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dmxratedReceived yesterday: Kanon, disk 4
Received from Ebay: Makeruna! Makendou 2 (Playstation)
Anyway, today covers the very last entry of Chronicles of 7th Grade and the epilogue. For those of you who'd like to read (or re-read) Co7G from the very beginning, start from May 15, 2009.
August 6, 1999 (Friday)
Today was the last day of summer camp.
This morning, me and some of the other boys trapped a yellowjacket in a Snapple bottle. Danny’s like “Don’t open this up. It’s gonna be really pissed.”
For the main event, we did two plays: Miss Nelson is Missing, and The Silent Princess. The only line I had was for the doctor in The Silent Princess, and I spent most of the time wandering around in the field. We practiced before lunch, and everyone’s parents came over while we were eating. I sat with Matthew and his mom, and she asked us if she missed the play. He mistakenly told her that she did, and the two of them left before the play actually started.
During Miss Nelson is Missing, one of the other groups did the pyramid while the Mortal Kombat song played, which was during the fight scene. Later, the kids in the play went to the police, and that’s where another group sang Inspector Gadget. Our group sang All Stars during the baseball scene, after another group sang Take Me Out to the Ball Game. Somewhere during the play, Anna, Gretchen, Brigid, and four other girls in our group danced to some song that starts with “R-R-R-R-U-U-U-U-G-G-G-G-R—R—A-A-A-A-T-T-T-T-S-S-S-S” and then keeps repeating “Take me there, I wanna go there, take me there, I wanna go there, take me to…” I was sitting down behind the stage, and the song ended before it occurred to me to move to the front. Eventually, our group the play with Closing Time, and then Quinton played the “Comet” song on his keyboard as one of the other groups sang to it:
Comet…It makes our mouth turn green,
Comet…It tastes like gasoline,
Comet…It makes you vomit,
So get your Comet, and vomit, today!
Dad came to pick us up after the play ended. As we drove home from camp, he’s like “Sad days for the rest of the summer.”
“Why?” I asked.
“No more summer camp,” he said.
Actually, I’m glad summer camp is over.
Epilogue
I only went to Group one more time after summer camp ended. After that, I started seeing the someone named Dr. Joseph every Friday at school from 8th to 11th grades. (For 12th grade, Mr. Lofaso took his place, and I also did start seeing Dr. Perret outside of school sometime during 11th grade.)
Ms. Bandows had only been my one-on-one for less than another year after 7th grade. After three times that she had to have someone fill in for her, she was discharged from her position, and I had someone named Audrey for the rest of 8th grade, Ms. Short from 9th grade to halfway through 11th, and someone whose name I don't remember for a few months after Ms. Short left, and then I was completely on my own for 12th grade.
Within the first few weeks of 8th grade, I was put back into an adaptive Phys Ed class, after an incident where someone named Ezra Johnson threatened to beat me up. The gym teachers there said that they didn't want him or others making me feel unsafe (which, as Mom explained a year later, is one reason that they *looked for* to keep me out, so that they have one less student to watch over). It took two years for me to get back into a regular gym class.
My fetish for girls having big cone-shaped noses waned, until they disappeared completely after 9th grade. However, the time I started writing SMW2: Yoshi's Island rewritten marked the revival of those fetishes, as well as the first anime-style girl I would subject to it. (Speaking of the fic, though, it should be noted that "Hikari" in the fic turned out later to actually be Mai, whereas the real Hikari was Mai's sister in the Makendou series.)
The great Pokemon craze did not last very after the events of Co7G. Shortly after I started 8th grade, kids gradually stopped trading Pokemon cards or having anything to do with Pokemon. On the other hand, this was when I actually became interested in Pokemon, and I even got Pokemon Red and my Game Boy Color for Christmas that year. Even further, I had looked forward to the release of Pokemon Gold and Silver, which would take place another year later, and would get Silver for Christmas then.
Pokemon had also been my gateway to otakudom. Following Pokemon, I had also started watching Digimon during December 1999. Mon Colle Knights followed suit two years after that, and would become the most important anime series in my life. And now, here I am ten years after Co7G ends, watching all kinds of anime, not aired on Fox Kids or Kids WB, but on rented DVDs from Netflix (along with a few titles hosted on YouTube).
