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As I understand it, in particular MBA programs, students have to videotape themselves during mock interviews, giving presentations, and while they interact with people in a social setting, in order to objectively observe how they come across. To me, that sounds like a whole lot of stabbing myself in the tender-bottom-of-my-foot-area. But, hey. Whatever. I can relate, because that's what it's like to listen to my voice on the answering machine. They're totally the same thing.

So, here's my list of similar such pain:

That tap dance video
The one where I'm giving jazz hands.

My childhood diary
I like bunnies. Bunnies hop. Bunnies are hoppers. I want a bunny.

My teenage diary
I HAAAAAATE HER. I WANT TO DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE. AGGAAHHHHHHHHH.

My time capsule
Dear Me, how are you? This is weird. Are you famous yet? Hee hee.

Photos of my hair, circa 1986
Bowl. Cut.

Photos of my hair, circa 1988
Spiral. Perm.

Songs written when I was 15
Maaaagic Mirror...What will you reveeeeeal?...la la la

Laura Ashley
Pinafores, headbands, lace collars, oh my!

Thomasina Wheaton
The feminized first name, and actual last name of my two true loves. My pseudonym.

Certain blackmail-friendly discussions
Like I'm seriously going to tell you.

Sadly, each day I live, the list grows. Only, the list is a lot less funny now. Messing up monthly finances and paying through the nose on an interest rate just doesn't have the same ring to it. So, I'll fondly remember the days where the worst possible thing that could happen to me was that Tommy Kaplan might see where Tina wrote (my name + his) on her notebook in a show of support for my pure, undying, unrequited love.

Clearly, I remain as cool now as I was back then.