Tuesday, 17 September 2013

Drunken nights...

As you can tell from the title, this post could either be interesting or dull as heck but I'll continue anyway.

When I became a teenager my immediate thoughts were, 'ohh I'm all grown up now... more freedom.... romance....parties... fun' etc etc.

Well I wish I could tell little 13 year old me that it is far from like that, now that I'm a fully fledged teen, I can safely say that most of my experiences of romance, parties and 'fun' have been disappointing. I was at a party last weekend, everyone around me was completely "off their heads", then there's little old me just sat on the pavement outside not knowing what to do with myself.

Now when I'm saying these things I don't want you to be imagining me as the person nobody talks to who has no friends and great school grades. I'm not, I'm just above popular at school <--- I hated writing that because I sound like a big headed moron who actually believes in the cliché of popularity scales (ew, I know).

As I was sat on the pavement I realised that unless you're drunk or some shape or form of 'high' at a party like that, it's no fun. But then I wondered if it was just me, maybe I'm the one in a million or one in my school who isn't obsessed with parties or getting drunk and kissing a stranger. People begged the host to be invited to that party and I couldn't care less, I just wanted to go home, get in bed and read.

But getting back to the point of this post- I sat on that pavement and started to think that maybe the night wouldn't end with me wanting to commit. Maybe it would end up like the meet-cute in a movie, where the girl is sat there in the dark getting some air (or in my case just secretly avoiding the drunken idiots she really doesn't want to be around) and she happens to be the only one not drunk (or so she thinks). Then all of a sudden a handsome guy walks out from the party and she realises she's never really seen him before, not like this anyway, he also happens not to be drunk. They then start talking, starting the conversation with some sarcastic comment about the idiots back in the party, they realise that all this time they though they were the only exceptions to the gross clichés of their generation, but really they were each only one half of it. They slowly but surely fall in some kind of unique love and live happily ever.....

But of course it didn't happen that way, I sat on the pavement in the freezing cold for 45 minutes while the hooligans partied all night long, destroying their livers and partaking in activities they would surely regret in the morning.

I love being a teenager.


Saturday, 8 September 2012

Is there a need for a fight?

Today there was a fight between two guys in my year, one went to take the basket ball of the other and thought it would be a great idea to full on head butt him at the same time. Consequently the basketballer proceeded to punch him in the nose and then got rugby tackled to the floor.

WHY DO THEY FEEL THE NEED TO DO THIS? I already have enough on my plate to think about, I don't have time to try and get my head round a teenage boys mindset. I mean, I know guys are protective over their balls (take it how you will), but there is really no need for physical violence, a verbal argument at the most is necessary. I know they are probably just worried about getting embarrassed in front of all the girls, but I'm shocked that after millions of years of evolving the message hasn't got around to boys, that girls don't care if you win or lose a fight. If your girlfriend breaks up with you directly after a fight you've had, she's either breaking up with you because you lost a fight (in that case she can't have liked you that much), or she's breaking up with you because you were in a fight (in which case she's a clever little cookie).

If you are reading this and you happen to be a teenage boy, in future when you are having an argument with another guy please consider doing anything other than putting him in a headlock and starting a fight. You may think you look manly and smoulderingly sexy but believe me , if you view the attached photos, you will see what you really look like. Its not pretty.  

-thewallflower

Friday, 7 September 2012

Movie poison


Movies are watched by almost every age, especially teenagers, unfortunately I happen to fall under that category, and to be perfectly honest I wish I'd never lay eyes on a rom-com. The film industry should just consist of purely action, comedy, thriller, fantasy and kids films, all with absolutely no romantic element whatsoever. From an early age a girl watches many movies about love and romance and being happy with the person you love. But to me I have started to realise what drivel these films really were, they are like poison, they just brainwash you into thinking that there will be one guy that will be perfect for you and you will both love each other and fall madly in love and get married and have a happy family. They never tell you what a huge trek it is to find that man, they also never inform you about how many cretinous, immature low-lives there are in high school.

The reality of it is, my high school isn't like movie high school, its not cool, its not nice, its not clean, and there are absolutely NO decent boys. If you're lucky you may find the odd one or two but at the most they'll have very average personalities, almost bearable looks and zero personal hygiene. Basically what I'm saying is, I went up to high school from a farely posh primary school where I was well protected from bad influences, bad language and bad teachers. So you can imagine my disappointment when after seeing enhanced films about high school romances, to go up from 300 pupils to 2,000 and still be disappointed with the amount of decent, down-to-earth, genuine guys, and knowing I had to be stuck with them for 7 years wasn't the greatest feeling. I'm a few years into high school now and things don't seem to be changing, so I'm hoping when sixth form finally comes around, other schools may have developed slightly more mature, educated guys so they can come and I will be able to know there is a god again. 

In conclusion, what I'm trying to say is, my life is the furthest from a movie you could ever imagine, its dull,boring (with the odd perk) and not much seems to happen so I'm here, trying to make everyday as interesting as possible.

Until next time
-thewallflower