And now it's time to play GETTER LOVE!!
Received from Ebay: Makeruna! Makendou 2 (Playstation)
Anyway, today covers the very last entry of Chronicles of 7th Grade and the epilogue. For those of you who'd like to read (or re-read) Co7G from the very beginning, start from May 15, 2009.
August 6, 1999 (Friday)
Today was the last day of summer camp.
This morning, me and some of the other boys trapped a yellowjacket in a Snapple bottle. Danny’s like “Don’t open this up. It’s gonna be really pissed.”
For the main event, we did two plays: Miss Nelson is Missing, and The Silent Princess. The only line I had was for the doctor in The Silent Princess, and I spent most of the time wandering around in the field. We practiced before lunch, and everyone’s parents came over while we were eating. I sat with Matthew and his mom, and she asked us if she missed the play. He mistakenly told her that she did, and the two of them left before the play actually started.
During Miss Nelson is Missing, one of the other groups did the pyramid while the Mortal Kombat song played, which was during the fight scene. Later, the kids in the play went to the police, and that’s where another group sang Inspector Gadget. Our group sang All Stars during the baseball scene, after another group sang Take Me Out to the Ball Game. Somewhere during the play, Anna, Gretchen, Brigid, and four other girls in our group danced to some song that starts with “R-R-R-R-U-U-U-U-G-G-G-G-R—R—A-A-A-A-T-T-T-T-S-S-S-S” and then keeps repeating “Take me there, I wanna go there, take me there, I wanna go there, take me to…” I was sitting down behind the stage, and the song ended before it occurred to me to move to the front. Eventually, our group the play with Closing Time, and then Quinton played the “Comet” song on his keyboard as one of the other groups sang to it:
Comet…It makes our mouth turn green,
Comet…It tastes like gasoline,
Comet…It makes you vomit,
So get your Comet, and vomit, today!
Dad came to pick us up after the play ended. As we drove home from camp, he’s like “Sad days for the rest of the summer.”
“Why?” I asked.
“No more summer camp,” he said.
Actually, I’m glad summer camp is over.
Epilogue
I only went to Group one more time after summer camp ended. After that, I started seeing the someone named Dr. Joseph every Friday at school from 8th to 11th grades. (For 12th grade, Mr. Lofaso took his place, and I also did start seeing Dr. Perret outside of school sometime during 11th grade.)
Ms. Bandows had only been my one-on-one for less than another year after 7th grade. After three times that she had to have someone fill in for her, she was discharged from her position, and I had someone named Audrey for the rest of 8th grade, Ms. Short from 9th grade to halfway through 11th, and someone whose name I don't remember for a few months after Ms. Short left, and then I was completely on my own for 12th grade.
Within the first few weeks of 8th grade, I was put back into an adaptive Phys Ed class, after an incident where someone named Ezra Johnson threatened to beat me up. The gym teachers there said that they didn't want him or others making me feel unsafe (which, as Mom explained a year later, is one reason that they *looked for* to keep me out, so that they have one less student to watch over). It took two years for me to get back into a regular gym class.
My fetish for girls having big cone-shaped noses waned, until they disappeared completely after 9th grade. However, the time I started writing SMW2: Yoshi's Island rewritten marked the revival of those fetishes, as well as the first anime-style girl I would subject to it. (Speaking of the fic, though, it should be noted that "Hikari" in the fic turned out later to actually be Mai, whereas the real Hikari was Mai's sister in the Makendou series.)
The great Pokemon craze did not last very after the events of Co7G. Shortly after I started 8th grade, kids gradually stopped trading Pokemon cards or having anything to do with Pokemon. On the other hand, this was when I actually became interested in Pokemon, and I even got Pokemon Red and my Game Boy Color for Christmas that year. Even further, I had looked forward to the release of Pokemon Gold and Silver, which would take place another year later, and would get Silver for Christmas then.
Pokemon had also been my gateway to otakudom. Following Pokemon, I had also started watching Digimon during December 1999. Mon Colle Knights followed suit two years after that, and would become the most important anime series in my life. And now, here I am ten years after Co7G ends, watching all kinds of anime, not aired on Fox Kids or Kids WB, but on rented DVDs from Netflix (along with a few titles hosted on YouTube).
And now it's time to play GETTER LOVE!!