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"You Don't Understand High School Talk"

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I've been tweaking and networking my blog. HEY!  Is that where they got the word "twerking?" Well, in my mommy world, that's what it's going to mean.

Speaking of slang, the other day, my 16 year old son sent me a picture on SnapChat (I hate that app, but will not soapbox it just yet!), with the caption "Chem squad feat bae and teach."

What the ever-loving hell was that?

It was a picture of him, a cute girl, and a teacher.  I really had no idea what he was trying to say, but as a mom, we learn to decipher spelling-impared-and-or-lazy kids' writing.  I gathered that it broke down as follows:

chem = chemistry class.  Pretty self-explanatory
squad = I see no cheerleaders nor football players, so this must not mean the typical "squad." This son never proofreads anything, so I thought maybe he meant another word.  "Squat?" No, nobody was squatting. "Square?" I suppose there might be a thing called chemistry square.  I don't know...it's been a few years. I finally gave up, and moved onto context clues for the next words.
feat = Ok, again, he can't spell.  I assumed he meant "feet," yet didn't see anything except torsos, since they are either sitting at, or standing up near a desk.  Then I wondered if the cheerleaders' feet were there.  Could there possibly be a "chemistry squad?"  And where were their feet?  I knew this son did not belong on any kind of academic squad (remember this description?), so I was baffled.
bae = I unfortunately know what this means.  I have been properly schooled on that fact that "bae" refers to one's boyfriend, girlfriend, celeb crush, or any person the speakers finds attractive.  In this case, I'm going to assume he meant the pretty girl, whose name I have never heard speak of in my house.
teach = Well, there's another girl standing at the table.  I see a name badge, yet all of the high school kids wear one.  She's looks a TAD bit older than the girl sitting down (previously assumed to be "Bae.")  I'm going to assume this means teacher.

Now it's all as clear as mud.

Finally, when he got home, I said "What in God's Green Acres did you send me?"
He responded "WHAT?? It was me and my bae in Chemistry."
I said, "First of all, I wasn't aware that you had a "bae," and second, why didn't you just write that on the picture."

At this point, I must have become the most under-educated, un-hip, out-of-touch parent in my son's eyes.  He gave me the most annoyed look and said "Because that's how we talk in HIGH SCHOOL, MOM! SORRY THAT YOU DON'T KNOW HIGH SCHOOL PEOPLE TALK!"  

The nerve of me.

Grated, growing up in the 80's, we had our own "high school slang."  I can remember cringing any time my dad tried to be "hip" and used "peachy-keen" and "groovy" in place of the "awesome" and "bad" we used then.  He had no idea how HIGH SCHOOL PEOPLE TALK!

My son informed me that his caption meant "This hot girl, me and [featuring]the teacher in Chemistry."
Ah, I see now.  "Chem squad feat bae and teach."
THAT clears it up.

Things are totally hizzy up in the jizzy, my friends.  Be cool with yo bad self, and hug all your "squad" tightly tonight.  ;)


PS: Being the "hip" mother that I am, I decided to look up "squad" in Urban Dictionary.  I'm telling you, if you need to know ANY kind of slang term, it's in there.  Grated, it's written mostly by the people who use the terms, so the definitions are quite...colorful, but it works.  Here is the definition of "squad:"


..but why would they need to score "paper?" We have plenty left in the homework bucket at home?  Oh...

Word. 















I Like the Night Life..

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Jimmy Fallon and Michelle Obama
"Evolution of Dance for Moms"
...no, I don't like to boogie.  Actually, yes I do.  I love to dance.  Granted, I dance as well as I sing, and know that I can't sing. Like, at all.  So there you go.  I have always liked to dance.  I don't exactly like to share this, but as a teen I used to go into my bedroom at night and make up elaborate dances to songs I had recorded (on a cassette tape, mind you, it was the 80's).  I would even "choreograph" dances that I would rehearse over and over again.  I also had quite a few "friends" with whom I conversed about how hard "our" dances were.  Ok fine, I talked to my dang self!  I was a good friend, though, and I tell you, my "partners" were dang good dancers.  As was I.

 I might have also played school and other various things while locked away in my room.  Yes, I was teenager when I was doing these things.  I was bizarre.  I was skinny though, and always active.  I was a baton twirler (majorette) and also in flag corps (aka color guard) during high school, and I liked to put my boom box in the front window of the house, and then go into the front yard and practice.  I was such a nerd. Regardless, I never was very good at any of it.  Mediocre was the norm for me, no matter how much I practiced my various "crafts." I'll admit though, if I could, I would turn on the TV and make up dances to things.  I know, I know, I could just do it anyway, but since I am almost 48 years old, I'm not too sure I could "bust a move" comparable to the ones in high school.  I'd more likely "bust a hip," or in some other way render myself incapacitated for at least a few days.  Plus, my downstairs neighbors would probably think we had adopted a bear or something similar in size.

I never really have a topic when I write this blog.  I do pretty well by just writing from the top of my head.  I'd like to think I'm kind of funny, and that's something else I'd like to practice in this blog. From my audience, all I need is a giggle or two, or an "oh my god [...Becky, look at her butt... I digress] I can totally relate to what she's saying."  And she's gorgeous to boot. Is that too much to ask? By the way, I just realized, and I'm a freakin' English major, that ellipses are only three periods. I really missed that memo in my 4000+ English classes.
O_o

It's 3:02 am and I'm not remotely sleepy. This will probably be an all-nighter for me.  Maybe I could go make up a routine and practice until I get tired...nah. I'll probably just watch TV.  Same difference.



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