Grease = False Expectations about Highschool

Did you think John Travolta and Olivia Newton John were going to be at your highschool? Surely not, you looney tune! However, this dynamic duo might have lead you to believe that your highschool experience might be a little more like Old Rydell if you get our drift. In the following entry we are going to reveal what false expectations Grease gave us regarding highschool. We're sure you'll agree.
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Folks, I'm not sure if you grew up watching the fantastic classic film Grease like I did, but let me tell you, I sure thought my teenage experience would be something other than what it was. I mean, first of all... how disappointing that lunch time did not consist of school-wide sing-a-longs. I love nothing more than a good, snappy show tune with my pals! High school dances also sucked. There was no hand jiving, no school-wide dance competitions, no live band. On the last day of school, much to my dismay, no carnival materialized, no harmony was sang, and no one threw up all their papers in glee. I always wanted to, but it just would not have been the same had I been alone.

But most of all, there was no John Travolta at my humble school, waiting in his tight white apparel, willing to woo me at the drive in movie with a beautiful song.

I must admit though, I still haven't given up hope that I will one day ride into the clouds in a hot rod sitting next to a 20 year old John Travolta look alike...

[Wrightless Smalls]

I got chiiiilllsss they're multiplyinnnggg and I'm looooosssiiinnggg connttroooooll! 'Cause the power you're supplying! It's ELECTRIFYING!

Man oh man was I disappointed that "John Travolta-like" studs weren't sweeping my off my feet the moment I stepped onto my high school campus. Let's be blunt. In what other high school, than Rydell high, are all the students attractive and in their musical talent peak age of the early 20's? None you say? I didn't think so! Also, Rizzo. Enough said right? She gets pregnant, Kenickie(ya crazy name- who names their kid that?!) ditches her basically, and then it's a false alarm in the end and they're stoked and suckin face like nothing happened(sorry about the run-on sentence). One message rings true from this musical: "Beauty school drop out, go back to high school."

In conclusion:

Unless a young hip John Travolta bursts in to my door at this very moment, singing Summer Lovin, and I magically know the very complicated moves to a choreographed dance, I will never be satisfied due to the lack of similarity between my life and Grease.I guess I realize the young John Travolta can't burst into my room without the assistance of time travel, so don't worry I'll settle with a very close look alike.

~Ella Mentry~

[On a side note, if Kenickie and Rizzo had spawned a child, what the heck do you think they would have named it?! Rizickie? Kenizzo? Sadly, the world will never know.]