Diary of a 90s Teen

As 8th grade draws to an end… lockers are getting cleaned out. There’s a graduation ceremony to attend. You’re saying farewell to middle school and good bye to all the faces you hope to see next year. And that boy only has about a week left to convince you to come back to his house before summer break begins. 

What were some of the things you did as a teen to get the attention of someone you had a crush on? Jokin' on them in the hallways between classes? Trying to be anywhere you knew they were going to be? Playful hits and smiles? If you were like me, it was all of the above.

Is you, or is you ain’t my baby? A simple question to answer if your relationship is clearly defined. But, hey, what do a bunch of Middle Schoolers know about relationships? He may go around telling other boys to stop bothering you because you belong to him, but to you he’s just a friend. 

Do you or don’t you take advantage of the opportunities presented to you? Chances to do things come few and far between, especially when you’re a teen. So when given that “lucky” break what would you do?  

At what age do you learn to handle a break up, the "right" way? Well it's definitely not in Middle School. Broken hearts and broken friendships, it's apparently very hard to keep things together when you're a young teen.

After Christmas break, middle school hallways turn into runways, as students show off the gifts they got. My talent is my creativity, and it shines brighter than anything they got under their trees. And his surprise to me? Learning my name. It only took him till 8th grade to find it out.

Letter writing is an art. Boys always wanted letters, but rarely wrote back. And just what were they doing with all of those perfectly crafted, well thought out letters I wrote to them?

"And now it's time for the break down." Try and try as some boys might, they just don't have what it takes to get in the draws. He was looking to bone, and I was looking for a way to get out of it. Going over to his house probably wasn't the right way to convey that message.

How many times were you invited over a boys house as a teen, with them expecting for something to happen? Yet it never did. Definitely not by his choice, but hey your have the right to change your mind.

Before the term “Spin The Block” was a thing, middle school boys of the 90s were participating in the practice. If given the opportunity would you give an ex the chance to come back? How hard would you question the reasons for their return?  

Best friends are hard to come by, so if you find one that is your best, hold on to them. And if there is a new one that you want to be down with, chase him until he notices you. Find out if you’re the kinda girl he could be down for, then make your move. 

Losing your virginity is suppose to be special… but sometimes it’s just about knocking’ boots and getting it over with. The boy craziness of 7th grade wraps up, and I go into the summer before 8th grade de-virginized and with my eyes set on some new prospects.

Do you remember your first kiss? Was it magical? Was it with someone special? Was it a "real" kiss or just a peck? Were you in love or like? You have to get through that first to continue having a turn at playing a lifetime of the kissing game.

Did you ever get in enough trouble to get suspended? Have you ever had a fight in school? Ever fought someone you considered a friend? Yes. Yes. And yes. Sometimes you just gotta let a chick know, speak the wrong words, and you will get touched. 

It's no fun when the rumors are about you. A friend quickly becomes an enemy when she's not minding the business that pays her, and instead decides to be all up in mine. Staying busy spreading information about me to the boy I was talking to. Could it have been that she was jealous and shit?

You asked for my phone number, so why am I sitting home waiting on you, ‘cause staring at these walls in all I do, instead of getting a call from you? Was he trying to play hard to get, or trying not appear to like he sweatin’ me.

If only Jodeci could've come to my Middle School and sang the line "Trying to get my nerve built up to be so strong," I might have understood why that boy wouldn't step to me. It was obvious that he liked me, but he couldn't seem to get his thoughts together to come and talk to me.

Nas said it best “Yo, the World is Yours. It’s Mine, It’s Mine” and when you’re a teen you think the world belongs and revolves around you. No matter if your whole world is only the hallways of middle school. Rumors of tongue kissing, who’s boneing who, crushes and horny boys are the center of your universe.  

Like the chorus of the song by Queen Pen, which this week's entry is named after, goes "A party ain't a party, unless it's ran all thru." Well let's just say, the party my sister and I threw that time my parents went away and left us alone, wasn't the only thing that got ran thru.