
Last night a group of girlfriends got together to celebrate two birthdays. One friend was turning 29, the other 30. The Party theme was "13 Going on 30". We were asked to come dressed up like we were 13, to bring a picture of ourselves at 13, and of course we watched the movie "13 Going on 30" It was a hilarious night to say the least. Everyone came dressed in their version of 13. There was quite the span of varying styles and trends represented. Some of us who were a bit older were pegging our pants, others were wearing their hair in pigtails and donning their flowers.
Getting ready for the party I found myself once again attempting to make my bangs do that "thing" that was so popular among all the girls at my school. Of course, my bangs would not fully cooperate with me, so I found myself settling for the style of bangs that was oddly similar to the very same style I had when I was 13. They say old habits die hard, well that is true with my bangs. I also found myself oddly self conscious of my pegged pants... another "old habit" that was hard to shake. It was a bit frightening how easily I remembered how to peg them.
All the reminiscing of being 13 made me very glad to be 30! I look back on those years with a bit of a grimice. They really were not the best years of my life, in fact I feel that they were probably the worst years of my life. Last night at the party there were many comments about how akward we all looked during that time in our lives. Many of us were so unsure, so lacking in confidence. I wouldn't go back for anything.
For a brief moment at the partly last night I saw all my friends as they were at 13.The best part of the night was looking around at all the girls at the party and thinking of how much we had all changed. I couldn't help but wonder if we would have all been friends at the age of 13? Probably some of us would have been friends (in fact a couple of us were friends back then). I'm glad we are all friends now... we're all much better at 30 something! (Or 20 something still for some...)
All I can say is that I am sure glad I don't have to fix my bangs like that anymore!
Katharine and Amy, Birthday Girls!
Rachelle and I... Friends at 13, Friends still! And Our hair looked pretty much the same as it does here... AHH! (Ignore the wrinkles, and we would be 13)









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