A twenty-something thirty-year-old Hawaii transplant living it up on the East Coast for the past 10 years (Boston and Stamford, CT). This blog is to document my daily adventures and things that I find cool, uncool, hilarious, awe-inspiring, and annoying. Please feel free to email me at hawaiigurlinct@gmail.com.
January 10, 2012
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This is a picture of my kindergarten class, taken for our elementary school yearbook in 1987 and posted to Facebook by a classmate in 2012. At first I was alarmed (I’m the ridiculous looking one with pigtails that you just want to beat the prissiness out of - how I didn’t get beat up can only stem from having cool classmates), then I was pissed (as my phone went off non-stop from about 3 AM onward last night with all the comments and “likes” notifications I got - note to self: turn off Facebook notifications) but now I’m in a nostalgic awe stage.
There are 30 kids in this picture. I graduated with 27 of them (one got held back a year, one transferred to a rival school, and one - we’re not sure what happened to him, actually). 2 were at my wedding, 1 of which was a bridesmaid. Several of which I am in contact with still (albeit intermittently). And most of whom, if I bumped into them on the street I’d love to catch up with. The picture itself is still embarrassing, but it was the comments that got to me. That 25 years later a good portion of us could come together (via the interwebs) to lovingly tease each other, reminisce about 25-year-old stories, and proclaim that we were the best homeroom class out of the 6.
I went to the same school for 13 years. I cite this fact a lot when asked what made me leave Hawaii and move across the country - oh the claustrophobia, the feeling that it was such a tiny, tiny rock - a lot of that stemmed from school. But the dream of having my (currently non-existent) kids get to experience the same thing, it’s a big reason of why, someday, I’ll go back.
