Day 10 of 365 (Year Two)
Last year I took a little trip back in time and did this shot showing my old College ID's. Tonight I went back even further and pulled out my old High School Year Book.
Was I ever really that young? Twenty years makes a hell of a difference, although, when I'm out and about with friends from back in the day, it is usually me that is recognized. Apparently I haven't changed that much in the face that I'm still recognized by other alumni. Kinda of scary!
I really hate my yearbook picture and it isn't really what I feel I looked like in High School. The photographer took it on himself to "fix" my hair and made me smile "his" way rather than my typical half smirk that I am more known for. Oh well, are any of us ever really happy with those school pictures?