I wish I had an Amiga like my friend Barry. His dad is a computer expert and a very strange man. When I once told him my family ate kosher, he asked me if I thought god would strike me down with lightning if I ate a pork sausage. I said I didn't think so. He is very grumpy and I don't like him being around. He also lets Barry watch stuff like Monty Python, Blackadder, and Not The Nine O'Clock News. I have never seen these before, but I watch them when I'm over at Barry's house and they are very funny.
I still have to go to Hebrew school every Sunday and I hate it. I think it is funny that we use a local Catholic school for our Hebrew classes and so there is a big statue of Jesus on the cross on the wall. In the week, I go to an all-boys school, so it is strange to see girls at Hebrew school, though sometimes they have differenet classes from us. I have a really big crush on Samantha Robin, but she is angry with me because me and another boy found a ribbon and started pulling it and playing with it and it turned out to be hers.
I really like pop music. I saw Michael Jackson and Kim Wilde at Wembley last year, and I also just saw MC Hammer and Snap, which was amazing! I read Smash Hits but I don't understand all of the jokes. I also listen to the radio and tape songs I like off of it, then record myself making announcements between them. My friend Daniel's brother also made me a tape with James Brown and LL Cool J on it. I listen to it until it breaks.
I am doing really well at school, especially English, because I have got the highest marks for every story essay ALL year, except for once when my friend Ian won. I LOVE writing stories and write in a sketchbook at home as well as at school. For some reason, I am good at everything except science. I get bullied a bit by some of the boys in the year above me, but people in my class know that I am funny so they like me. Soon those older boys will leave, I hope.
Every Friday I have to go and see a child psychologist in hampstead called Mrs Luchiani. It is because my teachers and my parents think that I have a very bad temper. I guess I do, but I enjoy having a bad temper, it is something I use to protect myself because I am quiet small. I think that they are all overreacting, but I had to start doing this because I beat up my friend Adam P1nk3rf13ld after school when he went around telling everyone that I am the devil. Mrs Luchiani is strange, she gets me to talk about my week and draw pictures. I mostly draw pictures of Garfield and Disney characters, which I am very good at drawing. Sometimes we just sit in silence and this makes me very uncomfortable.
Every Friday, my mum takes me to variety Video in Belmont Circle and I rent a film. She lets me watch most things even though I am young, and I see a lot of Steve Gutenberg and John Candy movies, as well as horror films like Poltergeist whcih scare me. I genuinely believe in ghosts and psychic phenomena, especially after my grandmother died and my mum says that she saw her ghost sitting on my aunt's sofa. I am also terrified of the possibility of World War III and a new holocaust, and have lots of nightmares about concentration camps and Nazis. I am convinced that a World War could start literally overnight without warning, and that people would come knocking on our door to take us away because we were Jewish. One night, there was an illegal rave in a field close to our house. I heard all the shouting and police helicopters overhead and was convinced that it was the beginning of the end.
― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Saturday, 7 February 2004 17:15 (twenty years ago) link
― latebloomer (latebloomer), Saturday, 7 February 2004 17:20 (twenty years ago) link
Not much in the beging of being ten year old me. I had just started growing acustom to being the smartest one in the calss. Then Fourth grade was over. I went to NYC for a week during summer break. Spent the rest of summer in summer school. A couple of my friends were in the same summer school. Then I was off to Fifth grade.
In fifth grade a few things changed. As we all know, 9/11 happened. That was quite a day for a ten year old. You know, your grandma waking up at six in the morning and then minutes later wake you up by screamming at the television. Well, something else happened that year. A girl I only knew through one of my friend's sister had skipped a grade. She ended up in my class. So now it was, will Aja still be the smartest one? I think I was.
What else happened was the first time I was accused of liking boys. I was always a tomboy, and still am, so it was strange that I would like boys this young. The truth was, I didn't like any boys. I had however become friends with more boys, especially a boy named Luis. He is like the kind boy who doesn't play sports. So then every one was saying I liked him. That was so wrong. He liked me. He even told me. I decided I still wanted to be his friend. He says he doesn't liek me any more but others say he does. I don't care. We became good friends when we started talking about the Simpsons everyday. I hadn't quite discovered music yet, so it was all about the Simpsons.
