brittanyyoung
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04:46:36 am on October 2, 2009 | # |
Current song playing on iTunes (start): All I Need- Radiohead
For those of you who don’t already know, I’m a nanny. Part of my job includes carpool. A LOT of car pool. You could say I am the QUEEN of carpool. While carpooling, I transport anywhere between 2 and 5 girls (all under age 15) in the car. No, we don’t all sit there in silence. When we aren’t singing (or screaming) out hearts to Lady Gaga, I have the privilege of listening to, sometimes participating in, conversation. Our fav subject: boys, of course.
Today, I was transporting two passengers (age 13) from home to soccer practice. I wasn’t exactly included in this conversation… But I couldn’t help but listen in.
Passenger #2 wanted to hear about an ex-carpool-biatch and her new “boyfriend.” Passenger #1 starts to explain that ex-carpool-biatch had her phone taken away by her mama RIGHT in the middle of a heated text convo with d-bag #1. Like, doesn’t she know that knowing who d-bag#1 likes = social advancement? Apparently this mom went through ex-carpool-biatch’s texts and was not pleased with her daughter’s responses and questions to d-bag#1. *Side note: since when did texting get so slutty SO young? But this is where it gets good. Passenger #2 asks how they met and passenger#1 explains the situation. This is where it gets interesting. They met at Holy Bowl (primarily a high school event, these girls are in 7th grade) and have been texting ever since. The way they talked about the situation made them sound as though they were 18 years old. If the conversation was written down and read, the reader would NEVER guess that these girls are 13. I know them personally and couldn’t believe what I was hearing. *For the record, ex-carpool-biatch and dbag#1 are “like boyfriend and girlfriend now.” (There…Now you can sleep tonight.)I just wanted to say, “honeys, look… I promise you NONE of this will matter in a year or two or thirty.” (Even though the truth is that in two weeks TOPS, no one their age will remember or care about the drama they’re discussing now. In a few days something else will happen and no one will care about what happened between ex-carpool-biatch and d-bag#1.)
*Side note/quote from my Shane Botwin from Weeds: “something happens today, something else will happen tomorrow.” <– So true. Love Shane, so wise.
It’s interesting how much more complex relationships become as you get older. I had a few boyfriends in my middle school years (great times.) At one point in 7th grade, my best friend and I agreed we had met the loves of our lives and were going to marry them. But really, what did those relationships consist of? A few instant messages? A Vale-gram (or 18) on Valentines day? At the time, it was a BIG deal. But now, that all seems so immature. And it probably was.Those memories will remain engraved in my brain forever. Just as all these memories will remain with my carpool gals for as long as they live. It’s just that the relevance of those memories that will fade and therefore have less impact their lives.
Even though it may seem like the excitement or devastation of the current situation is permanent… It’s not. Like when I’m in yoga and feel like my arms are going to fall off… After a few reminders, I know they’re not actually going to fall off. Like the drama, the fatigue in my arms will just make me stronger. When you’re young and in the moment, anything that comes your way seems like it’s the end of the world. Every failed test, relationship, shopping spree, etc. aren’t the end of the world but for some reason feels like they are. Realistically, it’s just the beginning.
Current song playing on iTunes (end): Back In Your Head- Tegan & Sara
*By the way, I LOVED middle school
I’m not trying to sound like I didn’t. I’m very thankful to have so many great memories from middle school and high school!
