WHY I HATED THE 6TH GRADE

Bad Hair Day

Up until the 6th grade I wore my hair down to my waist usually pulled back in a hair band. I used a wool belt that belonged to one of my sweaters so often that in its dinginess it no longer matched the white sweater to which it belonged.

In the 6th grade I decided to get that infamous "feather-look" sported by those beautiful girls in my 80s teen magazine. I had my hair parted down the middle with the front part cut short so that it could potentially be "feathered." The rest of my hair from my ears back lay straight down below the shoulders. The thing about that do was that it did not work with Filipino hair, in other words, it did not "feather."

When I showed up at school the next day, our class clown Corey Christiansen blurted out,"Whoa I couldn't even recognize you, I though you were the new girl in class!" And then he nudged my then 6th grade crush at the time Patrick Nadol with his elbow saying, "Hey doesn't she look like Elvira (mistress of the night?)!"

A wave of major, intense, 6th grade embarrassment enveloped me, but nonetheless, I kept that hairdo for another 6 months.