I wanted to know what clashed or clashes meant.
I didn't understand why I couldn't wear the two colors together.
I changed my outfit. They basically told me, I couldn't walk out of the house dressed like that.
I was in 9th grade when I started really loving The Beatles.
They weren't exactly music I grew up listening to.
I had to check out their albums from the library.
I would study their covers and lyrics.
I tried to make copies that ended up not being very good, but I listened to them anyway.
When we studied the 60's in history class, I felt like I was born in the wrong generation.
My peers thought I was nuts.
My family thought I was a little whack too.
Especially when I became a vegetarian.
My brother and I, unknowingly, were both hippies on Halloween, the same year.
I lived with my mom, he lived with my dad.
I would cover my color t-shirts and jeans in rubber bands and dip them in bleach to look tie dyed.
My friend bought me a poster that said, "Peace back by popular demand."
I hung it over my bed.
I wish I still had that poster.
I don't know where it went.
My other friend and I, took our debate team t-shirts and tie dyed them at her house.
We used old plastic ice cream buckets to hold the colored dye.
We made a mess by spilling and staining the dye all over her parents' driveway.
I don't think her parents were too happy with us.
Another friend and I always signed all our high school notes, cards, and stuff with peace and love.
We wore our peace necklaces. I wore my peace earrings. The one I didn't lose, I still wear.
She drew me a teddy bear wearing a peace necklace.
Years ago my friend had to go to a specialty smoke shop to buy me a peace necklace and earrings as gifts.
She couldn't find them anywhere else.
I think I was 14, when I first started shopping for my clothes, at Salvation Army.
Nobody I knew did that either.
When I was 7 or 8 years old, my great grandmother gave me a necklace with a brown stone hanging from the chain.
I still wear it.
When my great grandma had a yard sale, I bought her black velvet belt. It was embroidered with colored flowers, and had a gold buckle.
She couldn't believe I wanted that old thing.
I loved that belt. I wonder who is wearing it now.
Did it get forever lost, or buried in the trash?
I wanted a large brimmed brown or black hat about 6 years ago, for Christmas.
I didn't get it. My mom couldn't find them for sale anywhere.
Is it me or does it seem that the things I liked all along, are now popular?