Lesson By Example #1: The Competitive Overachiever

Not to be mean, but everyone hates "Kory". She is this super-smart girl, a striver. She excels at violin, kicks butt in art class, and is an all-around genius. In all fields except social/political relationships. In that field, she is basically, a retard.
Kory doesn't know how to interact with people. She has this illusion that everyone is competing with her, that everyone wants to sabotage her. As if!
Me and my friends have tried to make friends with her, just out of pity. We try to sit next to her during lunch, but she moves to another table. It's like she wants to be a lonely oddball. It's like she's afraid that some of her "special-geniusness" will rub off on us.
Kory is super-secretive. She doesn't tell us her grades, except when it's like, way better than ours, and then she flashes it repeatedly under our noses, all the time, trying to look modest and failing horribly at it. And when we have better grades than her, she acts moody.
She's a stuck-up bitch. There. I said it.
And in the future, when she goes to work, nobody will care how many, I don't know, share-holding clients she has earned for the hedge-fund managing corporation. All they will care is that, again, she is a stuck-up bitch. That way, she'll suffer the consequences, by not having friends. And as everyone knows, having connections is very important (I found out that a friend's dad was a writer, and he had a literary agent, and that way, I got my foot in the publishing door. And btw- I'm not an adult posing as a teen. I managed to write a book at this young age of....anyway, getting off-topic. As usual.).
Lesson learned? Don't be competitive. Just like if the cake is too small to be shared, bake a bigger cake. You'll reap twice the number of rewards. And some glamour/popularity/friends along the way.

-Abby

So. Recap of this week.

I'd have to say, the poll was...interesting. Most people didn't watch/didn't care about Disney Channel, and I'd have to give you all a round of applause. I'm just so sick of reading articles about Nick Jonas + Miley Cyrus= ♥ ?, and I'm sooo happy that most people feel that way. I participated in Earth Hour, the good little geek/Greenpeace/PETA girl that I am, lol. Did you?

-Ally

Ally, I totally agree with your opinion, but...I have to be biased, because I know a producer (or is it writer?) for the Suite Life. But hey, this is LA, where everyone knows everyone worth knowing. Anyways, I added some photos of the Santa Monica/Beverly Hills area....to brighten up the site. And FYI, I didn't do Earth Hour. Do you know how hard it is to play the piano in the dark? Just saying.

-Abby

Changes

Deleted the chat box. Anyways, first portion of my story.

I could feel Tatiana Ornokovsky looking interestedly at me, as if I were a limited-edition Juicy Couture tracksuit. I knew she had her head tilted to one side, a curtain of burgundy-auburn brown hair falling against the side of her head, glowing from the shafts of afternoon sunlight spilling from the windows. I knew all this, because I sat close to her in class, and had also watched her from my lowly “scholarship kid” spot in the cafeteria. I had spent countless afternoons analyzing what she did, that made her so popular, so likable. I pretended not to notice her staring, instead taking my notes on Mrs. Garcia’s lecture of the accomplishments of the Roman Empire. I knew I was being sized up. Today was the day that her clique, that most popular girls in the 9^th grade, would choose a new member (Summer Lynstrom had moved to Albany, ditching her friends back in Miami). Minutes later, a folded piece of Smythson of Bond Street stationary landed on my scratched-up, faux-wood desk. I shoved it under my notebook when Mrs. Garcia’s sharp falcon eyes rested on me. I’d read it later, maybe after class.
Mrs. Garcia sighed when she realized that many of her students were not really paying attention. “Fine,” she said. “Mrs. Garcia will allow you the remainder of the period to work on your homework. You may work in partners, but silently.”
And then she shuffled off in her brown, sensible-heeled loafers to her desk, where she undoubtedly would be going on the computer to her Myspace account.

Anyone can add to this story. Send me the continuation via email (it's like a chain letter). Anyways, everything here is copyrighted. So don't worry about plagiarizing. We'll be keeping this post forever in case it is needed as court evidence.

-Abby

Ugh.

Hate Google effing AdSense. Just ignore the explicit/suggestive ads on the toolbar, please. I'll find a way to fix it ASAP.

-Abby

Boy Problems

Yes. Every girl has them. I've been getting really frustrated over a guy the last month, and this week, I've decided to just let it go. Because:

1. He's not worth it anyway. If he doesn't like me, oh well. His loss.

2. He's gotta be BLIND to go out with that girl. At least I don't cake on an inch of foundation every day to hide less-than-perfect blotchy skin, which Alexandriana does. And also, she has a dumb name.

