The Fetal Diaries #10: Holy crap, teenage life sucks roflmfao.
[Warning: Somewhat explicit content in some paragraphs, and excessive ranting.]
Here’s a list of what a normal teenager’s supposed to have in life:
- High school
- Friends
- MSN
- Alcohol
- A ‘love interest’
- Some sort of page in the internet (ex: facebook)
- Failing marks
- A good, nice, cellphone
- iPod or something of the sort
- Nagging parents
Yeah, I think I have most of those.. except I’m a non-alcoholic, and my cellphone right now is plain crap.. but then again, why is it that we ALWAYS are expected to have this? It’s like, when you don’t act like that during high school, you’re an outcast. Seriously, especially here in Canada. It’s like the kids HAVE to be what Hollywood tells them to. Meaning, drama. Holy crap. And I thought I was a drama queen. Up until I moved here and saw that I was not even close to being that. Not that I liked being that! Seriously, one of my friends is like, smitten with this guy at work. He doesn’t think she’s heinous, so why be shy? Just freakin talk to him! Be frustrated when he wants to have sex with you, and you don’t wanna cause you don’t wanna ruin your friendship for frick’s sakes. Blah. Or if you forgot to bring your cellphone or iPod, what am I sposed to do, cry? Go to your house and get it for you? It’s not my fault you forgot it!
Oh, and then, the parents. Sure, I LOVE my parents so so much. But then again, I screw up! It’s not like I’m ‘ze perfect’ kid. Nope, siree. Blaaah. I love you, but guys, understand that I am a screw up, and am clumsy. I cannot have sky high marks in math all the time. Even Einstein sucked in high school.
Holy crap. LOL. Looking at life right now, it’s like, people expect me to sleep with guys and be a slut like everyone else. Am I??? No. I am morally responsible, my friends, thanks. Just cause everyone else does it, doesn’t mean I’ll go that far.
Okay, I’ll shut up now. Rant is over, guys. You can open your eyes now.
Kristine, aka fetus.
Born in the Philippines, then lived in Abu Dhabi, UAE for almost 4 years. Immigrated to Calgary, Canada (one of the most, if not THE most diverse city in Canada), but lives even farther north now (where it seems to be the opposite of Calgary).
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January 9th, 2008 at 7:18 am
ARGHH I know totally how you feel - my parents keep pushing me to study for every frikkin’ hour. And at my school, everyone seems to have a love interest for popular’s sake. And at our last school trip there were 3 girls fighting over one guy who didn’t even ‘love’ them. International schools suck as much as the Public ones.
Which is probably why I’m outcast as well, LOL.
And I somehow agree with Daniel up there - Einstein was an outcast in school, university and Germany. I wonder how many other important people were outcasts and not sluts? Not many, I hope.
Just keep on truckin’, and like most who said it, enjoy life. D<
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January 11th, 2008 at 5:19 am
yeah, go for it fetus! find your balance!
I was more like Dan said…went too far being an outcast…and now I’m “too” morally responsible (if there is such a thing), I don’t drink alcohol or coffee.
I don’t take pride in being like this (in fact Brazilians curse me all the time for “being too square” - and I HATE that btw…so what if I don’t fit into their definition of what I’m supposed to be, screw them), but for me it’s still kind of a protection, because I feel that if I behave “wrong” I will become one of them. And this is the last thing I want. I don’t know why (bleh “home” coutries suck, that’s why), but I think I still feel too hurt/ofended by this culture. It’s funny, I’ve been living in my “home” culture for so many years but I still suffer from cultural shock.
And yeah, my parents still call me “drama queen”…guess it never ends!
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