2005-03-16 4:38 p.m.

it was the setting for the most magical time in my life and everything that had made my life so good became the cause of everything's collapse. Sventh Grade was hoorible. All my friends had already been in junior high for a year but I had to saty at the elementary school next door kbecause it offered sixth grade and I lived in its jurisdiction. How Appalling!

My fifth grade boyfriend and first date/kiss was now a "mature" junior high man and I was stuck here with these children! How rude

I was popular though. I was popular with the boys cause I amde out with them. I was determined to find someone who wouldn't try to ingest my face while french kissing (no luck)

I was ugly, awkward, and being fully attacked by the dark forces of puberty from all angles. My sweat glands were hyperactive and my hair was always greasy. I had acne. Ihad gone through a series of horribly unsuccesful perms and it just would not do anything right.

It was the metal days of teh eighties and my best friends included my foot high bangs, a brush,blow dryer, and hair spray. It was horrible. I looked like the female spic vanilla ice sometimes it stood so high!

Fashion was the ultimate in tack! My wardrobe consisted of expensively destroyed jeans and the horribly uncomfortable and body disfiguring Z Cavarici pants. I had so many pairs it was out of control. Tube socks in all colors were all teh rage and you always had to color coordinate them to you outfit. The more colors the merrier and the more creative the arrangement the better. i always opted for the checker look. Shirts ranged from midriff shirts for the cavaricci's (don't forget the leather string ties with teh metal pieces at the bottom) or my metal concert shirts.

Our clothes, folders, lockers, and desks, were adorned with our favorite metal bands' logo's.

I had braces and the orthodontist insisted on putting colored rubber bands around each bracket because it was cool. One time he chose green and it looked like I had devoured a booger buffet!

I was always trying out a new guy and dumping them or getting dumped shortly thereafter. My longest relationship of the year was with this guy Juan Guillermo Santacruz who was 17 at the time and totally in love with me.

My "cousin" cesar was friends with him and that's how we were introduced. He was cute, really quiet and had the softest kisses. He was hairy too. Not ugly bear hairy but sexy manly hairy and I had no idea it was sexy at the time. I was still a virgin after all and I am sure that bothered him a little that he wasn't getting laid.

I wound up dumping him teh next year for the hot blonde guy on campus at my new school and he was livid. I remember he painted a whole wall of the parking lot with red paint to say "I HATE YOU LUISA!" there were also stuffed animals that I had bought for him which had been dismemebered and had red paint dumpewd all over them! Really freaky for junior high eh?

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