Sometimes I try to look up old friends from my educationally disjointed childhood. Unlike my suburban contemporaries, I didn't go all the way through school with one single person. First, I went to elementary school, grade 1-6. (they had a K but we didn't live there yet). Then all my elementary school friends were being sent to the private prep school for rich upper east siders and I ended up at the public JHS. Then I skipped a grade, because back in those days they had this accelerated deal where you did 7th, 8th and 9th in 2 years and I was all about getting out of my parents house ASAP when I was 12 and decided that was the program for me. Then, during 9th grade when it was time to take exams for the specialized high schools (a NY thing) I only took the test for the science schools. My parents figured that if I didn't make it in they would pack up and head for Westchester. (which was something they always talked about but never did) I got in, but here is the hitch- that year the difference between Stuyvesant and Bx Science was a single point. I made it in to science by the skin of my teeth and my two best pals headed off south to Stuyvesant, my train went north to da bronx and that was the end of that.
So here is the thing. I tried to find my BF from grades 1-6. She had a tough life, and eventually left the prep school to live somewhere else with her father (all my friends before JHS came from divorced/single parent families except one) and I'd occasionally hear rumors that she was having a bad relationship with her mom or something and in the end I never saw her again. In the mean time, now it's 2009 and I tried to find her on Facebook. What's up with all the sunglasses on facebook? Or worse, pictures of cupcakes or babies or scenery for profile pics. You aren't a baked good! Show me your FACE!
I saw a woman, looking about my age with my old BF's name, who could totally be my old BF and I sent her a message. She says she isn't my old BF. I don't believe her. Crazy right? Am I losing it over here? You tell me. Is this totally her or what? (keeping in mind that her mother worked for a plastic surgeon so my friend's future nose job was always a topic of discussion in her house)
But then I saw this other chick and I wondered if Amy W could have gone blonde and I thought I might send a message out to her too. Just in case.
Speaking of names, I finally learned that there is someone with my same name (who is known by just about every freaking body) who lives in the town where my photo is hanging in the gallery/frame store. I don't like that, which only reaffirms my decision to work under my maiden name. It's much less common and also gives a nod to dad, he was a really great guy. Today is his birthday.