Nothing much else happened. It was pretty much the same as all the other years of my life.
― Aja (aja), Saturday, 7 February 2004 17:36 (twenty years ago) link
― Sheena Knight, Monday, 15 August 2005 09:21 (eighteen years ago) link
― C J (C J), Monday, 15 August 2005 09:41 (eighteen years ago) link
― GARUG, Monday, 15 August 2005 10:18 (eighteen years ago) link
― JTS, Monday, 15 August 2005 12:30 (eighteen years ago) link
I thought I was gay. (I wasn't).
I thought I was pretty cool (I wasn't).
I thought that I could communicate complex thoughts nonverbally with my dog. (Unproven).
I thought there could be no better friend in the world than J3r2mi4h King. (There could, and dissecting cow's hearts wasn't fun).
I thought that sex involved ice cubes and pee. (Occasionally, unfortunately, true).
I thought that if I sat on the swingset and closed my eyes and fantasized about ice cubes and pee and a certain girl in my class nobody could tell. (They could: it was the raging hard-on that gave it away.)
I went by "J.C." and I spelled it "Jaycee." (Why, why, why?)
I read Watership Down for a book report and got my first F, 'cus my teacher didn't believe I could understand it. (Marxist bunnies!)
― Remy (x Jeremy), Monday, 15 August 2005 18:04 (eighteen years ago) link
Physically yes, but mentally?
― nathalie starts to cry each time we meet (stevie nixed), Monday, 15 August 2005 18:08 (eighteen years ago) link
― Ian Riese-Moraine: a casualty of social estrangement. (Eastern Mantra), Tuesday, 16 August 2005 00:51 (eighteen years ago) link
― Jeff-PTTL (Jeff), Tuesday, 16 August 2005 00:57 (eighteen years ago) link
mentally, he's 30
― amon (eman), Tuesday, 16 August 2005 02:42 (eighteen years ago) link
The housemaster is Quack Mendl. He calls me the "the fairy footballer" and, in exchange for exemption from corporal punishment, tries to recruit me as a spy. When I tell my parents proudly about this they say "I hope you're not turning into a clipe". I learn my lesson. I try to teach the other boys how to masturbate (it somehow involves crushing a piece of paper against the mattress with your genitals) but they feign incomprehension. Or perhaps they aren't actually doing it yet.
I'm top in English and bottom in everything else. They call me "Nidge" because my initials are N.J. Or sometimes "Rabbit", because I have rabbity front teeth. I doodle on my school jotters and riff so fast during guitar lessons that the teacher tells me to slow down. I run everywhere, playing a game called "Greek Drivers" which involves overtaking on blind corners. I win a drawing prize and appear as Black Patch The Pirate in a school play called "Ultima Ora", the last shore. I completely fail to memorize my lines, and improvise instead. I'm invited to sing at the boarding house end-of-year concert. I do an acoustic guitar version of "She'll Be Coming Round The Mountain" and everybody joins in. Callum Campbell, who I love but also hate because he's good-looking but also savage, tries to get people to call me "Humperstink" because I'm a singer, but the name doesn't stick.
My cassette tape recorder gets confiscated. Transistor radios are banned in the boarding house, but housemaster Quack has never seen a tape recorder before, and it's not included in the rules. He takes it anyway. He also confiscates a book of sheet music from "Hair", sex manual "The Little Red Schoolbook" and a US military cap I wear in bed. I'm reading Gerald Durrell and Paul Gallico and Evelyn Waugh's "Decline and Fall".
I only really feel happy in the holidays, riding my yellow bike around the "fast routes" of Psychiko with my brother Mark, listening to the cicadas, playing with other ex-pat kids like Sisi and Lala, the hippy twins, or Martina, the American girl with the glass cube house. Highlight of the year is probably singing "Hey Jude" with the garage band belonging to "Monster", a rich American teen who lives in a big Hardy Boys house along Narkissou. I've never sung with a band before.
