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| My high school graduation! Do I look the same? |
I don't hate my memories from high school (there are definitely many fond ones), but there are many memories that, as a young adult, I wish I could hide in a box with a lock. We do some ridiculous things in those years when many of us are searching for an identity.
Don't you remember that time? You wanted to be like something. Everyone was categorized and typecasted to make it easier to become that role. Some people changed their identities overnight; some even changed their entire circle of friends just as fast.
