The Stereotypical Teen

Friday, June 27, 2008

I doubted their existence – that is, the existence of the stereotypical teenager. I’m clearly far from normal, and I just figured everyone else was too. Or, at the very least, that things weren’t as bad as the media portrays them as.

I was proven wrong listening to girls chitchat in our last Cosmet class. Apparently, girls my age do go to random bush parties, hit on random guys, and sleep with almost everyone (including their best friend’s boyfriends.) This was news to me. I mean, some of them seem so nice! But no, they get drunk and end up so high they can’t see straight and find themselves waking up, naked, in a stranger’s bedroom with another stranger. Or two.

A profile of a few of my cosmet mates:
The cheerleader
Really, can you profile a cosmetology class without a cheerleader? No. No, you can’t.
This girl’s actually a sweetheart – unexpected, right? I thought she would be the worst of the bunch. But no, she runs around in jeans and sweatshirts, has baby-blonde hair, and loves to gossip about the stereotypical cheerleading bitches. I quite liked her, actually.

The model
The other one you almost expect to take cosmetology.
She’s about 5″7, with gorgeous fire-red, naturally curly hair. Super-pale, tight-pored skin, you can tell that she was totally born to model – her legs are, I swear to god, as long as my entire body. She’s fine too – completely uninhibited and funny.
However, she is also a bit of a disappointment – she dates pretty guys for one night stands, sees no problem with underage drinking. But she does have fantastic points as well – she makes it dead clear that she won’t go clubbing if it’s an 18+ club, and isn’t comfortable with fake ID. Also, she won’t go to bush parties unless she either knows a bunch of people going or she’s friends with the person throwing it – none of these are things that I would ever have to worry about, but I’m so glad that she sets rules like these to keep herself out of trouble. It restores my faith in people my age, just a bit – if you’re going to party, party safe!

The IB kid that tries too hard
Oh, god. She’s like a leech that won’t let go of me, nevermind the fact that I don’t particularly like her. One, one guy likes her, and she suddenly won’t shut the fuck up about him. “Oh, he likes me SO MUCH, and I don’t know what to do because I don’t like him like that!” or, “O-M-G, Rae! He was ALL OVER ME today!”
A word of advice to this girl: give it up. From what I know from other sources, the guy’s a sweetie and he does like you – but hon, there’s an obvious difference between worrying about your friendship with him and bragging about his crush. And it’s also obvious that you crossed that sixteen-hours-of-bitching ago.

The IB kid that tries even harder
Grew up going to school with rich kids but lives in the not-so-great part of town. Can’t use complete sentences and thinks that, just because I can pull eighties without breaking a sweat and nineties if I study, I’m perfect and problem free. I don’t like her at all – she’s too loud, parties with anyone in a desperate attempt to be “cool”, and compulsively paints her nails (don’t ask. Just don’t.)

The ghetto girl
I like her, surprisingly! So maybe she has six inches of cleavage, smells kinda funny, and wears way to much makeup. So maybe she’s a little (fine, a LOT) whore-y. She’s funny! She does the whole “overly-black” thing for fun, and manages to balence partial IB with heavy clubbing. I would never want to be her, but she knows how to have fun and, more importantly, how to be happy.

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9 Responses to “The Stereotypical Teen”

  1. IB = international baccalaureate. Basically, a classroom full of keeners.A bunch of us were also AC kids in Jr. High – over-privileged kids with IQ scores in the top…5%, I believe? of the province. You're lucky that you even still TALK to your primary school friends! What's the Canadian equivalent? (elementary or jr. high?)

  2. suzie wuzie, on June 28th, 2008 at 6:34 am said:

    what is an IB kid?

    high school for me was long ago… but i don’t think i paid attention to my 2 final years in a new high school. most of my closest friends are from primary school still :)

  3. Up 'till cosmet class this year, I saw the world the way you did – IB/AC kids generally don't "party hard", lol! Trust me, there were bush parties in your hometown, no matter how small it was – and there was DEFINITELY random sex :PEdmonton's a fairly small city as well…but then again, we're also known as "Methmonton", "The City with the Highest Gun Crime Rate in Canada", and "The City with the Third Highest Murder Rate in Canada"…I blame the oil fields. :D

  4. psychoexgirlfriend, on June 30th, 2008 at 9:33 pm said:

    Oy… it still baffles me about how uninhibited some kids can be. I was quite sheltered as a teen and I never ever heard of girls just randomly sleeping with everyone or even bush parties. Then again, I’m from a small town. Maybe it’s different? Or maybe I just didn’t know the right people.

  5. suzie wuzie, on July 1st, 2008 at 8:40 pm said:

    haha- yeah they are pretty much childhood friends. primary school for us was when you were a wee one up to about 12 years old. then from 13-15 it was called high school and after that you can leave school permanently or continue for another 2 years. we were all from the same 'island' before we moved to the mainland for an extra 2 years at high school. even then we managed to go to the same school so we've managed to stick together which is quite good!(i wasn't sure what was the equivalent so i used our ages. hope that sort of helps!)

  6. suzie wuzie, on July 2nd, 2008 at 3:40 am said:

    haha- yeah they are pretty much childhood friends.

    primary school for us was when you were a wee one up to about 12 years old. then from 13-15 it was called high school and after that you can leave school permanently or continue for another 2 years.

    we were all from the same ‘island’ before we moved to the mainland for an extra 2 years at high school. even then we managed to go to the same school so we’ve managed to stick together which is quite good!

    (i wasn’t sure what was the equivalent so i used our ages. hope that sort of helps!)

  7. It does help, a lot! (primary is the general equivalent of our elementary school, then)

    wow…I repeat, you are so lucky! I can’t keep friends for more than…so far, four years. I’m so pathetic.

  8. Different personalities, different morals, different set of what is "fun" and what isn't… crazy stuff.

  9. Fabulously Broke, on July 2nd, 2008 at 5:13 pm said:

    Surprising isn’t it?… different personalities

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