I get a real kick out of hearing their conversations, who did what with whom, trash talking about how hard they’re going to party on the weekend, what songs they love. I used to work as a teacher aide in a high school, and would amuse myself endlessly, getting a glimpse into their misunderstood and oppressed teen angst worlds.
I noticed a recurring theme in the chatter on the train the other day, and I had to laugh, because the words could have literally come out of my mouth (or my friends’ mouths) on a train in 1995.
“She thinks she’s better than everyone else”
I bet she doesn’t. I don’t know why that’s a standard complaint to make about another girl. Even if she isn’t overbearingly overconfident, but maybe standoffish because she’s shy, everyone reverts to thinking she’s up herself.
“She came in with Princess Leila hair and a Star Wars top on”
And the problem with that is???? Well, obviously, the problem is the girl said “Leila” instead of “Leia” but I’ll let it slide because I knew what she meant. Other people shouldn’t express themselves in whatever way they want, and they definitely shouldn’t express themselves in a way I think is really shit. How embarrassment. As if you’d do that.
“She hooked up with Luke”
“They said we were too drunk, but we weren’t. I was fine. I was totally sober.”
Of course you were. Not dwunk at awl.
“You ditched me”
I totally thought they would have come up with a new word or phrase for this phenomenon by now. Nope.
All right, I admit I was taken aback that people still say this. I thought it died a deserving death after about 2008. Did you know Paris Hilton actually trademarked the phrase? She sued Hallmark later on when they used it on a card.
“I saw it on Facebook”
Yeah all right, this is way out of my mid-90s vocab. I think we were still trying to get pagers to take off.
“Your crib is too far and too strict”
No matter how gangster I think I am, I’ve never referred to my home or anybody else’s as a crib. But I give them snaps for trying. That’s very ’90s.
“I’m going to fucking kill you when you get home”
Ah here we return to more familiar territory. Angry parents everywhere rail at delinquent children. Thank Yeezus I didn’t have a mobile phone back then. Though there was the time my stepmum found the number of the house party I was at. That was…. fun.
“My mum doesn’t trust me”
News flash: Mothers haven’t been trusting their teenage daughters since about… um… society began.
“Fuck, fuck, fuckitty fuck fucking fuck fuck”
Ok nobody actually said this particular sentence, but they did say fuck a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I say it much more now than I ever did as a teen, and that’s indicative because I said it quite a bit back then. But they still said fuck more than I do now, for fuck’s sake. Fuck.
Anything sound familiar to you?