| Pathetic. In high school, everyone's dealing with their own lot of problems. In fact, we're so busy obsessing over our own grievances, we don't even realize that the rest of our peers are most likely running the same thoughts through their head. Of course, the typical answer to the five average questions resides in the following given scenario: "Does my skirt match? Does she like me, like me? Is my math average high enough? Am I being noticed? What is the meaning of life?" To which one might easily reply, "You can pull it off if you lose the cardigan... As a more-than-friend, but not more than that... It will be if you ace the next quiz... Of course, you're wearing black fishnets and bat wings... Forty-two." And then the classic emotional twist, "My parents treat me like I'm a kid... I'm ugly and no one would ever date me... My grades have condemned me to a lifetime of summer school... I'm unique but feel so alone... The world is against me." Whenever parents mess up, they grumble something about never having recieved a handbook on parenting, and we say something witty and remind them of all the times we were right and they were wrong. But I must remind you, fellow dwellers of angst, of the guide we refer to every minute of our hormone infested adolescence. You know, the one that tells us how we're supposed to act unjustifiably giddy for approximately one hour, and then suddenly sink into a spell of depression that lasts two days? How we'll hole up in our room and cry, just to emerge minutes later, cracking sarcastic jokes? Ah, we teens are an unlucky breed. We swim around in our angst, clinging to whomever we meet in the muddled adolescent pool of sanity. Pathetic, like a twisted game of Marco Polo. We're all shouting "Marco," and there's no one left to scream "Polo." And when we finally tag one of our own at random, we either relate, pity, or laugh at the fool who might be wearing bat wings to school. We wake up every morning and carefully pick out our clothes, gather our unfinished homework, and unintentionally grab a Patheticism. On any given day one might decide to be empathetic, sympathetic, or bitterly apathetic. Parents may blame it on hormones, but we know better. So long as you don't forget your goggles when you're swimming, you'll be just fine. And always keep your Teen Handbook close by-- you never know when a sudden mood swing might get water in your eyes. |
