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alexmegamiYeah, okay, so I'm hopping on the bandwagon. Story of my life. (/end bad pun)
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"There was a magic..."
"PIE!"
"Yes, a pie..."
Stories told by my grade 1 teacher, that were beautiful and fantastical and made up entirely on the spot.
He went to Baskin Robbins... "Baskin Robbins, 31 flavors!" And he couldn't choose, so he had a scoop of each... but when it ended, he didn't have enough money. So he was enslaved forever... and I forget how he was saved.
Evergreen, everblue
As it was in the beginning, we have to see it through
Evergreen, everblue
At this point in time - it's up to me, it's up to you
and:
I'd like to be
Under the sea
In an octopus's garden in the shade
He'd let us in
Knows where we've been
In his octopus' garden in the shade.
- I didn't know at the time that it was the Beatles. I just knew that we loved playing it on recorder.
*
Polaroid memories of people that were once so special, that have drifted away (and some have drifted back). I remember Geoff (Miller - I smile at the baseball announcements. I remember him in second grade). And Andre. And Johnathan.
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And Lee, Cathy, Krista, Jacqui, Tim, James, Kelly, and Emily. The class that could go on field trips in our teachers' van.
Cheer, cheer for Goldcrest
Cheer with your might
Cheer for the colors
Gold and black and white
Cheer cheer cheer!
Go, go Goldcrest
Show them how
We are the best
'cause we're from Goldcrest P.S.
-my grade 1-2-3 split class wrote this. Our music teacher put music to it. To this day, I remember it. I still have the recorder music, somewhere.
And being yelled at for 'swearing'. And being yelled at for 'being rude to a parent'. (Neither of which I actually did). The puzzles with the different-shaped rods... And the jellybean contest, which I don't think I won. It's been lost under the jellybeans of time.
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Reading money. Having an imaginary $400 for reading so many books - and being able to buy other books for it. A dream come true.
"Go to hell, you stupid pig." The French teacher, Mr. Pretty-Heart (M. Jolicoeur), telling us how to say that in French.
Witches and gypsies and blue powder and demons and Mista, Majika, and Christy (who never really believed). And Mystery. Stars, hearts, triangles, moons. And the M-man. Whose name I can't remember. Lost to the blue powder of time.
"Pretty Woman", in which Serena copped out and I was accused of flirting with Tracy. (She was cute, but I swear I wasn't.) Being angry that Helen won when all she did was 'jump around' (guess what song she lipsynched to...)
Helen and Amanda and Sidra... and how I told them my dreams... and how they lied to me.
Plastecine McDonalds food chain in Serena's desk. The erasers, the pastels, the hilarity. And notes in invisible ink. And her art. I still have a card from grade 5 somewhere.
*
Lonliness, and graduating with the grade 6 class when I was only in grade 5.
The card shop.
And Bridge to Terebithia, the most beautifully sad children's book ever.
*
Life begins here.
The scariest teacher EVER.
A time when Rememberance Day and Christmas and music actually MEANT something to everyone, where our choir was half the school, where 'Dona Nobis Pacem' could stir something in my soul and 'Imagine' was a heartbreaking, inspirational song. (Not that it isn't any more, but-)
*
An Irish Farewell:
May the road rise up to greet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine down upon your face
The rain fall down upon your fields
And until we meet again
And until we meet again
May the God that loves us all
Hold you in the palm of His hand
Amen
Amen.
And Québec. Oh, Québec. Both times.
And no, I was not anorexic, despite weighing less than a boy half my height.
"And someone will even be singing in Japanese!"
But we got standing ovations from half the audience. "We did it! We did it! We really did it!"
*
Life truly begins here.
Bisexuality and sex of all sorts becomes normal discussion. Chasing after and shamelessly flirting with Jeff at any given chance (sorry, Jeff).
Falling... hard... for Serena. Embarrasingly sappy three-page love letters in my agenda. Gentle turn-down and stronger friendship (for which I was eternally grateful).