― Momus (Momus), Tuesday, 16 August 2005 06:34 (eighteen years ago) link
― gunther heartymeal (keckles), Tuesday, 16 August 2005 11:34 (eighteen years ago) link
― Robert Dipple, Thursday, 25 August 2005 10:01 (eighteen years ago) link
when i was ten i had just moved to brighton, brisbane, australia from margate in redlcliffe. (like a five min drive from my old house)i came to a new school and was surprised at how small it was (350/360 kids), i was givin (literally) a friend named alicia and i hated it, but she was the only one who would sit with me so i sorta just blocked it all out. i had friends in my grade that i could talk to but in lunch hrs and stuff they went off and i just didnt fit in. i stayed at alicias once (please never again!!!) and she was trying to give me alchohol (i was ten!!)but i didnt drink, after that i got a bf and she was like "its between me and him choose" and i choose her (who else would sit with me), my bf ran downstairs wen i told him i chose her and started hitting his head on a brick wall. 3yrs he got a brain tuma and had to go thruough kemo ect.. hes getting a lot better thank good but i cant help think that part of that all was my fault. but everyone says it was when he went head over heels off his bike. lots of people hated me in primary school because i told them what i thought of them. alicia turned nasty so i told he to get lost. then i found friends that i knew i was going to be friends for life with. brooke, kara and jacob. we were best friends for nearly 2 yrs and brooke, jacob and i all went to high school while kara went to a diff school, we all still keep in contact with her and i can tell you that even though when i wa 10 i hated most of it, i made the best friends that will always be there for me and that truely makes me happy.
― Sarah Ruth Schmidt, Thursday, 25 August 2005 21:39 (eighteen years ago) link
― aimurchie (aimurchie), Friday, 26 August 2005 01:42 (eighteen years ago) link
― estela (estela), Friday, 26 August 2005 01:55 (eighteen years ago) link
― aimurchie (aimurchie), Friday, 26 August 2005 02:27 (eighteen years ago) link
My best friend Tricia Murphy said that Kevin Dunn's parents told him the facts of life right there at the dinner table. I am stunned by this information, mostly becuase I don't know what the facts of life are. When I asked my mother, she told me alot about birds and eggs, and then handed me a book about bees.I feel that "the facts of life' are, indeed FACTS - and RULES - that everyone will become privy to as they grow older. Kind of like going from brownie to girl scout.FACT: Work hard and you will progress.That sort of thing.I feel that my goal should be to figure out "the facts of life".I am devastated when I realize it's just sex.
― aimurchie (aimurchie), Friday, 26 August 2005 03:28 (eighteen years ago) link
― estela (estela), Friday, 26 August 2005 03:35 (eighteen years ago) link
School starts and I have the teacher known for strict alphabetical order and forcing people to learn all the state capitals by heart. A boy I barely know let a crush on me fester all summer. He presents me, silently, with a thick handful of notepaper on which he has written my name, over and over, 4 columns to a side, each side, 5 whole sheets. I will still have these in my possession, 35 years later. Although we continue through school together for 7 more years, we never mention this incident. This is the year I want to be a detective. We have to write formal letters as a class assignment, so I write to President Richard Nixon, informing him of my current skills with cyphers and codes, asking for a job with the FBI.
I earn some money by babysitting for various neighbors on our quiet street and use it to buy an MIA bracelet. My parents (mostly my mother, for some reason) and I fight about it. I will wear it every day until I am 15.
My mother plays piano and our house rings with the music. We have a turntable in the living room and my sister and I play Tom Lehrer's album, the one with the red, white and black cover, with the devil playing a curving keyboard, over and over again, until we have it all memorized. Then we produce skits, acting out the songs. I don't understand the implications of My Home Town or The Old Dope Peddler for two or three more years. We see the high school production of Annie Get Your Gun. I fall in love with the guy who plays the lead.
Toward the end of the school year as my 11th birthday approaches, I proceed to fall in love with a boy in my class (not the one who had the crush) and scheme up a way to kiss him. Quite cleverly I say "Let me tell you a secret" and when he leans down I kiss him by the ear. He doesn't realize what has happened, wants to know what secret. I am overcome with something, possibly shame, and can not speak to him until we are seniors in high school.
