Posts Tagged ‘boys’

Tori S.

Countdowns

Mar. 9, 2010 by Tori S.

Often in class I find myself counting down the minutes until the bell rings. On Mondays, I tell myself Friday will be here again soon. The other day my friend and I counted up the days of school left in our senior year. We were shocked to find that there are less than 65. This got me thinking…why am I so anxious for time to pass quickly?

This is my senior year of high school. I should be soaking up every second, not wishing them away. Don’t get me wrong, I am in no way unsatisfied with the course my life is taking at the moment, and I’m a generally happy-go-lucky girl. So what in the world is up with this obsession I’ve formed with countdowns? Why am I pressuring the proclaimed “best time of my life” to go by any faster than it absolutely has to?

Honestly, I have no idea. Life is crazy enough already. On Friday, February 12, our boys’ basketball team had a game. The next day I had a college interview in the morning, followed by winter formal at night, and it was my best friend’s 18th birthday, which put me in bed around 4:30 a.m. Sunday was Valentine’s Day, which I got to spend with my boyfriend. Monday we had a “day off” that didn’t involve much relaxing. After that came four days of school (filled with countdowns to lunch or the end of the day). But when school ended Friday, the week was far from over as I ran to another college interview and then a basketball playoff game.

I guess what I’m trying to get across is that my life is hectic right now, and this is making my senior year fly by. There is really no need for my silly little countdowns.

Hence, I have come up with a resolution: to truly live life to the fullest, as cliché as that may sound. Life is short and tomorrow is never a guarantee, so it’s crucial to view the time we do get as a gift/blessing and make the most of every moment. Those classes that I count down the minutes to get through could really teach me some important things if I just let them. From now on, I’m going to live in the present and appreciate it. After all, you only live a moment once, and once it’s gone, you can’t get it back.

Posted by Tori S., age 18, California

Taryn M.

Bonjour!

Mar. 3, 2010 by Taryn M.

At 7:25 every night I say goodbye to my best friend: my BlackBerry. I slide my phone into the box labeled with my last name in the common room and trudge down the long hallway to my room. At 7:30, my prefect’s voice echoes loudly through the dorm: “Study hall’s in, girls!!” Great.

Now for the worst part. My Internet shuts off. I am stuck sitting uncomfortably at a wooden desk for two hours. Unable to text, Facebook, IM, or video chat until 9:30, when the Internet is back and all is as it should be.

Cruel and unusual punishment? Every teenage girl’s worst nightmare? Yes and yes. I suffered my whole freshman year for two hours straight every night, disconnected from the social media world. Luckily, at the beginning of my sophomore year we made an amazing discovery.

Most kids at my school, including me, have a Mac, and someone found an application called Bonjour. Bonjour is only accessible via a Mac computer and through the iChat application. When I am at school and connected to the wireless Internet, I can access a buddy list that shows all the students with Macs who are online. It’s like AIM but accessible through Macs only. We all thought it was pretty cool, but we didn’t know just how amazing it was.

One evening I was sitting at my uncomfortable wooden desk when an IM popped up on my screen. I was confused. It was 8:32. This was when I realized that Bonjour worked during study hall! Now every night we all log on and stay connected without the house parents even knowing. Sometimes we even video chat with the boys in the other dorms!

My dorm is insanely strict, and they take study hall very seriously. Being on time is a must, and Bonjour (which of course they found out about) is strictly prohibited from 7:30-9:30 or your computer is taken away for a week. So you have to be very careful.

Bonjour is both rebellious and dangerous, but in my opinion it’s totally worth it. We don’t use it just for meaningless gossip; we do occasionally bring up homework questions and due dates. This is extremely helpful, considering that we are not allowed to leave our rooms during study hall without permission.

In a world where texting, IM, Facebook, Twitter and other connections to the world via the Internet are so alive and constantly used, it’s hard to hold us back! It just goes to show: You can’t stop the social media world, because it’s constantly opening new doors every day.

Posted by Taryn M., age 15, Connecticut

Tori S.

Mixed Messages

Feb. 11, 2010 by Tori S.

Boys. The ones who question why it takes us so long to get ready. Also the ones we do it for.

One of my really good guy friends and I are really open with each other and talk about things that we wouldn’t say to other people. While he is a great guy, I’ve got to say, he’s shallow. But he knows this. A few days ago he informed me that some of my girlfriends are unattractive. When I fought him on this statement, he told me I think they’re cute because I know them and they have good personalities. Boys totally care about looks. So why do they criticize the things we do to look good?

Example 1: On New Year’s Eve, I wasn’t ready when my boyfriend came to pick me up. In fact, he hung out with my family for a good 20 minutes before I was ready to go. We spent the car ride talking about why it takes girls so long to get ready, but the rest of the night he kept telling me how good I looked. I want to know what’s up with these mixed messages. Does he want me to look good or does he want me to get ready fast?

Example 2: My boyfriend says I look beautiful when I wake up in the morning. I think my hair’s a mess and my makeup from the day before is smeared. But when he wanted to come over the other day and I told him no because I was still in my pajamas, he said there was nothing wrong with that and that he wanted to see me. It reminded me of the line (which I happen to find adorable) in the Drake song “Best I Ever Had” that goes: “Sweatpants, hair tied, chillin’ with no makeup on/That’s when you’re the prettiest, I hope that you don’t take it wrong.”

I guess there’s just a balance to find. Boys don’t mind when we’re just comfy around them, but they like to see us put in the effort to get dressed up once in a while, too. Anyway, the effort we make to look good, at least in my case, isn’t just for the people looking at us. I do it for me. It feels good. And it’s fun. Who doesn’t love wearing a great pair of heels?