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Considering I recently left my adolescence, growing up is somewhat of a sensitive subject. While 18 is technically considered an “adult” by law, few days make you feel older than the day you exit your teenage years.
You can choose to dwell on the sadness of being a grown up, or you can sit back, throw on Bruce Springsteen’s “Glory Days” and take a trip down memory lane. For my readers who were also 90s kids, I want to remind you of just how sweet life was growing up.
First and foremost were the TV shows. Saturday mornings were used for waking up early and watching cartoons — not battling hangovers. “Modern Family” and “The Office” are great, but they have nothing on the days of “Hey Arnold,” “Doug,” “Aaahh!!! Real Monsters,” “Kenan & Kel,” “The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air,” “Rugrats,” “Scooby-Doo,” “The Angry Beavers” and “Rocket Power.” If you need me to go on I will, but I think you get the point.
West End lunches are great, but little excited you more than the thought of having a pizza Lunchable washed down with an ice-cold Capri Sun. The only political debate you had was which of the three starting Pokemon were best (clearly Charmander, for the record). Lisa Frank was the Lilly Pulitzer of modern day, and you would do anything for “The Magic School Bus” to be real. You would also know in an instant if a color were missing from your Crayola box.
In the music sector, the divide between Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC was enough to tear friendships apart. Britney Spears won my heart over like no other woman ever had before. Sorry frat parties, but we all know there ain’t no party like an S Club party.
Instead of going on Facebook in class, you counted down the minutes until it was “Oregon Trail” day in computer class, even though you could never keep all the buffalo you shot, and your sister all too often died of dysentery. Nothing in the world gave you more sadness than when Mufasa died in “The Lion King,” and nothing gave you more pleasure than running through the sprinklers in your front yard.
A version of this article appeared in the Nov 4 issue of the Collegiate Times.
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Why is it She Said: She Said again.
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Virginia Tech isn't Never-Never-Land.
I can't fly.
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Every week I read the He Said part I wonder if this will be the week Dane finally can manage to write an entire article without mentioning DX (while drunk), drinking, partying, or hangovers. Every week I am disappointed.
Don't get me wrong, Dane is obviously super awesome because he drinks and parties. It's really cool to talk about it all the time, especially in a place like Blacksburg and in the school newspaper, where the majority of the readers and residents probably don't partake in such activities.
So while I am disappointed in the fact that he can't go an entire article without mentioning it, I am at least happy that the coolest guy in school, no Blacksburg, no Virginia, hell, probably the entire world, writes for the paper.
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