The Newest Trend
Schools are always a place for trends. People love following what's new and what's hip and what looks "hott." Some past trends would include collecting Beanie Babies, pogs(haha) and tanning until you look like you're straight out of Africa.
Lately, though, there is a new trend that is just so unbelievably cool. What would this trend be? None other than getting pass-out drunk every Friday and Saturday with a group of thirty people. But, not only that, you HAVE to get caught by the cops. It's so fucking cool.
I'm sure that for the past few days some of you have had to sit in class while you listen to the cool kids talk about how cool they are and how "oh my god, I can't believe they got away!" or "yeah, I'm totally grounded for like, the rest of my life haha!" because I know I have. It makes me feel better about myself. It makes me feel like a fun person. It makes me feel like I'm going somewhere in my life, unlike these kids who will still be eating at Supreme's everyday until they die.
The past weekend must have been so fun for them. I just can't get away from the stories of how Jessica Walker so daringly escaped through a window! Or how it's so funny because now when she walks down the halls in all of her radiant glory and everyone bows down on their knees and kisses her ass that she tried so hard to stuff in the jeans that were too small for her, her equally hip friends yell things like "yeah, window!" Don't forget about how bad ass they are too for getting grounded for this. There's nothing I love more than trying to actually pay attention in class, but being disrupted by the stories of how hard they got "slammed by the 'rents."
I now sit here in front of you, proud of who I am, how I spend my free time and what I consider cool. I'm proud that I don't need alcohol to have fun with my friends or to give me something to talk about on Monday. How anyone would be comfortable shouting from the rooftops about how drunk they were, how funny it was when the cops caught them and how they tried to escape, I have no clue. I do know though, that it is almost a good thing to have these people around. If they weren't here, where would we get our self-esteem?
Lately, though, there is a new trend that is just so unbelievably cool. What would this trend be? None other than getting pass-out drunk every Friday and Saturday with a group of thirty people. But, not only that, you HAVE to get caught by the cops. It's so fucking cool.
I'm sure that for the past few days some of you have had to sit in class while you listen to the cool kids talk about how cool they are and how "oh my god, I can't believe they got away!" or "yeah, I'm totally grounded for like, the rest of my life haha!" because I know I have. It makes me feel better about myself. It makes me feel like a fun person. It makes me feel like I'm going somewhere in my life, unlike these kids who will still be eating at Supreme's everyday until they die.
The past weekend must have been so fun for them. I just can't get away from the stories of how Jessica Walker so daringly escaped through a window! Or how it's so funny because now when she walks down the halls in all of her radiant glory and everyone bows down on their knees and kisses her ass that she tried so hard to stuff in the jeans that were too small for her, her equally hip friends yell things like "yeah, window!" Don't forget about how bad ass they are too for getting grounded for this. There's nothing I love more than trying to actually pay attention in class, but being disrupted by the stories of how hard they got "slammed by the 'rents."
I now sit here in front of you, proud of who I am, how I spend my free time and what I consider cool. I'm proud that I don't need alcohol to have fun with my friends or to give me something to talk about on Monday. How anyone would be comfortable shouting from the rooftops about how drunk they were, how funny it was when the cops caught them and how they tried to escape, I have no clue. I do know though, that it is almost a good thing to have these people around. If they weren't here, where would we get our self-esteem?