"We need to talk about our relationship. Not our reLAAAAAAAAAtionship, but, you know, our relationship!"
"Wait, this scene has nudity in it..."
Heart, don't fail me now
Courage, don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here
People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear...
We won third place. Singing "O Canada" while walking arm in arm, five wide, in an American theme park. Drawing many stares from the Americans. Launching into the French version. Finally stopping after five rounds because we're certain that someone is going to take potshots at us.
*
Simon taking my Tylenol away from me.
French History and Spanish, periods 1 and 2, room 412, Mme./Sra. Metz. With Jenny, front row left, every day:
"Il y a des fruits y des... I mean, et des..."
"No, y des..."
"Are you sure?"
"No..."
*
Chantal, Chantal, and Chantal again. And France. And the entire Chantal thing again.
Actually, just assume Chantal from here on in. *laughs*
And France again. "Dipping Baguettes".
Paulaholic, Marky Mark and the Wakeup Crew.
The scary drunk Germans, assuming I was a man and that Parul and I were fucking.
-seeing them AGAIN and hiding in the baguette shop.
Getting lost on the Champs-Elysées and being terrified the whole way back to hotel.
Gerrit being lost for a long, long time...
Getting drunk. And hyper. Blissfully hyper.
Euchre games with "Danny calls", "Chantal calls", "Ali calls", and "Sean calls" - Sean calls being conservative, Danny calls being "alone" when I had a perfect hand of a completely opposite suit, Chantal calls being Q-10-9 and two offsuit tens, and me calls being downright stupid.
Formal. Chantal insisting I wear a dress. Dancing with Robin to Vitamin C's "Graduation", and us being utterly awkward:
"Wow, this is hard..."
"Yeah, you don't really know whether to go slow or fast."
"Yeah."
"The beat's really slow, but she's singing fast, so..."
"We are SUCH music geeks."
Laughter.
Mei and her head-switching.
My sixteenth birthday, Marc, and the CNA convention where I was sick every day except the one he wasn't there for. Ikuni. Chantal, Danny, Marc and I _all_ being called up for the "You Don't Know Anime". Danny getting the Sailormoon question.
*
Italy. Talking to Zia Ines on the telephone at the restaurant in Venice. Having her repeat everything twice so I could get it all. Baci chocolates with their fortunes.
Italy is gorgeous. Rome was my favorite. And - if you can ignore the hypocrisy of the church - Catholicism is beautiful. All of it. The art, the churches, the everything. La Pieta by Michelangelo - it actually touched me.
Meeting Kathryn and Erica at AN. The best time. "Ikuni the con-whore" and getting my picture taken with Erica. I was thrilled.
Taking a picture with Serena for her grad photos. Looking like her boyfriend. Grinning at this fact.
Seeing the first threads of lonliness start up again. Not really being 'part' of the group, until Rifts became a major part of the day.
CNA, which was amazing. Josh lugging me around. Heck, just Josh (and... I will admit, now... part of the reason I got so attached to Josh was so that I wouldn't be insanely jealous of someone else who was attracting Chantal's attention. It worked, just a little too well. Not that it worked once he left.)
The plastic grass that comes with sushi that Dunk ate, which I promised to never let him live down. That, and the Josh-with-spider hilarity.
Being terrified of Baiko-san for a good week after the Josh thing.
*
Simon. Everything and anything to do with Simon. Yes, it's sappy - fuck off. I don't think I've meshed this well with someone in a romantic sense since... well, ever.
And conversations with Serena that now mean I laugh every time I see Alan. Poor, poor Alan.
*
And the defining moment of it all...
There isn't one.
*
"There was a magic..."
"PIE!"
"Yes, a pie..."
Stories told by my grade 1 teacher, that were beautiful and fantastical and made up entirely on the spot.
He went to Baskin Robbins... "Baskin Robbins, 31 flavors!" And he couldn't choose, so he had a scoop of each... but when it ended, he didn't have enough money. So he was enslaved forever... and I forget how he was saved.
