Friday, March 15, 2013
Haiku Friday: Middle school
How bad can middle school get? Well, that's me there on the right.
I really can't explain the haircut. I think maybe it just took on the shape of the inside of my hockey helmet over the course of a long winter.
At any rate, let's haiku about middle school today. It can be anything related to your middle school experience: Dodgeball, clothes you wore to school, that one kid you knew who ate weird stuff, whatever. Indulge yourself!
Here is mine:
Would have been better
Just to go live on a farm
For those two long years.
Now it is your turn! I look forward to some illuminating entries.
Comments:
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Sharing Izod shirts
Tying bows on my Oxford shirts
The Preppy Handbook!
Great friends, first kisses
Skating, movies, sleepovers
All innocent fun.
Different high schools
Lost touch, made new friends and still
The memories true.
Tying bows on my Oxford shirts
The Preppy Handbook!
Great friends, first kisses
Skating, movies, sleepovers
All innocent fun.
Different high schools
Lost touch, made new friends and still
The memories true.
# posted by 
: 12:43 AM
: 12:43 AM
Poor unfortunate
Ralph. His crew cut buzzed by Mad
Mom. Waist under armpits.
Thought I was JackieK...
Pretty...cultured until my
Kotex hit sidewalk.
What would Jackie do?
It turns out she would walk tall...
Right past it. Gazelle.
Ralph. His crew cut buzzed by Mad
Mom. Waist under armpits.
Thought I was JackieK...
Pretty...cultured until my
Kotex hit sidewalk.
What would Jackie do?
It turns out she would walk tall...
Right past it. Gazelle.
Ya jumped on my toe
In Schottisch,felt me up in
Waltz.Looked down my blouse.
In the two-step,talked dirty...
I preferred schmaltz.Still...
Ya had cute smile...ass,
I mean,you ass! Geoff.
I still smell Old Spice
In air. I don't care.
In Schottisch,felt me up in
Waltz.Looked down my blouse.
In the two-step,talked dirty...
I preferred schmaltz.Still...
Ya had cute smile...ass,
I mean,you ass! Geoff.
I still smell Old Spice
In air. I don't care.
# posted by : 11:41 AM
: 11:41 AM
Listen,Osler--mind if I call ya Prince Valiant? Kinda fits,ya get my drift....? a little blue cheese on that wedge...or a pillow for that pageboy? That's the funniest thing I saw all mornin. Maybe all year
# posted by : 12:25 PM
: 12:25 PM
Oh, Jessica - I could relate to your perm fiasco! :/
Fine, thin, straight hair - sigh.
No amount of Aqua-Net
could make it poofy!
Fine, thin, straight hair - sigh.
No amount of Aqua-Net
could make it poofy!
Remember that guy
Who peaked in seventh grade?
5'10" and full beard?
He sure knew how to
Throw his weight around...wonder
What he is doing now.
Who peaked in seventh grade?
5'10" and full beard?
He sure knew how to
Throw his weight around...wonder
What he is doing now.
We didn't let him
sit at the "cool" table; now
he's an ophthalmologist.
-Robert Johnson
sit at the "cool" table; now
he's an ophthalmologist.
-Robert Johnson
# posted by : 3:17 PM
: 3:17 PM
Amidst no learning,
Awkwardness, family life hell.
Some friendships blossomed.
Park rats all year.
Riding bikes :), a bit of summer
Offered me comfort.
Back handsprings, cartwheels,
Along bookcase. Look!
So unlike shy me.
Yet somehow I learned
that like me, she wore a badge:
a motherless daughter.
I wasn't alone!
How I needed that friendship.
Sisters forever.
Awkwardness, family life hell.
Some friendships blossomed.
Park rats all year.
Riding bikes :), a bit of summer
Offered me comfort.
Back handsprings, cartwheels,
Along bookcase. Look!
So unlike shy me.
Yet somehow I learned
that like me, she wore a badge:
a motherless daughter.
I wasn't alone!
How I needed that friendship.
Sisters forever.
# posted by : 4:14 PM
: 4:14 PM
Sally. Many moons
Ago and you still think of
Me.Dancing.Come back
To me My Little
Deuce Coupe.I miss parts
Of you too.Wild Thing.
Ago and you still think of
Me.Dancing.Come back
To me My Little
Deuce Coupe.I miss parts
Of you too.Wild Thing.
# posted by : 4:51 PM
: 4:51 PM
Marcello was tall
Gold latte skin.His eyes told
Sky,it was not blue.
He sat behind me
And dipped my tawny braid in
Ink.No I said.Yes!
Summer by the pool
I looked for his hand...it was
Already in mine.
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Gold latte skin.His eyes told
Sky,it was not blue.
He sat behind me
And dipped my tawny braid in
Ink.No I said.Yes!
Summer by the pool
I looked for his hand...it was
Already in mine.
# posted by : 11:20 PM
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