(way) back to school

borrowed this from Marianne =)

Everybody's doing it - this week's Meme Challenge is 10 fun/crazy/silly memories from your years in school.

1. new school supplies. i shopped & deliberated. every notebook, every folder, every pen was of the utmost importance. i used to slip each new purchase into my new bookbag & then check it all out almost every day. then a few days before school, each item was meticulously labelled, a final inventory taken, ready for that first day of school where they would be unloaded in their new home.

2. Mr. Art: he was my bus driver until i was in the 7th grade. he was the nicest old man. actually i have no idea how old he was. maybe in his 50s. but when you're 8 that seems ancient.

3. 7th grade trip to Washington DC: Heather locked herself in the bathroom with her electric razor & threatened to slit her wrists in some fit of preteen drama. looking back i see that she was in more danger from dropping the thing into a tub full of water than anything else but what do you know at 12 years old??

4. 11th grade: Chele & i in after school geometry tutoring with Jason Fuster. i am surpised he didn't just stop showing up completely. would have been just as effective considering all we did was goof off in there & drive him crazy...or make him feel Fuster-ated as the case may be. *hysterical giggling* (sorry some things just take you right back to the moment)

5. high school music department. you had the "hall group" and the "band room group". yes there was even social distinction amongst the band geeks. maybe you had to be there to understand...

6. one of my favorite high school memories? walking home to Brian's after school. big cups of juice, reading the comics from the paper, watching a movie...and plenty of nights dirving aimlessly with cups of hot chocolate from Dunkin Donuts...good times. =)

7. i got threatened to ask my senior prom date to go with me...or the band director was going to do it for me after we did our daily warm-ups. i didn't doubt for a second that he'd do it either. so i sucked it up & asked. only took me like a dozen or so attempts to work up my nerve but i figured anything had to be better than the humiliatin of having it done FOR me in front of a room full of my peers!!

8. then there is the history made by my class at Immanuel Lutheran where i went from nursery school through 8th grade. we were legendary & NOT in a good way. they probably still tell the tales of the class of 1990. like the time we took all the bolts out of one of the art tables so that when the evil art teacher came & leaned her smelly self over us the table would collapse beneath her. or the substitute teacher we sent home in tears who NEVER subbed again. or the fact that we almost didn't get to take our class trip to Camp Koinonia in the 6th grade because we were so badly behaved. *shaking my head* we were the epitome, the very reason for the phrase "kids these days".

9. chapel. every Wednesday morning at 10am. grades K-8. in the church with our little white children's hymnals.

10. the one & only time i ever cut class in high school, i slipped on a puddle of melted snow in a stairwell & sprained my ankle. my guilty conscience took that as a sign & i never skipped a class again.