high school: the real fairytale.

living a high school life is like dreaming a really long dream. for some, it's a fairytale. for others, it's a nightmare.

for three years, teenagers are trapped in this place, comparable to, perhaps, an asylum, a zoo, or a snow-globe -- a miniature of the real world. just as fierce, but run not only by rules and social hierarchy, but by that element of chaos: hormones. like an asylum, it's a madhouse of crazy people: crazy in love, crazy for fun, crazily lazy, crazy for grades, and the plain crazies, which are the very few really normal people. like a zoo, it's full of contained animals (Homo teenagersus) ready to run amok once the latch is opened, snapping into frenzy at feeding time: gossip, or lunchtime -- or both. like a snow-globe, it may look pretty at first, but all it takes is a little shake for everything to fall out of place.

basically, high school will either toughen you up or break you down. whichever it turns out to be, it will be like a slap at the back of your head. if you get away unscathed (HOW did you do it???) you're either abnormally lucky, or you're a social genius. if you emerge battered, scratched, and bruised, well--just get ready for the real thing.

either way, whether you're Cinderella or the misunderstood Big Bad Wolf, you might want to call your very own Fairy Godmothers to give your messed-up life a little magic, maybe a little more thrill. i have mine, and they're doing a great job so far. i call them friends.

:)