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[phamos]

Enjoy the new book about the single most important publication in teen girl history. Sassy changed their lives? It changed mine, too. I'm sure I've written about Sassy on here before at some point, so I won't babble for too long. But I was weird in middle school. Sassy taught me that it was cool to be weird. And even if that mentality has bubbled over to unfortunate effect into the totally overwrought hipster scene, it doesn't change the fact that some funky 20-something girls in New York once told me that it was OK to wear Docs or Birkenstocks and listen to Liz Phair and dye your hair with Kool-aid (although they didn't recommend the latter, just for the sticky-and-impractical factor). It's hard to overstate how revolutionary that was for a gawky, dorky 12-year-old girl at a private school in Buffalo. I know many of you can relate.

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um, space monkey

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I didn't really get Sassy when I was in high school. Back then I simply thought that some people responded to a different set of stimulae than others. After college I'm perfectly okay going up to someone who's clearly part of a jet-set in-crowd and making a fool out of myself and then thinking to myself, hmm, sorry you probably don't like me but I think it's terrific that I got up the nerve, in an intellectual do you know who Searle is?, to try and relate to you in a supercilious but politically neutral manner.
-joanyin

Re: um, space monkey

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Sassy probably ended at exactly the right time for me -- if I'd read it all through high school, I miht have been somewhat insufferable, but it got me through that last year of middle school, set me in the right direction, said, "OK, here are your tools -- GO!" and then disappeared.

It's funny, because I think that sense of not-caring-if-I-make-a-fool-of-myself feeling PEAKED for me in high school. I've become more fearful in my old age.