Oh Boy!

It's been 20 years. 

I forget just how ridiculous those boy bands were.

(And how much we were into them.)

Poor Kurt Cobain would have risen from the dead only to die from embarrassment knowing his face graced my bedroom wall at the same time as a Backstreet Boys poster. The horror!

A lot has changed for me since the 1990's. Pinks and feminine florals no longer repulse me, my taste in music is now much more inclusive, and I've even quit smoking.

The bad taste in my past is something I'm quite comfortable admitting to now, but SMH. Why, oh why, was I ever into this other 'N Sync guy?

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