Kennedy High School - Profiles Yearbook (Bloomington, MN)

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I think I'm going to throw up. I know I’m going to throw up. I can't throw up. It’s almost my turn to go on. All these people are making me nervous. The B-Squad Kolleens are getting ready to perform. “Am I even? one asks. Jane Russell should be so even. I assure him. Asks another, “How do I look?” “Awful.” I believe in an honest approach. “Greatl” he shouts back as he prances out to the waiting crowd. They are really cheering. I hope they like me as much. I’ve worked so hard for today. Now all I want to do is hide under a rock somewhere and quietly die. So much for being a star. I just want to be Above: What determines the true marts of manhood? B-Squad KoOeens Todd Arseneau. Curt Lombeck. Mark Hud. Tom Hedberg. and Steve Coot ter think it's hairy legs and brg chests. Below right: As the Ko'ieens perform to the music of Moondance. Juke Seger. Denise Utter. MrctwUo Don. Brenda White and Laurie TuWey show off their danc ng expertise at the Homecoming Pepfest part of the crowd. But what if they like me? What if I do really well, and there’s a talent agent in the crowd, and he thinks I’m so wonderful that he rushes me off to Hollywood to sign a million-dollar contract? Calm down. You’ll be lucky if you look good under the lights and end up with a date for Friday night. It’s my turn. Well, here goes nothing. After all, what could possibly go wrong? Besides everything.