Monday, August 30, 2010

Back to school tips for Madison Middle School 1986-87

By YOUR BEAUTIFUL AND SPLENDID GRADE MIDDLE SCHOOL COLUMNIST!

You are going into middle school and you no longer rule the school. HERE IS MY ADVICE TO YOU!

I use Noxema like every single night. I never go to bed without using Noxema—that would be so gross. It is so important to me. I have used it for like ever. Do you even know about daily cleansing?

Can you do a round off back handspring? Can you even do a round off? If you tell anyone I can't do a cartwheel I will kill you. No one cares about cartwheels anyway.

Don't say knapsack. Don't say sack lunch.

Do not bring a cold lunch. Do not buy hot lunch. Only ALACART! Alacart means pizza and French fries. Do not eat the mix vegetables. Stephanie eats the mix vegetables and even the soup and it reminds me of the words “BALANCED BREAKFAST” and makes me want to yak. That means barf.

Don’t say upchuck.

Are you good at drawing anything? Ria draws real eyes. She knows how to draw a sparkle on the eyeball and that bent rectangle that makes apples shine. She has a gift to draw lines that make things look like they are moving or stinking!

You might wear your brand new jeans and turtleneck and wool sweater from the Menswear when it is fall but it is 85 degrees. Everyone might ask you if you are okay because your head is red, and why are you all sweaty, and you look like you are going to puke or cry and don't sit by me! You have to fake it all the way home on the entire bus ride, so you can never stop smiling the entire way, and you run home and get trapped in your turtleneck and fall into your beanbag and cry because you are hot and your smiling hurts so bad. Because no way were you going to wear just a white turtleneck and jeans and nothing else all day like a gaywad.

Don't say sneakers.

Are you growing out your wedge cut? I can make a ponytail. I only need two barrettes on each side and three in the back. From the front it looks like a ponytail. Yes it does. Mine is way longer than yours. Yes it is.

Are you going to pick French or Spanish? French is all bonjuuuu, como tape tuuuu, le le le le blehhh. Pretty girls take Spanish and play the flute. I took saxophone but I quit after one day because everyone says the band teacher picks his nose and flings his boogers. Besides, my brother will not shut up playing Andy Griffith on his Sax.

Don't say saxaphone. Say sax.

My handwriting is now beautiful. When I sign my signature I put a swirl under it with two slashes. Do you have a signature? You might not need one.

I know all the words to “I guess that’s why they call it the blues” by Elton John. I love the part that goes "Laughin like children, livin like lovers, rollin like thunder, underrecover" I just got the 45. And Sheena Easton Strut. Jessica and I made the most awesome dance to Strut. We hold each other like real dancers! What 45s do you have?

Do you know any cheers? Do you know any cheers in English? Do you have moves?

Don't say foreign language camp. Say camp. Yes you did.

Do you like anyone? Not like, but LIKE like. Would you French someone if you could French someone? If you had to either French The Principal who has dandruff forehead, or the Lunch Lady who swings her stubby legs when she sits at the register, who would you French? You have to chose. Yes you do.

Wonderful.Now you know what to do. You’re welcome! Have fun in school. HA! JK!!! JK means just kidding. Don't say Just Kidding.

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31 comments:

  1. Ann-you are too much. Gaywad. You don't think I am a gaywad do you? No offense but I don't even need noxima, my skin is totally perfect. I'm gonna wear my yellow Lands End jacket on the first day of school. Even if it is 85 degrees. And my Benneton Rugby.
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  2. "Do you have a signature? You might not need one." Love it.

    GLOSSING OVER IT
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  3. The thing about posts like this one, where we go back in time, is that I get kinda stuck there, vividly remembering middle school. Like that time Jeremy Dresser tried to jump over me when I was sledding during recess but he kicked me in the head with his moon boot and I saw stars and Jenna took me to the nurse. It took a long time to get there because I was wearing moon boots and bouncing off the wall with my head spinning.

    See? It just keeps going like that.
    This is also when I got in trouble for knowing the words to Like a Virgin.

    The End.
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  4. I have been growing out my wedge cut for approximately three decades now. I'm down to two barrettes.

    Yes I am.

    ;-) A.
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  5. Your cartwheel secret is safe with me. Just don't tell your mom about that thing, okay? Because she will see my mom and say something and then I'll be dead and then everyone will know about your awkward cartwheels.
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  6. Too much here for me to list my favorites. I really can't. So funny. I love this voice. It's spot on perfect.

    (and you are a beautiful person for using your platform to help other people and their needs/causes.) xo
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  7. OMG I am cry laughing! "gaywad". Dying. And I was totally that kid that was super hot on the first day because I'd wear all my plaid wool back to school clothes in the 88 degree classrooms with no air but wouldn't want to look anything but cool.
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  8. yes I know I'm commenting twice but this post deserves it.
    I also would do these crazy hair concoctions so it would look so pretty in the front but like an alien hair-do in the back. I couldn't see the back so shut up.

