To be shapely when you're in the seventh grade is not exactly what everyone's looking for, or they weren't then, as someone was telling me the other day. now, that's like a really great thing to do, to be, but then it wasn't.
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Then all this started to pick up because I signed with ForeFront when I was in seventh grade. It got a lot busier and I was traveling a lot and it wasn't making sense. Especially at a private school, you miss two days, and you get so behind.
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I went through seventh grade in private school. I went to private school from kindergarten to seventh grade.
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When Paul and I were first friends, starting in the sixth grade and seventh grade, we would sing a little together and we would make up radio shows and become disc jockeys on our home wire recorder. And then came rock and roll.
quote by Art Garfunkel
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I've always wondered why there isn't a great French novel about the German occupation. The nouveau roman authors weren't interested in telling that sort of thing.
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Hands Clean
If it weren't for your maturity none of this would have happened
If you weren't so wise beyond your years I would've been able to control myself
If it weren't for my attention you wouldn't have been successful and
If it weren't for me you would never have amounted to very much
Ooh this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime
We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this
You're essentially an employee and I like you having to depend on me
You're kind of my protege and one day you'll say you learned all you know from me
I know you depend on me like a young thing would to a guardian
I know you sexualize me like a young thing would and I think I like it
Ooh this could get messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime
We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this
what part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept?
what part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
what with this distance it seems so obvious?
Just make sure you don't tell on me especially to members of your family
We best keep this to ourselves and not tell any members of our inner posse
I wish I could tell the world cuz you're such a pretty thing when you're done up properly
I might want to marry you one day if you watch that weight and keep your firm body
Ooh this could be messy and
Ooh I don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime
song performed by by Alanis Morissette from Under Rug Swept
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Middle School Mayhem
six grade, oh boy
new places, new faces
here I come middle school
busy hallways and I’m already confused
scary teachers
heavy books
I was hook
on middle school
clueless and clumsy was me
s.s. projects and foam model earths, yippy
I loved my English class
it was a bast
my pencil always glue to my hand
I play sax in the band
new found friends surround me
it filled me with glee
my whole life written in English class and middle ages fair
I won student of the year, that’s when I learned that people really care
that was my six grade mayhem
seventh grade, hooray for me
new teachers and a faster pace
I’m still here in middle school
my nevers were like rubber bands
I’m so great full my friends were always there to lend a hand
drama club was so fun
but pushcart I hated
essays and homework doubled
science projects bubbled
art was fav
and math I hated
and gym and study hall
watch out flying kick balls
went to see a great play
and the whole year was filled with busy days
French was a bore
but I always came back for more
this was the year I turned thirteen
unluck for me
I do be smart don’t start
that was a bast
that was my seventh grade mayhem
eighth grade, finally
same places and same faces
I’m almost in high school
I’m the top dog
health was a night mare
i changed my hair
drama club was cool
I was always in the high school pool
wave, study circles, and GE
are only some
boys were gross
I was smart, I don’t want to bust
report card filled with 95 and 100
but what I loved the most were my buds
Casey, Katie (neigh, neigh) , Emily and Em Bradley, Julia,
Shelby (not me) , Sam, Jess, and Mother Ev
art was the coolest
Mrs. McDonnell was the bomb
Montreal and Great Escape
testing, testing, testing, but that’s not new
always looking for something better
English was so fun
I learned I like to talk
that was my eighth grade mayhem
Now the year is almost over
it reminds me of all the things I’ve done
I learn to speak up
I have a say
I hated middle school but hay
I loved being there anyways
the bell rings
I put on my backpack
then I walk into the hall
still trying not to ball
memories flood me
like the water on the Titanic
sixth grade, seventh grade, eighth grade have come and gone so fast
I can’t stop thinking of the past
I stand in the hall on the last Friday knowing Mondays not going to be the same
new faces, new places, new hall ways to learn
for my life will change
watch out high school Molly's on her way
that was my middle school mayhem
poem by Molly Breadcrumb
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Many What If’s And More
What if Cinderella wasn’t a princess
But the advertiser of a new flavored jellybean
What if Snow White wasn’t pretty
But the ugliest hag ever seen
What if soccer wasn’t a game
But a new kind of disease
What if an oven isn’t used for warming food
But to make them freeze
What if tom wasn’t a cartoon
But a new mechanical device
That help cats in catching mice
Get very quick and wise
What if Jerry wasn’t a mouse
But another name for cherry
What if a mountain wasn’t mountain
But a new kind of berry
What if shoes weren’t used on feet
But to help us see
What if I wasn’t myself
I wonder who’d write this instead of me!
poem by Risha Ahmed
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When somebody turned me on to a Coltrane record around seventh grade, I took up saxophone.
