This one was of the girls and I in the SPARK room, our freshmen year at Cardozo. :]
This was one Friday in October of us in the M.S. 74 playground. :]
This was from Romy's 15th Birthday Party I beleive, good times!
When I first moved to Bayside, Queens I lived on the corner street of 229th and Horace Harding, for some reason I was "zoned" for the middle school P.S. 158, which was so much further away from my house than the other middle school M.S. 74. Although both schools were located on the same street: Oceana, M.S. 74 was a closer walk for me than 158. Any old ways, I was in 158 for about a year when I wound up getting jumped and beaten by seven kids who were about a year my elder. Therefor instead of punishing the students like the school should have, they gave me a "safety transfer" to M.S. 74. At first, I thought what any other 13-year-old would: "Why am I the one to be transfered? I have friends here, and I don't wanna leave". Well, I can honestly say that I am SO GLAD that those kids jumped me. If not for them, I would not have met all the amazing kids I did there at 74. Even though I was only in 74 for the last year of middle school, I feel that I've made better friends there than I have any of the other four towns I've lived in. Now, that the last year of most of our high school careers are ending and people are starting to go off into college and university, it got me thinking about our middle school senior year, and how fun and amazing it was. Almost every single day after school, myself and a small group of friends of mine hung out at the school's park for hours and hours, until basically, the school was yelling at us to leave :P. So many good times we had and memories that can never be replaced. It makes you wonder, just how fast time really goes by, I can tell you it feels nothing like four, going onto five years already. So the question I pose is this: What are some of YOUR favorite memories of your middle school senior year. Classes, after school, teachers, trips, etc. And if you do want to respond, please do it with more than one sentence, I'd really like to hear all of your stories and respones. Thanks for taking the time to read!
Til next we meet...
note ya later!
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Ok, so this is the second time I'm commenting this. Hopefully there wont' be an error.
ANYWAYS!
So, I remember my 3 years in 74.
I remember how scared I was in 6th grade when I first walked into that school. I was equipped with an unnecessarily huge backpack and an nervous/anxious feeling in my stomach. haha. The rest of 6th and 7th grade is very vague though I remember the constant teasing throughout all 3 years.
I suppose I was the perfect target and I suppose middle school is the time when teens (pre-teens) are at their cruelest. And maybe, I was different and smart. I have no idea. It never brought me down though, even though I remember my first two years being the saddest I've ever experienced. Even though I seemed miserable, I had friends, one in particular, my best friend Sandy. We've been friends since 2000, so I guess that was even before 74. But I digress.
Senior year! Much unlike High School Musical 3. (which isn't even remotely relevant to what this is about, I was trying to be funny lol. Was pretty good. I was settled in, on top of everything and I had a few more good friends even though they weren't as good as Sandy. I remember the teachers, I remember the trip we went on and all that.
In conclusion (because I know by know you're probably nodding off). Middle school was an experience for me that I'll never forget.
well i suppose this is a something that really makes me go like wow
i really wanna do all those stupid things again....
I so remember that day
i was new to the class it was novemver and as i was walcking into the classroom, i was like 0.0
but i notice that i was stronger than i thought i started to forget all my past and leave what back then was my present
i made new friends and all
i got to attached to them ima remember the names for ever
Olger, bryan, damian, freddy
my loser i still love them xD
we did a lot of stupid stuff along the way like new york times (newspaper) fight while walcking home after school...
people screaming at us
"don't you know what news papers are for?!"
and
"i'm calling the police!"
lmao
good times good toimes
but it wasn't till 8 grade when
i fall for Olger i can't regret it
i still think it can be fixed
but HE...
the person that made me the happiest girl ever
also made me feel for the first time
that my heart just couldn't stand the pain
i still can't regret it not only him but all of my friends made me so happy
we used to pissed off all the teacher
MAD FUN!!!! LOL
i was the nerdy one and they were my dorky dudes
xD
in conclusion i suppose those three years were the best years of my life
and will do it exactly like it happened all over again a million times
because i still remember
what others prefered to forget
because i loved, laughed, cryed, and lived.........
=D
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