HTP - Volume 3, Issue 4 - April / May 1998From the 'Why isn't life more like Dawson's Creek?' file...
Person 1: Man, why aren’t there any good-looking [girls/guys/people] at this school? Of course, other people join in the conversation and say things that are similarly unoriginal, about how there are too many of a certain type of people around, about how the attractive ones are taken and/or bitchy, and the ever-popular comment about how the Woodlands sucks in general. All of this has always struck me as being rather strange. Why is it that, although we have approximately 1700 students in the school all of the time, only a small number seem to be satisfied with the pickings (so to speak)? Don’t get me wrong, I find myself agreeing most of the time, but what reasoning do we have to back up our “ain’t no booty” claims? Maybe it’s the cliques. You know, the jocks, the nerds, the junkies… wait a sec—this isn’t an episode of Madison. The fact is, there aren’t that many cliques at our school. Even though we have a multitude of people with different backgrounds and different hangouts and interests, they tend to not stick with one group of people all the time (in my experience). Scratch idea number one. Could it be that our standards are too high? That is quite possible. I know it’s a cliché, but the media has definitely warped our ideas and expectations about people’s attractiveness. Although I personally don’t see many of the supermodels as being appealing at all (wrap Kleenex around Kate Moss’ head and feet, and I’d use her to clean my ears), maybe some people have let their standards become higher because of the excess of beautiful people who are in the public eye at any given moment.
From what I’ve heard, other schools do suffer from this epidemic, though not on as large a scale. People will make the odd comment about the social scene being crappy, but not much more than that. So what is it that makes our school so different? Is it just the general apathy and lack of spirit? We may never know. The fact is, there are many attractive, intelligent people in our school, just waiting to be snatched up, and probably making the same sort of assumptions you are: there isn’t anybody here for me. Whether or not anyone will act on this situation remains to be seen. Maybe one of the SAC’s brilliant activities such as “Gotta Get Some Day” will save us all yet. In the meantime, let this thought be your saving grace: at least we don’t go to West Credit. ‘Nuff said.
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