Tia's flashback post today, complete with a photo of her as a youngish teenager (flannel shirt on and a collage of hot celebrities on the wall behind her) cracked me UP. I don't have a photo like hers, but if someone had taken a snapshot of me in my room at the age of 13, they would have found me sitting on my bed, wearing a flannel, with my awesome Keanu Reeves collage on the wall behind me.
Okay, okay, I know. Keanu? But let me just remind you that when I was 13, it was 1994 and the movie Speed was still in theatres... and really, he was hot (and, BTW, if you are sitting there snickering over that photo of me in my super awesome machine gun-toting fish shirt... its been done before).
That summer, I made a very important decision: I was going to marry Keanu Reeves, and we would live happily ever after, forever and ever and ever. The end.
Let me show you a little snapshot of my diary, circa August 1994:
And also, haha, look how fancy my 13-year-old cursive is... I practiced my penmanship for ages when I was younger.
And also HAHA, Keanu update: He is GEORGEOUS. I shouldn't have spent so long practicing my cursive or drooling over Keanu... should have been learning to spell instead.
In case you are wondering if Marisa + Keanu = Happiness, now that I'm 28 instead of 13 ... um, no. At the age of thirteen, I thought he was a god... but seriously, it's Keanu Reeves... He might look hot eating a jelly donut in the movie Point Break, or while saving a bus full of people from a bomb in the movie Speed, but that is about it.
When I was a freshman in high school, my Keanu collage (with a few other celebrities I liked thrown in) was pretty darned huge. But, as all things must one day come to an end, that collage did not last forever. Nope, it did not. One day I came home from school, and discovered that my big brother Dan had removed the heads from of all of my Keanu pictures and replaced them with... um... hundreds of engorged members of the male anatomy, which he had removed from a porn magazine.
I cried. Well, first I screamed, but then after that I cried. My brother still refers to Keanu as "that dick-head."
And that, my friends, is my awesomely awkward flashback.
Do you have a flashback of your own you want to share? Head on over to Tia's blog, for the coolest meme in town.