It is a good year. The next year, life started falling apart, but when I am 10, things are okay.
― Jaq (Jaq), Friday, 26 August 2005 04:50 (eighteen years ago) link
― aimurchie (aimurchie), Friday, 26 August 2005 10:26 (eighteen years ago) link
~Rambling of a Procrastinator~
"Thank you, come again" - Apu from Simpsons
― soccer_gal, Monday, 19 September 2005 00:29 (eighteen years ago) link
― aya, Monday, 19 September 2005 00:36 (eighteen years ago) link
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Monday, 19 September 2005 00:44 (eighteen years ago) link
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- and wore the whole thing with pride. My best friends were M4rk Ashcr0ft and Ne1l Bra1den and on Saturday afternoons we used to go to each others' houses to play football outside and video games. Mark had Streetfighter II on the SNES so we used to play that a lot though I wasn't very good. When we went to Neil's we sometimes played Subbuteo though I could never really see the appeal. The prettiest girl in my class was called C4ther1ne Wyl13. She was beautiful but way out of my league. I fancied Judy Ch4n but she ended up going out with Neil, despite sending both of us Valentine's cards. I was sad but not surprised. He was funnier and better at football than me. And not as nerdy. I was one of the brightest in my class and used to have healthy rivalry with J0hn Denn1s0n and Ph1l1p And3rson for who would come top in class tests. I got 76/80 once in a mock 11+ - we did these every week. Once J0hn got 78 and I was a bit jealous. I'd never beat that.
When I was 10 my (paternal) Grandpa died. Mum got the phone call just as we were coming home one day and, crying, told us to stay in the car - presumably so we wouldn't hear it from someone else. The Troubles were still going on (I'm from NI) so I thought there might be a bomb in the house. There wasn't, but there was much crying when Dad got home. Mum and Dad didn't take us to the funeral, which I'm still not happy about. We were far too overprotected. We went to a memorial service a couple of weeks later though. I liked Grandpa - he always gave us Mr Kipling's almond slices when we went to his flat, and he had a moustache that bristled when he kissed me.
My brother and I were childminded by a friend of my mum's called Etta. We went to her house after school and during the holidays. I hated having to get up early all summer, but we could watch TV and play football in their huge garden with her boys, who were both older than us. They were pretty cool, and liked bands like Nirvana, the Chilis, Dead Kennedys, Alice In Chains and Mudhoney. I was a little intimidated by this stuff.
In all, I was a happy ten-year old, but probably a bit too precocious and nerdy for my own good. This would catch up on me at "big school".
― Crackity (Crackity Jones), Monday, 19 September 2005 11:06 (eighteen years ago) link
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― soccer_gal, Sunday, 25 September 2005 19:28 (eighteen years ago) link
― SPARTACUS TWATTERY (I AM LOGGED ON), Sunday, 25 September 2005 19:46 (eighteen years ago) link
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Sunday, 25 September 2005 20:57 (eighteen years ago) link
― Maria Hill, Thursday, 1 December 2005 13:10 (eighteen years ago) link
― kelley erin petrone, Saturday, 10 December 2005 16:52 (eighteen years ago) link
― aimurchie (aimurchie), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 12:18 (seventeen years ago) link
6th grade.
Only been in North Florida less than a year.
Breakdancing, although very bad at it.
Hip-Hop fanatic!
I asked the Black girl in my class what she listened to hoping for the presumptious answer of the R&B/rap station Magic 95, but she said "Rock". I said "hard rock or soft". "Hard". Asked her about Quiet Riot and she never heard of them. (?!)
Remember seeing The Disco 3 on Video Soul. They announced they were going to change their name to The Fat Boys. Then they spat all over the place.
I began spitting all over the place.
The next door neighbor insisted on calling me a "Yankee".
I discovered the Lifetime Network and the Regis Philbin show. Thought I was on some underground shit.
Couldn't understand why I had gone from being the class comedian in Michigan to a total outcast in Florida.
Now know they were rednecks.
