Childhood Glee By Proxy.

I'm sitting in the Peer Health office doing some Call-in Walk-in hours...so I may have to go if somebody decides to stop by and ask some question about a urinary tract infection or to buy prophylactics. I apologize in advance.

Anyway, someone -- presumably my dear Anne Louise -- left an entire box of CapriSuns for PH Members to dip into during their shifts. Now, the box has been sitting here for a good long time -- probably a month now, and I was never really moved to partake...until tonight. I poked open a pouch of Pacific Cooler (which I believe was the original flavor) and became really nostalgic.

It's weird because I never really had CapriSuns as a kid (I was a Mott's Apple Juice type of elementary school student)...instead I sort of watched on as my friends would trade flavors and poke away. I was secretly envious -- not so much because CapriSuns taste good, but rather because they were "cool" for middle schoolers. In retrospect, I realize they were cool only because they were in a pouch, rather than my lame carton juice boxes. Middle-schoolers are superficial. Especially me, apparently.

Incidentally, I remember once when I actually did have a CapriSun at school (it was when I was living with Nile after the earthquake -- her parents were decidedly "cool" enough to give us CapriSun), it was missing a straw. It was a sad day in my middle-school life.

P.S. Who knew that CapriSun was all natural and without preservatives? Amazing.