    Also, you are such an asset to the blogging community. (I like totally said "ass". It's your fault I'm now thinking in 6th grade mentality)
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  9. Thanks, Ann. I'll prop you up during a lecture anytime.
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  10. Not like. LIKE like. This was going on in the 70s too. Your voice is exquisite in this from beginning to end.
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  11. You are the 35 year old Junie B. Jones. A high compliment, IMO.
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  12. 1. I want to blame your 1986 self for the handspring I tried to do in 8th grade. Even though that was 1978. It ended with me flat on the mat with the wind knocked out of me so bad I couldn't inhale! I swear my lower back problems started then. I never attempted anything more complicated than a forward roll ever after.
    2. My Mom's maiden name was French. Her middle name was May. When I was naming my daughter, her only advice was "avoid anything that sounds like a verb."
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  13. Our dandruff forehead vice-principal, Mr. Dornacker (say it out loud) was completely un-Frenchable.

    You are brilliant. Yes you are.
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  14. I still remember my first day of middle school outfit- the daisy dukes (oh the horror) and plaid shirt (in 55 degree San Francisco weather)a la Mariah Carey's Dreamlover video...I know I just dated myself please don't stone me!
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  15. I went to a school with uniforms - so we were always kind of hot (I secretly liked the uniforms but would never admit it and let anyone know that iwas actually a gaywad). I also suffered the humiliation of bringing a lunchbox to my new school when EVERYONE used brown paper bags. If I wanted to retract that statement, I would have yelled "psyche!" - but not very well as I never quite mastered that one. My first 45 was Jam On It and my first concert was Purple Rain. Full disclosure: I had to go with my Dad who only bought 2 tickets and was so lame about not letting 2 seventh grade girls go to a Prince concert unsupervised. The opening act where Sheila E. Simulated oral sex on some guy from the audience only seemed to cement his convictions. Parents...
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  16. heh
    does your ponytail make you look like Jo Polnichek?
    Mine does.
    Yes it does.

    Rene
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  17. OHMAGAWD! I just had some wicked flashbacks to thats wicked wedge cut I had in 6th grade that went amazing with my larger than life Sally Jesse Raphael frames on my glasses along with the awesome leggings and scrunched 3 pairs of socks with my belted sweater.
    Oh how times have changed.
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  18. Oh, I have been holding this in all DAY and didn't know where to dump it because I don't want to embarrass the little man, but this seems like the right time and place so here it comes....

    My oldest son started middle school today and ASKED ME TO BLOW DRY HIS HAIR! And though he has no idea what I'm talking about, he has that perfect Shaun Cassidy feathering thing going on.

    Holy crap, I can laugh now, and especially at your post, but middle school was hell. So happy to be done!

    Thanks for sharing!
    Elizabeth
    www.godeeperliz.blogspot.com
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  19. Wish I knew you back then. I did everything wrong. No wonder the lunch lady was my only friend. Yeah, I'd french her.
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  20. I so could have used your column back in the day ;)
    My smile hurts just from reading this. Yes it does.
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  21. This was wicked funny! I totally laughed so hard my neon hair tie fell off my side ponytail.

    Wanna go to the mall later? I ned to get some gnarly rhinestone braclets, and my grody sister wore my fave sweatshirt (which I had totally ripped at the neck to hang off my shoulder, my mom was wicked pissed) so I need a new one to wear to the Thompson Twins concert tonight!!!

    My Mom almost grounded me for telling my brother to eat Pop Rocks and drink diet coke... she was all like "he could die!!" AS IF. I was all, "MOM! As Frankie says - RELAX!"

    I'll see you at the mall! It will be wicked fun.

    -Ellie
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  22. Underrecover! LOL!

    My daughter just started 6th grade. Has only had one breakdown.

    Cheers,

    Casey
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  23. You are HILARIOUS.

    I can still remember wearing my sweater "fall" outfit when it was like 80 degrees outside. I was dying!!
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  24. Oh yeah baby I sweat in my school clothes just to wear my saved up for Guess Jeans. Yeah - it took all my money from a whole summer and I rocked them with my side ponytail and my adidias tennis. I wrote tons of notes too and folded them up into little oragami things the likes of which I am now wondering if I could still create. Maybe after another glass of wine I will try...and I will write it to you and sign in BFF with tons of xoxoxoxoxoxo at the end and I will sign it Brittany Depp (because I alwasy wanted to marry him). Yes I am that cool babe.

    Still laughing (but I'm not he is SOOOOOOOOO hot - I'm ignoring his creepiness of late ;))
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  25. I am laughing out loud-- That was fabulous. "Pretty girls take Spanish and play the flute..." Ha!

    I'm off to vote for the Pepsi Challenge!

    Cheers, jj
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  26. I played the clarinet for five minutes. Then the violin for 10 minutes. Quit b/c I broke so many strings and I wasn't at concert level after 10 lessons.
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  27. Haha! I read the tips too late! I should have read this decades ago and I would have immediately fit in! Too funny!
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  28. Dandruff forehead? Gag me with a spoon!

    I loved this, Ann! Like totally transported me back.
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  29. We totally had the same signature! Too many memories! Stop it!
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  30. Oh, the pain, and the familiarity of reading these posts.

    Yes, to the painful growing out of the wedge haircuts, and yes to the tears after said haircut sighted by h.s. boyfriend, to the words of "you look like an arrow."

    And the sock to the stomach reality of the dandruff foreheaded principal? I just puked in my mouth a little, just like the first day of school back then. Could've been the overheated status due to the premature wearing of the Fall Sweater Ensemble..may have been a contributor...
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