some things just don't change
Mar. 1st, 2014 09:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kareinaI am spending the evening looking through old high school yearbooks for a research project (I am coordinating a memorial wall for the upcoming 40th anniversary of the founding of Steller, and want photos of those who are, sadly, no longer among the living). I am amused to see the text I wrote for my parting words when I graduated (in 1984):
"Six years already? How time flies, just yesterday I was in seventh grade! Let's see... Do I have any words of wisdom to leave behind? I can only say that Steller has been one of the best things that has ever happened to me. So take care of my school for me, I'll be back to visit. My future plans? I plan to spend my life traveling, learning, and growing as a person!"
So, there you go, 30 years later, and my writing style and point of view haven't really changed. And I would say that I am doing fairly well fulfilling those "plans"...
"Six years already? How time flies, just yesterday I was in seventh grade! Let's see... Do I have any words of wisdom to leave behind? I can only say that Steller has been one of the best things that has ever happened to me. So take care of my school for me, I'll be back to visit. My future plans? I plan to spend my life traveling, learning, and growing as a person!"
So, there you go, 30 years later, and my writing style and point of view haven't really changed. And I would say that I am doing fairly well fulfilling those "plans"...