Cellos, Cliques, and Cards

Today, it's my first blog. It's also a sad day. First, because an important cello lesson was cancelled. Of course, maybe it wasn't all that important it just was to me because, I mean it was a cello lesson. To add to the melancholy, are my parents upstairs yelling at each other about money. What is the point of money? Really, it's still a mystery to me. Why do we need it? Bartering was a genius idea, why it fell to the wayside, I do not know. It would be great to trade a clock for a book, or whatever it was you were bargaining. That's another thing about bartering: bargaining. You can't spell bargaining without "gaining" <-- that, ladies and gentlemen, is my poor excuse of a joke.
 Anyway, the point I'm trying to make here is that with money, things are nonnegotiable. A birthday card with sound at Hallmark is probably around five or six dollars. But you can't tell them at the counter that you think three is more appropriate for folded paper with a recording. And if you try to pay that much, you're really screwed because you'll probably end up gettting kicked out and having to go to Target for an even cheaper, but somehow more expensive, card for your mother on her birthday. No, it's not a personal experience. Just an idea from a basement in Illinois.
I don't mean to be feeling sorry for myself. My town is actually a good size, 25,000 people, a school with 2,500 kids. And yet, I still long for the city. I want to move to Japan. Don't think I've lost my marbles just yet. Japan? Why would I want to move to Japan? Blame it on anime. Anime makes Japan look like paradise, except in the apocolyptic animes that I'm not so fond of. I'm a pussy when it comes to anime I guess because all I really watch are the romantic ones. No anime, no matter how gooey or bloody, will ever compare to NANA, a truely epic piece of Japanes art.
Aside, from the anime rant, the point I really wanted to address was this: clicks. I'm sure, if you haven't been watching it, you've at least heard of MTV's new show If You Really Knew Me, a breakthrough new television show about people beating high school politics. I'm sure that they mean well. And I watch it just because I think it's entertaining. But it brought up a question for me. Do I judge people on what they look like? Am I a shallow person? And then it hit me, that I am. But only in some ways. It's not that I see a person with glasses and immediatley think of them as four eyes. That's not what I mean. Let's give an example. Okay, think of that really weird person at your school, you know that there's at least one. One person who hardly anyone likes, she or he is really just the social pits of your school. Or, if you're not in school, try and remember back to those seemingly far away days. Remember? Or are you trying to forget? Would you sit with them at lunch? Probably not, right? And if you say yes, I'm sorry I just don't believe you. Perhaps, my famous bitch reputation proceeds me, but I honestly wouldnt.
Now maybe it's because she came over to my house in, 3rd grade (?), and I just didn't like her because she came into our house, complimented our stained carpet, and then just layed on the floor. That could be why. Or maybe it's because, she half raped a girl in the bathroom in 7th, or maybe 8th- I'm not really sure, it was a long time ago- and then got suspended for it. Whatever the reason, If You Really Knew Me is supposed to break those rumors that brand us all throughout high school. I have a reputation too, and that is a bitch. Something, that isn't fair because I'm not, most of the time. But my real question is this: what happens when MTV leaves? Do the schools go back to the regular cliques (excuse the way it's spelled earlier)? Or do they really keep their hearts open? And something else that really amazed me was how different the high schools on there are different from mine. I live in a ritzy area, I won't lie. We have all the normal cliques: jocks, preps, punks/emos, me. I feel like I don't belong in any of those categories. None at all. Maybe preps? I dress like them, but I AM NOT A WANNABE! Let that be known.
I have an idea. Does anybody reading this watch youtube? Of course, you watch youtube, what a stupid question. However this next one isn't. Most people probably have, but you aren't most people. Have you ever heard of Shane Dawson? Or Destery? I personaly am probably in love with Destery, but he lives halfway across the country in Idaho, so that affair will probably never be happening. Anyway, my idea was sort of stolen from them. Every video, or almost every video, they ask a question. So I thought, hey, they're some of the most subscribed guys on youtube, maybe this question thing really works, plus the fact that they're unbelievably sexy, yes, I'm a creeper. So my question today is in relation to cliques. What clique are you? What clique would you put yourself in and what do people really think of you? Are they the same thing? Please follow and respond, or write a blog about it, and somehow, I will find it.