Has anyone seen this commercial going around about the High-School-“It”-Couple”?
Yea it’s dumb as shit. It annoyed the hell out of me, and
not because the couple is “annoyingly cute” or anything. What I don’t like is the
generalization that the nerdy girl would follow them around and fawn over them.
Who does that?
It got me thinking about my high school days. Did I ever care about who the popular kids
were? Did I even know which cheerleader was dating which football player? Eh…
no…
Did I envy the prom queen’s crown? Eh… I don’t even remember
who the prom queen was…
Were any of my friends ever jealous when “Samantha” got
asked out by “the hottest boy in school”?
No… we didn’t even have a “hottest
boy in school”.
It was more like...
“Nicole likes Jason and Jason likes Nicole
but not that Nicole a different Nicole and I don’t even know why anyone even
thinks Jason is cute because Rob is way hotter and he likes Nicole but not that
Nicole a different Nicole but she likes Josh who used to be super weird but he
got way cool over the summer and now everyone likes him but he only likes
Nicole but She Likes Todd!”
It was high school… there were no “it” couples. We don’t live
in a 1960s teen comedy, Verizon!
Then I got to over-thinking (because I tend to do that) that if
there was one couple who I’d have considered the “it couple” at my high school,
who was it? Who did my friends look to as the “quintessential display of
teenage romance”? Who did my friends go to for dating advice? Who did everyone just
assume would be together forever?
I concluded that (at least in my circle of friends at the
time)… and as strange is this for me to admit… the answer was… me. My high school relationship was
considered the epitome if coveted teenage love…
Were we happy? Yes. Were we in love? Yes. Did we fight in
the halls and then make up publicly an hour later? Yes. Were we hot? Sure.
Were we popular, though, like the kids in the commercial are
supposed to be? By what definition? What does that word actually even mean?
Were we in Varsity Club or on the yearbook committee or did
we shop at Aeropostale or— no stop… no… why does any of that crap have anything to
do with anything?
What does “popular” mean? What defines it? I didn’t
feel like we were popular at all at the time, but looking back it would seem
that we were.
We had a big circle of friends. We got invited to a lot of
parties. We knew people who’d get us into shows. My little Toyota
Corolla was ALWAYS filled to the brim with people who wanted to “go with us”.
But…I was a 16 year old pop punk princess rocking Jncos and
a No Doubt tank top. The white laces in Airwalks were replaced with one green
lace and one pink one. I played a bright red Telecaster in an all-girl band
called Post Male Sanity (check the initials… biotch!)
My boyfriend at the time? Well, the tall, rugged metal
head in the beat up pair of Converse and the Megadeath t-shirt, of course!
Were we happy? Yes. Were we in love? Yes. Did we fight in
the halls and then make up publicly an hour later? Yes. Were we hot? Sure.
Did I curl into the fetal position and cry for 6 months when
he had to move away a year and a half later?
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| Um...no... |
I was very very sad for like a week until I woke up
one day and realized I had sprouted boobs. I was a 17 year old hot little piece
of ass and I was single. The world was my literally my burrito (that sounds weird... note to self remove the word "literally")
Well… shit….
So what am I saying with all this? Not much actually. It’s
just a really long and cooler way to explain and over-explain that the ideal
society wants us to look up to is bunk. And that YOU (no matter who you are)
are probably a lot cooler than you think. It’s all about #perspective. ;)
