when does being a child end and being an adult start, being an 'adolescent' is just an excuese for the unexplained phyconess of those kids that cant chose one or the other, that geniuses in white coats just cant explain, or maybe just dont get because their middle years were spent being a brain. steareo typing, sorry. highschool is a zoo for all these crazy misunderstood kids/adults? to be tamed... if thats even possible at all? from white bread to multigrain, every zoo has their lions and their, something thats a shy animal.. so it all turns into one big competition based on materialism, popularity, body type and status... so what happens to those who dont want to be in the race? they get cast aside and labeled as losers, but does anyone except miss 'queen bee' whos got it all, atualy not just want to forefit sometimes. it will all disapear anyway by age 20 when the castaways go do something breathtakingly different and meet cool new people who appreciate their uniquness and live awesome fufilled lives and the little princess popular social climbers stick with the same losers forever because their to scared that if theyre different they will be left floating, un-ankered, in the huge sea of jugment and stereo types, you generaly call the world. so what do you do... are you brave enough to be yourself and be with the people you love because their their own people... or will you be in shallow relationships with people who secretly hate you but all never speak up because you need eachother to be recognised and associated to be 'popular... the most debatable word i can think of right now. what the heck. you can go buy your new louise vuitton bag because everyone has it or it shows wealth, or you can buy it because you actualy like it, or you can buy it because you have a lust for anything leather, or you can buy it because you were pressured by the shop assistant, or because you saved up for ages and always wanted one, or you can not buy it at all, maybe cos you never new it existed, or because everyone else has it, or just because you protest being alike to anyone, or because your a vegan, or simply you dont like it. maybe i dont make sense but blehhh. dont want to be the social climber who does it for the connections and attention. i want to be who i am, and be friends with the people i like, dorks or not. maybe i will end up a western suburbs mother, because thats what i come to love, or maybe i will live in old junkie appartment that smells like baileys in kathmandu, jamming all day, but who really knows. because people change and so do you... and even though i make subject choices in school that supposedly 'create your future' who knows shit. i might just live my imagination and go nuts. whatever suits, but a will always be with the ones i really actually love. sounds more exciting than trying to keep up with the constant status race so many people ilve by. i want to love my life because it mine and its me.
it doesnt matter everybody has their secret plan.
summer!
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