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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
What the hell is that noise?? Oh, just my alram clock- time to start a new day. I begin the morning routine of showering, dressing, and such, with the usual stalling for an hour before I get up. Soon enough, I am ready for school. My boyfriend gives me a ride daily-well actually his mom, to be clear. We usually stroll into the school together around 8:10 or 8:15 AM, giving us plenty of time before first hour, which begins at 8:30. I stare at all the faces- a horde of smiling teenagers, happy in their ignorance. They will go the day gossiping about fellow students (sometimes me, however I am not nearly as important in their "wierd people" lists as I would often like to think. Nobody truly cares about me.) The faces of all different colors, shapes and sizes- but all the same to me. Girls talking about guys they'd like to have sex with, guys talking about girls they've had sex with-(Even if they really never did, it doesn't matter). Girls talking about how hot any given member of the Backstreet Boys are, and people yuelling things like, "Yo, W'sup DAWG!" at volumes that would make a member of Metallica wince. I bump into a girl, who promptly starts screaming unintelligable things at me, like she is a guest on Jerry Springer, while my apology is lost in the wind of her self-centered words. I only wish I could tell her to shut up, but that would result in about five girls attacking me. And I would be to blame, for not "just walking away." For these are the popular girls, the cheerleaders, the volleyball stars, the honor students, the homecoming queens. (But weren't these the same girls who asked me if I had weed papers the other day in gym?) This is my school. These are my peers. This is my generation. I sure am proud to be a part of it all. ------------------ Thinking is just what a great many people think they are doing when they are merely rearranging their predjudices. |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Ohhh Amy...the last statement had sarcasm just dripping from it. I know the feelings you have. I felt the same many times in my high school days. Brave it out girl, your almost there. |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Sys, I can really understand this piece. You are older and more mature then the kids around you, so you see them as immature. Your peers are not always your equals though. ------------------ Now and forever, my heart hears ~one voice~. DreamEvil© |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Way to go girl,you are wiser than your years  Who cares if they don't care about you? We do...I do...people do They arenot mature enough to have an etched out spirit such as yours. **Hugs Amy** YOU Rock this forum with your words...later gator Jenny ------------------ Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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roxane Senior Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 505us |
i wish that i could post this for my entire school to see!!! you've just described them to a t. unfortunately, we don't have a weird people list yet, although we have several girls who occupy themselves with writing down "HOT GUYS OF THE JUNIOR CLASS." how petty can you get? we also have a school that is grossly overcrowded where popular jerks just turn around in the hallway at whim, knocking over any helpless passerby who happens to be standing behind them. it's awful. good to know someone else sees them for the miseable, pop culture mob of ignorant savages that they are. (well, maybe not savage, but definitely everything else.) great prose |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Must be hell when your so much more mature than your so called peer's. Well done! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
Thanks everyone for replying to yet another complaint about society by me. ------------------ Thinking is just what a great many people think they are doing when they are merely rearranging their predjudices. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
In order to make things better you gotta know what's wrong. Hang in there and keep writing. |
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Lynn Member
since 1999-09-20
Posts 316Jasper, Alabama U.S.A. |
I can relate so well to this. Where I go to school it's very crowded, and the whole "popular" group are "in charge". Popular including people with lots of money and any athlete. It makes me mad to see them get away with any and everything, but I tend to avoid them a lot. |
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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
A lot of memories here for me...Sys, I believe there is no one to be your equal in that school. You will find people who care about you, other places, other times. It took me 16 years to get to somwhere that that statement became truth for me, but it did, here. You are amazing. Keep pumping, there's lots more water in the well. DB ------------------ And the men who hold high places Must be the ones who start To mold a new reality Closer to the heart. ===RUSH=== |
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Ben Pike Junior Member
since 1999-11-14
Posts 20Southwestern Virginia |
This straight-forward glimpse into another life was refreshing to me. I laughed at the line about the backstreet boys. I was glad there were no interjected attempts at mutating this into "high literature" or other such nonsense. It seems straight from the gut, straight from the pen, and so straight from the setting, the school room hallway. Nothing got in this reader's way of seeing it through the author's body. This sort of "getting out of the way" and letting the setting infuse the reader directly, through the most natural words, is an accomplishment on the writer's part: to give without interupting. The small games that people of all ages play come through with a taste that lingers. (as an irrelevent side note I would say that only the nature an magnitude of petty behaivor changes as age increases. The only escape is in ones own peace, to see ridiculousness and to only laugh while moving past it). The last line does say explicitly what the writer thinks about it all but doesn't seem out of place. I am left totally unsure if it is sarcastic or not, and really wishing that the main character could see herself proud to live amoung these other humans. |
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