Evergreen, everblue
As it was in the beginning, we have to see it through
Evergreen, everblue
At this point in time - it's up to me, it's up to you
and:
I'd like to be
Under the sea
In an octopus's garden in the shade
He'd let us in
Knows where we've been
In his octopus' garden in the shade.
- I didn't know at the time that it was the Beatles. I just knew that we loved playing it on recorder.
*
Polaroid memories of people that were once so special, that have drifted away (and some have drifted back). I remember Geoff (Miller - I smile at the baseball announcements. I remember him in second grade). And Andre. And Johnathan.
*
And Lee, Cathy, Krista, Jacqui, Tim, James, Kelly, and Emily. The class that could go on field trips in our teachers' van.
Cheer, cheer for Goldcrest
Cheer with your might
Cheer for the colors
Gold and black and white
Cheer cheer cheer!
Go, go Goldcrest
Show them how
We are the best
'cause we're from Goldcrest P.S.
-my grade 1-2-3 split class wrote this. Our music teacher put music to it. To this day, I remember it. I still have the recorder music, somewhere.
And being yelled at for 'swearing'. And being yelled at for 'being rude to a parent'. (Neither of which I actually did). The puzzles with the different-shaped rods... And the jellybean contest, which I don't think I won. It's been lost under the jellybeans of time.
*
Reading money. Having an imaginary $400 for reading so many books - and being able to buy other books for it. A dream come true.
"Go to hell, you stupid pig." The French teacher, Mr. Pretty-Heart (M. Jolicoeur), telling us how to say that in French.
Witches and gypsies and blue powder and demons and Mista, Majika, and Christy (who never really believed). And Mystery. Stars, hearts, triangles, moons. And the M-man. Whose name I can't remember. Lost to the blue powder of time.
"Pretty Woman", in which Serena copped out and I was accused of flirting with Tracy. (She was cute, but I swear I wasn't.) Being angry that Helen won when all she did was 'jump around' (guess what song she lipsynched to...)
Helen and Amanda and Sidra... and how I told them my dreams... and how they lied to me.
Plastecine McDonalds food chain in Serena's desk. The erasers, the pastels, the hilarity. And notes in invisible ink. And her art. I still have a card from grade 5 somewhere.
*
Lonliness, and graduating with the grade 6 class when I was only in grade 5.
The card shop.
And Bridge to Terebithia, the most beautifully sad children's book ever.
*
Life begins here.
The scariest teacher EVER.
A time when Rememberance Day and Christmas and music actually MEANT something to everyone, where our choir was half the school, where 'Dona Nobis Pacem' could stir something in my soul and 'Imagine' was a heartbreaking, inspirational song. (Not that it isn't any more, but-)
*
An Irish Farewell:
May the road rise up to greet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine down upon your face
The rain fall down upon your fields
And until we meet again
And until we meet again
May the God that loves us all
Hold you in the palm of His hand
Amen
Amen.
And Québec. Oh, Québec. Both times.
And no, I was not anorexic, despite weighing less than a boy half my height.
"And someone will even be singing in Japanese!"
But we got standing ovations from half the audience. "We did it! We did it! We really did it!"
*
Life truly begins here.
Bisexuality and sex of all sorts becomes normal discussion. Chasing after and shamelessly flirting with Jeff at any given chance (sorry, Jeff).
Falling... hard... for Serena. Embarrasingly sappy three-page love letters in my agenda. Gentle turn-down and stronger friendship (for which I was eternally grateful).
"We need to talk about our relationship. Not our reLAAAAAAAAAtionship, but, you know, our relationship!"
"Wait, this scene has nudity in it..."
Heart, don't fail me now
Courage, don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here
People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear...
We won third place. Singing "O Canada" while walking arm in arm, five wide, in an American theme park. Drawing many stares from the Americans. Launching into the French version. Finally stopping after five rounds because we're certain that someone is going to take potshots at us.
*
Simon taking my Tylenol away from me.
