| My Four Years of Shadyness |
| By Loop |
| Forget the sappiness of �Wow, it�s been 4 years already?� because it�s felt like 4 years and more. I finally get out of the Unfriendly Confines of Bergenfield High School on June 25th @ 5:30 p.m. and it could not come soon enough. I�ve seen just about everything in the last four years, and now, after taking it all and trying to make sense of it all, I�m going to RANT about it. I didn�t think I could be any happier to enter a new when I walked through the front door of Bergenfield High School on the first day of school of my freshman year. I had just gotten out of a place that I wasn�t too fond of, Roy W. Brown Middle School, and thought that just maybe this could be a step up from the stuff that went on there. I could not have been more wrong. You walk around hoping to not get your ass kicked, or at least I did considering I was about 5�1�� and 90 pounds, but at the same time, you�re trying to find your next class on your stupid blue school map, which couldn�t possibly stick out anymore. You are the crud on the bottom of Brian Hohmann�s shoe at this point, and if you were smart, you didn�t complain about it. Cliques began to break apart and form thanks to sports such as football, where you became part of a family. I, on the other hand, decided to wrestle, and I�m not talking on a mat in Anthony Saraceno Gym. I am talking about on a mattress and a few blue mats in Scott Stukey�s backyard. The BXW (Bergenfield Xtreme Wrestling) was born in December of 1999, and it would become part of our lives, off and on for the next 3 years. Was I stupid for doing it? Yeah probably. Do I regret doing it? Never. To say that I was scheduled to be in a match with Gary Garbage (Hohmann) is something that I still brag about to this day. That match, which never happened thanks to the collapse of BCW, was made because of the now defunct BHS message board. Who can forget the wars that were started on there? Besides the BCW vs. BXW one, we had people taking cheap shots at other people�s sisters, fights being setup, and you could even vote on who you thought was the cutest. That was some high quality entertainment that I wish were still around today. Instead we have the NJ.com High School Football Message Board, where some geniuses from our football team have made predictions of being State Champions in the future. This will bring me to my next favorite topic, underclassmen. For the most part, I thought our class came in as humble freshmen. There were a few hot shots here and there, but for the most part, we just tried to blend in. That freshmen trend would end with the Class of 2004. I saw this coming when I left RWB, but this crew came in with a chip on their shoulders, and the classes that have come after them have followed in their footsteps. I walk the halls today, and still see the same assholes act like they own the school. We have geniuses that are ready to fight anyone at anytime because someone stole his watch out of his Unlocked locker. With brains like that, I think you could tell him his shoe was untied and kick him in the balls before the fight even started. That�s just one good example, but if you look around, I�m sure you can find many more. Most of these guys, along with about 3/5 of the school are on a magical substance called marijuana. Now, you may think that I�m going to totally bash the usage of weed, but I�m not. My gripe is about the people who use it constantly, but think that they are actually going somewhere because of it. The joke is that if you want more friends, start smoking weed. Guess what�that�s true. I�ve seen people who never talked before in their lives start hanging out because they can smoke a blunt. I�ve watched a certain varsity baseball player, who was totally outcast from his former friends, though he never even knew it, become good friends once again because they all had one thing in common: their addiction to weed. In another case, I�ve seen a girl who is not liked by many people in the school, but is liked by many teachers because of her kiss-ass ways, get accepted into a group of people that she used to be friends with, before they got tired of her, because she decided to start smoking it up. Honestly, I think that�s the only reason she started. Not just because she wanted to try it, but because it was the only way she could get friends. The question is: How are they going to meet people when the grow-up, if they ever do? Then you have the people who do this constantly, but are not worried about their future because they think that they are set. I know one guy in particular that does smoke a lot, but actually knows what he wants to do, and probably understands that once college comes around, it may be time to get his shit straight or at least cut back. It also helps that this kid is getting away from some of his other pothead friends. In relation to this are the groups of people I see every morning when I make the drive into school. How can anyone have that bad of a smoking habit at such a young age, and what baffles me even more is how they can afford it. Finally, I just want to touch on the conversations I�ve overheard over my 4 years. I have never heard so many people complain about how bad their life is over such stupid things. I�ve listened to girls bitch and moan about how their boyfriend didn�t wave to them in the hallway, so they won�t speak to them, and I�ve heard this from all grades. Are you kidding me? They complain about having to help out at home, or how teachers are unfair because they actually assign homework. Grow up and take some responsibility. I never here complaining from the kids who have to go from school to work because they have to help support the family, and then go home to live in a shitty, overcrowded apartment somewhere. They don�t complain because there is nothing they can do about it, so they just live their lives and do what the have to do. If only everyone thought about this before they started to complain to people (who probably don�t want to hear it) about how tired they are or how their teacher was a pain in the ass because they actually did work in class. Suck it up and shut up. The maturity level in our school seems to be dropping every day, and I wonder how I�ve been able to talk to people in that place for the last four years. It does show through my 3 friends, only one of which is a male, how much I can�t stand the people there. It�s tough to relate to people who just don�t get it, and probably won�t until it�s too late. So that�s all I�m going to say about the 4 years. To sum it all up, I�ve decided to steal a lyric from Bruce Springsteen�s �Thunder Road�: �It�s a town full of losers, I�m pullin out of here to win� |