Mom on the left, Dad on the right in a regular suit, so no.
Junior year instead of senior, but my yearbook picture from '88 wasn’t all that radically different. 1987, second from left.
I was also 20 in 1988 (haven’t scanned my pic), and I would have been on you like a bum on a bologna sandwich. You were hot!
Here I am affecting the “bored garage band rocker” pose, circa 1971.
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4653933841_1d0f966c18_o.jpg
I’m having a problem with the link.
Oh, come on, this is not the picture we want. You know the one. Do it!
Junior year, 1980.
I was rocking some matching tube socks, baby.
I still have that 1966 MG Midget, & chat with that young lady on FB!
I always have problems posting links to Flickr for some reason. Let’s see if photobucket works better…
Yeah, that one works. Were you a junior or senior? Because you look very very young in that pic.
I just found a picture of myself in grade 11 (1978-79). Here it is.
Disclaimer: I do not remember that shirt. I do not remember being in the same universe as that shirt.
A diamond in the rough. 
Junior year of high school. I’m in the green dress on the far right. I was 15, almost 16 (skipped a grade), and thought I was Alicia Silverstone, who at that time was making a name for herself in Aerosmith videos.
When this thread got revived I went to look at my senior pic but saw it was removed due to either “violation of ImageShack terms of service or by user request”.
I didn’t remember requesting that the picture be taken down, so I E-mailed them last week asking if it violated the terms of service, and if so how, but I haven’t heard anything back yet. 
And they put it back up, but it’s wider than before and so it’s out of proportion now. :rolleyes:
I was around the same age in my pic: 15, almost 16. (I think the pics were taken late in the school year, and I was born in the summer, but I don’t remember for sure when they were taken, and there was no date information with the picture.)
It’s not just my memories of high school. Girls did mature earlier, socially speaking.
I never had a pic in our yearbook. But, picture a very tall Eric Foreman, and you’re not far off.
We had a Kelso, and a Hyde, and a Jackie (anyone who was in my class could immediately identify the people I’m thinking of), and I dated a Donna for a couple of years.
ETA: Now that I thin of it, we had a Fez for a year, too!
I pretty much look the same, just older. 
Brown hair - check
Wire framed glasses - check
Button-down long-sleeve shirt - check
Jeans - check
I originally parted my hair in the middle, but went to a side-part sometime in HS.
I weigh more, that’s the big difference.
Well, I looked the same as I look now. On this old reject computer I’m using (laptop recently died, RIP) this is the only pic I can find from that time, but this was near the end of my senior year (2000). Now I’m just a little tanner (okay I’m not, but I did learn how to use make up to give the illusion) and I laid off the tweezers on my eyebrows a bit.
Oh, and now I wouldn’t have been having my kid baptized either :o (beautiful as she looked in her gown). I only did it even then for my mom, but now I wouldn’t even do that (much as I still love my mom…but I wouldn’t ESPECIALLY after how fellow church members were talking shit about me [for being young] and the other baby who was being baptized at the same time [for being Filipino and having several godparents {“they probably all live together too”}]–can you imagine sitting in attendance at babies’ baptisms and saying mean things–in earshot of those babies’ family and friends??).
http://inlinethumb23.webshots.com/37398/1138996064014773865S600x600Q85.jpg
In my Junior year (2001), I had this brilliant idea that I would volunteer at the local Renaissance festival to earn my community service hours; as a result, I got a long-lasting and bizarre-looking farmer’s tan out of the deal. Oh, and photos of me dressed as a “wench” and covered in glitter. Later in the school year, I chopped my hair to chin length and tried to dye it red. Initially, it was magenta, but calmed down to this color until it faded back to brown.
In my senior year (2002), I was in The Scarlet Pimpernel as several parts, including “haughty aristocrat #87” and “busty wench #783”. I only have evidence of the former, though.
At age 8, this is my favorite photo from my childhood. These days, I look more like this. Not a huge difference.
Senior year of High school, took no yearbook photo (too cool for school, as the photo below attests)
