*Haha I love how this is what comes p when you Google image awkward middle schoolers!
So the other night my Mom and I were driving back from dropping food off at our friends house (she just had surgery and she's like a second Mom to me) when we passed the middle school I used to attend aptly known as, "West Penitentiary". I don't recall exactly what I said but I made a snide comment referencing how much I hated that place. Honestly, those were the worst 3 years of my life.
Middle School is that awkward stage where puberty happens and guys realize girls don't have cooties. There voices get high and crack at in opportune moments, they cant control there hard on's and they start shaving even though most of them don't have facial hair.Girls realize boys are competition, start getting boobs, wear training bras and become more bitchy than usual during that "special time of the month." Hormones are raging, being "cool" is everything and for reasons I will never understand they take 1,000 (give or take) of these "hormone raging, competitive, bitchy kids" and put them in one building together for 8 hours a day.
Yes. Middle School "Sux!"
I remember in eighth grade crying myself to sleep every night because my parents were fighting, I didn't enjoy what I was learning and the kids at school were -well lets just say- not always the nicest (ok some of them were bitches..yea I said it).
I specifically recall in 7th grade a day I have maybe talked about once before now. I remember in middle school AIM was a big thing and who you were IM'ing was important. I was talking over AIM with a friend when a screen name I did not recognize IMed me. This person was saying horrible nasty things to me. In 7th grade I was hanging out with the "goth" clique at school. However, this was around the time that I started to have a falling out with the main leader of that clique. Even though we had been friends for a long time we were changing and going in different directions and that was ok. The person who was IMing me kept telling me how ugly I was, they kept saying that I had no friends and that nobody at school liked me. They even told me, "you might as well just disappear." As I told you I had been growing apart from most of my old friends so the things this person was saying felt true. This moment crushed pretty much any self esteem I had and it held me back from trying to make friends for a long time. You have to remember middle school is all about fitting in and at that moment I had no clique to identify with. Simply put I didn't fit in. I eventually learned who sent the nasty IM and it was a person I had probably only talked to once. I don't even remember if or how I responded to this person all I remember after that is sitting on the couch crying for hours that day and then not telling a single person what happened for 5 years because I was ashamed that these lies were true.
To contrast this my Mom said middle school was the best time of her life (after college of course). She reasoned this by saying she loved all the group activities and how you could date but you weren't pressured to make out. She said high school turned into alcohol parties instead of volley ball parties. And dating was physical instead of fun. (Note: that my Mom grew up in a small Nebraska town and drinking was legal at 18).
So I want to ask anyone who is reading this middle school the best or the worst (excluding college)?

Eh... 6th grade was probably my worst year in school. I moved from Grand Junction, where I had went to school K through 5th grade with the same 25ish kids, to Tennessee. It really sucked not knowing anyone and yeah there were a good share of asshole kids.
ReplyDelete7th and 8th grade were better but that was when I went through my Very short rebel stage... Things got a lot better in high school. And even better in college. :)