Student LifeApr 04, 2017
5 Memes To Get You Through The Week
Our consistent thoughts when we get so close to the end of the semester.
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I went to a small high school, like 120-people-in-my-graduating-class small. It definitely had some good and some bad, and if you also went to a small high school, I’m sure you’ll relate to the things that I went through.
Who hooked up with whom at the party? Yeah, heard about that an hour after it happened. You failed a test? Sorry, saw on Twitter last period. Facebook fight or, God forbid, real fight? It was on half the class’ Snapchat story half an hour ago. No matter what you do, someone will know about it.
I like to stand out, but even I sometimes wish I could just blend in. Whether it be a bad hair day, or a sick day, or just a day where you don’t want to talk to anyone, there are some times when you just want to be another face in the crowd so you don’t have to deal with anyone. You do not get this luxury at a small school. If your hair looks bad or your jeans have a hole in them, you feel like everyone is staring at you. If you’re in a bad mood, someone will still say hi to you in the hallway and you still have to smile and wave back, because they will notice if you don’t. Standing out can be a good thing, but never getting the protection of a crowd sometimes really sucks.
You’ve gone to school with most of these people since you were eight years old (or younger), so you know everything. You could tell me the name of someone in my grade, and I could probably tell you what they want to study, what side of town they live on, if they have any siblings, and where they’re going to college.
Most new kid stories are that they felt forgotten and lost in such a big, scary school. Not in small schools! Every couple years when there was a new kid, everyone would want to talk to them, because we had been stuck talking to the same people for the last 12 years of our lives!
Your friend pool is so small that having more than 5 close friends is a rarity for most people. Once you weed out the mean people, the annoying people, the people you don’t really click with, and the people who have no interest in you, you’re down to a low number of potential best friends.
Most people’s boyfriends come from out of town, because who wants to date the kid who knew you when you had braces or the girl who saw you pee your pants in 1st grade? Better to find someone who can know you for the person you are now and not the acne-covered tween you were then!
Not in a bad way, but I know a lot of people at my school who are really close to one teacher or another. Whether it's the advisor to a club or the teacher of your favorite subject, odds are that every student in a small school has a teacher that they can go to for anything.
Because your school was so small, you knew that going out of town was your only hope to make more than two friends! This forced you to get out of your comfort zone and find new people to hang out with, who might have later turned into your best friends.
I'm assuming that we've all heard of the hit 90's TV series, Friends, right? Who hasn't? Admittedly, I had pretty low expectations when I first started binge watching the show on Netflix, but I quickly became addicted.
Without a doubt, Chandler Bing is the most relatable character, and there isn't an episode where I don't find myself thinking, Yup, Iam definitely the Chandler of my friend group.
Here are 10 Chandler moments that made us all see the "Chan Chan Man" within all of us.
I mean, besides this obvious one:
But, hey, at least he owns up to it!
He tried really hard.
Sure, he may be awkward and desperate for love, but if you're the Chandler of the group, your flaws just make you even more adorable!
Working with the public can be a job, in and of itself. Some people are just plain rude for no reason. But regardless of how your day is going, always having to be in the best of moods, or at least act like it... right?
I enjoy my job don't get me wrong... but sometimes all I have to say is IT GETS OLD!
RBF, or resting b*tch face, is a serious condition that many people suffer from worldwide. Suffers are often bombarded with daily questions such as "Are you OK?" and "Why are you so mad?" If you have RBF, you've probably had numerous people tell you to "just smile!"
While this question trend can get annoying, there are a couple of pros to having RBF.
For example, you are never stopped by people in the mall trying to sell you stuff, and it's secretly fun to hear that someone was a little intimidated by you when you first met.
That being said, the downside is that people always think you hate them and social events are tragic because you always looked pissed off or bored. In the end, no matter how extreme your RBF is, you probably encounter/have encountered a handful of these 11 situations.
But the whole time you talked to them you tried really hard to seem happy and friendly and genuinely thought you pulled it off.
And you can't help but roll your eyes, which probably doesn't help your case.
Not like you haven't heard that before. It's expected and doesn't even come as a surprise anymore.
You smiling 24/7 is way worse than your mean face. Trust me.
You gave up on trying to convince everyone that it's just your face!
Whoops. Better go send them an apology text.
Probably because your face doesn't really signal that you're joking, but you've learned to make it clear you're just kidding by laughing obnoxiously.
And you think, "maybe that's why people don't talk to me..."
It's a cold world out there for people with RBF.
*shudders*
"I can't repeat it enough that it is just my face."
Another day, another Elle Woods comment. Can’t us blondes get through the day without someone harping at us over the typical stereotypes about who we are? I never understood why a person was judged based upon the hair color they were born with, or the hair color they choose to have (unless you dye your hair blue like Kylie Jenner, I’m still trying to understand why that’s a trend). Nevertheless, as it should be assumed, not everyone is the same. Not all blondes like bright colors and Lilly Pulitzer, and not all blondes claim to identify with Marilyn Monroe. I think the best suggestion to give to people before they make such radical claims is to stop judging a book by its cover. Or in this case, stop judging a blonde by her hair color.
She could be, but who doesn’t love a self-driven woman with an ambitious mindset to destroy a man, but I digress.
So funny you asked! Actually, my hair is dirty blonde but platinum blonde seems more fitting for me.
Yes, when I’m not dying my hair I’ll take the occasional trip to the library …
Hmmm, think what you want, but black more or less suits me since it matches my soul.
*Watches football*
“What inning is this?!”
LOL, just kidding; I’m very into sports and I know the difference between them.
If you count having a resting bitch face and being completely unapproachable as I hide behind my sunglasses "bubbly," then yes, I have a bubbly personality.
Maybe it would if I was vacationing in Nantucket for the summer; however, I probably own more workout apparel than anything.
*Rolls eyes so far that they get stuck in the back if your head*
Actually, I played soccer and ran track.
I didn’t know geographic locations were defined by hair color! News to me …
Wrong — you picked the wrong stereotype to assume. I’m a regular at Starbucks thank you very much.
Probably.
And if I do…?
No, it’s mine! I work hard for the money.
Maybe if they came to the salon with me to dye their hair they would be.
I’m surprised about you, too! I thought you would be a lot smarter.