Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Meet my Boyfriend, Alex

Back in the days of elementary school, when we looked forward to 25 cent chocolate milk, Air Heads, 4 square, the 40 minute lunch break, and rainy days when we got to paint during recess...

My little group of friends loved jump rope. I remember the top game on the list was "Ice Cream, Ice Cream". I failed at two things: jumping in and double dutch. But anywho, I loved playing that game. I've forgotten like half the stanzas now, but I remember the "ABC" part. We'd say the alphabet, and wherever you stopped, that letter would be the first name of your "boyfriend".

I think it was in fourth grade? Well, I was a late bloomer and still thought boys were icky (long story, another blog entry maybe? LOL). I didn't like any boys, so I always purposely stopped on "A" to get the game over with quicker. Typically, if you didn't like a boy, the girls turning the rope would pick one for you (from class). Since I always stopped on "A", I always made sure to pipe in "His name is Alex" before they could think of anyone.

I never knew any kid my age with that name, so it worked. I got away with using "Alex" and making sure we didn't have any kids or loser jobs or whatever. It was kinda like MASH but in jump rope form. MASH was another thing that most likely involved "Alex"...hahaha!

Oh man, if I end up with someone named Alex, that clarifies it: I'M PSYCHIC!

Haha more like PSYCHO, but whatever!

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