Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Who the hell is Jack?

It's funny how scared I was that I was going to get detention over writing the word "hell". If Mrs. Sam did read the notebook, I'm sure she didn't even blink when seeing the word. Maybe it'd be alarming if I wrote the F-word in every other sentence, but "hell"? Big deal.

I was so mad at Mrs. Sam at the time for taking the notebook, but you know what? If I were a teacher I would love to read kids' notes.
Man, a whole notebook would be like the holy grail. I'm sure the notes weren't even interesting... probably stuff like, "Do you think Craig still likes me?" "I heard that Dave and Emily are going out." "I'm wearing new socks today." "Did you watch TGIF last week?" etc. So middle school notes are probably pretty lame but I'd still want to read my hypothetical students' notes if I could confiscate them! I enjoy prying into other people's business. That's why most of the books I read today are memoirs and most of the TV I watch is reality (a matter of fact, as I type this, I have "Intervention" on in the background).

I laughed at Craig's F-turned-A but instead I probably should have been re-evaluating... did I really want to date a boy who got Fs? I don't think I had anything in common with Craig. How long would it take me to realize that?

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“12-3-96. Dear Yraid, Rachel & I started writing to each other in a notebook. I would write a note in there to her, give her the whole notebook, & she’d write back. Well, she was writing me back in SWEP. Mrs. Sam took it away from her. At the end of class, Rachel asked for it back. This is how Rachel told me the conversation went: Mrs. Sam: What is this? Rachel: Krista & I write notes to each other in it. Mrs.Sam: I’ll be keeping this for awhile. I’ll talk to you two later. The worst part is she read the entire thing. And in one part I wrote, “Who the hell is Jack?” I can’t get in trouble for that. One little word & I wasn’t the one caught writing in it. If I get in trouble, I’ll be really mad. I shouldn’t get in trouble. Craig treated me as a friend today. I want more, I want him back. He showed me his Science test & said, “Look Krista, I got an A!” What he really did is this: took his F & changed it, like so: A. He definitely likes me as a friend. Great! No, really, it sucks! Today, Doug walked past me & said, “Look it’s Bob. No actually, it’s Bob’s ex-girlfriend!” See Jaime & I used to call Craig “Bob”. That really dug deep into my heart when Doug said that. I guess I never realized I was a girlfriend. That makes me more sad. Doug gave me his school picture. We’re friends & I like that. Hopefully it’ll stay that way. I don’t even want to go out with him really ever because I’m afraid it would hurt our friendship. -Krista.”

5 comments:

Keri Zipay said...

Krista, this is too cute. I would most likely cringe today if I were reading some of my old middle school notes! Sometimes I do long for those much simpler times though!

Shea said...

Krista! So, I know this makes me sound like a bad friend, but I kind of forgot about your blog . . . and then I remembered it tonight and had like 10 entries to catch up on. It was like Christmas!!! So funny. Miss you, girl! xoxo

SarahW said...

Boy are you lucky, Krista! When Mrs. Sam took away the notebook that Rachel and I were passing back and forth, we got put into counseling! It was in 8th grade, just after that stupid suicide cult in California? Well, we both had a thing for Ethan and he decided to date Reno. So the logical thing to do would be to pass a note back and forth suggesting we should create our own suicide cult in reponse...

And so we landed in the counselor's office, having our parents called....

And you were worried about "hell!"

krista said...

Keri- hehe glad you enjoy my blog! Do you happen to still have those old notes? My friend is thinking about starting a blog soon with all old grade school notes. Should be pretty entertaining!!

Shea- you're not a bad friend. Maybe you need to subscribe to my blog in Google Reader... then you won't forget. ;)

Sarah- HOLY CRAP. I do NOT remember the suicide cult!! That's crazy! Looks like we all turned out okay though. :) Actually, do you know what Rachel is up to these days? I haven't been able to track her down on facebook. Hm.

Sarah said...

The worst part is, we weren't even close to being serious. It took us forever to explain that we were just being stupid 12 year olds...

I haven't heard from Rachel in years, either. I think the last time I talked to her or saw her was freshman year of college. Last I heard she'd gotten married and had a baby (or two?). She was living out west somewhere.