3. I'll show him what he's missing. I'll be naturally pretty, popular, cute, and I'll revenge-date his friend.

4. I'll learn from my mistakes.

Any ways you have to get over him? Share.

-Abby

New Features

We'll be adding more features: a message board/chat box. A poll, too. A story series, and what else? More pictures. Definitely. We all love pretty pictures; who doesn't? lol
Anyways, from now on, my posts will be a teal color, and Ally's will be the signature pink.

-Abby

"Ahem, testing, 1, 2, 3. Testing, 1, 2, 3."

We want feedback. To you visitors out there, could you please take two minutes and answer these questions we have? Thanks. We're trying to improve this site.

1. Should we keep posting popularity advice? It seems like nobody actually reads it, based on the number of comments left every time.

2. Should we have more team members? Right now, the team is only me and Abby. Oh, and soon-to-be member Hannah.

3. What subject(s) should we post more on, and what should we post less on? Celebrity gossip is a fave, I think.

4. How many times weekly do you visit here?

5. What posts do you suggest we have? A story series? Anything?

Also, please help spread the word about this blog. Thank you sooo much in advance.

- Ally

Our Spin-Off/Sister Site

Hey! We have a sister site now, called firstclasspass.blogspot.com
Trends, outfits, etc.
This site is like polyvore, but way more organized. And way less blinding.
(You've gotta admit, some of the outfits on polyvore.com are pretty horrible.)
Ch-ch-Check it out!
(click our profile link on the right column, and click 'So Many Outfits...So Little Time." under our blogs.)
Enjoy! And don't forget to leave a comment!
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peace.

Popularity, part II

Okay, first of all, to get things clear: don't believe people when they say to "be yourself." That's not possible, according to my psychologist aunt. She said that a person is always changing, and trying something new is a part of discovering themselves. And once you think of it, how exactly can you be yourself? Play in sandboxes and wear Mary Jane flats like when you were five? Knock out your two front teeth, arrange your hair like a rat's nest, and tease your next-door neighbor/classmate like when you were eight? No, not likely. Isn't that still a part of "being yourself", though? So that's not exactly good advice.

Before you start, you need to check yourself. Are you hygienic? Are you too stuck-up? Are you too shy? Make changes as necessary. Remember, a first impression can work wonders.

Step #1. First of all, check out the popular girls in your school. What they wear, how they talk, all that. Not stalker-worthy, but in a discreet, un-obsessive way. If they don't seem like girls you'd like to hang out with, forget about it. If they do, though, then it's time to plan the next step.

Step #2. Try to have the same interests as [any of] them. If a girl in the clique loves singing, try to take up chorus. Ditto if she loves tennis. Dress somewhat like them, but have a somewhat more different style.

Step #3. Talk to them! Mostly everyone cannot resist a friendly smile and a good nature. Hint: try to approach the lowest-ranking member of the clique if you can. They are usually the friendliest.

Hints and Tips:

- Don't appear desperate. At least, not when you first meet the clique. The girls expect you to hang on their every wrod, squeal when they invite you to sit at their table, get thrilled when they invite you to shopping during the weekend. As with guys, play hard-to-get. When you know them more, it's then safe to let off your guard.

- Don't go along with what they think. Sure, it's okay to take their advice, such as wearing a Juicy Couture cami instead of the Gap one, but if they pressure you to do anything bad, it's time to say buh-bye to them.

Remember:

- Some girls may not like you. Who cares? At least your friends do, and that's what matters.

- Some members of the clique may not take kindly to you. Have your tough skin on. Laugh off their insults, but make sure at least you have one "safety net" true friend in the clique. The only fool their making out of the insults, are themselves.

Tell us how it goes!

- Ally

-Abby

Hey Everyone! Sorry for not updating!

Well, it was that time of year again- near the time of midterm report cards. Me and Ally were scrambling to get the A's we wanted (for me, if I didn't, you can count on my parents to punish me. Severely.) So four extra-credit projects and a lot of sucking-up-to-teachers later, we're back! At least, I am. I'll have to remind Ally to update also.

Ally- if you're reading this, you need to update. Seriously. Like, right NOW.

-Abby