar with the Garden Weasel, it looks like this:



Yep. Pretty similar, right? Anyway. I LOOOONGGED for Garden Weasel bangs. But, my hair is too fine and thin to have had them.

This is what I actually looked like in 1994/1995:



Ok, I have to go listen to some Alanis Morissette now. It's only right. In the meantime, y'all go yearbook yourselves!!