quote by Tom Verlaine
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I'm Gonna Be Alright
It's funny 'cause for a while
I walked around with a smile
But deep inside I could hear voices telling me this ain't right
Don't you know it's not for you
I always knew what I had to do
But it's hard to get away
Because I love you
I just tried to stay
I used to say I couldn't do it
But I did it
After telling everybody that I wasn't with it
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I can feel it
And I know inside I'm gonna be alright
I said I couldn't do it
But I did it
After telling everybody that I wasn't with it
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I can feel it
And that voice inside says I'm gonna be alright
Friends of mine say to me
They say you got control over me
You're not alone
I played a part
I saw the way you were from the start
Could I expect so much from you
You had a girl when I first met you
Did the best that you could do
Now I realize that I can't change you
I used to say I couldn't do it
But I did it
After telling everybody that I wasn't with it
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I can feel it
And I know inside I'm gonna be alright
I said I couldn't do it
But I did it
After telling everybody that I wasn't with it
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I can feel it
And that voice inside says I'm gonna be alright
Said I wouldn't walk away
Somedays I want to stay
But leaving you is what I need to do to be okay
Never thought it would be true
Me livin' without you
But now it's time for me to make a move
I used to say I couldn't do it
But I did it
After telling everybody that I wasn't with it
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I can feel it
And I know inside I'm gonna be alright
I said I couldn't do it
But I did it
After telling everybody that I wasn't with it
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I can feel it
And that voice inside says I'm gonna be alright
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez from J. Lo
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I was in seventh grade, and getting a part in Full House was huge. It opened so many doors for me.
quote by Marla Sokoloff
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Seven Angels
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
Theyre all telling me what to do
First angel says go on and love her
Second angel says aint you tired of being alone?
Third angel says do the right thing, meat
Fourth angel says check that other little angel walkin on down the street
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
Theyre all telling me what to do
Fifth angel says, dont worry
Loves waitin round the corner for you, son
Sixth angel says you better hurry
It dont take long for the good to get gone
Walkin on wings all sexy and blue
Seventh angel says Im a fool
I got seven angels calling on my pride
Seven devils crawling around inside
Seven angels tellin me which way to turn
One kiss and my soul wanna burn
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
Theyre all telling me what to do
The earths so lonely, sad and blue
And without love, your souls dyin
Sixth angel says to believe you
When you say youll never leave me cryin
Seventh angel says youre lyin
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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I'm April the seventh
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with drops of rain beating my heart away
with drops of wine dried in my mouth
and tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
sitting in the dark room
after a head over heal night
and the tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
I'm April the seventh
Lazarus's Saturday and children's bells
all tinkling across my street
all tinkling across my heart
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with a scarf around my neck
and high heels on my feet
and the tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with a book I'm about to read
a cigarette I am about to smoke
and the tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
I'm April the seventh
Lazarus's Saturday and children's bells
all tinkling across my street
all tinkling across my heart
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with a kiss left on my left hand
feet shuffling all along the floor
and the tango I've just danced
all tinkling across my heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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When I was in the seventh grade I did a report about the environment and the loss of species. It was supposed to be only a few pages, but ended up being nearly 50.
quote by Woody Harrelson
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Somewhere around the fifth or seventh grade I figured out that I could ingratiate myself to people by making them laugh. Essentially, I was just trying to make them like me. But after a while it became part of my identity.
quote by Tina Fey
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Seventh Heaven
Ive been to places where the sun goes down
Each day and never rises
Ive been to places in a dark room
Where we played with our disguises
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
It was a dream, I heard a voice
I put it down to wishful thinking
It was a dream, a silent scream
Out of the blue, a new beginning
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
And then I fell upon a stroke of luck
That led to my good fortune
And then I fell upon my knees
And gently kissed the ground you walk on
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
song performed by by Deep Purple
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I wasn't being bullied at school at this point. I had a group of friends, and I was isolated because I wasn't communicating with my parents. I wasn't telling them what I was going through.
quote by Randy Harrison
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Whatever Is Going On Is Working
The more he does and succeeds at doing it,
More claim he is not doing anything.
Apparently loving,
To look like fools.
'That's great!
Whatever is going on is working.
He seems motivated by them.
And they continue to prove...
He has been the right choice all along.
Now,
How can we get them,
To donate some of that negative energy...
To the positive side.'
That's a hard one.
Remember when they were called idiots?
They weren't insulted at all.
In fact...
They began to use that as their campaign slogan.
'We are not going to do a thing.
Leave well enough alone.
Whats-his-name knows exactly what he's doing.
He's a genius I'm telling you.
He's a genius.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not that there weren't great shows, and not that there wasn't plenty of fine music played. It's just that the consistency and the height of where we could take it, with the help of the audience, was less, I felt, in the '90s.
Seventh Sign
Ive been sailin cross the ocean
With the devil by my side
Ive been flyin cross the great blue sky
But theres nowhere to hide
Ive been standin by the crossroads
Ive been lookin for a clue
Ive been prayin for the human race
There s not a lot I can do
Ive been waitin for the warnin
As we look to the sky now
We all seem lost if you ask me why
Its the seventh sign
See the blood-red sky tonight
Its the seventh sign
See the blood red sky
Theres a voice out on the wasteland
It says were runnin out of time
I used to think the world could change
Lord I must have been blind
Ive been cryin out for mankind
Ive been hangin on to faith
But the comin of a messenger
Says its much too late
We could all come together
And gather all around
What good is war when we all go down
Its the seventh sign
See the blood-red sky tonight
Its the seventh sign see the blood red sky
song performed by by Europe
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Telling again and again
Telling again and again and
Again the same thing repeatedly
Is not bad rather it is good
Telling again and again and
Again the same story remind you
The mistake that turned you bad
And telling again and again and
Again the same thing you became
The master orator and we hear
You all words being consumers.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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