French History and Spanish, periods 1 and 2, room 412, Mme./Sra. Metz. With Jenny, front row left, every day:
"Il y a des fruits y des... I mean, et des..."
"No, y des..."
"Are you sure?"
"No..."
*
Chantal, Chantal, and Chantal again. And France. And the entire Chantal thing again.
Actually, just assume Chantal from here on in. *laughs*
And France again. "Dipping Baguettes".
Paulaholic, Marky Mark and the Wakeup Crew.
The scary drunk Germans, assuming I was a man and that Parul and I were fucking.
-seeing them AGAIN and hiding in the baguette shop.
Getting lost on the Champs-Elysées and being terrified the whole way back to hotel.
Gerrit being lost for a long, long time...
Getting drunk. And hyper. Blissfully hyper.
Euchre games with "Danny calls", "Chantal calls", "Ali calls", and "Sean calls" - Sean calls being conservative, Danny calls being "alone" when I had a perfect hand of a completely opposite suit, Chantal calls being Q-10-9 and two offsuit tens, and me calls being downright stupid.
Formal. Chantal insisting I wear a dress. Dancing with Robin to Vitamin C's "Graduation", and us being utterly awkward:
"Wow, this is hard..."
"Yeah, you don't really know whether to go slow or fast."
"Yeah."
"The beat's really slow, but she's singing fast, so..."
"We are SUCH music geeks."
Laughter.
Mei and her head-switching.
My sixteenth birthday, Marc, and the CNA convention where I was sick every day except the one he wasn't there for. Ikuni. Chantal, Danny, Marc and I _all_ being called up for the "You Don't Know Anime". Danny getting the Sailormoon question.
*
Italy. Talking to Zia Ines on the telephone at the restaurant in Venice. Having her repeat everything twice so I could get it all. Baci chocolates with their fortunes.
Italy is gorgeous. Rome was my favorite. And - if you can ignore the hypocrisy of the church - Catholicism is beautiful. All of it. The art, the churches, the everything. La Pieta by Michelangelo - it actually touched me.
Meeting Kathryn and Erica at AN. The best time. "Ikuni the con-whore" and getting my picture taken with Erica. I was thrilled.
Taking a picture with Serena for her grad photos. Looking like her boyfriend. Grinning at this fact.
Seeing the first threads of lonliness start up again. Not really being 'part' of the group, until Rifts became a major part of the day.
CNA, which was amazing. Josh lugging me around. Heck, just Josh (and... I will admit, now... part of the reason I got so attached to Josh was so that I wouldn't be insanely jealous of someone else who was attracting Chantal's attention. It worked, just a little too well. Not that it worked once he left.)
The plastic grass that comes with sushi that Dunk ate, which I promised to never let him live down. That, and the Josh-with-spider hilarity.
Being terrified of Baiko-san for a good week after the Josh thing.
*
Simon. Everything and anything to do with Simon. Yes, it's sappy - fuck off. I don't think I've meshed this well with someone in a romantic sense since... well, ever.
And conversations with Serena that now mean I laugh every time I see Alan. Poor, poor Alan.
*
And the defining moment of it all...
There isn't one.
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.ha.old.skool!.
...I guess that's why they call it a past.
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"O Canada..." - where the most part of Senior Band, and my new friends - Donnie, Chantal, Jenn, Robin, Sean R., Dunk, Candice, Suzie and Sean, started a legacy.
I won't miss high school, but I will miss that.
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A definition will only come in reflection on your past in respect to where you are today. No sense in looking for one in tomorrow - it'll come soon anough.
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Spider!
Date: 2002-05-24 10:20 pm (UTC)"The eensy-weensy spider...." ::giggles::
You know what? Josh is pretty cute. ::grins and runs off::
Re: Spider!
Date: 2002-05-27 10:11 am (UTC)"The eensy weensy spider crawled up Josh's nose *warg*" *insert Josh choking Alex*
*grins* Josh is cute.
And, apparently, I own the hair he cut off. (He cut his hair! Wah. Yes, this is old news. Shush.)