Not that anyone gives a shit about me. I always felt special being
the only
person from LA in my class. I guess I had some sort of teen messiah angst.
That and a head full of bad acid trips. Read in if you care.
>
> Lost all three MIU yearbooks - '81, 82', and '83 - after I entrusted an
> ex-spouse to hold
> them (and a full bookcase of other books) for safe-keeping.
> Thanks for the link, Cameron ! I'm having a blast reviewing those heady
> years again !
I started in 83. For some reason they didn't include my first year class..
Which was the biggest ever. We got a hardcover 84, a combined softcover
85-86, and no 87. My class stirred up some shit. But no surprise considering
we thought we were a real college campus. I believe we literally drove some
people crazy. Orsatti? I'm in the 85-86 yearbook in literature and the black
girl on the same page was my first love. But by then we were broken up. MIU
to me is still mainly her. And my sTHP stint. I guess studying literature
was fun but not valuable.
God, I loved my class. Especially first year. Then later I became friends
with the year after me as for some reason I simply had no friends amongst my
peers any more. Actually it's because I joined student THP for a years and a
half so I guess I got desynchronized. I liked this couple Nynka and Eric,
this red head Rhonda, and her boyfriend. He eventually became my best
friend. I was a mean bastard for stealing her from him.But it was her choice
so what could I do? She meant everything to me at the end there. My single
favorite person at MIU was named Laura Smith. She had a brother Mike. She
and I blew it by trying to have sex on top of our friendship. I'm willing
to forgive and forget. She just always made me feel good. Too few people
like that.
When original THP and MD left in 86 all the great vibes left with them and
never came back. We student THP didn't crank out the vibes, I found, so I
stopped feeling like doing 2 hour programs. 87 was the second worst year of
my life. Graduation, moved home for a year and did extra work, had to get
away from LA again. Went to New Orleans.
I'm surprised at the low turnout of alumni here.
