purplerein said:

I find certian things that women do to be gross. I don't find pretty women gross. And i certainly don't find having sacktime with them to be a chore. Have you not read my posts?

purplerein said:

If you don't mind my asking... what was your intention?

What were you like at 12 years old?
I was a smart but awkward 7th grader. My first year in junior high.
What did you do?
oh, I was in all the smart classes and I tried out for my first play that year and someone accused me of wearing pink everyday so I stopped wearing it altogether.
What did you like and dislike?
I liked most of my teachers, I liked school for the most part, in fact, looking back I really enjoyed myself in jr high, it wasn't until high school that I hated school. It wasn't until the next year that I had my music revolution. I don't remember much about 7th grade.

coolcat said:

to call it as i see it. spats is probably same gender oriented, but doesn't realize it yet.

purplerein said:

You are way off the mark. My friends would laugh that you think that. And that was not your intention.

Spats said:

no spats..i've used my decades of experience as a pyschiatrist to analyze and assess you. you're same gendered oriented, without a doubt.

purplerein said:

And you consider being gay an insult. You are the one that needs to see a therapist.

Spats said:

No babe, i'm not trying to insult the gay community by assigning you to it. being gay is not a bad thing by any stretch of the imagination.

purplerein said:

maybe the two of you should schedule some alone time, kiss, and make up

purplerein said:

Then don't try and use it as a way to get a reaction out of someone.

purplerein said:

You're actually a pyschiatrist? I had no idea.

Are you currently practicing or have you moved on to another career?

Spats said:

had i tried to get a reaction out of you, i would have done so in a different way, i assure you.

CarrieMpls said:

You forgot to add "modest".

will ya'll just go to another room and fight it out already? seriously, take the shit to orgnotes instead of hijacking the thread if ya'll wanna go back and forth.

anyway--from what i remember, when i was 12 i was a total bookworm and budding old-school music geek. i spent a lotta time perfecting my art skills as well and not much else. there wasn't shit to do for kids in des moines (still isn't).

JustErin said:

How tall are you today?



How come?

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

You could have driven down to Otomawa (sp?), or Ames, and hung out there.

purplerein said:

ottumwa and ames? that's even worse than des moines, man!

retina said:

I'm 5'8. I hit my growth spurt really young.

I'm really not sure why I don't remember a lot of my childhood. My brothers are always taking about hilarious things that happened when we were kids and I always ask, "Was I there?". They always tell me I was and proceed to tell me all the stuff that I did too.

JustErin said:

But aren't you the youngest? Maybe they are simply talking about things that they were old enough to remember but you weren't?

retina said:

Nope, second oldest. With two younger brothers.

JustErin said:

Same here, except I didn't have the boobs, really. For my graduation in eighth grade we had to line up in height order and I was dead last in flats with all the other girls in heels.

oh LAWD, that's another thing--i was the only girl in my class who had bewbage. i hated it, for the fact that we always had to run around in gym class and it was hard for me to run...and the occasional boy who'd have the nerve to ask me "whoa, are those real?"

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

Hahaha! At age 12?? What did they think "not real" was? A bra stuffed with volleyballs?

*Not to say that yours were volleyball size, cuz I dunno*

JustErin said:

i'm thinking it's because most girls my age weren't as developed as i was--my boobs started developing when i was about 8 or 9.

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

Ya, I get that. I just find it amusing that a kid would ask if they were real.

I was like you, I started to develop around 10. It was awful because not only did my body look older, so did my face. I really looked like I was 15 or 16.

JustErin said:

My best friend developed like that. When we were 12 and 13 it started getting really scary because men would really try and pick her up, thinking she was 18 or even older. We waited in line to get the autograph of a rapper who was making a record store appearance, and he sent one of his entourage to come over and whisper to my best friend that he wanted her to meet him at his hotel! We were in the eighth grade!

Then there was the time we tried to get kids meals at Friendly's and the waitress looked at her like, "yeah, right, lady!" Tasha offered to go home and get her birth certificate.

retina said:

See? I'm arrogant.

It was all I had, dammit!

CarrieMpls said:

...now that i remember, i was kinda-sorta one of the "smart" kids at school too. they had me enrolled in friggin OM and all that. dunno why for...i had high reading comprehension skills and drew really well. so what? it was friggin pointless!

CarrieMpls said:

And THAT pretty much sums up my youthful experience of the world.

So, that would have been 6th grade for me, I think.

Actually, around then is maybe when I started to have something other than the smartypants factor, come to think of it. I started doing drama, orchestra, youth symphony. . .and I really got into choir.

That's also when I started listening to non-classical music (aside from my parents' music). At that point I think it was Paula Abdul and Amy Grant. Shortly followed by Michael and Janet Jackson and Boys II Men.

I was a major dork, for sure. I spent recess in the library. Like, every recess. I had a couple of close girlfriends, and wonderful teachers that I liked to hang out with, and other than that, I avoided humans like the plague. I hated most of my peers. I hated sports. I hated teamwork. I was a fat, nerdy kid who liked to read books and draw and stuff. . . I had no place for all of the assholes who were constantly harrassing me.

I LOVED animals. We had chickens, dogs, and cats at home, and my neighbor had a horse that I spent a ton of time with. That's what really made me happy. That and my violin.

Here's a pic of me from around that age.