Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Thinking Back

First year of college. 1993. The time of no worries.
This is what is on my mind this week.


So much of just this...a bunch of girls, from all different places, instant friends, complete trust and openness. Nothing else to do but devote all your time and energy into making best friends. Not a single care in the world! Never a thought about time. Of course, there was our studies, which is what we were there for. But I don't remember ever worrying about that! Wish I would have, a bit more.


We tasted complete freedom for the very first time, and it was THE BEST! We could run outside at 2 a.m. if we wanted. Just because! REBELS. Hee hee. So innocent!


No worries, just PLAY. Hi Angie!


The days of "unapologetic red lips", Olivia! :)


Getting ready together in the bathroom to go dancing.
100% in the moment, focused entirely on dance moves and boys, nothing else.


Hanging upside down in trees...in short shorts, socks, and loafers. These were the days!

Before time restrictions, mortgages, bills, work, STRESS, and worries! Worries about children, the world, waste, wars, Washington... Oh, those carefree days were so nice! It was a blast, while it lasted, and I'm so, so thankful for the memories.

4 comments:

Erica said...

I too think back on those times Deann, oh how fun they were. Especially when Linds and I lived together after high school! It was freedom at last, and time to really find yourself. I will never forget those days!!!

Olivia said...

Wow, you sure took me back to the 90's. Loved them! You look great with long hair and, OF COURSE, RED lipstick. Work it, girl!

Tracy said...

I agree, very innocent, carefree days! Although, I used to really stress out about my grades. I wish I would have relaxed and enjoyed myself more!!! You were very refreshing there! Love ya!

Anonymous said...

Deann, what fun pictures. They really capture what you lived, huh? I know about all the partying and little studying! But you made it through! Thank goodness! I'm so glad you have those memories!

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