tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962663674229618682.post6622662203165317040..comments2024-02-15T02:30:28.535-05:00Comments on Fourth Grade Nothing: 2,000 Friends In Five YearsAllyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06076912971009055017noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962663674229618682.post-84667951345922755202010-02-24T17:58:19.474-05:002010-02-24T17:58:19.474-05:00I understand the whole sub-culture thing because I...I understand the whole sub-culture thing because I too, was a part of it, and it was the most amazing thing ever. Nirvana is still my favorite band today.<br /><br />I think I was different though, or my friends were different. There were a lot of us but we all stuck with each other. Like a family. A HUGE family. We dated each other, fought, laughed, and were generally pretty intense about one another. <br /><br />Whenever an 'outsider' came in to the group, we were all wary until they were accepted. Weird, isn't it?Pandorah's Boxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17675389717822828644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962663674229618682.post-20524618836325500932010-02-24T10:33:37.182-05:002010-02-24T10:33:37.182-05:00We were in the Ford Temp cruising down Huntington....We were in the Ford Temp cruising down Huntington. Trying unsuccessfully to get into the Dodger with our fake IDs. I thought Dix Hills put everyone to shame in the rich kids category?Copyboyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00339752422561039109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962663674229618682.post-57632307293622592742010-02-24T10:19:30.121-05:002010-02-24T10:19:30.121-05:00That was probably one of the best album covers eve...That was probably one of the best album covers ever.joehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01730346201919898362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962663674229618682.post-15453017551366019272010-02-23T20:14:48.878-05:002010-02-23T20:14:48.878-05:00Sounds oh so familiar! We used to all cram into my...Sounds oh so familiar! We used to all cram into my bust ass baby blue Ford Escort and hang at a park we called Dragon Park (it has a huge mossaic dragon sculpture you can sit on and climb). We wouls party with masses of people. Some I still talk to and others... idk...<br />teen years are like that I guess. Good times.<br />Awesome post!!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962663674229618682.post-48531489743251002252010-02-23T20:04:42.105-05:002010-02-23T20:04:42.105-05:00Yes, and I sometimes wonder what happened to them....Yes, and I sometimes wonder what happened to them. I remember being at the Jersey Shore and a guy we met was going to Vietman. Did he make it back? He broke up with his girlfriend because he didn't want her to wait. She was crying and he was crying. We didn't even know these people...they were just staying at the same motel. We were friends for a weekend.Bettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com