| | So tell me: how cool do I need to be to become a part of the neo-cult we all know to be the elitist society of our era?
I think on a scale from one to great, I must have to be freaking awesome. Oh man, I love how cliquey our generation has become, and I love even more-so the superficial manner in which society conducts itself. It's almost enough joy to make me laugh, then I chuckle instead, because chuckling is fun.
Now that I think about it, I could officially consider myself a 'wannabee' to the 'teenage royalty.' Yes sir, sign me up for the next drinking binge at Jeff's house, whom I've only encountered twice before, once when he was in the ER getting a stomach pump that night when I was designated driver, and that other time when he spit venom in my eyes for trying to talk in his presence! My favorite thing about elitist society is the exclusive nature of 'the club.' You have your hangouts, parties, homeroom hangout spot, and EVEN, get this, moments when they STOP kissing each others' butts and... kiss someone else's butt! I love it!
The main thing, though, isn't so much the behaviors of those native to the genus popularus, but rather, the fakeness which accompanies it. Heck, I've been just like these people sometimes, so I'm probably the biggest hypocrite out there, but I really just can't stand much more of this superficial bullcrap that we ingest through a funnel every day, curtosey of our friendly neighborhood standards and expectations as presented by the people who like you, or more importantly, those who don't. It's almost funny how girls will act so sweet when in 'the big group' to one another, but all along everyone there knows they all hate each other, yet no one says anything about it because, hey, no one wants to be the bad guy. Oh yeah, and they're all being phony by acting 'cool' too.
BAH! I hate that stereotype. "Cool." Wow. That word used to be fun to use. Now all it makes me think of is A-hole guys who like to think they're better than everyone else and exalt themselves to the point where belittling others comes natrually. Arrogance seems to exude from their pores like it's their calling in life; I'm not gonna' lie- this pisses me off more than anything else. I guess it's partially because I had to deal with it firsthand almost everyday in the lacrosse environment, but I guess a little bit more because it disgusts me how I've been like that myself. Man, I hate those kinds of douchebags. "Whoa man, you're TOO COOL." "No way brah! YOU'RE too cool!" "Dude! We're SO COOL!" "Yeah man! ... Hey, wanna' get smashed, high, and have sex with as many sluts as we can?" "Hell yes brother!"
Oh lordy... I love teenage society.
Oh and another thing- quit complaining about seniors leaving. Yes, I'll miss the seniors too- my brother IS a senior, as a matter of fact. But you know, if someone is REALLY your friend and they REALLY mean something to you, the fact that they don't go to high school anymore won't change the fact that they're important to you or vice versa. You're just being superficial and, once again my friends, exhibiting patters of elitist behaviors and being a douche.
Man, I'm a real jerk. That last paragraph, sorry for those of you who're offended. But really, please stop complaining. Moving on is a part of life. Seriously, kids nowadays are like, "Whoa! Seniors... graduating?!? No way! This is mind boggling! I'm so depressed! Kids who have passed the twelfth grade are LEAVING... HIGH SCHOOL?" Wow Einstein. Great job figuring out that one.
Bah humbug. I like being mean sometimes. No, not really mean, I just like venting. And playing whiffle ball with fuzzy woodland creatures. Steal home Bambi!
And you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man, no time to talk.
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