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Sunday Jun 06, 2004

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My brother and his fiance are watching Eurotrip downstairs. Whenever I watch teen comedies,I always am struck by just how rich the characters are. Even the unfortunate, downtrodden guy has a private bathroom and flat screen television. I can't relate to these people.

One of these days, I'm going to sit down and write out a movie about highschool seniors who, while not necesarily poor, are by no means as wealthy as the kind of people you see in "American Pie".
They all cram in to someone's shitty, ten year old Mercury Tracer after school instead of individually hopping in their brand new Volkswagen Beetles. They aren't let in to the raging parties that the pretty kids with problems go to, and are bored shitless at the parties they can get to. Instead of going to Europe for the summer, they work crumby jobs at sandwich shops and burger joints.

I'll incorporate some of the weird shit from my highschool experience, like:

+ The class president who lost it after her boyfriend died, but continued to be reelected, despite constantly giving everyone the creeps by talking about her late boyfriend in the present tense.

+ The time the drop dead gorgeous but kind of nerdy-hot prom queen asked me to check her make up during a play rehersal while she was taking her shirt off, and not realizing that it was a come on, I told her she wasnt wearing a bra.

+ Japanese exchange students harboring weird crushes on me and my friends.

+ The stuffed bunny kidnapping and its subsequent self imolation.

+ Clapping at cars at an intersection until people would get out and threaten us.

+ Spending prom night at a Friendly's with the town crazy person because I couldn't get a date.

+ My neighbor with turrets syndrome who kept lighting his shoes on fire and running by the house screaming.

+ The bowling ball incident.

This movie will probably suck.

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