We’re oblivious to the fact that we’re so different
I had nothing better to do today, so I went to see a movie with Angelica and my sister at the mall. Maricris was supposed to join us but then she wasn’t sure about it because her boyfriend might not go. Ever since she started dating this guy from Don Bosco named Butch, I hardly ever see her anymore. She hangs out more with girls who are also into Bosconians now. It’s cool with me; I mean, I’m glad she’s getting some love life and all. And I guess she’s better off hanging out with those girls since they’ve got more things in common. But you know, if I ever get around to having a romantic relationship, I hope I will still be able to socialize without my significant other surgically attached to my side (Or my front. Or my back.).
Maricris ended up going to the mall anyway (without Butch), but she went with Glyka, this girl Frances, and two other Bosconians (talk about betrayal; she planned to see the movie with Angelica and me). We ran into each other and found out that we were all seeing the same movie (8 Mile). And I thought that now that we saw each other, we would all hang out and maybe get a picture taken. But I could tell that my sister and Angelica weren’t too hot for the idea. And from the looks of their faces, I could see that the two Bosconians didn’t want to either. I kind of understood why. I mean, Angelica and I were wearing preppy clothes; the guys were in their full “ghetto” outfits. Ducky, one of the guys they were with, is a high school senior who’s quite scrawny and looks like he’s twelve. Glyka is really crazy about him and she’s actually bigger than he is (vertically and horizontally). Anyway, Ducky was actually wearing a purple visor and all. The other guy was okay, but his hair was in these really sharp spikes and he was wearing super baggy jeans. I realized that I would die of embarassment if anyone I know outside of school saw me walking around with those two. Silently, the three of us agreed decided that it would be better if we just went our own way. I thought I detected a look of relief on Glyka and Marcris’ faces when we said we’d just see them after the movie.
Yes, I am a discriminating, elitist bitch. Go sue me for not being a real Pinoy.
8 Mile was a good movie, better than I thought it would be. A lot of people said it was kind of boring, so I didn’t really expect much from it. But I think I know what they meant when they said that. Watching the movie was like trying to learn another language. It took me awhile to get used to all the ebonics and the word “fuck” inserted into practically every sentence. I wonder what it would be like if I used ebonics all the time, in school specifically. “Hey, what up? Can we like go to the fucking library cos I fucking need to get dis shit for Physics done. And while we’re at it can we go bitchslap Michelle cos she is such a fucking hoe.” I also found it amusing how the guys in the movie (who must be in their early twenties) explode like bombs at the slightest provocation. Talk about tempers! And talk about immature and completely shallow.
“You’re such a loser.”
“Who the fuck are you calling a loser?!?!?!”
A fistfight ensues.
I’ll say one thing though: Brittany Murphy is one lucky bitch.
Not to be racist or anything, but I’m not really into black pop culture, or the entire hip-hop, ghetto, gang thing–whatever you call it. It reminds me too much of the jologs here. I can’t really blame the jologs for wanting to fit in, even if it means having to be a poseur. But geez. Why can’t everyone just be themselves?
After the movie, my sister, Angelica and I ran into Maricris, Glyka and Frances in the restroom. This time, we only exchanged comments about the movie and didn’t bother trying to hang out with each other anymore. I have a strange feeling that I’ll end up keeping in touch with only Angelica and Kriya after high school. The others–I find a really hard time trying to relate to them, especially when they’re hanging out with Bosconians. It’s like I live in a world entirely different from theirs, and their inside jokes and the slang they use are foreign dialects to my ears. Likewise, they probably think that I’m this really bitchy snob just because I speak English a lot (which I guess is kind of true).
High school relationships suck.
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[...] e movie was like trying to learn another language.[read more?] lauryn @ 09:43 am [...]
lol. in a way yes, but young love is the sweetest ever. coz mature love/relationships require mature understanding as well =/
Lauryn, does the majority of people from your school always date Bosconians? Trying to comprehend the dating thing between your schoolmates, it appears more and more to me that Don Bosco becomes the boys Department of you your school. I mean, how come, when IS and CSA and other schools our out there? Oh well, just figured you might be able to answer that.
Hmmm… I just gotta say that I like reading your journal. It’s very interesting. And I somewhat remember all the senior-year craze I went through last year. A lot of friendships were broken and people just drifted apart for some reason. And yeah, those girls who were into Ateneans, La Sallites and the likes were all in the same group. Well, some of them were kinda bitchy, too. Yes, college is a lot different from high school indeed.
In some ways, high school was filled of superficiality… In college, in a way, you get to know yourself better. 
Cheer up girl! 
yo u speek ebonics, too, yo ,dat be tight yo,ill bust a cap in yo caboose if yo dont be chillen wit me ,yo
j/k
lol.. hip-hop isn’t too bad… it’s just those crazy wannabes that give it a bad name… i bet they’re only into it to be “cool” so they try to go for the thugish/gangsta look..but they end up just looking stupid.
you should see the movie “The Blair Witch Project” fuck is in every sentence. literally.
maybe your just getting too old or more mature for some of your friends. jologs maybe not the type of crowd you would rather be with. You have transcended beyond having relationship were looks or lifestyle/dress up or your peers opinions matters. Girl you have matured and i guess ready for college. good luck to you. You will have better days ahead of you.
Jaimie: Don Bosco is like the boys’ department in my school. It kind of sucks because a lot of the guys are so immature and totoy and very into the hip-hop thing. Very few people in my school date guys who go to other schools.
Mike: I certainly hope you’re right about the better days. I don’t know about mature though. I guess compared to a lot of people in my school I am definitely more “mature”.
Margaux: Ugh, I can’t wait for college.
yikes. i have a certain prejudice against hiphop pinoy culture too
hmm, it seems teens all around the world are experiencing the same stuff as they grow up. here in my country, we also have different group of teens, but though we act, behave, dress and speak differently, I still have friends from all the different groups.
Be it the perpetually chinese speaking lot with their straight gelled hair and italian black clothes or the quiksilver roxy surf american wannabes with their mambo t-shirts or just the imtoomatureforyou and i wear HUGO BOSS everyday pple.
haha its interesting to get to know what teens are like in other countries
given the other party gives an accurate description of course! fashion sense has changed lots since my high school days so I might be corrected by some fellow singaporeans but it nevertheless is an almost accurate account on my part
oops think i spammed a bit too much but that article really really inspired me to leave this long comment
so hope to see you at my blog soon!
you can go ahead and talk that way.No wonder you don’t have any friends..think about that…that’s why a lot of people call you a LOSER cause that is what you really are.If you want to be treated better. Change bitch! Dont insult bosconians. They are way better than you will ever dream to be! Get a life!
Don’t worry. After graduation, Bosconians eventually evolve into the best La Sallians, UPians and even Ateneans!
funny biatch…get matured…teenyboppers….Is that what you call breeding..?…or kinda upbringing….?..Is your Mom taught you on how to deal with people…OMG…you’re from what school…? It reflects you’re pa-cute & mountain clmber thingy, you little teens.com ! bwahahaha!
* I’m not a bosconians, but it get into my nerves when I read your…what you called writings..ehe…cool!…but I suggest go to the nearest chapel and pray for forgiveness…you really need to visit the adoration chapel (did your parents/school thought you on…)anyway, whatever makes you happy….hope you will realize and accept more things when you grow up.
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Hey Reznor! I guess you have to clean up on your grammar. Sana nagtagalog ka nalang para hindi obvious ang mali-maling spelling at grammar ng english mo. Geez…