Our recent comments to each other on this photo was the size of her glasses - mine were just as big, I just didn't wear them for the photo - and the amount of hair we both had! (We both sport the same hairstyle these days too). Can't knock us for that amazing layered look there either. Plus, I can guarentee you our pants were pegged and we had Penny Loafer's on.
If this was the uncropped version, you could enjoy the "high-tech" double-cassette with 3-band equalizer tape player in the background and the unicorn blanket we are sitting on. Long live the 80's!
One Saturday night about 3 am, I was awakened to the smell of sulfer from matches. Kristen had returned from the bars drunker than snot. Her roommates (just next door) had locked her out of her room because of it and she had no keys. I, had forgot to lock the door to my room that night.
I rolled over and there she was, sitting on the edge of my bed, lighting matches from a match book and tossing them while repeating, "Blew, I can't find my cigarettes." Oh how I miss dorm life sometimes :) I grabbed the matches and her cigarettes (they were in her other hand), tossed them aside before she made BBQ out of me, and told her to go home. She made it to the hallway (with a little bit of my help) and just sat there against her dorm door crying and knocking on it. It was pretty pathetic. They were not going to unlock that thing for nothing. I finally got them to let her in and we all got to get back to sleep. The next afternoon I took her back her cigarettes and matches. To this day she has no memory of the night, yet we laugh about it often!
There is something about the people you live in a dorm with. You become your own family and even find yourselves acting like siblings after a while. Maybe it was that we all were pretty much on our own for the first time and trying to find our places in the world. Some "right of passage" moment of being a traditional student freshman at college.
I am still friends with so many of the gals from the floor that year, it has been fun to reconnect and share memories. Much older and a little wiser, we still laugh of the days of Carman 10th floor. The next year all except myself and the RA moved to other dorms. That year was about as opposite as it could be from the first. Must have been the big "now it's the 90's" shift, yet just as many memories.
So, a Throwback Thursday Toast to "Blew and Ramona" from all those many days ago until our present day. May there be nothing but many more years of a lot of love and friendship.Who knows, maybe we will finally get to physically meet up again and take an updated photo!
