Thursday, June 16, 2011

Middle School sucked in the 80s...

In 1989 I turned 12 years old. I started out the year in 6th grade and spent the majority of the year learning what "cool" was.

Cool in 1989 was all about acid washed jeans, crispy gravity defying hair, Aussie 3 minute miracle (presumably to revitalize the crispy hair), and giant camcorders that recorded it all on full sized VHS tapes. I spent most of the year jamming out to Janet Jackson's Rhythm Nation and Paula Abdul's Straight Up while crushing on a boy who hadn't discovered girls yet.

The Coreys were on their way out with Dream A Little Dream and Keanu Reeves was making his debut in Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure. We were on the verge of a new decade and things were changing.

Ah, nostalgia.

I remember, distinctly thinking that this was cool:

(Evidently you can watch the whole cheesy movie, Teen Witch, on YouTube, starting with this video. I can't tell you how excited I am about this.)

It was mostly a terrible year for me, the year that encompassed the end of 6th grade and the beginning of 7th. I rode the bus to my middle school and endured relentless teasing from older, more popular kids. I was chubby and had an unfortunate case of acne and my parents had not yet succumbed to the begging and pleading from me to buy my clothes at Benetton and The Gap.

I wanted a boyfriend and I envied my friends who were fortunate and cute enough to have already experienced the joy that was parent chauffeured dates to the movies and phone conversations until 10 pm with a cute boy.  I wrote angsty poetry and doodled smiley faces and hearts in my notebooks. I learned how to write notes to my BFF in code and fold them in the shape of an arrow.

It's this stage of life that my oldest child will be entering in the next few months.

I think things might be better for him.  I think maybe things are better for kids in general these days.  I hope so anyhow.


Liz said...[Reply to comment]

Was it that year that a certain jackass classmate of ours received an open-face hamburger to his face in the cafeteria compliments of you? That was AWESOME.

Domestic Spaz said...[Reply to comment]


Ah, you remember our 6th grade lunch hour so clearly. Yes, it was poor Jack who got a face full of ketchup and mustard after making fun of a zit I had under my nose.

And then Mrs. Raulerson, the dean, who was also an art teacher that I think I've actually written about before in the blog (have to go find that), sided with ME when he went to complain. It was one of those rare middle school triumphs.

Domestic Spaz said...[Reply to comment]


Ah, found it.

Bella Anya said...[Reply to comment]

OMG- I was just thinking about that movie the other day!
I think it's maybe a little better - at least now they have Proactive! I wish they had that in the 80's!