I nabbed Superbad today for the super-awesome price of $7.99. Score!
So I’m watching it tonight, and one of the scenes shot me back to high school. Jules notes that Seth is never at parties, so she assumed he wasn’t into them, rather than consider the possibility that he wasn’t invited.
Ah, it hit close to home. I remember finding myself at one of the exclusive parties once during my senior year. I was sitting on the floor, chatting with a guy I knew. He looked at me and asked why I never showed up before. I don’t remember what I told him — whether I told him the truth, or whether I changed the subject. It’s just that question that sticks in my mind.
Before it, it never occurred to me that someone would wonder why I wasn’t there, or assume that it was my own disinterest. It made my head wild with the thought of assumptions. How much of high school would be different without assumptions. Or, were assumptions just excuses to avoid the truth?
Whatever the case, I didn’t get my awesome Superbad ending. If reincarnation is real, God best put on his best Apatow writing cap and get me many, many happy endings for my next time at bat.
Filed under: Media, Musing | Tagged: high school, memories, Superbad