― Rev. PappaWheelie (PappaWheelie 2), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:02 (seventeen years ago) link
― Jessie the Monster (scarymonsterrr), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:30 (seventeen years ago) link
It was 1988, jeans were pegged and parachute pants were aplenty. I was a 5th grade student at Southern Elementary, here in Lexington, KY. I'm not sure what was big on the radio, but I owned 2 cassette tapes at the time: TMBG's debut LP and Fishbone's debut EP. I probably only knew who either of them were because of my dad.
I had a crush on a girl named Erin Gr4bh4m. Twice I had dreams of rescuing her from mountain lions wtf. Names kids called me: "Nicky Fumes" and "Stinkweed", insinuating that I smelled bad. I showered daily and even began wearing cologne, but they continued to berate me for my supposed consistant unpleasant odors. I promise I wasn't a farting machine or anything.
This year I had a friend whose name was also Nick, he was a year younger than me, and smaller, hence we were called "Big Nick" and "Little Nick". His sister was a 14 year old classic babe-in-disguise, her hotness masked by monstrous glasses and a horrible hairdo. (I remember this because it was around this time I got my first erection.) He shoplifted a LOT and after awhile I tried it too. I shoplifted a couple candy bars, a plastic parachute man, etc., until once my mom caught me and made me return the stuff to the store. I was then grounded for 2 weeks, during which time I took apart a crappy TV and never successfully put it back together.
― choinklate (nickalicious), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:45 (seventeen years ago) link
― choinklate (nickalicious), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:48 (seventeen years ago) link
― m coleman (lovebug starski), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:48 (seventeen years ago) link
― m coleman (lovebug starski), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:51 (seventeen years ago) link
― choinklate (nickalicious), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:57 (seventeen years ago) link
(What I remember about 1998...A) I threw an awesome Halloween party, and B) I knocked up my girlfriend.)
― choinklate (nickalicious), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:58 (seventeen years ago) link
― choinklate (nickalicious), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 13:59 (seventeen years ago) link
Okay, sorry, back to 10 years old.
― choinklate (nickalicious), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 14:01 (seventeen years ago) link
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 14:02 (seventeen years ago) link
Oh yeah, crushes, schools, bands, and stuff...
In the 5th grade portion, I like some girl who's name I can't even remember now (lame). I kinda overheard her telling a mutual friend that she "liked that new guy because he looked like Ricky Shroder" (for the record, I grew up to look more like Gary Oldman -- oddly enough, I'm Mexican). Anyway, never had the balzac to make a 10 year old move on her.
In the 6th grade portion, I like Jennifer B, only because the puerto rican guy in the class told his friend that "she looked kinda good wearing a tie". This may've been my first lesson in fashion as a turn on. Frankly, she wasn't necessarily pretty, but just having someone else put her attire in a new perspective was enough to carry me for the whole year. We were nothing more than acquantances though.
During high school, my music partner had dated her in 9th grade or something. I had so many crushes during that span that I never even thought to mention to him that I had a crush on her in 6th grade.
As far as that 5th grade-9th grade era, I attended 8 schools in 5 years.
The Jacksonville Florida school system had these crappy "centers" instead of proper middle schools (6th grade center, 7th grade center, etc)...and my parents being new to Florida and haven't yet found their niche moved once a year in the middle of each year.
I always tried to get my friends into a "band" also. I'd scavenger their houe for "instruments", which always turned out to be their younger siblings toy piano or something. I was the jackass that'd actually try to charge neighborhood kids to watch us "perform" in the backyard.
― Rev. PappaWheelie (PappaWheelie 2), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 14:14 (seventeen years ago) link
Major fears at the time: probably quicksand, dinosaurs, and anything I'd seen/read in a scary book. (Somehow I managed to get my mother to let me read The Amityville Horror, which spooked me).
― Sara R-C (Sara R-C), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 14:16 (seventeen years ago) link
― I will commence to drop a knowledge bomb. (Rock Hardy), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 14:21 (seventeen years ago) link
I'm going to visit that dam for the first time as an adult in two weeks.
― Rev. PappaWheelie (PappaWheelie 2), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 14:26 (seventeen years ago) link
I didn't know you were from Orange County. I'm sorry.
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 14:28 (seventeen years ago) link