#junior

In school I was pretty quiet. Kinda shy until my junior year. But at home I was a freak. ↗

— Dane Cook

#home #i #junior #junior year #kinda

When I was a junior, boys were allowed to come visit me at the house. We could sit on the porch until about 8 o'clock at night; that's when it started getting dark. That was it. ↗

— Daisy Fuentes

#allowed #clock #come #could #dark

I think people in Montreal smoke a lot, and I used to smoke when I was 17-18, and just picked it up when I was playing juniors. But I think I stopped when I was 22, which was a big decision in my life. ↗

— Mario Lemieux

#decision #i #i think #juniors #just

You will be courteous to your elders who have explored to the point from which you may advance; and helpful to your juniors who will progress farther by reason of your labors. ↗

— Abbott L. Lowell

#courteous #elders #explored #farther #helpful

I think you always have, you know, new players. Every year you see new faces, juniors coming into the seniors. I was one of them at the time long time ago now. ↗

— Amelie Mauresmo

#always #coming #every #faces #i

My name is James Edward Franco. Ted is a nickname for Edward. That's what my parents called me. I also got 'Teddy Ruxpin' a lot. It just got to a point where I got sick of it, so when a teacher called out 'James Franco' my junior year of high school, I didn't correct her. ↗

— James Franco

#called #correct #edward #franco #got

When I was a junior camp counselor and it was my job to tell the campers a bedtime story or devotional, I would tell them a rapture story. ↗

— Jerry B. Jenkins

#camp #counselor #devotional #i #job

I actually built a tiny computer as a junior high school project. ↗

— Mitch Kapor

#built #computer #high #high school #i

It was 1976. It was one of the darkest days of my life when that nurse, Mrs. Shimmer, pulled out a maxi pad that measured the width and depth of a mattress and showed us how to use it. It had a belt with it that looked like a slingshot that possessed the jaw-dropping potential to pop a man's head like a gourd. As she stretched the belt between the fingers of her two hands, Mrs. Shimmer told us becoming a woman was a magical and beautiful experience. I remember thinking to myself, You're damn right it had better be magic, because that's what it's going to take to get me to wear something like that, Tinkerbell! It looked like a saddle. Weighed as much as one, too. Some girls even cried. I didn't. I raised my hand. "Mrs. Shimmer," I asked the cautiously, "so what kind of security napkins do boys wear when their flower pollinates? Does it have a belt, too?" The room got quiet except for a bubbling round of giggles. "You haven't been paying attention, have you?" Mrs. Shimmer accused sharply. "Boys have stamens, and stamens do not require sanitary napkins. They require self control, but you'll learn that soon enough." I was certainly hoping my naughty bits (what Mrs. Shimmer explained to us was like the pistil of a flower) didn't get out of control, because I had no idea what to do if they did. ↗

— Laurie Notaro

#health #humor #junior-high #menstruation #nurse

And that's another piece of advice I'll give junior writers; when you get to the point where they take you to lunch, let the editor suggest where to go. ↗

— Jerry Pournelle

#another #editor #get #give #go